Jiazi boy

A small, dark hostel with clothes scattered all over the floor.

Jiazi pulled up Gucci's jeans, straddled the mess all over the floor with her long legs, and found a clean place to sit on the poorly made white fabric sofa.

After fumbling in my pocket for a while, I finally found a Hardman that was left over from the previous day.

ignite.

The curling smoke rose, intertwined and danced with the insect repellent incense provided by the hostel, and lingered on the skin of the woman who had not yet gotten up.

Jiazi half-closed her eyes and looked at her.

Eyes like stones in the sea.

Cold, soggy and salty.

After a while, he exhaled a smoke ring.

"I say."

He spoke slowly, his voice seemed to come from outside the sky.

"Share we share the rent?"

The woman opened her eyes suddenly, but she couldn't be called a woman yet.

The heavy makeup on her face couldn't hide her original youthful face.

"Everyone says you are rich!"

Jiazi clicked her tongue twice.

"You can be like others."

The girl stood up, her well-developed breasts trembling like sea waves.

The female body is alluring.

color.want.

Almost close to original sin.

"That..."

Again.

Jiazi became short of breath.

"Do I look like someone short of those two dollars?"

He quickly kissed the not-so-pretty red lips.

"I understand what you mean."

There was no ups and downs, they only carried out the most primitive love and joy of human beings.

The huge GUCCI logo on the jeans was wet with muddy liquid.

The graceful female body is like a dodder, wrapped around brown skin.

The ultimate bliss of desire?

Jiazi slightly stuck out the tip of her tongue, just in time to catch the splashing gray droplets.

salty.

Like the smell of blood.

He pursed his lips, his expression innocent and violent.

The fuzzy and sticky touch is not nice.

"Honey, this counts as a breakup. Can you shoot?"

The girl's body trembled slightly, as if an electric current had passed through it instantly.

Seems to tremble at the cruelty of man.

Her subtle feelings could not see a glimmer of light.

Okay,

She didn't want the man to know.

The girl raised her chest, her slender waist was too tight to grasp.

"How much should I give?"

"For the sake of my hard work."

The girl's voice is like extremely sweet poison.medicine.

Through her smiling brown eyes, Jiazi saw the fiery emotion he once had.

"Okay."

For the sake of our fellowship.

whee.

The author has something to say: Hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee when will the principal show up? ? ?

The ending appears, hehehe

Am I writing a joke? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

Let yourself go. . . . . . . . . .