"Hum, let you surrender!" Fan Zheyun refuses to accept and raises his little fist again. As he talks, the little hand is firmly placed on Ding Yi's belly.

"Oh!" As soon as the hot little hand is pressed on Ding Yi's abdomen, the heat stimulation makes Ding Yi's mouth groan. Fan Zheyun's position is exactly where Ding Yi's elixir is. The two hot breath collide there, inducing the heat in Ding Yi's body again and again, just touching the skin full of male charm, Fan Zheyun can't help humming. The power of mutual attraction between lovers makes fan Zheyun always uncontrollable. Ding Yi's strong body can make fan Zheyun feel strange stimulation in every contact.

"Hello, my dear wife and your dear husband, but I want to remind you that if you don't come up with some effective tactics, I'm afraid you will be taught Ding Yi first stabilized his mind, and then faced fan Zheyun head-on. He once again raised his eyebrows and spoke to fan Zheyun.

"Well, it's not that easy!" Fan Zheyun is red with a small face, but he is still desperately thinking about the technical problems between husband and wife that he saw in some books. At this time, fan Zheyun is deeply regretted. Alas, when the book is used, he hates less. He usually absorbs too little knowledge about these aspects! Or should listen to Yang Yueer's words, learn more about men's another appetite knowledge is good!

"Hey, my dear wife, why don't you move? If your little hand continues to caress there, I'm afraid my stomach will be pierced by you! " Ding Yi sees fan Zheyun's meditation, but his little hand is rubbing against his belly. He can't help laughing again.

"Hum, wait, make you feel better!" Fan Zheyun's face became more red. He realized that he had lost his mind again. While he was talking, his little hand glided down rapidly, and suddenly glided over the weeds. But for a moment, he didn't know what to do!

"What's the matter, kiss your wife, do you want to kiss your husband to teach you?" When Ding Yi saw fan Zheyun, who was panting and blushing, he felt pity again. As he spoke, he released fan Zheyun's other little hand and held out his hand to hook fan Zheyun's chin.

"Hum, I don't want you to teach me. I'm the one to teach you. Don't make a mistake!" Fan Zheyun spoke out loud. His eager expression made people feel pity.

"OK, OK, your dear husband, I'm waiting for your expression!" Ding Yi, with a kind smile, simply closed his eyes and waited to enjoy.

"Humph, nasty thing!" Seeing Ding Yi and fan Zheyun with their eyes closed, a voice of hate and blame came out of their mouths. The little hand, which was walking through the "weeds", squeezed tightly unconsciously. Countless "weeds" were wrapped around her fingers. With her movements, it was pulled up.

"Ouch!" A cry of pain came from Ding Yi's mouth, and his closed eyes quickly opened, "Hey, I kiss my wife. Are you going to murder my husband?" Ding Yi can't laugh or cry. This little girl doesn't know much and doesn't know how to ask for advice. It seems that she should be taught well!

"You, you care about me, I like to do this, don't you agree?" Fan Zheyun knew that he was wrong, but he didn't want to admit defeat. As he spoke, he raised a small hand. At the five fingers of her little hand, countless dark "weeds" were crying to Ding Yi.