Article 912

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The lights are still flowing silently. In the quiet room, Chu nightning removed the silk band of his hair, and the long hair was scattered. He didn't care, but raised his hand and covered himself with the white hair band. s eyes. Some things are probably not so shameful if you can't see them.

The ink burning is sometimes really stupid. He froze for a moment and asked, "What is the teacher doing?"

"..."

Rao is a dim candle, but still can clearly see the blood under the snow-like skin of Chu Ningchu, he bit his lower lip, and the ink burns this person, there is always a way to soften his heart in an instant , and instantly hardened.

There is almost smoke on the top of Chu nightning's head. If it is not for the silk and silk to cover the eyes, it will reduce the sense of shame, or he will be able to push the ink and slam the door out.

He was silent for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said: "If you want to do it, do it, if you don't do it, get out."

Master Mo is an honest man.

He took a moment to be surprised, and a moment to surprise.

For the rest of the good times, he devotedly used the lingering side.

The clothes were quickly removed, and the skin was exposed in the cool air of the night. Chu nightning covered his eyes and raised his chin subconsciously because he couldn't see what was happening in front of him.

This is actually very terrible. Under the lotus-white silk is a straight nose bridge, and the soft lines extend down, leading people's eyes to his lips.

On weekdays, because Chu nightning's eyes are too bright and too cold, all those who look at him will focus on the two pools of Haoyue ice and snow.

But at this time his eyes were covered, and he lost that majestic aura. So the ink burned logically and found that the lower half of his face was actually very soft, with a face with delicate lines, and very soft, pale pink lips.

Because of the loss of vision, at this moment, the lips are slightly open unconsciously, and this posture is too much like asking for a kiss. Although Mo Ran was convinced that his master had absolutely no such awareness, he still kissed it with kindness.

The wetness between the lips and teeth was entangled, and the movements on his hands did not stop. His hands with police thin calluses stroked Chu Wanning's waist and chest. After the kiss, the breath of both of them was a little short.

The ink burned against his forehead, and his voice was slightly hoarse: "Can you?"

The blindfolded man gasped deeply, and the color of his lips became more and more attractive, like a budding begonia, a very tender and thin red.

Chu Xiaoning asked, "What?"

right here, okay? "

"..."

Sometimes Chu Xiaoning would feel that although Zongshi Mo was an upright gentleman, he always acted for him, and never forced him to do things he didn't like, but in some cases, this kind of "soliciting advice" was like stepping on a fairy. All the absurd things he did add up to make him more ashamed.

Chu nightning was a little sullen: "Can you take off my clothes and ask me again?"

"Well..." In the place where Chu nightning couldn't see, the face of the ink burned a little red.

He probably also knew that he had asked something unnecessary, so he pursed his lips a little consciously, leaned in and kissed his master's side face, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry."

In response to his snort.

The ink burned no longer embarrassed him, his eyelashes moved like a butterfly, and the kiss went all the way down, from the cheek to the neck, to the collarbone, to the chest...

He could feel Chu Xiaoning's muscles tense, and his arms were unconsciously pinching the edge of the chair—he knew that Chu Xiaoning didn't like to be played with his chest excessively. Although the scar wouldn't hurt, it was always the case. It's where he was vulnerable and injured.

So he just kissed lightly on the tip of the rǔ, then leaned down and buried himself between Chu Xiaoning's legs.

He raised his head and glanced at Chu Xiaoning's nervous and stiff appearance, then leaned in, his fiery breath swept over Jin who had raised his head.

Chu Xiaoning's throat was twitching, and even though her eyes were covered, she still turned her face in shame.

"what……"

Suddenly, the genitals were caught by the youth, and his warm and moist mouth was wrapped around him. In this darkness, the stimulation by the mouth was extremely strong. It seemed that all the senses rushed to the lower body, and the spine seemed to have sparks and electricity, all the way. numb to the tip of the toes.

Chu Xiaoning leaned back slightly, biting her breath that she was caught off guard against.

But no matter how repressed it was, the erection of his genitals was honestly reflected to the young man who was leaning in his eyes. The ink burned and sucked him more and more deeply, and the tip of the tongue flexibly circled around his bell mouth and jīng body. When he pulled away, the moist saliva in the mouth had wet the angry column.

"Brother Engong..."

Chu nightning's face suddenly turned red, and he said in a low voice: "Don't call me that."

Mo Ran smiled softly, his lips were always very close to Chu Xiaoning's genitals, and he could clearly feel the air flow when he spoke.

"Okay." Mo Ran said, "I listen to the teacher."

"..."

It's better that the title of Master is more shameful, or the elder brother of the benefactor makes him more awkward.

But Chu nightning didn't have much time to think, and the wet kisses and licks invaded again. He couldn't see everything in front of him. He could only slightly open his mouth and pant under the silk belt, but he could almost Imagine the posture of burning ink, and you can imagine how the tip of the tongue licked himself.

Finally, at a deep throat eyebrow, he couldn't help reaching out, his fingertips penetrated into the ink-burning hair, and he snorted slightly: "Okay, but

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