() Cheng Ying was walking along the way, and the two of them walked together in the wasteland. Their understanding of Nie Feng was gradually increasing, and their feelings were already increasing.
The tragedy that she saw in front of her was not only lamenting the impermanence of the world, but also made her recall her own life experience through Lan'er's experience, so she was so excited.
Nie Feng's right approach touched the softest part in her heart. It was because of this that she thought about what she could do to repay Nie Feng's mentality.
Although Nie Feng didn't know what Cheng Ying had done under these many thoughts, he was completely unresisting and happily took on the horn of the teenage mouse. Feeling the tenderness of Cheng Ying's fingertips, and closing his eyes again.
After a while, Cheng Ying gently supported Nie Feng's head and let him lie down.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Nie Feng raised his head slightly and saw the light inside Cheng Ying's clothes. The white and smooth skin and the deep and boundless snow-white grooves were deeply attracted by Nie Feng's eyes like a spell. Unconsciously, Cheng Ying's hand had already passed through Nie Feng's lower abdomen and gently pressed towards Nie Feng's thighs and thighs. On the inside, I have to say that Cheng Ying's technique is very good. She can master a certain degree of heat so that Nie Feng is comfortable without touching his restricted area, but just pressing and wandering around the penalty area.
Nie Feng looked at the beautiful "scenery" in Cheng Ying's clothes, felt the stimulation brought by Cheng Ying's hands, his breathing became rapid, and his hands were tightly held together, suppressing his inner yu's hope.
Cheng Ying's pretty eyes stared at Nie Feng tightly, and his movements slowly moved, gradually reaching the base of his thighs. Nie Feng only felt the stimulating temptation, which made him feel a little difficult to breathe. Not only was his body tense and tense, the entire nervous system was placed on Cheng Ying's movements.
When Cheng Ying's hand touched the base of Nie Feng's thighs, Nie Feng suddenly clamped his legs, preventing Cheng Ying from discovering his firm reaction below. Seeing Nie Feng's movements, Cheng Ying was shy and clamped his legs tightly, she laughed softly, "Why, are you still shy?"
At this time, in Cheng Ying's eyes, the man in front of him was not the majestic god of war, but a shy big boy.
In her heart, she already had a great favor for Nie Feng. Although she didn't say it out, this action was like a bold confession to Nie Feng.
Cheng Ying's white palm quietly leaned towards Nie Feng's sensitive place, and his little hand slid directly to the inside of his thigh, rubbing gently around, teasing...
Nie Feng complained in his heart, but this was useless. The answer was obvious. From the tent that was raised high below him, you could find the strong changes in his body and the inner agitation.
Smelling the faint fragrance emitted by Cheng Ying's body and feeling the strange stimulation below, Nie Feng couldn't help but glance at her perky breasts and slender legs. It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, but it's even more amazing when you look at it. Cheng Ying's graceful figure is simply a tempting weapon, full of the charm and charm of a beautiful girl.
"Brother Nie Feng, let me help you relax tonight," said this. After Cheng Ying hesitated for a moment, his slender and tender little hands directly touched the most confidential place between Nie Feng's legs.
"hiss!"
When Cheng Ying was suddenly attacked, Nie Feng felt his lower body being held by Cheng Ying's little hand, and he immediately took a sip of cold air, and a numbness instantly attacked his whole body.
After Cheng Ying held Nie Feng's strong and thick thing, her body trembled. Although she had some theoretical knowledge, it was her first time to come into contact with something under a man. Holding Nie Feng's thing and feeling its vigorous momentum. Cheng Ying, who was first engaged in personnel, had a little difficulty in breathing with sensitivity. "Brother Nie Feng is too... too big?"
The surroundings were dark and the surroundings were extremely quiet. Lan'er was breathing evenly and slept very sweetly. She didn't know the ambiguous little movements that Nie Feng and Cheng Ying were doing there beside her.
After Cheng Ying plucked up the courage to hold Nie Feng below, she didn't do anything at first, but seeing Nie Feng's face as if he was enjoying, her breathing was a little heavy. Cheng Ying knew that Nie Feng was already moved and began to hold the firm object through his clothes, and move up and down regularly.
"Cheng Ying, be careful, don't let Lan'er see you." The feeling was filled with stimulation like electric shock. Nie Feng's breathing became heavy, and he gritted his teeth and said hard: "If this continues, I can't stand it anymore."
After hearing Nie Feng's words, Cheng Ying stopped the movements in her hand, but her small white hand was still holding Nie Feng's big guy tightly, as if holding a treasure, and men and women were sucking each other. Naturally, after this movement, she became more natural. Her body was like Nie Feng, and her mouth was slightly raised in a beautiful curve. Her eyes were blurred and she said softly in Nie Feng's ears: "I will be careful, just relax, I will definitely make Brother Nie Feng feel comfortable." Like medicine, her body was hot, and her blood was surging.
At this time, Nie Feng, as a man, could not push away the ambiguous temptation of Cheng Ying, the beautiful girl. Feeling the orchid fragrance on her body and the pleasure brought by the squirming of her lower body, Nie Feng choked his throat, then pretended to be nothing, looking at the wasteland in the dark night in front of him, but his thoughts were all under him.
After Cheng Ying frequently rubbed her up and down, because she didn't have much experience, she felt that her arms were so tired that she frowned slightly, and muttered softly: "Why haven't come out yet, her arms are almost broken."
Nie Feng looked at the tiny beads of sweat on Cheng Ying's forehead, his slightly hot face, and his delicate and charming lips and teeth. He thought to himself that he was really afraid that the jade girl would fall in love, which was hundreds of times more charming than a mature woman!
He said with a plain face at the moment: "It's still early. Sometimes, hands are not omnipotent, and more means are needed!" Speaking of this, Nie Feng also smiled badly and looked at Cheng Ying.
Cheng Yingmei smiled and said softly: "What do you want?"
Nie Feng didn't speak, but his eyes couldn't help but stare at Cheng Ying's imaginative tempting lips. Cheng Ying immediately understood what Nie Feng meant, snorted lightly, and said shyly: "This is not possible, I don't want to give it to you..." Cheng Ying blushed and stopped again.
However, she took this matter back and forth until now, she couldn't give up halfway. With Cheng Ying's solid theoretical knowledge, she also knew that what Nie Feng said was good.
Cheng Ying nipped her silver teeth, then glanced at the direction where Lan'er was sleeping, and saw that she was still sleeping soundly, and did not notice them. Cheng Ying had no choice but to move carefully and gently zip Nie Feng's pants.
Nie Feng was just talking just now. I think Cheng Ying would not be willing to do such a thing, but what Nie Feng didn't expect was that Cheng Ying really pulled open his pants and took out his heroic guy from it, holding his skin in his hand.
From outside, he really held Nie Feng's hot and firm thing. Cheng Ying felt a sensation of weakness. The burning sensation brought by the thing made Cheng Ying unable to control herself. It seemed that she had encountered something that made people unable to extricate herself. How could she not be moved? The most private place below was unconsciously overflowing.
Cheng Ying wriggled his lips and looked at Nie Feng with blurred beautiful eyes. Seeing Nie Feng looking at him in surprise, Cheng Ying opened her mouth slightly with a slightly calm expression and slowly put her head down.
The whole process seemed extremely long. Nie Feng was fascinated by Cheng Ying's fascination and could have been intoxicated at once, but Cheng Ying deliberately tried to cheer Nie Feng's appetite. He stopped when his red lips were only one to two centimeters away from Nie Feng's lower body, and gently blew the heat on Nie Feng's firmness.
Feeling the heat wave coming, but Cheng Ying just refused to hold it in her mouth. This made Nie Feng feel itchy. He frowned and pressed Cheng Ying's head, looking down at him.