Because the space was too narrow, her legs almost hung on his long legs. The space between her legs was stuck under his lower abdomen. And her whole body was like a koala, with her arms clinging to him.
His shoulder. As long as your lips move forward a few centimeters, you can touch the corner of his lips.
And at their feet are those messy piles of brooms and mops...
She was startled and realized why Uzawa Akatsuki was twisting around just now. This room was dark, damp, dirty, and there were so many cleaning utensils piled up next to it. How could a mysophobic like Uzawa Akatsuki endure it?
Come on?
Originally, both of their nerves were attracted by the people outside and did not pay so much attention. Now when they relaxed and breathed in and out, Jian Anning felt that her heart was all pressed against his strong and flat chest. Hers
His whole body was filled with his masculine aura, and he felt a little hot for no reason.
"I, I'll be down right away."
She was a little embarrassed and immediately planned to get off Uzawa Akatsuki. She didn't expect to maintain this position for too long. When she struggled to get off his lap, her legs swayed from side to side, as if she accidentally touched him.
The sensitive belt of her legs and heart. At the same time, her plump upper body also rubbed against his heart with her movements, as if a small hand was tickling.
The itch was not severe, but it seemed to have scratched the hollow in his heart. Uzawa Akatsuki couldn't help but snort from the end of his nose, his voice hoarse, especially sexy in the quiet small space.
Hearing his hum, Jian Anning thought he was angry, and became even more anxious. Her hand holding his arm gradually tightened, just wanting to get out of there quickly.
But she didn't dare to make too much noise - what if there were one or two lone people at the door?
After rubbing for a long time, sweating profusely, she made no progress. This was originally a small cubicle for only one person to enter and exit. The two of them were sideways, but couldn't they just stick to each other like this? Uzawa Akatsuki kept it up again.
This position did not move, and it was really difficult for her to exit alone.
Just now, there were outsiders who shared the same hatred, but now Jian Anning was on pins and needles! She rubbed again and clearly heard Yu Zexiao's "dissatisfied" hum, and Jian Anning felt even more apologetic: "Zexiao, help me.
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Uzawa Akatsuki's face turned a little dark. He had never been "bullied" by a woman like this before. The two of them were tightly stuck in the cubicle, unable to move forward or retreat. The woman was still clinging to him and rubbing against him.
Those same dirty cleaning utensils. If it were normal, he would have been tempted to curse. But now - he feels so damn good.
The woman didn't know whether it was intentional or not. Her body swayed from side to side and her legs moved up and down. He was wearing loose casual clothes today, and by going back and forth, he happened to be able to better sense her whereabouts.
Perhaps because he was locked up in such a small space and squeezed by such a woman, he was a little hypoxic. His breathing gradually became faster and his throat became thirsty. He began to think wildly. Although this woman was not the first person with him,
Yes, but she was with her boyfriend before. In other words, she is not the kind of casual woman?
Xiao Uzawa, who had been hungry for twenty-eight years and only tasted meat the night before, seemed to smell something delicious and slowly started to raise his head...