He hugged her, pinched her buttocks, grabbed Fufu and kissed her hard: "You are indeed a little girl, and a little girl with dried lentils for all seasons!"
In one sentence, Fu Fu will be killed instantly, instantly killed!
Fufu can tickle him hard!
This bastard: "You perverted old man, I'm so mean to you, but your blood is still boiling!"
This is quite true.
A certain old gangster has never disliked Hua Weimian's figure. No matter what shape she is in, she is extremely happy.
What a beast!
He touched his nose and said, "So you don't need to belittle me, you're not that good yourself either!"
The two were arguing and arguing.
At this time, Xiaoqing suddenly walked in and whispered a few words in Fuxi's ear.
Fuxi nodded.
Xiaoqing went out.
Fuxi grabbed Fufu and kissed him a few times, and said, "I'm going out for a while and I'll be back soon! Stay in the house and don't run around!"
Fufu made a face!
Fuxi got up, changed his clothes, and went out.
Fufu climbed from the couch to the bed, took out the romance book that had been hidden for a long time from under the bed, and lay on the bed to read it.
She watched it with gusto, forgot all about eating and sleeping, and was extremely immersed in it...
However, soon, my body felt strange, I felt particularly uncomfortable, and I really wanted to...
I later realized that I was addicted to drugs!
That feeling is that I really want white powder, I want it so much that I almost go crazy, I want it so much that I want to drink it immediately...
It's an itch, an itch in your bones. If you don't relieve the itch, you will feel uncomfortable, suffer, and die...
Fufu knew that he was really addicted to drugs.
Although he was mentally prepared, Fufu felt terrified when the attack actually occurred. This kind of addiction really made Fufu obsessed to death.
She recalled the ecstasy of pleasure that the fallen immortals gave her after swallowing poppy flowers and fruits, the bliss that was like becoming a fairy, and her addiction became stronger and stronger.
She was wrapped in a quilt, with a strange flush on her face, trying hard to endure it.
She began to shift her attention, thinking about Fuxi, the crazy love last night, and the ultimate feeling...
At that moment, Fu Fu was thinking about Fu Xi and wished he could soothe his vagina with his own hands.
But despite her unrestrained temperament, how could she do such a shocking thing?
So, I had no choice but to endure it.
Nails, dug into the quilt, scratching...
Fufu, you can do it...
Fufu, you have always been good...
Fufu, come on...
Fufu, don’t be hit by this kind of drug addiction...
Fufu, just hold on and wait until Fuxi comes back...
Fufu,...
Fufu tried hard to comfort himself, tried to make himself strong, and tried hard to get through this obscure feeling.
She can't lose!
Because losing to your own *** is such a sad thing!
But Fufu just wants to take drugs!
She couldn't help but get out of bed and began to look through the wardrobe and drawers...
She wanted to dig out the white powdery substance to unravel her confused state at the moment...
But there were no drugs at all in her home, so no matter how Fufu rummaged around, making everything very messy, he couldn't find anything to relieve her craving.
She started smashing things, and when she couldn't find them, she started smashing things.
The flower vase fell to the ground, making a "ding dong" sound and shattering into pieces.
Fufu didn't care at all, stepping on it with his bare feet...
The blood flowed down.
But Fufu didn't feel anything at all.
"Well, ow..."
Deep in her throat, an animal-like desire came out. She searched desperately and smashed...
The crazy desire for drugs drove her crazy, and she searched for and destroyed regardless of...