Princess too Young, Prince too Old

"Since Allen has spoken, I have to taste it all night." Zhao Jingting looked at Xie Lun's appearance, but he didn't know how to hurt. He hugged Xie Lun horizontally. On the bed, Xie Lun was so embarrassed that he didn't dare to look at him, but he kept circling his neck and let him go. Zhao Jingting's old heart was about to melt, and the hot lips were printed immediately. .

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Xie Lun is so shy, he has never been so shy, even when he first tasted love, he has never been so ashamed, but at this time, in the dazzling red, he was so shy that he couldn't let go, the more this The more excited Zhao Jingting was, he just wished to dismantle Xie Lun and eat it, but he also wished to use the gentleness of this life on Xie Lun.

That night, Zhao Jingting turned upside down. How could he not eat enough? Xie Lun was so tired that he was paralyzed in Zhao Jingting's arms. He couldn't even lift his fingers, but he couldn't bear to close his eyes. He looked at the man's healthy arms. Holding the big red bed account, he whispered to the man, "Where did you learn the little song? Why have I never heard of it?"

"I don't know where the little song is. When I was a kid, my mother was always angry, and my father sang this song to coax my mother, hey hey," Zhao Jingting said to Xie Lun, and seemed to remember the old father The stupid look in front of him, he smiled lowly, and continued, "But dad will sing such a small song, not good enough, but it is really a trick to eat all over the world, my mother Every time I listen to my dad singing this little song, no matter how big the fire goes, hey, isn't my mother quite coquettish? "

Xie Lun also laughed: "It's not this little song that works, it's your mother who really likes your father, so you never really get angry with your father."

"Oh, what Allen said is that my mother treats my father so badly. I never saw it before. I always feel that my father is not worthy of my mother, but my mother just likes my father, otherwise she won't For ten years, I like to listen to my dad sing this little song over and over again, "Zhao Jingting put together and kissed Xie Lun's lips, and said," I listened too much, naturally I will sing, but I'm sorry to sing, also I did n’t have a chance to sing. Later, when my father and mother left, I did n’t even know who to sing with. After all these years, I almost forgot. I just wanted to give you something this year. It ’s such a small song, does n’t Alan always sing for me? I want to sing for you too. ”

"I like it very much, it's addictive after listening to it," Xie Lun said, holding the man's chest, "Zhao Jingting, you have to sing to me every day, okay?"

"Okay, if you like to listen to me, sing," Zhao Jingting rubbed Xie Lun's hair, and said, "You also have to sing to me ... Sing on the bed ..." Eighteen Touches "... Ah! ! "

Xie Lun snapped on the man's chest, and when he heard the man screamed for pain, he let loose, and said fiercely, "Zhao Jingting, don't even think about it!"

"Really?" Zhao Jingting didn't smile under the skin, turned over and pinched Xie Lun's thin waist, "Alan really doesn't sing?"

Shelen was the most afraid of itching, and couldn't stand it immediately: "... I'm so tired ... giggles ... you let go! How so bad you!"

"Then sing tomorrow?" Zhao Jingting raised his eyebrows and talked to him about the conditions with ease.

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