The Long-awaited Mr Han

As long as it is his body, no matter where it is touched, it is not suitable.

He wondered how he could smoothly return to the co-pilot's seat without incurring him.

Who knows she hasn't moved yet, Han Zhuo Ling seems to have seen through her plan.

The palms were hot behind her waist. Not only did she not let her go, she pressed her tightly into her arms.

His voice was hoarse at this time.

Shi Xiaoya was so pressed by him, the whole person could not help but hit him.

His lips just touched her forehead.

I've done something intimate with him for a long time.

But things are different now.

The two squeezed into the driver's seat, she still straddled his lap like this.

Because the space is tight, sticky notes are extremely tight.

This is the first time she is like Han Zhuoling in the car.

And when he raised his eyes, it was Han Zhuoling's face that could not be closer.

He looks so good, even if he looks super close, he still can't find a little unsightly place on his face.

I don't know how long he is. Even if he looks so close, his facial features can't make people pick out a bit.

With such a magnified face, Shi Xiaoya really couldn't help blushing.

Even if he is intimate with him again, he can't help but commit nympho.

There is no one who gets nymphos to his man.

Shi Xiaoya was muttering in his heart, his lips still on his forehead.

"When you move, I have reacted." Han Zhuoling's lips were still on her forehead.

Shi Xiaoya lowered her eyes so that she could see his chin and the throat that rolled when he spoke.

Shi Xiaoya's forehead and waist were very hot by him.

Unexpectedly, Han Zhuo Ling had just said this, so she held her waist and pressed her hard against herself.

Shi Xiaoya Meng took a breath, without what Han Zhuoling said, there was already actual action to explain to her.

Shi Xiaoya didn't dare to move at all, her lips shook for a long time.

Han Zhuoling thought what she was going to say, and as a result, Shi Xiaoya said, "Are you not angry now?"

Han Zhuoling was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help laughing.

This little girl was still thinking about his anger.

It was still said at this time.

It's really ... puzzled.

Han Zhuoling held her waist again, letting her feel, "Do you think I feel angry now?"

Shi Xiaoya: "..."

Her blush is no longer like that.

Xin said that he is really in no anger at this state.

So she just asked him if he was not angry.

Shi Xiaoya was anxious to move, but dared not.

His little comrade Han is now menacing, and she is powerful.

"Then ... what should I do now?" Shi Xiaoya asked helplessly.

It can't always be in the car.

This is still in the parking lot outside the hospital.

There are so many thieves!

Han Zhuoling lowered her head and buried her face in her shoulder. "You let me slow down."

Shi Xiaoya didn't dare to move, didn't know if he could slow down?

Because his head was resting on her shoulder, his face was directed at her neck.

So every time she breathed, the hot breath blew on her neck, making Shi Xiaoya itchy.

The skin on the side of the neck that he was blown to was like red.

Han Zhuoling was a little drunk, and she didn't drink, but was drunk by her.