Kiss You, Sweetheart

This little uncle is tall and big. He has a fine heart. When Bo en takes his clothes out of the bag and shakes them away, he rolls out a set of underwear.

It's white, a little bit of broken flowers. It's very rustic. There's no lace at all. I can't help it. It's the only thing in town.

Bo en wring his underwear and pouting. This little uncle's eyes are so small.

If she has no experience, she has hugged him today, and can't feel the size of her chest?

Forget it. Make do with it. It's estimated that Bo Jiayan's face was bashful when he bought this thing. He picked one and ran away.

Bo en en changed his pajamas, knelt on the bed, and Bo Jiayan was still washing in the bathroom.

Thin girl propped up her cheeks, aiming at the big bed, and the two pillows placed side by side at the head of the bed. Her heart was a little rippling.

Wait, do you really want to sleep with my little uncle?

In the heart small excited, even the stomach also excited, a gas, in the abdomen disorderly jump.

Ah, sissy!

It's not excitement, it's stomachache. The mountain rain is coming, irresistible. It is estimated that she ate mutton kebabs in the street during the day, which is not very hygienic.

"Little uncle, I need to go to the toilet." Bo en covered his stomach and jumped out of bed.

"Hold it."

Bo en en

Can we hold this matter? She's almost in her pants.

"No, I can't hold it." Bo en said as he opened the bathroom door and rushed in, half squinting. "I won't look. I promise I won't look at anything."

Even if she doesn't look, such a small bathroom, a person solution, a person bath, also very strange. So, at the moment when Bo en just rushed into the bathroom, Bo Jiayan quickly grabbed her arm and threw her out.

The speed of the action made Bo en completely unresponsive and fell on the hard floor. De'er, this fall has thrown the shit back.

Bo en en sucks the air conditioner and rubs his buttocks. This fall is really painful. Bo Jiayan doesn't save much strength at all.

Bo en's little nose was a little sour because of the pain in his butt. He couldn't help shouting at the toilet: "Bo Jiayan, I really want to go to the toilet. You think I want to peek at you! It's in the crotch! "

The door of the bathroom opened, and Bo Jiayan came out "neatly dressed". Only his washed hair was dripping with water, one by one, and he had an indescribable sexual feeling.

He took a cold look at Bo en, who was still on the ground and couldn't get up, and wiped his hair with a towel.

Will he believe her?

Bo en looked at him angrily and said: "Bo Jia Yan, you are so rough..."

Bo Jiayan's action stopped and his eyes flashed.

"Rough, rough, rough, rough..." Bo en en said, suddenly laughing, music can not suppress the hold of the stomach, "thick!"

Of course, she is talking nonsense. Just now, Bo Jiayan threw her out very quickly. In fact, she didn't see anything

Bo en'en was laughing happily, but Bo Jiayan's face was covered with clouds. The towel for wiping her hair was thrown at Bo en, covering her face that was shaking with laughter.

"Bo en, can you look like a girl! I'm your little uncle

I'm really convinced. I'll see what I should see and what I shouldn't.

What should be said, what should not be said, all of them!

Bo Enla got up from the floor with a look of disdain: "what's the matter, I don't have any thoughts. But, little uncle, do you have a ghost in your heart

Bo Jiayan pursed his mouth and did not speak. He bent over to carry the chair.