Song Lang was already accustomed to Chen Yanyan's bold move. This girl's move was very bold, but she was actually very thin-skinned, so she dared to show off her power to him when no one was around.
"I can't use my hands for the first time, how about we go to your room, take off all your clothes and fight for three hundred rounds?" Song Lang was extremely domineering. After speaking, he straightened his waist, and the mighty little friend under him wanted to poke him.
It’s Chen Yanyan’s body.
"Shameless!" Chen Yanyan quickly let go of the hard, bad thing in her hand and cursed at its owner.
"Hmph! If you dare to mess with me, I'll shoot you!" Song Lang looked at his bulging crotch, then looked at Chen Yanyan, and said with high spirits.
"..."
Chen Yanyan likes the feeling of grabbing Song Lang's penis very much, because this feeling makes her feel very at ease. Although she likes Song Lang very much and dares to grasp his penis, she really has never thought about having sex with Song Lang.
Something like that happened.
The relationship between Song Lang and Chen Yanyan is very abnormal, but they think it is normal.
The two little friends who had been playing together since childhood were hiding outside the window. The beautiful woman inside didn't notice it at all. She was still enjoying the stimulation brought to her by the cucumber.
Li Xiu'e's voice became more and more unrestrained. Although she deliberately suppressed the embarrassing voice, she couldn't help but hummed out. And Song Lang's crotch was stretched wider and wider by the thing underneath him. Chen Yanyan
They all felt that after a while, a big hole would be poked in Song Lang's pants.
With Li Xiu'e's daydreaming and embarrassing voice echoing in her ears, Chen Yanyan moved her eyes away from Song Lang's bulging crotch, only to find that Song Lang was holding something in his hand and was secretly doing something in the room.
What are you wearing?
"Song Lang, what are you doing?" Chen Yanyan whispered, but when she saw what was in Song Lang's hand, she was shocked: "This is Sister Pearl's cell phone! Why is it in your hand?"
Li Zhenzhen calls Liu Xiu'e sister, Chen Yanyan calls Li Xiu'e mom, and Chen Yanyan now calls Li Zhenzhu sister. It must be said that their relationship is very messy.
"Keep your voice down, I'll leave a souvenir!"
Song Lang looked at the things captured on the screen of his mobile phone and felt happy. This mobile phone is so good. It can not only take photos but also record videos!
I saw Song Lang holding a mobile phone in his hand, secretly looking into the room and starting to record, and a documentary about Li Xiu'e fighting a cucumber for 300 rounds was produced.
"You know Sister Pearl? How come you have her cell phone in your hand? I wanted to borrow it for a few days last time, but she didn't lend it to me!"
Chen Yanyan was like a curious baby at this time, constantly asking questions of her own to Song Lang.
But Song Lang obviously had no time to pay attention to her. He was engaged in a great undertaking, and the screen of his mobile phone was full of scenes of Li Xiu'e asking and comforting herself.
Song Lang felt that he was full because he had swallowed so much saliva that he was full even after drinking his own saliva, but he felt that his mouth was dry.
In the weird atmosphere, Chen Yanyan listened to her stepmother's gasping with a slightly red face, her eyes fixed on Song Lang's crotch that was about to be burst, and she didn't know what she was thinking.
And Li Xiu'e, who was launching a fierce attack on this cucumber in the room, suddenly let out a high-pitched groan: "Ah~~!"
This sound made Song Lang's blood boil again. He felt that his lips were dry, and his little friend became a little more aggressive again. Suddenly, there was a crisp sound of a cord breaking from Song Lang's crotch.
The thread is broken!
Song Lang's crotch was penetrated by his little friend!
Song Lang looked at Li Xiu'e who had reached a state of selflessness on the phone screen with fascination. He saw the beautiful woman trembling all over, gasping for breath, obviously being stabbed to death by the cucumber in her hand.
Li Xiu'e's body was like a puddle of mud lying on the bed. After her happiness, she no longer had any strength left.
Song Lang put his cell phone in his pocket and perfectly recorded the scene of Li Xiu'e fighting against Cucumber. The little partner under him had also broken out. He was full of energy now and wanted to rush into the house and have a fierce battle with the beautiful woman.
, but he held back and did not dare to go.
"Break that thing straight, let's run quickly, don't let my mother find out." When Chen Yanyan saw that Li Xiu'e was done, she greeted Song Lang, pouting at Song Lang's majestic little friend.