Panda's Road to Internet Celebrity

Pei Xiuran blocked more than half of the hot water from the shower, An Ning's hair was wetly stuck to his forehead, the white was whiter, and the black was blacker.

He was not wearing any clothes, and the hot water snaked down his neck, like drops of water condensing on the glass. The scenery was very attractive.

Pei Xiuran's eyes suddenly darkened, and the mouth biting An Ning's neck slowly moved down, and his hands also moved down from the back along the spine, slowly rubbing, with full hints.

"Hmm..." An Ning swallowed the slightest groan, and the temperature from the neck was different from the hot water, with the unique slippery feeling of the tongue, completely different from the tongue with barbs.

An Ning's eyes widened in disbelief, but all he could see was the delicately decorated ceiling and the steaming heat, nothing else at all.

His thinking began to gradually become chaotic. After the fur of the stuffed animal was licked, the tingling feeling was like smoking marijuana from the spine all the way up, and he wanted to hum comfortably.

Pei Xiuran seemed to be in love with his neck, kissed him twice, licked him twice, and after tossing for a long time, he asked in a hoarse voice: "Is it comfortable for Qiuqiu to lick you or for me to lick you?"

An Ning: "..." There seems to be something wrong with this rhythm, An Ning seems to have grasped something, but fell into the pleasure of being licked drowsily again.

Pei Xiuran bit him dissatisfied, leaving a shallow tooth mark on his neck. An Ning struggled a bit, but was held down by his backhand, lowered her head, and kissed An Ning intimately at the tooth mark twice. The corner of the mouth: "Tell me, is it comfortable for Qiuqiu to lick you or for me to lick you?"

Is this the rhythm of not giving up until you can't ask the answer?

An Ning supported Pei Xiu and then clenched and opened the hands on the back, opened and clenched, tangled up.

But from a technical point of view, Pei Xiuran is really inferior to Qiuqiu. After all, Qiuqiu has been used to licking since childhood, and he is very proficient in business, which is incomparable to a half-way monk like Pei Xiuran.

But this is a matter of a man's dignity. If he tells the truth, I'm afraid he won't be able to get out of the bathroom alive tonight.

But his hesitation obviously angered Pei Xiuran. With his left hand, he pulled An Ning a little closer. His face was full of dissatisfaction, and he frowned and asked, "Is this question so difficult to answer?"

After finishing speaking, before An Ning could react, he held Xiao Gungun, leaned on the ground, and greeted Xiao Gungun directly with hot lips and tongue down the collarbone, passing through the lower abdomen.

The muscles of An Ning's whole body were stiff, and this feeling could not be described as exaggerated, almost dying.

One minute later, An Ning disarmed and surrendered. Her whole body was limp, her eyes looked extra moist from the steam, her cheeks were flushed, and she looked full of spring.

Pei Xiuran rinsed his mouth, straightened up and glanced at him with a half-smile: "It's still as fast as before."

After finishing speaking, he hurriedly kissed An Ning comfortingly before his hair exploded, and pressed his whole body tightly, and said ambiguously: "Now it's my turn."

It's self-evident when it's his turn, An Ning is limply held in Pei Xiuran's arms, his big palms caress down, cross the lower body, and stop at an indescribable position.

An Ning, who was immersed in the orgasm, let Pei Xiuran move. Although it was a bit uncomfortable at first, she didn't feel unbearable. It would be a big deal to be a finger-pointing.

Pei Xiuran was sweating profusely, and his breathing became heavy, but it was the first time for both of them, he wanted to take his time, at least not to hurt An Ning.

The time passed by 1 minute, 2 minutes, and 10 minutes. An Ning went from nervousness at the beginning, to relaxation later, and now to boredom. She was teased by Pei Xiuran's ex and fell asleep, lying on the bathroom glass in boredom, and Qiuqiu on the sink stared wide-eyed.

A hole was dug under the door of the bathroom for Qiuqiu to go in and out. In order to facilitate it to go to the toilet, it is usually used by Qiuqiu. Pei Xiuran would not use this bathroom, but today the situation is special, so he chose this bathroom out of the principle of proximity. Unexpectedly, he was followed by the curious Qiuqiu.

A play that is not suitable for children is being staged in the glass room of the shower. Outside the glass room, a kitten is watching the show with its head tilted curiously.

An Ning waved away the water vapor condensed on the glass with his hand, and his vision became clear immediately. He made a funny face at Qiuqiu, and Qiuqiu tilted his head in a cute show, and stretched out his paw at him.

"Roll, how do you feel?" Pei Xiuran's breath was unsteady, and when he looked up, he met An Ning's clear eyes.

peaceful:"……"

Pei Xiuran: "..."

Is there anything more painful than "I struggle on my boyfriend, but the boyfriend doesn't feel anything"?

No!

Pei Xiuran felt as if he had been splashed with cold water, and immediately lost all interest, and followed An Ning's gaze to see Qiuqiu...

Needless to say anything, it's all tears.

Pei Xiuran was full of depression and had nowhere to vent, so he wrapped himself in a towel and left the bathroom.

An Ning was stunned immediately, he exchanged glances with Qiu Qiu and then chased after him. Although he didn't know what happened, he knew that Pei Xiuran was angry and had to coax him.

In the room, Pei Xiuran was lying on his side with his back to the door, his body was covered with a quilt, his hair hadn't been dried yet, and it looked extra moist under the dim light.

An Ning walked over quietly, took off her shoes and climbed onto the bed, and faced Pei Xiuran face to face, looked at him with a pair of moist eyes, and asked flatteringly, "Chu Ci, are you angry?"

Pei Xiuran didn't speak, and looked at An Ning and said, "No."

If he hadn't turned his back when he said this, An Ning would have believed it.