All the speechlessness just now disappeared, Zhou Qiao felt soft when he was scratched, and he compromised again.

Lu Hanxiao moved out half of the bed, then opened his hands to her, "I want to hug her."

"Okay. Hug it." Zhou Qiao lay next to him, then leaned slightly, and his hands naturally surrounded Lu Hanxiao's waist.

Lu Hanxiao nodded contentedly and looked at her, "Can you go down your hands more? The two abdominal muscles below are the ones I am most satisfied with, and I must share them with you."

Zhou Qiao laughed out loud and teased him, "What else do you have never shown?"

Lu Hanxiao: "There are so many." He thought about it and felt a little embarrassed, "I was afraid that you would hit me if I said it."

Zhou Qiao didn't think much, "Hmm?"

"My body is full of treasures, especially the best ones below." Lu Hanxiao revealed his true feelings.

Zhou Qiao reacted and sat up straight, and after hearing this, he really wanted to dance.

Lu Hanxiao smiled and looked sad, "I promised to sleep with me and escape within ten seconds."

Zhou Qiao was so angry that he lost his temper by this Lu family, so he had to do it directly.

"Damn, itchy me!" One of Lu Hanxiao's weaknesses was that she was particularly afraid of itching. At this moment, she curled into a ball and hid with a smile. Zhou Qiao leaned forward, and the two of them beat into little Mahua'er. Unconsciously, their posture changed. She was half lying and half sitting on Lu Hanxiao.

Lu Hanxiao reacted first, changed the subject and suddenly said, "You like this posture."

Zhou Qiao was stunned, and his fist was raised in the air and had not yet been retracted.

Lu Hanxiao was so calm that he put his hands on the back of his head and looked at her with a smile: "At the beginning, it was a woman and a man, and my girl tasted very strong."

Zhou Qiao was wearing shorts with her thighs, Lu Hanxiao's clothes were still open, her skin was tightly fit, and every cell was clamoring for fire.

She was busy thinking about it, but Lu Hanxiao hooked her arm, "I still want to run when I come up?"

Zhou Qiao was trembling all over by his deliberate voice. At this moment, Lu Hanxiao, although his tone was soft, his eyes were deep and dyed, and he let his desire quietly open the gate.

He is a thirty-year-old man, and some things have been absent for too long.

Lu Hanxiao's hand moved down from Zhou Qiao's arm, and then moved to her soft waist and made a heavy hoop. With the strength, Zhou Qiao was directly pressed by him to sit in the middle of her abdomen.

Lu Hanxiao raised his eyebrows very slutty and pretended to think, "What's the name of this posture?"

“…”

Calling your boyfriend is a stinky hooligan.

"Ah, I understand." Lu Hanxiao's pair of peach blossom eyes raised up and said softly: "This is called - come up and move yourself."
Chapter completed!