Dog Diary

In the ambiguous occasions of gatherings in the past, Tao Ying was also thrown down by me.

Like soothing a pet, he gently scratched my face with his fingertips, and finally landed on my lips, telling me with a smile in his eyes: "It's not a gentleman to take advantage of others' danger." The smell of alcohol seemed to be reminding me that I was out of season.

When you really like someone, yes, even when you are shot by Cupid's arrow, you get hit by an arrow, how can your IQ compare with when you are in a state of full blood.At that time, being stupid/forceful, I really obediently stopped, and naively thought that it would not be too late to make things right after confessing my love.

As a result, I didn't even wait for the confession, and everything was in the foreseeable future.

I don't want the swan meat to be put in front of me again, I would be really stupid/forced if I don't eat it anymore.It doesn't matter if you call me a toad, whoever loves to be a gentleman can go, I don't care.

Tao Ying raised her head slightly, and stared at me with those innocent Ruifeng eyes, like two glass marbles, clear and bright.He neither screamed nor pushed me away, which was his usual demeanor.

The two of us stood like this for a few seconds.

This time it was the other way around, he didn't drink, and I was the one who got drunk.

Before the soft fingertips touched my lips, I launched an attack first, and then felt his fingers that were still moving on my cheek trembled, and stopped stiffly in place.

Holding this delicious prey in both hands, I gently lifted my small and delicate chin, and roughly pried open those white teeth and red lips, conquering the person in front of me with utmost enthusiasm.

When the elevator door opens, the scene of two teenagers embracing/kissing together should be wonderful.

From accident to struggle to surrender, Sister Shenxian actually hugged my back and responded enthusiastically.

I really want to slap myself, why did it take me three years to realize it?It's long overdue!

The fire of desire/desire tonight was ignited at one point and spread like a prairie fire.

Forget how we got home.This evening, I finally ate the swan meat I had dreamed of.

The soft lips, the soft moon branch, the soft pout, the hot and humid somewhere is even softer and tighter.The shy and muffled/humming sound of the immortal sister prostrated/beneath her was simply sensual/heart-wrenching, and I couldn't help stepping/into the depth/place, wishing to become one with him.

The slender hand stretched out towards me, like duckweed beaten by rain, looking for shelter.Feeling sorry for him just now, I saw him biting his lip and squinting his eyes to look back, the expression of forbearance and shame on his flushed face aroused my beast/desire again.We clasped our fingers together, I conveyed the comfort of love with the temperature of my palm and the strength between my fingers, but the expression of love was more rough under my body.

Going up and down several times a night exhausted all my strength, and we finally collapsed together like ooze.

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