poppy beauty

A handsome man who has the upper hand when it comes to dating.

Ying Shuqing forgave him just like that, and was carried out of the car by the man, and the two of them rubbed each other's ears for a while, then entangled and got into the off-road vehicle behind.

At this moment, the body began to bump violently, up and down, up and down, left and right, like a ship fighting against a storm, floating and sinking in the sea.

The people in the car closed the door tightly, but opened the panoramic sunroof, and the two voices of different timbres blended intensely and slowly overflowed from the car.

Ying Shuqing was very happy, shouting non-stop, with joy from the heart in his voice, this state was completely different from Ying Shuqing in Shu Yan's recorder.

Ying Shuqing, who was having sex with Shen Mingyang, always had a bit of pain in her lustful voice.Although I can't help shouting and shouting at my husband when I climax, but compared with now, I lack a lot of pleasure.

In the past, when Shu Yan listened to Ying Shuqing's voice, he focused too much on his own feelings, but ignored the emotions coming from the other party's voice. Until now, he didn't know that Ying Shuqing in the recorder was suffering, but Ying Shuqing in front of her is really enjoying sex.

Shu Yan was extremely jealous.

He also wanted to bring Ying Shuqing a sexual carnival, and he also wanted to hear Ying Shuqing moan in comfort under the collision of his body.

He even wanted to call him baby, to soothe his loneliness with his mouth, to surrender to his feet, and to get an appreciative kiss.

Shu Yan hid in the woods, the rustling sound of the night wind blowing through the forest overlapped with his excited heartbeat.

Strong jealousy oppressed Shu Yan's body, squeezing his chest, making him short of breath and difficult to breathe.He felt that he was just like the demonized protagonist in the comics, who couldn't get what he wanted, and gradually gave birth to demons, as if being burned by a raging fire, suffering so much that life would be better than death.

The blood in his body was boiling in the fire of desire, Shu Yan leaned against a thick tree, his fingers scratched deep finger marks on the rough tree trunk, the skin of his bare fingertips was worn out, just a little Blood oozes out.

He suddenly thought of the bottle of medicine, like a man at the end of the road, and suddenly remembered that he still had a rusty knife.

This is his chance, his chance to survive a desperate situation.

Shu Yan took several deep breaths to completely stabilize his emotions that were about to lose control.He advised himself that impulsiveness will only lead to bad things, and patience and restraint are what a wise person should do.

The two men in the car were still brazenly entangled their limbs, sweating profusely in the tide of emotion, completely unaware that the scene tonight had been fully seen by everyone.Shu Yan left the car in the parking lot, and under the cover of night, he walked through the woods with a cat, and sprinted away from the path on one side, leaving Pingjiao Park.

Shu Yan returned to the villa area, threw the muddy shoes into the public garbage, and ran home barefoot.He took a hot bath to wash away the chill of the autumn night from his body, then got into bed, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

He was really sleepy, physically and mentally exhausted, but what happened tonight made his mind messy and noisy, so that he had several upside-down dreams in a row.He didn't know the plot of the last dream, he only knew that he was running aimlessly in a dark and messy long alley.

At the end of the run, a car suddenly appeared. He got into the car and saw Ying Shuqing.Ying Shuqing reached out and hugged him in his arms, pressing his warm chest against his face.

He heard Ying Shuqing's heartbeat, and heard Ying Shuqing ask himself: "Do you want it?"

"think."

Shu Yan was entangled with Ying Shuqing in a dream, but when he woke up, his arms were empty, but his underwear was wet with semen.

The sound of pattering rain outside the window floated into his ears, from blurred to clear, making Shu Yan gradually wake up in reality.He sat up from the bed, his heart was full of disappointment, the person in the dream was like the mist on a rainy day, he could clearly see it, but couldn't touch it with his hands.

Shu Yan got up listlessly to wash up, then dragged his limp body out of the room, when he went downstairs, he saw Aunt Li exiting Ying Shuqing's room.He subconsciously slowed down, met Aunt Li at the top of the stairs, and asked her, "Aunt Li, is Uncle in the room?"

"Yes." Aunt Li replied, "Mr. Ying is not feeling well, let me cook some stomach-warming porridge and send it to his room."

Shu Yan pretended to nod casually, and walked downstairs with Aunt Li.It was already lunch time, Aunt Li asked him what he would like to eat, Shu Yan said without thinking, "Let's eat some porridge with my uncle."

Aunt Li turned around and went to the kitchen to cook porridge. Shu Yan walked into the garden and released Bell from the dog house.It was still raining in the sky, but Bell was having fun on the big lawn of the garden without hesitation. Shu Yan deliberately guided him with a dog toy, making Bell roll continuously on the ground, and the long golden fur was immediately covered with muddy water.

Shu Yan kept the bottle of medicine in his trouser pocket. After playing with Bell, he walked back to the dining room, sat at the dining table and played with his mobile phone while waiting for dinner.

After Aunt Li cooked the porridge, she put it on the table, and served Ying Shuqing with another bowl. Shu Yan lied that he had something to ask his uncle, and took the plate with the porridge bowl and a cold dish from Aunt Li. Take it in your hand.

Shu Yan put two pills in Ying Shuqing's porridge, double the dose from last time. He stirred it with a spoon for a long time until the white pills completely melted in the porridge, and then went upstairs with confidence.

The second time he gave Ying Shuqing the medicine, Shu Yan became less nervous and more excited.He knocked on the door of my uncle's room calmly and walked in with a plate of food.

Ying Shuqing had worked hard all night yesterday, and at this moment she was still sleeping on the large and soft double bed.When he heard someone coming in, he poked his head out from under the dark gray quilt, stared sleepily at the person for a while, and then said softly in a hoarse voice:

"It's Xiao Yan."

Shu Yan nodded, put the food plate on the table beside him, didn't ask extra words, just looked at the ruddy Ying Shuqing with a smile, and said very gently:

"Uncle, remember to eat this porridge while it's hot."

Xu Shi had a cool breeze last night, and Shu Yan had a nasal sound when he spoke. His voice was originally soft and soft, but now it sounds even more obvious.

Ying Shuqing looked at this particularly likable child and smiled, and got up and got out of bed after he went out.After he went to the bathroom to wash up, he walked slowly to the table and sat down, reached out to pick up the steaming porridge, and slowly put it into his mouth with a spoon.