can i love you

The air conditioner in the car was fully turned on, making it comfortable and comfortable. Maoqun changed his posture, but he didn't want to take his eyes off Deng Feng.

"Xiaofeng, I can't tell that you are quite strong." Maoqun smiled and patted Deng Feng's back lightly.

"Oh, I don't dare to compare myself with Uncle Qiao. Look at your body, I feel ashamed." Deng Feng bowed.

"Hey, that's it, Uncle has practiced it, look at these muscles." Maoqun squeezed his biceps, looking like an old urchin.

"Yes, yes, you are always a god. You see, this whole abdominal muscle is really handy." Deng Feng patted Maoqun's belly with a smile, teasing leisurely.

"Crack" Maoqun patted Deng Feng's salty pig's hand. "Hmph, this whole abdominal muscle is very interesting." As he spoke, he lifted the corner of his clothes.

In broad daylight, he even provoked good women and men!This behavior is outrageous.I saw Maoqun's lower abdomen was flat and strong, and his navel was lying in the eye-catching curly hair, opening and closing.The most alluring thing is the black forest, which feels like it is about to burst into ink.Deng Feng's eyes were straightened.Last night, he was so blind, he didn't observe Uncle Qiao's body very carefully at all, but today he feasted his eyes.

Maoqun chuckled. To be honest, he was very satisfied with Deng Feng's reaction. It is a rare affirmation that his body can be fascinated by his lover.Thinking of pulling down the clothes, covering her slightly fat belly.

Deng Feng finally came to his senses, only to find that Mao Qun had a smirk on his face.There was a fever on his face, and he sat upright.There was a sudden silence in the car.

"Haha, why are you so shy! Little villains are also shy." Maoqun couldn't help laughing.

"Old and unscrupulous, who cares." Deng Feng was a little anxious after being hit.

"Well, the baby is angry? Do you want me to touch it again?" Maoqun narrowed his eyes and murmured.I love this little boy in my heart, and there is a kind of paternal love overflowing.

"Baby or something, it's disgusting. But I won't refuse to touch my belly." Deng Feng's eyes sparkled.

"Touch it, it's all yours." Maoqun looked at Deng Feng lovingly.

This kind of scrutiny made Deng Feng feel embarrassed, and couldn't find a place to start. "Forget it, the old man has nothing to touch."

"Baby, touch it." Maoqun was a little disappointed.

"Don't touch." Deng Feng was determined.

"Okay, did you dislike the old man so soon?" Mao Qun's current state was like Brother Xiao Sa's "Draw a circle and curse you".

"..." Deng Feng was impressed again, because of Uncle Qiao's cuteness and uninhibitedness.Stretch out your hand to pinch the tactile belly, "It really feels like it."

"Comfortable." Maoqun narrowed his eyes. "Hey, did you talk nonsense when you were drunk that day?"

"What." Deng Feng was in a state of being, and did not hear Maoqun's words clearly.

"I said, when you were helped back by the squad leader, did you say anything nonsense? Such small ears are not easy to use." Maoqun pretended to be contemptuous.

Yue Zihua?Deng Feng thought, he is a comrade, doesn't Uncle Qiao know? "Huh? No, Uncle, let me tell you something."

"Let's talk!" Deng Feng comforted him very comfortably, and Mao Qun was a little confused now.

"Actually, Uncle Yue is also a comrade." Deng Feng teased Maoqun's belly button.

"..." Mao Qun's eyes widened with shock. "You...don't talk nonsense."

"Forget it if you don't believe me, I'm talking nonsense? We met in Fleeting Years, and he took the initiative to strike up a conversation with me." Deng Feng stopped what he was doing.

"This..." Mao Qun obviously hadn't recovered yet. "Then you told us about us?"

"Well, I said a little bit! What's the matter?"

"Hey! It's nothing!" Unexpectedly, unexpectedly, the squad leader would be a comrade!This news is really against the sky.Seeing Maoqun's dignified expression, Deng Feng was aroused. "Tell me, what's the matter? Could it be..."

Mao Qun was attracted by Deng Feng's tone. "Could it be what?"

"Did he sexually harass you?"

"Little bastard."

(PS: It’s unreasonable, unscientific, how can a man be so handsome, alas. "Job to Job" Beijing Modern Communication Company, Li Mengxia. I’ll go, this guy is clearly the white horse of comrades Prince. Alas, I am crazy.)