foster father （18+）

17. Are you satisfied

Chen Xin frowned, "Do you think this is very interesting?" "

Chen Ying Ying raised her hand, wiped his nose with a wet tissue in her hand, and said calmly: "You are stained with gray here. "

Chen Xin was silent, and had nothing to refute her for a while, so she sat there and let Chen Ying Ying wipe her, her eyes wandering elsewhere, not looking at her.

Chen Ying Ying felt secretly cool in her heart: Did you just make love to yourself, did you make love to yourself or did you make love to yourself? She was a little proud, and she couldn't help but get closer again. There was only a palm distance between the two of them. She didn't think it was enough, so she pretended to blow her breath, as if there was a stain that was hard to wipe.

The girl's breath sprayed onto Chen Xin 's face, with the aromas of cherries and mint, which was the smell of her toothpaste.

"Have you wiped enough? " Chen Xin asked, bowing his head to avoid her continued touching and teasing, but inadvertently saw a pair of breasts still holding the pipa under the girl's wide collar.

The small two pieces of soft meat, obediently locked themselves in the red and white polka dot bra, were so lovable.

Chen Ying Ying couldn't answer the question: "Why do you always avoid my eyes?" "

Chen Xin raised her head and looked at a small face that was so close to her that she didn't apply fanfandel. She saw that her eyes were glowing, twinkling and twinkling, and the stars in the sky were also overshadowed in front of her.

I don't know if it was to prove that he didn't avoid her eyes, or that he was fascinated by the girl, Chen Xin just stared at her without blinking. Zhu's lips opened and closed in front of him, he could no longer hear what she was talking about, and he approached the little pink thing suspiciously.

But when he almost touched her lips, Chen Xin suddenly woke up.

What is he doing? What is he doing! He stopped and wanted to go back.

However, Chen Ying Ying did not allow him to hesitate. She put her arms around his neck, closed her eyes and lowered her head to kiss.

Her kiss was clumsy, her tongue went on a rampage in his mouth without any rules, but the taste was particularly tempting. The taste is as if the newly ripe cherries have been peeled off, and the soft flesh surrounds his lips and tongue. The tip of the tongue is faintly sweet and has a sentimental taste. Even Chen Xin , who prides himself on being high and self-sustaining Chen Xin , has also fallen.

With the little tongue in his mouth, he sucked tirelessly, bit her lips lightly, and ate the cherries one by one. Compared with Chen Ying Ying 's rampage, his kiss was restrained, not in a hurry for a while, but induced her to step by step, one by one, one by one, this isa feeling that Chen Ying Ying has never experienced before, as if she took the sweetest bite of watermelon when the swing reached the highest point.And it was the iced watermelon that had just been taken out of the refrigerator, and it was dipped in cream ice cream. It was so sweet, as if she was about to fly into the sky in the next second.

Chen Ying Ying carefully followed Chen Xin 's appearance, but in the end her tongue couldn't help scurrying in his mouth, turning clouds and rain, as if to swallow his tongue into her abdomen.

At this time, Chen Xin 's heart was already surging, and there were stormy waves.

Just when Chen Ying Ying fell into his arms and let him ask for it, the kiss stopped abruptly.

Chen Xin let her go, her tone was extremely cold: "Are you satisfied with the current situation?" "

Chen Ying Ying 's mood has ups and downs like a roller coaster. The last second is heaven, but the next second is so cold.

She didn't understand.