The Little Midnight Bride

Gu Xiaoyao cursed secretly, her eyes kept rolling, she couldn't wait for Master Di to deal with her, she had already seen the way he dealt with her, it would make her little neck hurt for several days , Even deep throat breathing feels hoarse and uncomfortable. (web www>

Immediately, Gu Xiaoyao changed from passive to active, stretched out two arms, and took the initiative to put them on his neck, and put her small lips on it.

Young Master Di was obviously not mentally prepared, but he just smiled lightly, staring at her with a bit of inquiry in his eyes, and asked without her pressed lips: "Gu Xiaoyao, what do you want to do?"

"Trying to calm your anger. If you don't like me talking, the big deal is that I won't talk about it in the future." She answered honestly, weighing it in her heart, sacrificing a kiss is better than being pinched by his neck.

When Di Shao heard such words, he really wanted to tell her that he originally wanted to put out the fire in this way. [

However, he obviously had no intention of telling her at the moment, instead he became a little interested and smiled lowly: "Oh, I didn't know that you still have the function of Wang Laoji."

"What's the function of Wanglaoji?" Gu Xiaoyao raised his head high and asked for advice very seriously.

"It means to put out the fire." Di Shao replied lightly, then closed his eyes, and said, "Kiss me, let me try, can you calm down my anger, if you can't, then you are ready to be punished by me prepared in my heart."

He closed his eyes happily, half-threateningly, the anger in his heart had been extinguished by her sudden action just now, it's a pity that Gu Xiaoyao didn't know, and was trying hard to rescue himself at this moment.

"Master, I promise to satisfy you." Gu Xiaoyao secretly heaved a sigh of relief, pecked her lips, and smiled obsequiously.

"Hurry up, my patience is limited." Young Master Di urged.

Gu Xiaoyao hurriedly pressed his lips again. Although she doesn't have much experience, she has a strong ability to imitate.

Immediately, I imagined the picture of Di Shao kissing her forcibly on weekdays, and then imitating his movements, pushing him against the wall. In my heart, I suddenly thought of something funny, and laughed: Hehe, now, I It's the attack, you're the shou, let's see how I deal with you!

Isn't it just a forced kiss?Isn't it just a domineering kiss like a beast?I have never eaten pork, and I have never seen a pig run, so I pressed it against my lips regardless.