Senior, please forgive me!don't pull my skirt

I didn't expect him to do this kind of thing to me while Yuan Ye's phone was still on. At this moment, I was stunned for a moment, and then I reached out to push his hand.

"Huaihuai, don't move!" Mu Junchen suddenly said to me in a deep voice, leaning forward, and said seriously, "If you move around, then the structure diagram I just drew will be useless. You have to throw it away, the canvas is precious, don’t waste it, be obedient, just lie down and don’t move around, I’ll just touch it for a while.”

I really didn't dare to move anymore, I was a little scared, one was because of his cloudy expression, and the other was because he had a tiger face and told me that canvas was very expensive.I don't know how expensive a painting cloth can be, but if Mu Junchen can say it's expensive, it should be really expensive.

"What did you do to my wife?! Mu Junchen, you sonless bastard!" Yuan Ye yelled on the phone.

"Yuan Ye, don't talk, just listen."

Mu Junchen lowered his hand again, groping down from my waist, roughly rubbed a few times on the most fleshy part of my body, then turned his hand over, and gently covered my handle which was in a soft state at the moment, and started to play with it. .

He is too familiar with me, just a few times, Xiao Luhuai has a tendency to raise his head.

I was lying on the sofa, helpless and impatient. I didn't know what was going on right now. I subconsciously wanted to get up. Mu Junchen fiddled with his hands very skillfully. I was instantly shocked and limp on the sofa. Couldn't get up.

"Huaihuai, call me."

Mu Junchen lowered his head and kissed my nose, then kissed my cheek, chin, and rubbed the tip of his nose against my neck.

I grabbed the shirt that only covered a little of the key parts of my body: "Mu Junchen...don't do this..."

Mu Junchen suddenly bit my Adam's apple hard: "No, I am your boyfriend now, called husband."

On the other end of the phone, Yuan Ye exploded in an instant: "Fuck|Your mother! Are you together? When I confessed to Lu Huai, you were still his brother! What the hell do you have to let him call you that?! Are you serious? Do you like him? You fucking saw that I was going to chase Lu Huai and you got anxious and wanted to protect the flesh around your mouth! You are a real beast! You still pretend to be a good fucking person!"

"Call quickly." Mu Junchen ignored Yuan Ye on the phone, but moved vigorously with his hands.

No man can stand this kind of torture, but I don't want to bark, I don't want to be forced to bark like this, as if I have no feelings.

I bit my lip and endured, even physiological tears came out of the corners of my eyes, and I couldn't help curling my legs.

But Mu Junchen said: "I said don't move, why are you disobedient? Keep the original posture, call your husband, and stop when you call me."

I really can't do it anymore, I have to ejaculate if I continue, Yuan Ye is still listening on the phone, thinking about it, I have the urge to jump off the building, endured the resistance in my heart, looked at Mu Junchen with tears in my eyes, and squeezed A voice came out: "Husband..."

Mu Junchen finally withdrew his hand, Yuan Ye's side was completely silent, and finally scolded Mu Junchen like a beast, and hung up the phone.

"I'll change your number tomorrow." Mu Junchen got up, went back to the easel, and continued to draw.

I was lying on the sofa, with a thin layer of sweat on my body, and the leather sofa was a little sticky. I panted slowly, and looked down at the tent with ribs on the shirt between my crotches.

Yuan Ye has hung up the phone, so Mu Junchen can't finish his sex with me before leaving?What dog boyfriend?

I was a little dazed, a little dazed, and a little angry.Why was I stunned by Mu Junchen just now?I can't figure it out.

"Huaihuai, put your hands back where they were just now, one on your stomach and the other on the armrest." Mu Junchen acted as if nothing had happened, his tone returned to his previous gentleness, and he raised his hand to me. With the requirements of being a model.

I listened to what he said, put my hands in the corresponding positions, glanced at the small tent between my legs, pointed to Mu Junchen and asked, "Should this be restored to the way it was before?"

Mu Junchen: "I'll paint there after your reaction subsides. It doesn't matter if you wait."

"I'd better deal with it now." I groped into the shirt directly, and started fighting in front of Mu Junchen. With the feeling accumulated in Mu Junchen's hands before, it was over soon.

"The clothes are dirty, where do I put them?" I grabbed his shirt and wiped myself carefully and asked him.

Mu Junchen's entire face was flushed, but his tone remained the same: "Just throw it on the ground."

The shirt was thrown on the floor, and I lay naked, with one leg resting on the armrest and the other bent on the sofa.

Then I heard Mu Junchen say: "Change your hands, try putting them on your chest."

I put my hand on my chest.

He said let me put it on my stomach.

I put it back on my stomach, and he said to let me put it again, and slowly moved my hand down the chest to let him see which position is most suitable.

"You can just tell me to touch yourself?" I said suddenly, as if the words came out of my mouth uncontrollably, "What else do you want to see me perform, husband?"