What does this man want to do? She's going crazy, OK!

But the man didn't say a word from beginning to end, as if he didn't notice the woman's dilemma at all, but Chang Cong couldn't believe the man's appearance!

Often porridge can only try their best to pressure gas, reduce the body above the reaction, so as not to let the situation become more embarrassing, that is not good.

"You... Are you better or not?" I don't know how long it took, so long that Chang Cong almost thought his blood had begun to boil, but the man still didn't respond. He was so angry that Chang Cong asked directly.

The man smelled speech slightly raised the corner of his mouth, just because his back was facing Chang Cong, she couldn't find it.

"Can't tease too hard, otherwise this little woman is afraid to blow hair." Feng Ting Mo's mind flashed over and silently released Chang Cong.

In fact, the time they hugged each other was not long, and it might not be more than two minutes before and after. It was just because Chang felt uncomfortable in his heart, and he was a little nervous after being sealed, that he felt that the time was extending infinitely.

It's not that you're tired of sealing the court. After all, Chang Cong's waist hasn't been checked. It's not good if something happens.

Often porridge naturally do not know these, just his voice just fell by the man released, unexpectedly inexplicable some not adapt.

For a moment, he still kept the posture of being hugged and stood rigidly in the same place.

Feng Ting Mo looked at Chang Cong with great interest: "why, didn't you just talk about it casually? In fact, you still want to hold it for a while?"

The man's insipid tone, which is mixed with the ambiguous atmosphere, makes the hot and dry on Chang Cong's face rise again and make a big red face in front of Feng Tingmo's face.

"No!" Seeing Feng Tingmo's appearance that if he promised that he would come again, he put down his hand and arranged his clothes for fear that the man would come again.

The man didn't mean to keep on chasing this matter.

“???” Chang Cong suspected that he was listening, what clothes?

The man was sitting on the sofa in high cold. The original sitting position of changcong was quite different from the lazy appearance of just teasing changcong. Changcong was surprised by his changes.

But that's not the point. The point is that this man is a pervert and asked her to take off her clothes! He was so scared that he made a defensive posture with his hands around his chest.

"Don't you... You've calmed down!" The tone of this sentence is a little high, but she really has no mind to pay attention to these small details.

Isn't this man all taken care of? What are you doing all of a sudden! Chang Cong only felt that his nerves went up and down with Feng Tingmo's words, and cruising back and forth was more exciting than riding a roller coaster!

Looking at the often porridge a pair of panic appearance, Feng Ting Mo picked eyebrows.

"I'm so useless?" Clearly sitting there, but just with this sentence out, eyes full of evil sycophant breath.

Chang Cong was stunned, and then her face became more red. This time, she seemed to be bleeding. Her skin was white, and a little bit of color would be obvious. Now it's OK. The whole face seems to be dyed.

"You... You are shameless!" Forgive Chang Cong for not meeting such shameless people for so many years. How can such words be so easy to say? It's just like a nobody!

Different from Chang Cong, who was at a loss and blushed, Feng Tingmo was just like a man who had nothing to do with it. It seemed that he was not the one who caused the result. The contrast between the two people could not be more obvious.

He would sit here just to hide his body reaction, so as not to make the little woman too embarrassed. Obviously, his reaction gave Chang Cong some illusion.

"Don't look at me like that. It just makes me more excited." Fengting pays no attention to the shame of changcong, and lightly throws down a thunder again.

Chang congee This man is a pervert! What a mess he's talking about! Although think like this, but often porridge or subconsciously wrong in the past, the body no longer look at the man in front of.

As Chang Cong dodged, Feng Tingmo did get some relief. God knows how provocative Chang Cong's eyes are. It's strange that he will not react if he just stares at him with big eyes.

Forcing himself to calm down and relieve the discomfort on his body is different from the superficial lightness of the clouds. In fact, Feng Tingmo will suffer a lot, but the innocent look on the initiator's face makes him unable to do anything else.

Can only try to suppress their own, so that their bodies as soon as possible down, or the little woman is afraid to really blow up.

If you are in such a simple situation, Feng Tingmo can only choose to digest by himself. It doesn't matter. It's still a long time. We can take our time

Feng Tingmo doesn't know when he changed his mind about this woman, but now that it has happened, don't try to escape from him any more. There is a flash of potential in the man's eyes.

Side body, red face often porridge, did not know that he had been a big tail wolf to stare at, still tangled with his clothes.

Looking at Chang Cong's posture of wrapping himself up, Feng Tingmo finally decided to be merciful and let her go, "what are you thinking in your mind?"

Feng Tingmo's epilogue rises slightly, with a sense of ridicule. Chang Cong is almost like a mouthful of old blood!

"What do you think of when you do something like that?" Chang Cong was stunned by Feng Tingmo's shamelessness. It was the man who did this, and he turned his head to do it!

"I just want you to take off your clothes and check your waist. What are you thinking about?"

Feng Tingmo sat on the sofa with his spare time, his hand against his chin, and he looked at Chang Cong lightly. Chang Cong suddenly turned around.

"Ah?" Obviously, the man's answer is no longer within the scope of her thinking, "is that what you mean?"

Also don't care what eyes don't look at, often porridge Leng Leng staring at Feng Ting mo.