Hello, Mr. School Prince

Her figure is very good, which reminded him of the scenes he had been together before.

Her taste is so ecstasy.

Although he was pregnant only a few times, the feeling of bone addiction was enough to make him unforgettable.

As I thought about it, my throat felt a little dry, and my body was a bit strange.

Wang Jiaohua was frowning uncomfortably, and she saw his face close at hand when she looked up.

A bit more mature than I remember, but more handsome and attractive.

The eyes of the two were glued together, and the carriage was very quiet, so quiet that only each other's heartbeat and breathing could be heard.

The face was very close, and the breath that came out directly hit the opponent's face.

The ambiguous atmosphere slowly spread.

Fang Jiming suddenly approached, with chilly lips, gently falling on her delicate lips.

Like a dragonfly, it will be divided as soon as possible, for fear of her being angry.

However, Wang Jiaohua was drunk and dim, her head was blank, and she couldn't turn around at all.

Her face was a little blank, dull and cute.

Seeing that she was not angry, Fang Jiming dared to enlarge it a bit and kissed it directly.

"Jiaojiao, Jiaojiao."

"I miss you so much..."

Wang Jiaohua was dazed and confused.

The drunkenness surged, and she couldn't turn her mind.

I just feel that this scene is very familiar, and it hurts her heart.

Unconsciously, tears flowed down.

He didn't know how to place his hands, suddenly clinging to his neck, and instinctively began to respond.

Feeling her cooperation, Fang Jiming was ecstatic.

Reached out, unfastened her seat belt, and put the seat down.

Compressed her body and devoted herself to it.

His hands moved more restlessly around her body. He was already familiar with her body, and he could bring a cluster of flames wherever he went.

Soon, Wang Jiaohua became a little intolerable.

Fang Jiming tried to untie her clothes, but she still didn't respond.

He increased his movements again.

"Jiaojiao, I love you." I really love loving you.

What is the difference between this period without her and the dead.

The familiar temperature and familiar feeling made the heat wave in his chest, almost bursting out of his chest.

Wang Jiaohua was really drunk, and she didn't know that she was misled.

She is very familiar with Fang Jiming's touch.

Familiar to no precautions.

It wasn't until the chest cold that her bewildered head became a little sober.

I felt a fluffy thing rubbing against her neck, as if someone was biting her neck.

She raised her head, and the cool night breeze blew in from the open car window, taking away the hint of wine.

Realizing what she was doing at the moment, she suddenly woke up.

The drunkenness just now was completely shocked.

Pushing Fang Jiming's head away, she hurriedly pulled over the clothes, covering her body.

He put his hands tightly on his chest and looked at the man who was still pressing on him with a flustered look.

Oh my god.

How could she do such a thing.

Especially seeing the sentiment that had already surged in Fang Jiming's eyes, she was even more embarrassed.

Shame and regret.

She has a boyfriend now, how could she still have trouble with her ex-husband, and...