Chapter 1291： Special care ward tune An Wenxin (2/2)
On the doorstep, An Wenxin stopped, hesitated for a moment, and hurriedly walked out.
”Maybe her impression of me will change.”
Looking at the full and moving shadows, Tianlong sighed with a mockery. For this mature and glamorous woman, Tianlong’s love is not only, but also pity.
When she first entered the door, Tianlong used her eyes to explore the secrets of her heart, loneliness, loneliness, and hidden deep. The colors are bright and red, which is the expression of extreme desire. However, Tianlong discovered that she was not a woman with a debauchery. Otherwise, she was glamorous and sexy, and she did not know how many excellent men could find her.
Being able to endure the body is not something that everyone can do.
People are full of animals, and each one is difficult to control. Greed, appetite, and desire, Christianity has set seven sins to bind the believers. But these dogmas can't bind everyone, just like corrupt officials, knowing that greed will be punished to a certain extent, but there are still many people who greedy the law and trample on the law. An Wenxin is able to keep himself as jade, which is very rare.
If I can really enjoy her with her...
Thinking of the woman towering white, the tight and tight dress tightly wrapped in tight skirts, and the silky and delicate white silk legs, Tianlong only feels dry mouth, itchy, how can not sleep.
An Wenxin? Anya heart? Is it the sister? Why did Laozi want to pretend to be a gentleman? Looking at the big tent that was supported under the blanket, Tianlong sat up from the bed and walked toward the door.
”Call...call...”
An Wenxin leaned against the wall and gasped for a long time. Until now, her heart was still beating vigorously. Her mind kept circling the young pity and affectionate eyes, reminiscent of the moment when the heart was sour. Hemp's instigation.
How come...how can this be, how do I...have a feeling for this little satyr...
The illusion is definitely an illusion! This **** is so abominable, so lascivious, how can I... will like him, and... and I am a teenager, he is definitely impossible...
An Wenxin touched his face and felt that his face was as hot as boiling water, and his heart was even more ashamed. Suddenly, she remembered the previous kiss, no, no impurities, only pure pity and love, and the last time on the bus is full of violent and hot kisses, it is confusing and exciting.
If... If this little satyr is not so lascivious, it’s really good, at least... at least it’s pretty fun...
Just as An Wenxin was thinking about it, a soft door lock twisted and heard, and then Tian Long came out of the ward.
”what!”
An Wenxin exclaimed, panicked and said: ”You... what are you doing?”
Tianlong was also shocked. He turned his head and saw that An Wenxin was leaning against the wall of the corridor and was looking at himself with a look of surprise. Tianlong did not expect that she did not leave, and asked in amazement: ”Sister Wen Xin, you... how are you standing here?”
”me…”
Looking at the eyes of the younger inquiries, An Wenxin felt that the secret in her heart seemed to be pierced, her heart and liver slammed, her face became more rosy, and her nervousness was overwhelmed. After a few seconds, An Wenxin said arrogantly: ”I... I am standing here and what, I want you to manage!”
Tianlong smiled slightly, stepped forward, staring at her face, and jokingly asked: ”Why is Wen Xin, how is your face so red? Is it thinking about something ulterior?”
”You are nonsense!”
An Wenxin flustered and said: ”Just... just inside is boring, I... I am out to breathe.”
”Then how do you look very nervous.”
Tianlong looked down at her face, then looked down and stared at the ups and downs of the breath.
For a moment, Tianlong’s is all right. An Wenxin's **** are tall and strong, and the two groups of white flowers are exposed, and a deep sulcus is squeezed out, with the rapid breathing ups and downs. The continuous wave of milk directly makes the population dry and bloody.
Noticing the fiery eyes of Tianlong, An Wenxin hurryed to his chest and shouted with anger: ”You...you are really a little wolf!”
After you turn around, you will leave.
Tianlong is slightly embarrassed, and quickly catch up, and please explain: ”Good sister, don't go, I am not intentional! Really, don't be angry, I am very sad to see my sister angry.”
”Humph!”
An Wen Xin snorted and didn't look at him. He ignored his face.
”Sister, I didn't mean it.”
Tianlong said nervously: ”The main thing is... mainly my sister is so charming, I can't help myself... I just watched it. Really, I don't mean anything else.”
”You still said!”
Seeing his explicit bones, An Wenxin glared at the apricot eyes, and was ashamed and angry, his face flushed.
”Okay, okay, I won't say it, don't be angry with your sister, don't ignore me, okay?”
Tianlong took out the stalker's ability and said good things in a row. ”My sister's angry looks are good-looking, but I still like to see you laughing. I feel happy when I see you laughing.”
Listening to him stupidly saying good words, An Wenxin did not know how sweet a heart. Perhaps it is because no one has ever succumbed to himself for a long time, perhaps because of the sincere attitude of the young. In short, these clumsy and unskillful words feel extraordinarily beautiful.
This little satyr, why is it always so embarrassing...