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The room was filled with murmurs and crooked sounds, the air was full of love factors, and the two hugged each other tightly, both lingering and sweet talk.

Let's put it this way, these two people made a boo without saying a word...

Patriarch: (?ˉ?εˉ??) mua!

Little Hibiscus: ?(????)? Pop!

"Brother, actually... thank you very much," Little Furong coquettishly coquettishly confided all her sincere words: "Meeting you is the luckiest thing in my life. If your luck hits you, or if you ate hundreds of tons of happiness biscuits in your previous life, it will fall into your hands in this life."

Nangel, an old man with a weather-beaten face, blushed greenly at this moment, "Oh, why are you suddenly sensational."

Shyness is shyness, this kind of sweet love talk about diabetes, men still like to hear it very much.

Embarrassed patriarch: (?'?`?) Hee hee hee...

"Just tell the truth." Little Furong rubbed the tip of his brother's nose, "I don't even know how to repay you."

Little Furong with words in her heart: (????) I don't know if my brother can understand other people's minds?

If that's not seduction...

Patriarch: "How do you sound like you want to repay your favor?"

Little Furong took it for granted: "I just want to repay your kindness. To repay your kindness. Without you, my life would be meaningless."

returning a Favour many times more!

Yongquan Yongquan Yongquan!

When the opportunity came, the patriarch pretended to be inadvertent and said: "The kindness that is as big as you said, is it possible for you to promise it?"

Damn, the old man is seducing the ignorant boy again.

The patriarch winks: (???)?) Hook up.jpg

Although the "ignorant boy" is actually not ignorant at all, Xiao Furong nodded with a shy smile. The boy who is innocent and deceitful on the surface has already been on high speed in his mind.

On the highway, he spent three thousand days under his brother's body.

The old man said that the spring was unstoppable, and the patriarch raised his hand to scratch the corner of his eyebrows, and by the way, he pretended to inadvertently lift up the hem of his pajamas by an inch.

Showing a strong and tight waist.

Patriarch: "Cough, cough cough." (?°???°)?

The man's acting skills are extremely contrived, and his ability to interpret what a **** male dog is... no, a lion.

Wife, look, this is my waist!

Little Furong's saliva began to secrete: ?(′?`?) My brother's waist!

Both of these things are great flirts, constantly teasing each other, and being teased by each other again and again.

Patriarch: (*////▽///ω＼*It’s so hot~

Little Hibiscus: (///￣ε￣///*) so turbulent and so surging~

The two men were so flirtatious, naturally it was the collision of dry wood and raging fire, the four hands immediately became restless, and each other explored the mysteries of the human body on each other.

A master's move, a raging fire.The bed becomes a mountain of fire.

In the middle of the fiery foreplay, Little Furong suddenly twitched and said, "But brother, I'm only seventeen, and I'm not yet an adult..."

His mentality always felt that he was 17 years old, because he was still in the year when he fell asleep, that is... eight years ago.

The patriarch almost withered, "Brother, be more sober, you are already 25, rounding up to almost [-]!"

Patriarch: (?_??) My guilt has been incited.

Little Furong: "Ah... yes, I forgot, sorry, let's continue."

Patriarch: "..." Damn, what should I do if my wife's brain is not so good?

"Don't pretend to be tender just because you have been unconscious for eight years," the patriarch hooked the boy's chin with his finger, "Brother, I don't want to pretend to be stupid."

Tease, tease hard!Show it, show it hard!

When is it not a waste at this time? !

There are not many old people's sassy words, so use one sentence less.That's why the patriarch's tone is very contrived every time he speaks coquettishly.

But his wife, Xiao Furong, likes this kind of thing very much, even worse.

"Then I'm just pretending to be tender, do you like it?" Little Furong pouted her face, biting her attractive red lips, "Brother, huh~"

Little Furong: ε╰??? Please call me, vixen~

The high pressure in the patriarch's head rose in a straight line, and he couldn't stand being teased by the cutie. The fire in the man's body was ignited, and the fire spread rapidly. Once it burned, there would be no survivors within a hundred miles.

Damn, I'm getting old, I'm afraid my body won't be able to bear it.

There is affection between the eyebrows that seem to be smiling but not smiling, and the slightly raised corners of the mouth draw out thousands of masculine charms. At this moment, the patriarch has completely turned into a peacock courting for pleasure.

The man smiled charmingly: (?￣??￣??)??° "Baby, don't be nervous~"

Patriarch OS: (.炸.メ) So nervous, so nervous! ! !

The old man flirted with a group of people, but in fact his heart was surging into a river. He reminded himself: take it easy, be gentle, don't be too intense, and all steps have to be taken step by step.

Patriarch: (.Д.;) Hold on!I can do well!

In contrast, Little Furong is different. He is more anxious. After all, he has been sleeping for eight years, and the heat in his body cannot be released...

Little Furong: (′?ω?｀) Hurry up~~~

Once you eat meat, you are like a wolf like a tiger.

The wolf sleeping in the patriarch's soul finally fully awakened, his eyes gradually turned red, and he howled and raised his head to the sky on this full moon night.

That night, for the first time in their history, they felt the great harmony of life, the fiery temperature seemed to melt each other, and the lingering love flowed through the whole room.

Even breathing is sweet.

Harmful, tired to death.

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