Chapter 78： The style of that palm (2/2)
I don't know why, Su Ke even hated Wu Yiren even more than those little punks, and thought of beating him as soon as possible.
”This reward is really good!” Unconsciously, Su Ke had decided to get this reward, but another real problem came up immediately.
This task is to touch the inside of Qin Zheng's thigh yourself! What is the inside of the thigh? That's the secret of women, even the restricted area of the body. As long as you do it yourself, it must be a hooligan!
”What to do? What to do?” Su Ke now has a blank brain, and repeatedly asks himself in his heart, not knowing when to start, his eyes have once again fallen on Qin Zhengchun's leaked **, round-legged The flesh, delicate lines, wrapped in thin black silk, loosing fatty skin.
”Grumbling!” Su Ke's throat moved, and the saliva swallowed into his stomach again. The sweat in his hands grew more and more. The mineral water bottles he held were faintly showing signs of downward movement. The frequency of chest undulations exceeded the imagination and was heavy. The sound of breathing was still in my ear.
But Qin Zheng still slept peacefully, without any movement. In her early thirties, her maintenance was more decent than those of young girls, but she also had a touch of mature charm, flushed cheeks, and drunkenness.
Breathing gently, sleeping soundly, tears in the corner of the eyes have slipped, along the tall bridge of the nose onto the cheek on the other side, and finally vanished, who do you hate? This scene even made Su Ke some unconscious pity.
”Whoa!” But when I think of my task, even after I get the reward, even if I am not doing this part-time job in Fangfeiyi people, I also need to find a chance to teach Wu Yiren severely, and clenched my right fist unconsciously.
”Gently touch it, it won't wake her up!”
”Besides, I just touch it and don't do anything else!”
”Well! As long as I move fast, she may not be aware at all!”
After a thousand turns in his heart, Su Ke's face tightened and he made a decision. Qingxiu's cheeks became pale due to tension. He moved his steps carefully, even softer than the cat. His eyes kept staring at Qin Zheng's face. The expression, fortunately, she still slept soundly, without even realizing that Sucker's devil's hand had come slowly.
In just a few steps, Su Ke was tired of 25,000 miles in the Long March. Fortunately, he finally stood by the body bed, only one hand away from his target task.
The hollow lace skirt has a hem piled up at the base of the thigh, and there are some folds. Su Ke looked down at such a close distance. The boxer part of the black tights was tightly in front of his eyes. Su Ke was really afraid in the key position. I looked at it, bit my teeth, and finally reached out my hand.
The arms were trembling visibly, reaching forward and getting closer.
Twenty centimeters ---
Ten centimeters ---
One centimeter ---
Su Ke's fingers were even able to feel the faint body temperature, and suddenly a soft sensation passed from the palm of his hand to his mind, with a loud noise, his brain was blank, his legs were soft, and he almost stood unstable.