Pingdou pear

In the attic, Jiang Meng sat on the big glazed platform in front of the glass window...

A few hazy candlesticks were lit in the room, flickering to illuminate the layout here...

There were originally dozens of pots of potted plants in the house, and at the end of autumn, Dou Jiao took the trouble to move the pots to the small warm room in the courtyard.

The greenhouse occupies the left side of the courtyard. From where Jiang Meng is now, he can still clearly see the warm light from the two small windows of the greenhouse, and the snowflakes fluttering down...

Jiang Meng is sure that under Dou Jiao's careful care, there must be a lot of vitality in there.

The heavy snow outside the window has become much smaller than before the meal, but it has added a bit of slowness...Compared to the self-satisfied and graceful at that time, it is more leisurely now.

The sky has darkened a little, and it is in harmony with the color of the room.

Jiang Meng was wearing off-white card-waisted cotton trousers and was leaning halfway against the window frame behind him with his bare arms, with a square pillow sandwiched between them, which was quite comfortable.

Jiang Meng raised his upper body and lifted Dou Jiao, who was nestled in his arms, and stroked the child's hairy head with his big hands, listening to the complaints that had been accumulated for several months coming out of that small mouth: "What... Sister Meng disappeared. ...

: "The club leader doesn't know what he's always busy with, he can't find anyone...

: "I don't know if it's my illusion. Dou Jiao always feels that the student president is looking at me. How should I put it? Hmm, swords and swords? Enthusiasm...

Jiang Meng smiled and spoiled...

Dou Jiao, a silly boy, wonders if the president treats him...

In the end, I was afraid that I was being self-indulgent and embarrassed to speak out.In front of Jiang Meng, he couldn't tell why...

Jiang Meng didn't care too much, it wasn't that he was too reassured about his own children, but that Jiang Meng didn't dare to agree with the student council president's stuffy taste! !

In the silent night, the child smacked his lips without water as he said...the lips were so dry and chapped.Just thinking about getting up to get a glass of water to drink, but the person under him has no eyes, let’s not talk about it .

Jiang Meng was always in a dazed state, and he listened seriously at first.When I fixed my gaze on the body, the child's small mouths were moderately thick and fleshy when biting...

The little tongue that hides in the inside appears and disappears from time to time, the little cheeks that bulge out at every turn when talking about excitement, and the big eyes are watery...

The child and I are home cotton trousers of the same color, and unlike Jiang Meng's frame, which can be hung loosely on the hip bones, they are tied to his own willow waist to prevent slipping.

The spine on the back protrudes... It looks very thin, but it feels very good to the touch.The child's waist is very soft, as soft as a woman's...

On the bed, the two calves rest on Jiang Meng's broad shoulders, allowing the body to bend down to the bottom, just like fudge! !

Follow what Jiang Meng wants to do.No sugar.

Jiang Meng has never been able to tolerate a child lying in his arms for an hour, and he has not done anything so determined, so it is not Jiang Meng.What's more, this little brat is still staring at me lewdly...

Jiang Meng picked up the corner of the sinus, let the child nestle in his neck, bowed his head, and took a bite to moisten the child's dry mouth...

Patiently licking the water...Jiang Meng hooked his overflowing saliva and passed it one by one...

Dou Jiao's little chair has long been unwilling to be lonely and hooked his waist, tilted his head...it's too slippery and delicate, the feeling of tongue glued together is really wonderful...especially this person is still your love! ! !

It's very wonderful, Miao Dou Jiao just wants to stay in this moment forever, without outside interference, only herself and Ah Meng.

Jiang Meng thought a little bit longer, but he was half-hearted, and it would not be too late to stop when the children entered below...

Such is the typical contrast between man and woman in loving lovers.

A romantic prick, a realistic hate.hehe……

The child worked very hard to respond to Jiang Meng's more aggressive kisses. In the past, Jiang Meng always took the initiative. As long as Dou Jiao takes the initiative, Jiang Meng will definitely make the child too tired to keep his mouth shut. Sour.

To be honest, Dou Jiao still can't keep up with others.

Jiang Meng's tongue scoured Dou Jiao's mouth fieryly, the root of his tongue scraped this place viciously, and the tip of his tongue followed by a light lick at the next moment, as if to soothe...feed him one bite at a time.

The child also allowed. They sucked urgently, their chins were covered with the sticky wetness after the kiss, Jiang Meng's slightly raised beauty tip was close to the child, and his big hands kept kneading Looking at the buttocks with the corners of the sinuses up like the tip of her own beauty, she loosened the elastic band for the child and stuck her big hand in. The middle finger ran along the buttocks, deep and shallow for a while...

Jiang Meng originally half hugged Dou Jiao, and the child raised his head to kiss the person next to him. Jiang Meng raised Dou Jiao's chin with one free hand, and his mouth moved more and more agitatedly, which made Jiang Meng subconsciously think about the whole thing. The son held the child down until Dou Jiao was pillowed between Jiang Meng's legs, and the infatuated Jiang Meng realized that he was not a flat child, but a double fold...

Then I sighed how the child's waist is so soft?

Like a rubber band, you can toss it as you like, how did you get here, why does it hurt so much?

It so happened that Dou Jiao's soft tongue avoided Jiang Meng's big tongue's continuous bombardment at this moment, and Dou Xiaotong just slipped into Jiang Meng's mouth along the small slit between his lips.Just sucking on saliva...

Jiang Meng's back was sore and sore, he kept thinking that at most he fucked a child five or so times, and he fucked it over and over several times like that, the crying child...

In the end, it was Jiang Meng who was so distressed that he withdrew and brought his own child's hand to comfort him.

At that time, it was not like it is now afterward. Really, it is getting more and more fucked up...

Jiang Meng relaxed and let Dou Jiao take full control, tempted to prop up his upper body and let the child come back with him, so as to relieve his old stiff waist...

Dou Jiao was in the mood for kissing, and now he was very dissatisfied with this kind of dodging retreat, biting down on Jiang Meng's thin lips immediately left a row of deep red teeth marks.

The little thing is not happy... Jiang Meng thought cheerfully.

With a big hand raised, the two returned to their original positions, Dou Jiao raised his head and his lips never parted for even a moment, Jiang Meng pulled out the square pillow on the back with his backhand and threw it out...

Holding the baby, he went out to lie flat, until the back of Jiang Meng's head was completely against the wall.The little person in her arms covered her body instead, just like the two people's favorite sleeping position...

A big black bear with a fine bean lying on its chest...

Jiang Meng didn't move at all, only his subordinates repeated the expansion movement over and over again...

The mouth is wide open, and Dou Xiaotong pokes the cat's balls inside.

Gently like a feather brushing, very itchy, similar to intentional or unintentional teasing.Dou Jiao's malicious lips did not come close to Jiang Meng, leaving only Dou Xiaotong hooking Jiang Datong, entangled in the air, saliva dripping down Jiang Meng's beautiful tip along Dou Jiao's unclosable mouth.

The child also seemed to understand the meaning of Jiang Meng's inaction, so he boldly embarked on a journey of being attacked...

Needless to say, the length of the glazed platform, the length of a wall is its body length... the width is about enough to accommodate Jiang Meng alone, if only there is a sinus corner, there will be plenty of room for everyone, it is true that there was not so much in the past It's wide, but Dou Jiao raised a huge pot of Clivia that year, and only one big flower will grow in a year, which looks like a cannibal flower! ! !

It's not fragrant, but it's very flamboyant.

Dou Jiao looked at the countertop, even if it could accommodate it, he was sure that one day he would go home and see the tragedy of Clivia's body and the countertop broken in two.

After thinking about it, Dou Jiao decided to knock down the previous platform by himself according to the tutorial of getting started with decoration, and repaired it with cement, percussion drill, and knife, just like this, the colored glaze that is twice as wide as it is now tower.

At that time, neither he nor Jiang Meng thought that this would indirectly become the best place for the two of them to have fun and love in the future.

There was snow outside the window, and the sky was dark.