Chapter 1611 (1/2)

Xia Ling lay lazily on the rattan chair, closed her eyes and just took a milk rose petal bath. She was so comfortable that she was going to sleep.

Hearing the footsteps coming over, she said, ”aunt, the moisturizer is on the bed cabinet. Please wipe it for me.”

Xuanying reached out and picked up the lotion.

He poured the lotion into the palm of his hand and gently covered her bare back.

Her whole body was soft and there was no bone inside. Her greasy white delicate muscles were like silk. He would get rid of them if he touched them.

As soon as Xuanying breathed tightly, the raised man's throat rolled up and down twice, and his mouth was dry.

It is undeniable that Xia Ling is a special object in both face and figure. In the past, she was the number one in a Jiao's room. The girls there are the most valuable. Therefore, the mother there will take good care of them and teach some private ways to keep fresh, which can hook away the souls of men.

Xia Ling didn't pick up guests. Something big happened on the day of her 18-year-old adult ceremony, but she grew up in that environment, so her face and body shape are unmatched by other women.

Xuanying's two broad palms covered her beautiful back and gently massage and smear it away.

Xia Ling thinks aunt a's palm is so rough. It's all cocoons, but aunt a works all year round. It's understandable.

Aunt a's technique was very good, and Xia Ling was very comfortable.

The room was very quiet. Xuanying naturally heard her voice, soft and charming

Xuanying felt hot under his nose and seemed to have nosebleed.

He didn't control his strength, and his big palm squeezed heavily in her concave waist.

Xia Ling felt some pain. She opened her eyes and turned her head to look, ”aunt, what's the matter with you... Ah!”

Xia Ling looked at Xuanying in shock and sat up from the rattan chair, ”how... How are you?”

Xia Ling pulled the blanket and covered her body. She didn't expect that it was not aunt a, but him.

Why did he break in?

It was found that Xuanying's glass and ink eyes fell on her palm sized little face. She had just taken a bath. Her little face was pink and moist. The red lips below were delicate and beautiful, making people want to taste it.

Xuanying thinks she looks better as she grows.

”Lingling, I...”

”Get out! Get out of here!”

Xia Ling thought that his two big palms swam wantonly on her beautiful back. The delicate muscles just rubbed by him had a layer of pink particles. She jumped off the rattan chair with her bare feet and ran directly to the door.

”Auntie! Auntie!”

Listening to her cry, Xuanying hurried after her and covered her mouth from behind. ”Lingling, don't shout.”

Xia Ling struggled hard, and her soft body twisted uneasily in his broad and hard arms.

Xuanying couldn't stand it. He stretched out his healthy arm and hooped her willow waist, hugged her hard into his arms, buried Jun's face in her hair, and sniffed her fragrant fragrance. His voice was hoarse and said, ”Lingling, Lingling, don't cry, don't cry again.”

Xia Ling didn't move, because she felt his hard muscles and burning body temperature through his thin clothes.

There was a mirror in front. Xia Ling clearly saw herself and him in it. His tall body held her in her arms, beautiful and lingering.

Xia Ling trembled like a PU fan, then stretched out his small hand and picked off his big palm.

”Silver face king, I won't cry. You can let me go.”

Xuanying took a steady breath and slowly loosened the soft body in her arms, ”Lingling, come with me.”

Xia Ling turned around, and his beautiful eyes fell on his handsome face. A circle of green slag appeared on his firm jaw. The man in military green trousers and military boots looked very wild and man.

”Silver faced king, you broke into my room to take me away? Why did you take me away?”

”You...”