About me forcibly kissing the elevator guy

Whether he is handsome or not is one thing, but whether I love him or not is another.

I was so counseled that the team building ended.

I was bored in the room for three whole days, watching the ebb and flow of the sea.

When I thought of going back and waiting for me, it was a letter of dismissal.

I worry about my 20-year mortgage.

I kissed my boss twice, fucked his little brother, and unilaterally declared his company bankrupt.

In this case, if I say a word, will I be written by a lawyer?

Shall I start running now?

My hair is going to turn gray.

It seems that God understands me.

I didn't deliberately want to meet him by chance, so I never met him again.

Not at work, not at home after get off work.

I was alone in the elevator every time, and no one stopped me to swipe my card again.

I carried supermarket shopping bags and put them in the refrigerator one by one.

Steaks are on sale again today, and I'm going to make tomato sauce.

Maybe it was because he didn't want me to lose money, so it gave me the illusion that I had a huge sum of money.

I bought several of them.

I fried two pieces that night, and the taste was not bad, but it was a bit stuffy.

I pulled out a tissue and wiped my mouth.

The opposite side is empty, and the chairs have not been drawn out.

It dawned on me that his visit to my house was the first time the chair had been used.

Wow, that inner day, did he sit with ashes all over his ass?

Well, I don't have the habit of wiping chairs when cleaning.

I suddenly wanted to taste the steak in a high-end restaurant. Is it better than mine.

I took out my cell phone and called Ersha.

"You buy me a steak?"

Ersha was so excited that he was so excited.

I told him as I changed, "AA."

Ersha is quite a good person, although he usually has some aesthetic problems.

But even if he has no money, he will promise me AA.

He came to pick me up by car, and his teeth were crooked when he heard me give the name of the restaurant.

He covered his mouth and turned the steering wheel, gritted his teeth, "It's okay, at worst, I will marry my wife in two years."

I had fun, and while fastening my seat belt, I didn't forget to make fun of him.

"Still marrying a wife, you might not be able to have a girlfriend in two years."

The company doesn't have any requirements for clothes. I only wear formal clothes during interviews and when I was a newcomer at the beginning.

Hey, it's too bad, it's not short.

In the past two years, I haven't grown a baby.

It's the first time I've been to this kind of store, and the night view can be said to be very good.

I admit, it's much better than mine.

It's really a pity that Mr. Mo ate a whole piece.

He even praised the food against his conscience.

The ingredients are fresh and taste great.

It is said that it was transported by air at some A level.

And violinists, pianists.

No wonder one meal can eat up more than a month's salary of me.

Evil capitalists.

I got up and told Ersha that I was going to the bathroom.

I actually went to checkout.

I don't marry a daughter-in-law, but the second fool will.

He wants to save money, I don't need to save money.

How can I let him eat with me, but also AA.

I turn a corner.

I saw a familiar figure.

There are some people you can't think of, but you will meet them when you think about them.

For example, I was late and thought of the attendance team leader.

For example, I just thought of Mr. Mo.

He was facing me, sitting by the window.

It seemed that he was also a little surprised, and the hand holding the knife stopped.

I quickly glanced across from him, a woman with long hair.

I don't bother don't bother.

I bid farewell. I bid farewell.

I back I back.

How can I come forward to say hello?

I hope my boss will never blame me for being rude just because...

I can't disturb his two-person world.

I took the initiative to retreat, so don't follow me.

It's hard to explain why you left other girls behind.

I turn left, he turns left.

I turn right, he turns right.

I circled a table.

He stood there waiting for me to walk up to him.

As soon as I turned my heels, I was about to turn around and leave.

He held my wrist and dragged me to the stairs of the safe passage.

I followed suit.

It's not that I'm willing to follow, it's that he pulls very hard.

You know, just like that, my wrist hurts if I don't follow.

I really didn't take the initiative.

In fact, I was quite upset.

A while ago, he was still pressing me to not let go, but today he came to have dinner with the woman.

I struggled for so many days, he came to have dinner with the woman.

I've been cowarding him for so long and he didn't look for me, so he knew he came to have dinner with a woman.

It's not always about anything, isn't it just a neighbor who was kissed by me and kissed back?

I have to talk about this matter, or it will be over.

I simply let go of the unpaid money owed to him and refuse to pay it back.

The kind of cut off.

Don't let me dream about owed money.

I was just about to speak.

He was one step ahead.

"She is my own sister."

I was suddenly a little embarrassed.

I just lost the posture of inquiring about my crimes, so I can only say "Oh" dryly.

No, I didn't really want to raise a teacher to inquire about the crime, so I just described my aura, do you understand my aura?

But he is still explaining.

"Last week, I went back to live at my mother's house. I sent you a message but didn't reply."

Don't explain, as soon as you explain, I feel, feel that there is something between us.

Besides, news?what news?

Is it the "At?" or the "Busy?"

I thought it was our department manager asking me to socialize, but I deleted them as harassment text messages.

I was silent for a moment.

He was still frowning at me.

It takes my breath away.

Before suffocating, I finally found a breakthrough.

"You can't... as a leader, abuse your authority to steal employee information."

I know it's not stealing.

I straightened my back as much as I could.

I don't know the bottom of my heart, but I can't lose my momentum.

"Then what should I do?" He looked at me with a pitiful tone, "She's really my sister."

I know you don't need to repeat it.

What do you think of the limelight in your speech at the group meeting that night?

Alas, no way.

I am the person who can't see others acting like a baby.

I thought about this person, tangled up and down, but I still wanted to have sex.

Forget it, I'm a man, I'm a man.

I just like him, what the hell.

With this momentum, I want to confess to him and tell him that I want to fuck him.

I coughed, got ready, and spoke.

"I kind of want to kiss you forcefully, but I said it's only three years..."

He moved closer, eyes twinkling.

He said, "I'll come later."

Two silly!Brothers!

Dad is greedy for masculinity!I am so sorry!

I pressed the phone with one hand awkwardly, and was led to follow people down the elevator.

I sat silently in his co-pilot seat, whispering.

"Don't pay for me, I owe more and more."

He chuckled, "Well, I see."

In my mind, I still think of the way he pulled out his card and stopped in front of me just now, that smiling appearance.

My heart is pounding.

"I, I support myself, don't worry about it."

He was driving the car, looking ahead, holding the steering wheel with his left hand, while his right hand irregularly came over to hold mine.

"understood."

I swiped the elevator card, and the number 9 light came on.

He was still standing next to me.

I didn't ask him why he didn't swipe his card, but stared at the changing numbers on the display.

After opening the door, he stood at the entrance of my house for the second time.

I took out the slippers from the cabinet, my cheeks were still a little hot.

I just left before I finished eating, what a waste!

It's not blush, it's the shame of wasting food.

I got into the kitchen, "You, would you like some more fruit?"

He walked over to the dining table and pulled away the chair opposite my usual seat.

Looking at me, smiling at me.

Episode 1 About Mo Cheng

First of all, thank you all for taking the time to listen to me talking about some irrelevant topics here.

(boss bow)

My name is Mo Cheng.

My name is very common.

My mother's surname is Mo, and my father's surname is Cheng.

By the way.

My sister is Cheng Mo.

Why do I take my mother's last name?

Because my dad loves my mom very much.

So my sister follows my father, and I follow my mother.

Another guess is that the two of them are very lazy.

It's too troublesome to even name our siblings.

I went to university abroad, and my dad took a rest when I came back.

He is going to take my mother around the world.

Lost the company to me.

I have never liked women, nor have I liked men.

I've lived so long that I haven't loved anyone.

My sister said that I might end up alone and devote my whole life to my career.

In fact, there is nothing wrong with it.

I can achieve success at work and fill some gaps in my heart.

Work overtime at the company from Monday to Friday, and work overtime at home on weekends.

I have forgotten what else to do besides work.

Then I met a guy.

In fact, I should have gone to his interview, which made me miss him for two years.

He was very energetic when he reported.

That was the best presentation I have ever heard.

In fact, I have forgotten what he said, I only remember his voice, and his vivid expression.

Everyone disappeared from my sight, only him in my eyes.

But he doesn't know me.

He didn't even know that the boss of the company also went to listen to his report that day.

I don't know how to approach him.

Because I don't know anything about love.

I went to ask my sister, and she said it was time to take her to Astor Sky Restaurant for dinner.

That's of course no problem.

She made me rape him.

I want to sever the sibling relationship.

My mother was very reluctant when I said I was going to move.

In fact, I don't really know what a person who travels outside almost all year round is so reluctant to part with.

I had no choice but to promise her to go home and live in the first week of every month.

Only then did she pack her luggage with satisfaction and went out with my dad.

I downloaded an employee profile.

I saw that his family member was actually empty.

I stared at the blank rules and regulations for a while.

I want to give him a home.

According to his address, he bought a house in one of his buildings.

Everyone near him lived.

I had to live on the 19th floor.

I'm quite nervous.

The closer I get to him, the more nervous I get.

I'm afraid that he won't like me, and I'm even more afraid that he is actually straight.

If only he were straight.

I will not bother him anymore.

I lived upstairs with him for two months and haven't seen him much.

He seems too homely.

I waited at the door that day, waiting for him to come back to create a chance encounter.

In this way, we can get to know each other, and the next acquaintance can have a beginning.

As a result, he didn't come back until after nine o'clock in the evening.

I just remembered that I saw their department's plan for this week a few days ago.

He seems to have a social event tonight, and the other party is an old client I don't like very much.

In the future, their department cannot be allowed to deal with such customers.

I have to screen.

I patiently waited until after eleven o'clock.

I don't know how many cigarettes I have smoked, and I will only become more and more anxious.

The more anxious I am, the more I want to bury that client.

No, a society ruled by law.

I calm down.

Finally, I saw a car entering the gate of the community. I saw that car, and it belonged to his colleague.

I saw that his colleague also drank a little too much, so I dragged him into the elevator, swiped his card and left.

I stood outside the elevator, he was drunk, today is not a good day to meet.

what did i see...

The elevator came down, the door opened, and he was still inside.

He drank too much, and I couldn't pull up anyway.

The appearance of laying on the ground is very cute.

Even if the ground is not clean, I still want to lift him up.

He kissed me.

I suppressed the urge to kiss him back and finally got him home.

I'm afraid he'll be scared when he wakes up.

I wasn't worried that he was alone, so I sat by his bedside and watched all night before leaving.

But I think I'm pretty refreshed after a night without sleep.

I want to remember that this is the day we met.

The speed of development with him has exceeded my expectations.

I thought I would be unrequited for a long time.

But he doesn't seem to be straight.

I am very grateful.

I can rest assured to chase him.

He wants to invite me to his house for dinner.

I have nothing to prepare.

When going to the house of someone you like for the first time, should you bring some gifts?

But it was too late, so I had to go empty-handed.

But I swear, I will make up for him in the future.

I'm sure he's not straight.

Because I found a BL fanmanga on his tea table.

inside or something.

And there are actually dense handwriting and viewing impressions.

From the looks of it, he looked at it very seriously.

I wrote down the title of the book by the way, and I plan to go back and study it.

He was quite shy and blushed a lot.

In my impression, he is quite generous to others.

It seems to only blush at me.

I can't control my thoughts.

I think he likes me too.

I've tried to eat as slowly as possible, and I wish I could spend more time with him.

Although abrupt, I invited him over for a drink at my house.

After I finished speaking, I regretted a little, he doesn't know how to drink.

But that's the most opportune reason I can think of.

In fact, I have a selfish heart.

He kissed me last time when he was drunk.

So if you're drunk this time...

Wait a minute first.

He splashed on me.

Remy Martin 40 degrees.

When I took a shower, he drank half a bottle.

He also foolishly said that he was not drunk.

I threw up after he kissed me.

I didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

People who drink alcohol cannot take a bath.

I am a little hesitant, I am afraid that I will not be able to control myself.

While wiping him, I couldn't hold the towel steady in my hand.

He was fair-skinned, and must have been handsome if he had hickeys.

I overestimated my self-control.

While I was thinking about it, I was already kissing it.

Fortunately, not falling in front.

He shouldn't be able to find out.

I barely slept all night.

Just thinking about him in my bed makes me react.

We can't get off to a bad start, this has to be done slowly.

So I choose to work.

I smoked a pack of cigarettes after not sleeping all night, and my complexion should be quite bad.

Guessing he was about to wake up, I went to prepare breakfast in advance.

I'm glad I know how to fry eggs.

Let him go back when he wakes up.

I'm afraid my face will frighten him.

He really doesn't seem to know me, and he doesn't know what he usually pays attention to.

I can't tell if it's a loss, I think I'm the only one who likes him unilaterally these past few months.

But it doesn't matter, seeing him greet me on the beach, I don't think it's nothing to have unrequited love for him for so long.

He fell down.

silly.

He told me about the hickey on his back.

That posture seemed to come to me to ask my teacher for a crime.

I saw that the traces I printed were disappearing, so I tentatively asked him if he wanted to print it back.

God knows that when I said this, my heart was not as calm as the surface.

He actually accepted.

he sure...

Don't hate mine.

Or the way he led.

Take me to the shower.

In fact, in such a small space, it is particularly easy to misfire.

Especially with him still in my arms.

When he said he was going to accompany me.

I am very happy.

He accepted me.

Is that what I think it means?

I think I have collected so many food guides in the same city, and I can have the opportunity to take him to eat one by one.

And those small snacks that are full of shopping carts, he should also like them.

I have already bought cards for all the games he likes.

Even I have looked at quite a few jewelry stores.

I have practiced many times what to say when I introduce it to my parents.

I'm not one to rush.

I think we should first date and contact like ordinary couples.

But now I really want to hug him and kiss him.

I took him back to the room.

He jumped on the bed as soon as he saw it.

Also rolled.

Watching his feet dangle, it really killed me.

I just want to hug him, nothing else to press him.

The roots of his ears are very red.

Red is very nice.

But no matter how messy he is, I can't guarantee that I can hold it.

I'm afraid I just misheard.

I asked him if he was really sure he wanted to stay with me.

he said yes.

Then he asked me how much it was.

I was a little taken aback.

Does he know who I am?

Knowing I'm his boss, think I'm going to sneak him?

If it's my money he wants, then I'll tell him.

Everything I have is his.

If he can stay by my side, then I will admit it too.

I can slowly make him fall in love with me.

It's my fault.

I don't know what's going on in his little head.

He actually wanted to pay me back.

I wanted to laugh while feeling lost.

I kinda want to spank his ass.

He said I look cute when life is hard.

I think it's really difficult for me, especially for the fact that I don't understand his brain circuit.

He seduces me without knowing it.

I looked a little embarrassed in his clear eyes.

I panicked and went into the bathroom.

Otherwise, I am afraid that I will lose control.

But when I went out, he actually said that he would never kiss me again.

I don't know where my anger comes from.

I've never been so emotional.

This time I forced him to kiss him.

He still doesn't hide.

Not only do not hide, but also cater to me.

I felt like the strings of my sanity had snapped.

I reached between his legs.

But okay.

The thought of him being something so dear to me made me suppress the urge to keep doing it.

Although I have known him for a long time, he has only known me for a few days.

I can't hurt him for my own selfish desires.

It looks like he really doesn't know who I am.

But he will know eventually.

Because I'm going to speak on stage tonight.

I'm a little nervous.

After all, he always thought I was just his neighbor.

He is avoiding me.

I wanted to explain to him that I didn't intend to rule him out.

I'm just pure, hoping to start an equal relationship with him.

In the end, I brought him to my parents and told them.

This is my little mister.

At the beginning of the month, I had to go back to my parents' house for a week.

This week I can't run into him creating an elevator.

I text him and don't get back to me.

He might be really disappointed in me.

My sister asked me how I was chasing people.

I said that I have met successfully.

Then you have to invite her to dinner.

I met him at the restaurant.

He looks really good in formal clothes.

The waist is thin and the legs are straight.

I forgot to even blink.

He took a quick look at my sister's back, then turned and left.

I feel like I have to explain.

I don't want any misunderstanding between us.

Even if he doesn't like me, I don't want to have one.

I hope there is no distance between us, and the door of my heart is always open to him.

As long as he has an idea, he can run towards me smoothly at any time.

No hurdles will be encountered.

He is having trouble.

But he still won't resist me when I touch him.

After I explained, he blushed again.

Stuttering, eyes still dodging.

I really want to kiss him.

He also wants to kiss me.

And took me home.

He is my little Mr.

Episode 2 about sleeping on the sofa

Hello everyone, my name is Ji Yan.

After months of kissing each other forcefully with Mr. Mo, I'm going to think about what's next.

So for now.

I have already lived with my Mr. Mo.

No, that's not what I want to call him.

He asked me to call him that.

It has nothing to do with me, blame him if you want to.

I repeat again, I did not take the initiative.

But after living for three days, we had a fight.

I was arguing, unilaterally.

Because he won't let me sleep on his sofa.

He insisted on my bed.

I'm angry, the sofa I've been thinking about for so long is now visible and tangible.

He actually won't let me sleep!

As soon as I got angry, I moved back home.

I hugged my pillow and got off the elevator with my slippers on.

When I got home, I was also confused.

I suddenly remembered that three days ago, in order to prevent him from driving me back one day, I specially put the bed in the storage room.

I stood in the porch with a blank expression.

Why do you think I don't leave a way out for myself?

Ever since I touched his sofa, I have been extremely disgusted with the one I bought.

They piled up on the bed together.

I tried to move it down, but I couldn't move it.

As soon as I started checking the worker's phone number, Mr. Mo called in.

I deliberately basked him for a while.

Let him reflect on it.

So it rang twice before I answered.

From his side came the sound of spatulas clashing.

"The pot is going to burn."

I have to save the pot!

He will blow up the kitchen!

I'm not worried about him.

The main reason is that the natural gas is connected to the whole building. When he blew it up, it blew up the whole building!

I am very security conscious.

He didn't even fire.

Holding my phone, I leaned against the kitchen door and looked at him a few times.

I can't look at it, and I feel soft-hearted when I look at it.

The more I look at it, the more I like it.

I cooked and ordered some fruit delivery.

He was still staying up late yesterday to do work, I'm afraid his nutrition can't keep up.

"go for a walk?"

After the meal, he collected the dishes and chopsticks to wash.

I crossed my legs as an uncle, and it was very comfortable to see his busy figure after dinner.

"Okay."

I answered.

After finishing this stage, he can finally rest for a few days.

I don't feel bad.

Forget it, I'm short of words.

Anyway, I don't feel bad.

He leads me.

I hold him.

I walked very aggressively.

I pointed to the sky, "The moonlight is so beautiful tonight."

Suitable for sleeping on the sofa.

He hummed, stroking my palm with his fingertips.

I was confused by his little action, and I was a little speechless.

Forget it, don't sleep if you don't sleep on the sofa.

Just lie down for a while during the day.

I haven't finished thinking here, he suddenly froze.

I watched the man walking the dog next to him tug on the rope desperately.

The dog stayed under the tree and refused to leave.

I look at the man in front of me again.

He disappeared with a whoosh.

I looked down and he was on one knee.

I panicked for a moment.

The dog walker was off the leash, and he was standing under a tree with his dog.

Look at us two big men.

one standing.

One is kneeling.

I think about this picture with my ass.

They all feel weird.

He took a ring from his trousers pocket.

I took a look and it was fine.

Otherwise I can't afford it.

The silver ring twinkled under the street lamp, it was so beautiful.

I don't accept it.

Not that I hold a grudge.

I really want to see what this guy will do.

I have already written a bloody script in my mind.

There should be a downpour by this time.

He proposes and I refuse.

I cried and said I was just a stand-in for someone you love.

He catches up and says that's not the case I've loved you from the beginning.

And a live audience.

How perfect.

Just wait for him to speak.

"If you don't like it, I'll buy it again."

I like it, don't you like it?

My little theater.

I don't have much luxury in getting married.

He put this ring on for me, with some warmth from his pocket.

It doesn't seem to be in the pocket.

I said, why does he have to put one hand in his pocket for a walk?

I thought he was pretending, so I didn't pay attention.

"When will you meet my parents?"

He is still stroking my hand.

I couldn't hold back, and rubbed back.

Our two rings collided and jingled.

See his parents.

It's not that I haven't thought about it.

It may be that after watching too many dramas, I always feel that what is waiting for me is a million check.

... tens of millions?

... several hundred million? !

Can't think of a check.

I was quite excited when I thought about it.

I say it's all right.

See when his parents are free.

You say that I don't take drugs or break the law, and I have nothing to hide.

Parents can see.

The bird's nest I ordered last month is also due to arrive.

Coincidentally, really coincidentally.

I think the bird's nest is quite good, if it doesn't go well, let's make it first.

It is by no means prepared in advance.

When he got home he offered to watch a movie.

I was thinking hard and didn't know what to look at.

In the end, he made a final decision, saying that he wanted to see what...

what's coming?

"Love, Simon"

I ate fruit and pillowed his leg.

Looking at the projection, I am satisfied.

There is a ring on the finger, which is strange.

But it's okay, I'm resilient.

I don't know where the plot went, but we got along anyway.

Who moved first?

It seems that the two male protagonists kissed first.

I moved hands at the same time as him.

He especially likes to leave marks on me, and basically nibbles on it once a day.

Work is not too busy.

After eating, go to work overtime.

But I don't hate it either.

I don't like it very much, just...

Just don't hate it.

In fact, every time the two of us rolled together like this, he would wash his hands halfway.

We also grabbed the toilet because of it.

Shame to say.

At first I said that he was not responsible for lighting the fire, but he stopped lighting it.

It was my turn to start the fire, and I was responsible for putting it out, but he ran faster than a rabbit.

We are in love now.

I reached into his pajama pants and grabbed a handful.

He froze.

I don't have any strong desires, but I can't bear it a few times.

Everyone has been an adult for several years. Is there anything that cannot be solved by exercise?

The movie next to it was still making noise, which spoiled the atmosphere.

I just shut him down.

Now all I hear is my husband breathing.

He actually started using his hands again.

I suddenly had an idea.

Isn't Mr. Mo okay?

No, let me come, I can do it.

I turned over immediately and pushed him down.

Seeing him staring straight at me made my heart itch.

So I dug out the sofa cushions.

He looked very complicated when he watched me take out the lubricant.

Don't know?

I hid it.

Hidden for a long time.

I hugged him like a macho.

I gnawed all over his neck.

Anyway, he has to wear a scarf when it's cold, so I'll eat more.

After another half a year, I can't eat it anymore.

He burst out laughing.

I am so attentive!

The atmosphere is so good!

I was crushed again.

He turned around quite nimbly.

I don't know where a person who sits in an office every day gets his abs.

I can't put it down.

Feeling it, the lubricant fell out of my hand.

I'm really jealous.

Not just jealous of his abs.

I'm also jealous of that thing he pulled out.

That thing?

Every time I watch it, I am horrified.

This time, especially, I was cowardly.

It must be me who is on top.

He looked at the instructions for the lubricant.

My legs were separated.

I really have the resistance to save myself.

It's because he's too strong.

I can't break free.

I absolutely did my best.

I really don't mean hypocrisy.

He finally finished researching lubricants.

He leaned down and pressed against my ear.

"What about the suit?"

When he speaks, I get soft.

It's not soft there, I'm not soft there.

Not only is it not soft, but it also rushes towards the antonym of soft.

I mean soft legs, soft body, soft heart.

So I dug it out of the sofa cushion again.

He took out a box, pink, and a strawberry.

The latest stretchable ultra-thin particles.

I'm heartbroken to see it.

I don't think it will work.

Especially watching him put on a condom.

My spine is numb.

I need to talk to him about this.

So I mustered up my courage and tried to fight for the top position.

"I... I want to be on top."

"Next time."

He turned me down.

It's okay, next time... then next time.

Then...you go first this time.

That's how generous it is.

One person at a time is fine.

Fair you and me.

Fair me to him.

"Don't ride for the first time, it will hurt you."

Can you say that again?

He squeezed lube on his hands.

I squeezed my hands full, but there was nothing to say.

I stretched my legs and raised my eyes to ask him.

"What are you dazed for?"

If you still dare to back down from me now, I will throw away the ring and leave.

Let me tell you, once you get angry, the sofa in my house still has the strength to move back to its original position.

He leaned over and kissed me again.

"It's a bit cold, let me cover it."

I turned my head and stepped on his chest.

I will never admit it.

My heart is beating a little faster.

He covered it for a long time.

During the period, I also took out the remote control of the air conditioner and turned the temperature to the highest.

"I'll go boil the pot of water and cover it."

I quickly stopped him.

If you cover it again, it will melt.

Not only it melted.

I'm going to be soft too.

This time it's not my legs, it's not my body, it's not my heart.

The day lily I was waiting for was going to be cold.

My Mr. Mo.

Finally willing to lubricate me.

It was really hot for him.

The thought of his fingers inside me.

I get excited.

I couldn't help it.

Don't blame me for not lasting.

It's all his fault.

I grab his back.

This can't be called.

Whoever calls first loses.

I think I can bear it any longer.

I can hold on a little longer.

Guard my land.

He withdrew his finger suddenly.

It's empty.

where did you go?

The ladder I was about to climb to the top was kicked by him.

I watched him stand up and walk into the room.

Then he came out with a quilt in his arms.

Is that why you braked midway?

I'm so angry.

Needless to say.

I'll be back on the 9th floor in a while.

I think my bed can be moved.

He put the quilt on me, saying it was cold, afraid that I would catch a cold.

I spread my legs gratefully and urged silently.

He kissed me.

Reconnect with my skin.

I rub him.

It wasn't me who seduced him.

He is strangely warm.

Friction heat.

I am warming myself.

I felt his thing was aligned.

I was suddenly scared.

Will it hurt me to death?

Or maybe I'm in so much pain that I can't pull him out, what should I do?

Does that mean I have to go to the hospital?

If I can't resist letting go...

Out of gas.

Is the air stuffy in my body, or will it push his thing out.

I can't think about it.

I hold my breath.

I wrapped my legs around his waist.

He kisses me.

Palms pinch my ass.

What's wrong with my ass.

But it's okay, after being touched by him, I relaxed.

I even started to look forward to, his thing poking in...

Will it be better than just fingers?

I look forward to this.

I'm ready.

My Mr. Mo is also ready.

I heard our hearts beat together.

Bang bang.

I feel our breaths superimposed.

Entangled.

He bumped me.

I lift my hips.

His phone rang.

I have nothing to say.

I think it may be unfavorable to have sex today.

I'm afraid I won't be able to get up again.

We look at each other.

Decided to ignore the call.

He made a little effort.

It really hurts.

You said, the same man.

Why are you so big.

I gritted my teeth.

I feel like I'm already sweating.

"continue."

My eyes are clouded with tears.

I'm so happy to cry, okay?

I am delirious.

"...Have you finished entering?"

He paused.

Breathing is a little heavy.

"There's still half."

I think I am also dignified.

When he came in completely, I felt that I was almost devastated.

Not enough lubrication.

It may be my natural artifact.

I'm talking nonsense, ignore me.

He's still waiting for me to get used to it anyway.

I see him sweating like he doesn't want money.

Very sexy.

For his sexiness, I have to let him move too.

After all, there is no way for him to get stuck here.

If I move, I feel refreshed, can't I be happy and happy?

So I rubbed my foot on his back.

"Fuck me."

I think what I said is very exciting.

After speaking, I can raise the flag for myself.

But who doesn't watch the atmosphere and replay the call.

I'm going to slice this caller shabu shabu.

He doesn't move, he doesn't move.

On the one hand, I was teasing him, and on the other hand, it was a phone call that was like a death call.

He stretched out his hand to pick up the phone on the coffee table in the posture that he was still inside me.

His frown is also very handsome.

But the plot is not what I expected.

He didn't hang up the phone immediately, but stared at the screen for a few seconds.

Could it be a call from an ex-girlfriend?

Can this bloody coincidence be caught up for me?

I was careful and shrank my little flower.

Remind him that he is now my man.

He chuckled lightly and nodded.

I was stimulated and trembled violently.

He actually took it.

We are all like this, do you still have time to answer the phone?

I stared and watched as he moved the phone to his ear.

A woman's voice escaped.

Could it be your sister again this time?

The corner of his mouth was still curled up, and the way he looked down at me made my heart beat faster.

But, I didn't let you move at this time, did I?

Won't you let me shorten my life?

I'm going to tell your mother!

You fight her while you do this