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After eating fruit, I will work with her, seeing her exhausted and accomplishing as a show, he is still going to pick tea as a big leisure.

Yu Shaoyun hangs his eyes, and the sound is slight, "Do you want to eat too?"

Bai Weiwei threw the document to the table, then rely on the back of the chair, hands in the chest.

The arm extended from the sleeve of half of the cheongsam, and the white and powder.

It can be seen that it is indeed been greased by him recently.

Pearl's skin, delicate, can't help but want to touch.

Bai Weiwei is the same as the uncle, and the delicate sweetness is a lot.

"I want to eat, you can also feed me."

Yu Shao Yun's mouth smiles, his thin lips, the tip of the tongue is licking over the lower lips, and the man is clean and the feelings are replaced by an evil monet.

"How do you want me how to feed you?"

Bai Weiwei stayed.

Men's hand has already hit her arm.

She has a soft skin on his arm, under his fingertips, there is a sense of henity.

Soon, I saw the white skin, and I have a layer of light powder, such as the lotus pet, soft and warm.

Yu Shao Yun also did not have a high-quality kid model.

His body was almost tied.

The pair of fantasy eyes, replaced by a rich burning.

He said a word, even with a sense of stress.

"What do you want, what do I feed you?"

Bai Weiwei stuck tightly with the back of the chair and glanced at him.

It seems to be scared.

Yu Shao Yun said her jaw in her fingertips, and her finger abdomen grinded her mandibral skin, a little bit of gravity.

In the end, it came to her lips.

Yu Shaoyun is gently bent, clean and beautiful man, but the moment is confusing and evil.

He is as quiet as a ghost, a ghost, a threat.

After seeing what I want, I finally showed the attack of the attack, I want to pull the temptation to his sacrifice into his arms.

Bai Weiwei is like a poor little sacrifice, which is shrunk on the chair.

Her face was scared, still smiled and lined up, "What is it to say? You don't use it? You have no eyes, how to wait for me, I like what you want to ask yourself."

Yu Shao Yun's eyes were deeply awkward.

He slowly swallowed: "Well, I should listen."

After finishing, his rule released her hand and sat back, even removing the chair.

The two people are placed in the state of the place.

Bai Weiwei Song is angry, she reached out of the document, thinking is safe.

But he heard Yu Shaoyun asking: "Like the osmanthus cake, this year, the fresh osmanthus is doing this year."

Bai Weiwei is also hungry and has been brewing for so long.

Yu Shaoyun also said a little saying, for example, he feeds her with hand.

Feeding the pasta is also different from feeding.

The branch task can also be explained.

So she didn't have a nod, but I saw Yu Shao Yun gently biting the pastry.

Pastry powder is stained with his lips.

Seductive is not better.

Bai Weiwei: "..."

Yu Shao Yun laughed, and then reached out and pressed her neck and put her upper half body, and he was also low.

The taste of pastry.

Skull.

The aroma of the head, the fragrance, and the skin.

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