Chapter 193： (1/2)

Sounds reasonable.

But in fact, at least 99% of the time, He An was closing his eyes to enjoy the pleasure, without even looking out the window.

Zheng Feiyu could not laugh or cry.

"Okay, listen to you, listen to you all in bed." He leaned back and straightened He An, and asked, "Are you comfortable?"

"Well, it's comfortable ... I like it ... deeper ... the innermost one will meet ..."

He An opened his mouth just to chant, to say one thing, forget one thing, and he didn't know what he was talking about when he was confused. If it was recorded and replayed, it would be enough that he would be so angry and dying a hundred times when he was sober. However, now he is relaxing, his consciousness is floating, and he is sinking into the throbbing throbbing pleasure of the back acupoint, while shaking the sexual organs in front of him, he is too tired and lazy. When he reaches halfway, his arms fall down weakly. Aside.

"Hida ..."

He raised his eyelids and looked pitifully at Zheng Feiyu.

Zheng Feiyu had no way to take him, so he had to wait together and hold his light-colored stalks into the palm of his hand, moving gently with the rhythm of his waist. He An was just satisfied, closed his eyes, and regained comfortably.

The snow was thick and the clouds were not so bright, and it was still gray at more than seven o'clock.

Zheng Feiyu looked down from the second floor and suddenly noticed Zhou Yi's figure. Zhou Qi used to go to bed early and get up early in Qiongshan Mansion. At this moment, yawning and holding a broom into the courtyard seemed to be preparing to clear the snow.

From her perspective, when she looked up, she could see He An's white naked back on the second floor bay window.

The young master and young lady at home are going through estrus. Anyone who wants to come will be curious and can't help but look around-not this second, but also the next.

Zheng Feiyu then leaned down and spoke a word against He An's ear.

"... who? ... what did you see ... see ..."

He An fainted for a while, suddenly reacted to the meaning of this remark, opened his eyes blankly, caught Zheng Fei's neck in panic, and struggled to escape from the window.

Zheng Fei's plan was subdued, and he was anxiously fished up. Holding it in a vertical position and crossing the waist, this position pushed the device into a very deep place, and He An screamed in his neck. He was flushed, his ears were hot, his eyes were out of focus, and he hung on Zheng Feiyu's body.

"Don't break, don't break ... slow down ... oh ..."

He An desperately slammed his fist on Zheng Fei's back, and supported his shoulder with his elbow, trying to support his body a little higher. Zheng Feiyu was very bad. Not only did he not give him a boost, the bumps became worse, he also deliberately extended the distance and walked around the bedroom for two times.