Xiang Yiqing felt that all blood vessels in his body were about to explode.

However, this **** little girl was still twisting his **** in front of him, doing all kinds of tricks to tempt him.

"Kiss first."

Wearing a pink silk suspender dress, he scratched his head in front of Xiang Yiqing, Xin Xiaoxiao bent over, soft lips, and gently kissed Xiang Yiqing's forehead.

Maybe it's because she wears too little, her lips are cold, and the feeling is thin, like a stroke on the apex of Xiang Yiqing's heart.

His heart trembled, Xin Xiaoxiao still bent over to look at him, and he could see the scenery on her chest when he lowered his eyes.

day!

If this continues, he must have a nosebleed, this **** girl...

If you want to go, can you hurry up?

Or let him go, he will make her unforgettable forever.

"It's better to wear pink. After all, I'm still a loli. The pink one is more suitable for my age." Xin Xiaoxiao said as she bent over and sat down on the edge of the bed.

After sitting down, she slowly lay down, lying sideways next to Xiang Yiqing, holding her head with one hand, her figure charming.

She didn't have makeup, just put on lipstick, which was very **** red.

A slight bend, the enchanting grace of indescribable.

And with her posture at this moment, most of her chest is exposed, although there is no C and no D, but the size is large enough to arouse the desire of men.

Especially like her brother Xiang.

Xiang Yiqing was completely on fire, unable to break the rope that bound him, and unable to speak, so he could only convey his meaning to Xin Xiaoxiao by stubbornly.

His face was red, and the veins on his forehead were faintly bulging. Xiang Yiqing thought he was very angry now, pouting his mouth, and said softly, "It's useless to be angry. I'll order you today."

As she said, she put her hand on Xiang Yiqing's place, tentatively, and raised an eyebrow at him jokingly, "It seems that you want it too, but you say no, but your body is honest."

Xiang Yiqing: "..."

Xin Xiaoxiao, do you dare to let go of Laozi?

He never thought that Xiang Yiqing was a domineering president, but he wouldn't have been **** with a yellow-haired girl to play SM, right?

If this matter spreads to Qi Helian and Ji Chicheng's ears, it may be enough for them to laugh for a lifetime.

Xin Xiaoxiao ignored Xiang Yiqing’s struggle and continued to talk to herself, "Tonight you are wearing my favorite white shirt. I have imagined countless times that you will unbutton your buttons one by one and touch your whole body. ."

As she said, she moved her hand to Xiang Yiqing's upper body and moved it to his neckline. With long fingers, the tip of the finger was under Xiang Yiqing's chin and gently stroked.

Xiang Yiqing was almost unable to withstand it somewhere.

Xin Xiaoxiao, are you still a girl?

Xiang Yiqing cursed Xin Xiaoxiao in his heart.

Normal men can't say such shameless words.

But for her behavior, love and hate annexation.

"Brother Xiang!"

Suddenly, Xin Xiaoxiao stretched his hand into Xiang Yiqing's clothes, soft little hands, delicate palms, on his upper body, caressing wantonly.

It's... terrible.

Xiang Yiqing's entire body seemed to be congested instantly, and all the nerves were tense.

He really couldn't stand it anymore, he felt that liquid was about to flow out of his nose.

He sniffed quickly and looked at Xin Xiaoxiao with pleading eyes.

Xiaoxiao, let go of me, okay?