White Mantou and Miss Black Suit

Stop controlling!

If you can't control it, don't control it!

Just because of this brief sentence, a certain impulse that had been lurking in Murphy for 30 years but had never been known to her burst out.

It is difficult to describe that feeling in detail, as if a volcano that had been silent for many years suddenly erupted, and hot magma could not wait to flow in all directions.It is also like a bottle of champagne that is full of gas after being shaken desperately. The moment the cork is opened, the long-suppressed wine rushes out of the bottle.

"Xiaorou, are you afraid?" Mo Fei rubbed Chen Yirou's head and asked softly, she longed to hold the person in front of her tightly in her arms, and ignite her with her passion like magma, but what happened It was too sudden, and Murphy still couldn't believe it, and asked cautiously.

"Afraid." Chen Yirou's face was stained with a little water, and as she nodded, it slowly slid down and fell into the pair of clavicle sockets of suitable depth, "But, as long as you are there... nothing is good I'm scared."

Such a sweet mouth!How could someone speak of love so naturally and beautifully!

No wonder Murphy had the illusion that he had fallen into a sugar bowl every time his lips and teeth met.

Leaning slightly, he tasted the wonderful taste that is rare in this world again. The feeling was so deep that he couldn't stop tasting it. Mo Fei shifted his weight to the knee of his right leg, and unconsciously approached Chen Yirou.

Get closer, get closer.

Chen Yirou explored Mo Fei's mouth jerky, wrapped her hands around her waist, wrapped her long hair on her back, and stroked her thin back along the strand of hair.

The consciousness became weaker and weaker as the palm moved, but the senses became clearer and clearer. Chen Yirou only felt that there was an unfamiliar force in her body controlling her.It is like a ferocious beast that has been imprisoned for more than [-] years. Now it has broken free from the cage. It is so hungry that it just wants to pounce on the prey desperately, to entangle, to possess, and to taste without sparing any effort.

Breathing became rapid, and there seemed to be a raging fire in Chen Yirou's chest, and under Murphy's enthusiastic response, the flame gradually moved down in her body, and was replaced by another, more unfamiliar fire. a feeling of.

Chen Yirou didn't know how to describe it. To be precise, it was the part that would make her roll all over the floor in pain every month during her menstruation. It was not good, but definitely not bad.

"Xiaorou." Murphy let go of Chen Yirou who was scurrying under him like a small animal, with a faint blush on his face due to difficulty breathing.

"Why?" Chen Yirou stared at Murphy's red and swollen lips in a daze, and when she opened her mouth to hear her dry and hoarse voice, she was completely dazed.

Mo Fei didn't speak, but supported his arm with one hand, pushed away the soap foam floating on Chen Yirou's body, and looked up and down at the fresh and white body underwater.

Chen Yirou didn't dare to hear herself making that weird voice again, her face turned red, she put her legs together, and put her hands lightly on her chest.

Mo Fei watched her move, and Chen Yirou's face turned red to the extreme under his gaze, and suddenly burst out laughing.

Just now, the kiss made her lips hurt, but now she is still shy.

"Take it away." She whispered in Chen Yirou's ear, her lips slipped past her ear pinnae, where the temperature was extremely hot.

Chen Yirou shivered, very strangely, there seemed to be something moving in the part that felt wrong before.

"I showed it to you generously..." Mo Fei pressed Chen Yirou's wrist and pressed it against his chest, "If you want to touch it, you can."

"I, I..." Chen Yirou forgot that she was covering her chest with her hands, and she was speechless just looking at her hands being placed on Mo Fei's chest. There was a soft and full feeling in the palm of her hand, although it was not big, it made her feel Chen Yirou felt at ease.

She didn't admit that she wanted to touch her. It was Murphy who took the initiative to put her breasts in his hands.

While Chen Yirou was staring at the opponent's body, she also let the opponent take the opportunity to take a closer look at her own body.

"Xiao Rou." Murphy called her softly again.

"Hmm..." Chen Yirou made a swallowing movement, she stared at Mo Fei's chest for a long time, and felt that the ball in her hand was soft and delicious.

"You've grown up." Murphy suddenly sighed.

"Huh?" Chen Yirou followed Murphy's fixed gaze, and looked down at her chest.

Immediately knew what the hell Murphy was feeling!Chen Yirou was so ashamed that she quickly stood up from the bathtub, clutched her chest and rushed to the door.

"Xiao Rou!" Mo Fei quickly grabbed her, and slowly pressed his chest against her back.

Surrounded by Murphy's body temperature, Chen Yirou didn't have the strength to escape at all, let alone...she didn't really want to escape.

What's more...the other party's two balls of softness pressed against his back, how could Chen Yirou be willing to part before he finished recollecting the touch?

"Do you know... how long did I wait for a bite of steamed bun?" Murphy behind him spoke emotionally.

"I'll wait for you..." Chen Yirou was very moved, but suddenly stopped.

I have been waiting for you to eat this steamed bun for eight years.

When the words came to his lips, he realized that the steamed bun that Mo Fei said was not the steamed bun he said.

The hand of the man behind him wrapped around Chen Yirou's waist, climbing up like a vine, and attached to her chest without anyone noticing.

Chen Yirou felt that her chest and heart were held in the palm of Mo Fei's hands, unable to beat, and her entire blood circulation system was in a state of strike.

"Otherwise, it's okay to eat steamed buns with red dates..."

Chen Yirou felt Murphy's hot and humid breath next to her ear, and all she heard was the words she said to herself before.

"Is it cold?" Murphy hugged Chen Yirou even tighter.

"A little..." Chen Yirou was actually hot enough to explode.

Mo Fei pulled the towel on one side, and gently wiped Chen Yirou's hair.

"I'll do it myself..." Chen Yirou was a little embarrassed, Mo Fei...why didn't she continue?

Mo Fei glanced at her with a smile, without saying a word, then helped her wipe off the little foam she brought out of the bathtub, and finally wiped it on himself casually.

"Xiaorou..." Mo Fei rubbed Chen Yirou's half-dry hair, "Would you like to be mine?"

Her expression suddenly became solemn and serious, but her tone of questioning Chen Yirou was still extremely gentle.

Chen Yirou stared at her in a daze for a long time, she was a little crazy about such a Murphy.

"I can't promise how long it will last forever, but as long as you want, I will never leave you...I will treat you well and love you with all my strength..."

"Murphy." Chen Yirou interrupted her suddenly. Although she really wanted to hear her confession, don't you think it's inappropriate for two people to stand naked together and only talk about love?

There should be more important things to do.

"I invite you to eat steamed buns with red dates." Chen Yirou didn't dare to look at her, and was so ashamed that she felt hot all over.

"Ah..." Is this an invitation?

"Hurry up, or I'll regret it." Chen Yirou covered her face with a heroic attitude.

After clearing the clouds and mists, we can see the sun, and the steamed buns will be released at the end of eight years.

Mo Fei was not in a hurry to eat, she kissed Chen Yirou's red and hot earlobe, and whispered: "Go to bed... eat slowly... eh?"

"Bed?" Chen Yirou lay barefoot on her big bed under Mo Fei's guidance.

The pure cotton sheets rubbed against her skin, which was completely different from the feeling of being surrounded by warm water in the bathtub before. Chen Yirou preferred to lie on the bed, and she could even pull the quilt around her to hide her shame.

"Hiss..." The red dates had entered her mouth, and Chen Yirou almost yelled.

What a strange feeling!Chen Yirou couldn't help trembling slightly, as if there were bursts of electric current running crazily in his body.

Murphy's lips stuck to the bright red spot, and asked cautiously: "Did I hurt you?"

"No..." Chen Yirou spoke with difficulty.

"That's it?" Mo Fei stretched out the tip of his tongue and swept it lightly, but Chen Yirou frowned again.

"It turns out that my Xiaorou is comfortable." Mo Fei deliberately pressed Chen Yirou's side face, put his mouth next to her ear, and said every word.

"No...no." Chen Yirou refused to admit it, but her hands were uncontrollably scratching on the bed. Her body swelled under Mo Fei's kiss and touch. She felt at a loss, as if she had a deep feeling. Desire, but do not know exactly what to long for.

"No?" Mo Fei went to taste the sweetness and fragrance of the red dates again, nibbling his teeth on the plump steamed bun, which made Chen Yirou want to cry but dare not.

"Xiao Rou, you can call if you want, the sound insulation in the house is very good." She stared at Chen Yirou's eyes, those big eyes had lost their focus.

"I...ah..." Chen Yirou clenched her thighs and finally cried out.

"Does it hurt?" Murphy touched her inner thigh, but this made Chen Yirou move a lot.

Chen Yirou shook her head, clutching the pillow tightly with her hands, refusing to let go.

"Xiaorou..." Murphy kissed her lower abdomen little by little, "Look at you...the sheets are all soaked by you."

"I..." Chen Yirou couldn't understand what Mo Fei meant by "drenched", and she didn't want to ask, the feeling in her body almost made her cry, "I don't want to watch it!"

"Okay, don't look at it." Mo Fei coaxed her, "Xiaorou, wait for me to finish it."

"What are you doing?" Chen Yirou asked crying.

"Cut your nails." Murphy turned on the bedside lamp.

"Why did you cut it?" Chen Yirou asked again.

Mo Fei found a nail clipper from the bedside table, and carefully trimmed the middle finger: "Otherwise, it hurts my little Rou, wouldn't it be a sin for me?"

"Oh..." Chen Yirou put her face on Murphy's shoulder and rubbed it.

Mo Fei turned to look at her with a smile: "What's wrong? Are you scared?"

When Chen Yirou was about to die, she still wanted to save face, so she snorted: "No."

Murphy stretched out the five fingers of his right hand and checked them carefully under the light. He felt that the length was short enough, so he put the nail clippers back and continued to search in the bedside table.

"What are you looking for?" Seeing that Mo Fei had finished cutting her nails, Chen Yirou rolled over and lay down on her back nervously, but she didn't see that she wanted to come and love her.

"Well..." Murphy faltered, looking for something a little manic.

Chen Yirou turned to look at her curiously, Mo Fei pouted, looked up from Chen Yirou's angle, and met the most important part at a glance.

guilt guilt...

Chen Yirou's beautiful eyes met her eyes, and she quickly looked away, repeating these two words silently in her heart, but she calmed down and thought about it... She didn't mean to go to see Murphy, she pouted and turned her back to It's my fault if I don't get seen.

Why so guilty?Chen Yirou sneaked another glance. Mo Fei had already touched her place, but she was just looking at it. What could be wrong?

Thinking of this, Chen Yirou looked at him again with peace of mind. It was strange to say that he was a pure, upright and good young man who would feel unbearable even watching a small movie, but now he had endless curiosity and desire for Murphy's body.

It's love that makes you like this.

Otherwise, why does such a shy thing like papapa have a cute name called /love?Because love has to be done, and the more you do it, the more you love it.

The grass on both sides of the ditch of unknown depth, under the light, Chen Yirou could still see the dots of glitter on the grass, like clear dewdrops at dawn.

what is that?Chen Yirou stepped forward to touch her with a studious spirit.

Mo Fei was unaware of Chen Yirou's movements behind her. She found the finger cot hidden a long time ago in the depths of the drawer. She had a hunch that it would be useful one day, and she did not make a mistake...

Thinking about it, Murphy unpacked it and smiled contentedly.

Chen Yirou only dared to lightly touch the crystals on the surface of the grass with her fingertips, and had no intention of alarming Mo Fei.

It was the first time in his life that Murphy put the fingertip on the middle finger of his right hand, so nervous. With a pair of exceptionally long hands, he finally had the day to do his best.Excited, she quickly turned to face Chen Yirou.

Hey?

A force suddenly pressed on Chen Yirou's finger, she watched her index finger disappear into the grass and fell into the ditch.

Mo Fei held up her middle finger with a glove on, her face turned pale, she looked under herself, and then at Chen Yirou's innocent face with her mouth flattened, she wanted to cry without tears.

"I didn't do it on purpose..." Chen Yirou didn't dare to act rashly, her fingertips squeezed into a certain hot and humid space, she couldn't move forward, and retreated...not very willingly.

Murphy said nothing with a bitter face, maintaining this posture.

"Sister Fei..." Chen Yirou went to kiss her face, with a flattering tone, "What's wrong with you?"

"It hurts..." Mo Fei supported the head of the bed, obviously weak when he spoke.

"Then I...take it out?" Chen Yirou said, retreating half an inch.

"Don't!" Mo Fei said hastily, gritting his teeth, "Why quit after you've all gone in!"

"Oh..." Chen Yirou didn't understand what to do next, so she humbly asked for advice, "Then what should I do next?"

"Move it..." Mo Fei gasped in pain, although Chen Yirou's small hands were not big, and his skin was delicate and smooth, but the first time he went in, it was unexpectedly painful beyond imagination.

Chen Yirou obeyed obediently, with a layer of cold sweat secreting from nervousness on her forehead.

"It's too tight to move."

"Then what should we do?" How could Murphy answer such a question.

"Relax." Chen Yirou tried to break into the deep water area.

"Hiss..." The pain was mixed with some unstoppable elements. Gradually, the pain seemed to be less obvious and was replaced by the latter.

At this moment, Chen Yirou stopped moving.

"What's wrong?" Murphy asked, leaning on her shoulder.

"Sister Fei...you're bleeding." Chen Yirou's voice trembled, she was very flustered.

Murphy subconsciously rubbed his nose and let out a sigh: "Silly boy, no nosebleed."

Chen Yirou shook her head vigorously: "It's not the nosebleed, it's the bottom, the bottom is bleeding."