On purpose, she undid the three buttons of her blouse, her beautiful collarbone was moist and smooth under the light, half covered by the pink fabric.

"How can you apply medicine to me without taking off your clothes?"

She was unreasonable: "I asked you to buy me water, but who asked you to buy me mango juice? You caused me to become like this. You must be responsible for me."

Shen Qiaoxi was half-sitting on the bed, her black hair was loosely draped over her shoulders, and then slipped down from her shoulders again, covering the gentle crevice.

It seems that tonight, she has decided to eat him.

Can't escape, it's better to enjoy.

"Do you know how to apply the medicine?" Shen Qiaoxi knelt on the bed but an arm's length away from him, and she taught him, "Take off your clothes first."

The moonlight came in through the window, and she was in the trap, acting as a bait, reaching out to the prey, waiting for him to catch her and step into the trap.

Mu Yao stood in a place where the moonlight could not reach, sighed softly, and stepped forward to hold her hand.

His hands were dry and warm, with thin calluses on his knuckles, left over from long-term drawing and tattoo tools.

Not ugly at all.

Shen Qiaoxi likes it very much, these are a pair of hands that can make people elevate|氵朝|.

His heart trembled, and he turned back and held him coldly and slenderly, pulling Mu Yao to her side.

Her hand was so soft, it was also in his palm, giving him the illusion that it was about to melt away at any time.

After all, his body temperature has already boiled and burst.

The soft hand that could melt away silently shook it, and looked at it secretly, more seductive than a goblin.

Mu Yao was dazzled by her, so he sat down on the bed with that little strength.

Shen Qiaoxi looked into his eyes, so close that even the eyelashes could be seen clearly, seeing that he didn't hide, the end of her eyes curled up, and she smiled sweetly.

"Can you unbutton others?"

He sits, she kneels.

The half-unbuttoned button was presented to the eyes, within reach.

After a long time, Mu Yao replied, "Yes."

"Then help me untie it."

"it is good."

He moved in an orderly manner, first he helped Shen Qiaoxi pull back the hair hanging in front of her back, and he released the white button from the seam.

like a lock.

The lock was unlocked, and the door was hidden in the darkness.

The door, which is as thin as a sheet of paper, can be pushed open little by little without any effort or creaking noise.

It's very strange, it was obviously a very lustful thing, but when it fell on Mu Yao, it changed qualitatively and became sacred and solemn.

"The doctor said, every place should be painted, Brother Yaoyao, not one of them is allowed."

Shen Qiaoxi picked up the ointment on the table and put it in Mu Yao's hand.

She tilted her head and smiled: "I accidentally threw the cotton swab, brother Yaoyao, you can use your hands."

Because of this, Mu Yao's hand stopped for a moment. This is not a trap, but a bottomless pit.

You never know where the end of being teased is.

The body kept falling, falling.

Although, the idea of ​​destroying her was still growing crazily, but every time he endured it, his heart ached.

But it is as sweet as it is.

Fu 乚|White ointment with a faint smell of Chinese herbal medicine.

Squeeze it on your fingertips, it's as cool as mint.

I don't know if it's because Shen Qiaoxi is too coquettish or it's a trick to play tricks on him.

Mu Yao touched the ointment with his fingers and said that the ointment was too cold, it made her itchy, and when she was about to wipe it evenly, she cried and said it was uncomfortable, and he made her itchy even more.

"Blow me on."

The rash on the heart is the most serious, and it is really difficult to take medicine.

He is a man.

It is the man who was taught by her what is|grace|desire.

Mu Yao looked at her still wet eyelashes.

Squeezing his throat, he said as calmly as possible: "Endure."

Lowering his head slightly, he could clearly see the small blue blood vessels on her body.

The skin under his hands was so soft that it just fit his fingertips into it.

The delicate skin made his heart itch.

The tip of the knife slides along the blood vessels, all he needs to do is open his mouth and press against the lower end of the knife edge, letting the blood slide along the tongue and into the throat cavity.

"Baby, what do you want to do?"

A playful voice woke him up.

Mu Yao fixed his eyes and pressed the pink cloth with his fingertips.

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