Chapter 120 (2/2)

”You dare to be bad.” Fang Shishi saw through his intention and grasped his ear to express coquettishly.

”I'm such a simple person.” Tang Zheng said with a bad smile.

”Well, I used to be cheated by your simplicity. You are such a villain.” The tone of Fang's poem is hasty, ”hurry up, or I will twist your ear.”

”Twist it, twist my ear off, and I'm reluctant to get up.” Said Tang Zheng, with all his bad energy.

Fang Shishi reluctantly put down his hand and lost the battle: ”I really can't help you.”

”Hey, what we didn't finish last time, you promised me to continue.”

Fang Shishi immediately remembered the last time he tasted the intimacy in that small room, his heart pounded and his cheeks were blushing.

”Villain, you still remember this.”

”Remember, of course, how can you forget such an important thing.” Tang Zhengli said of course.

Fang Shishi's breathing was involuntarily rapid, and her body began to feel hot and soft. She said with shame, ”I sweat all over, but I can't.”

”It's OK. I'll sweat later anyway.”

”You It's terrible. ” Fang's poems are helpless.

”Listen, whose heart rate is faster, heart rate betrays the real idea.” Tang Zheng put his ears on her chest.

Fang Shishi hurriedly wants to break away from him. When he stands up, he seems to press his upper body on his face. Can Tang Zheng let go of this great opportunity? His face is pressed hard on it, and its shape has changed.

”Ah!”

Fang Shishi sends out a suppressed scream, but he doesn't know that there is a strong temptation in the scream. Once Tang Zheng's hand is tight, the two people's bodies are tightly attached.

”Of course, we should have a good celebration when we move to a new house.” Tang Zheng looks up and looks at each other. The two faces are almost together.

Both eyes are full of deep feelings. Fang's poems are almost melting in his eyes. Not only his body is soft, but also his heart is soft.

Two mouth slowly kiss together, familiar taste, familiar feeling from the bottom of their hearts.

”Let's go to bed.” Tang Zheng picked her up and walked to the bedroom.

Fang Shishi leaned his head on his shoulder, bit his lips and said, ”Grandpa will come back.”

”Grandpa said it would take two hours to come back? It's early. ” Tang Zheng is not willing to give up halfway this time.

”Well, you have been planning for a long time.” Fang poetry is coquettish and hateful.

”Haha, how can I? I'm very pure.” Tang Zheng laughs badly.

”Pure you big head.” Fang Shishi knocked him on the forehead.

Tang Zheng gently put her on the bed, the concave and convex body immediately appeared, let his eyes some straight.

”Take him, boy.” Said tianchanzi.

”One way.” Tang Zheng quickly seals him, so that he won't be given a chance to play for free.

The two were entangled. Tang Zheng's hands were dishonest and he began to attack the city. Fang Shishi's clothes retreated one by one. In a moment, only one bra was left on his upper body.

Tang Zheng's eyes almost erupted fire. His body temperature, which had been rising a little, suddenly increased. The Qi began to restless in the vein.

It's a pity that such a beautiful scenery is blocked, so I want to untie my bra in a hurry, but I can't do it after a long time.

Poop!

Fang Shishi looked at his embarrassment and couldn't help laughing.

Tang Zheng blushed awkwardly and said angrily, ”for the first time, for the first time, I'm not familiar with it. I really don't know how to solve it.”

Fang Shishi took a glance at her. She had a myriad of styles. She reached behind her and gently untied them. The beautiful scenery was unfolded in front of Tang Zheng at a glance.

Gollum!

Tang Zheng swallowed hard.

”A fool.” Fang's poems are both shy and sweet, but she sees a strong love in the eyes of her lover. She plucks up her courage and straightens her chest.

Tang Zheng, like a hungry wolf, jumped on it and was turned over by the waves, playing a wonderful note.

A moment later, Tang Zheng's real Qi was boiling like boiling water. His body temperature rose like a burning iron.

However, Fang Shishi had no feeling, half narrowed his eyes, bit his lips, blushed, full of shame and satisfaction.Tang Zheng is like a runaway wild horse galloping on the prairie, enjoying his youth.

The power of pure Yin has been continuously transferred from the body of Fang's poems to his body. This power of pure Yin is just like the essence. It can't be separated from the thick one. When it wanders within his channels, it is in contact with the boiling Qi in an instant.

The boiling Qi is like a irascible child who meets his relatives, becomes docile and thrives under the warm comfort.

The Qi in the nine main meridians swished upward, from four inches and six minutes to seven minutes and eight minutes There seems to be no end.

[author's aside]: Chapter two! Weak say, in fact, I am very pure, you say right?