To be proud of life

But it's always not the case for him to hold his little hand in this way. One hand took out the phone from his bag and texted Li Zhenhuan: Release!Xiao Wang is watching!

Li Jinhuan was happy for the success of his fragrant and beautiful plan. When he saw the text message sent by Luo Yun, he replied without thinking: Don't relax, he can't see it!

Luo Yun was anxious when he saw Li Jinhuan's text messages. If Xiao Wang saw it, it would be a big joke.

Thinking like this in her heart, her little hands clasped Li Jinhuan's male-like hands tightly. She didn't notice that at this time, Li Jinhuan's hands holding her hands no longer exerted any strength. Instead, she tightened her back. Holding Li Jinhuan's hand tightly.

Time is spent in the touch and touch of two hands.

Knowing that he could not get rid of the hand of the little villain, Luo Yun calmed down and quietly felt the power coming from the heart of his hand. Luo Yun's nose absorbed the strange masculine breath from Li Jinhuan. It seems to be different from my husband. There is no unpleasant smell of tobacco and sweat. Instead, there is a freshness of nature. It smells and gives people a joyful pleasure, like standing on an endless prairie, exuding The smell of vanilla and earth is so good!

How could a big man have such a good smell?Luo Yun was very curious!

Li Jinhuan was feeling the good frankincense scent of Luo Yun's body. I don’t know what it tasted like. Thinking of Li Jinhuan’s talent and shamelessness, he set up a big tent on his crotch, almost Break through the wide suit pants.

Seeing such a horrible scene, in order to avoid the beautiful woman from having a bad impression of herself, she immediately pushed the raised object away with her hand, and was about to press it down. Suddenly, Li Jinhuan had a bad idea in her heart: pick up and hold. Holding Luo Yun's hand, press on her.

"what!"

Luo Yun just saw this amazing scene and screamed in fright. His beautiful eyes opened wide, but her little hand had already touched Li Jinhuan's big master who made the black people ashamed.

"What's wrong, Sister Luo?"

Xiao Wang, the driver driving in front, heard Luo Yun's shout and said something worried.

"It's nothing, I don't know why my ankle hurts a while ago. Maybe it was because I walked a lot yesterday afternoon!"

Luo Yun's expression was even more unbearable, for fear that Xiao Wang would see something, and immediately responded.

At this time, Li Jinhuan immediately leaned over and pretended to check Luo Yun's ankles, while his left hand was holding Luo Yun's right hand and rubbing lightly on his own, while blocking Xiao Wang's gaze through the rearview mirror.

"Oh! Does it matter now?"

Xiao Wang looked through the rearview mirror at Luo Yun's delicate face that was rosy. He thought Luo Yun was blushing with pain. He saw Li Jinhuan leaning underneath to check carefully: "Mr. Li, how is it?"

"It's okay, there is nothing unusual about the ankles! I feel numb after sitting for half an hour!"

Li Jinhuan explained like a chief expert.

The driver Xiao Wang sat in front and watched enviously as Li Jinhuan was rubbing Luo Yun's feet in stockings back and forth.

Li Jinhuan lowered his head to block the position of his crotch. When he saw the driver Xiao Wang looking at the road ahead with his own consciousness, he took Luo Yun's hand and sat forward, letting the front lean on everything. Cover up the fragrant scene in the back seat.

Luo Yun's soft and delicate little hand was held by Li Jinhuan, stroking it on the disgusting big stick of Li Jinhuan, but he did not dare to break free. His flushed face was even more rosy. In order to prevent Xiao Wang from suspicious, he had to obey the tight hand of Li Jinhuan. Holding that gifted big stick up and down, looking down from time to time, he seemed to be curious about the size of Li Jinhuan. It would be great if my husband had Li Jinhuan half the size here!

stimulate!

Li Jinhuan felt unprecedented excitement!

Luo Yun made her hands sore all the way, and then she didn't need to press Li Jinhuan, she herself competed with Li Jinhuan’s giant gun, she had to conquer this harmful thing, but Li Jinhuan’s harmful thing grew more and more. The bigger, let her helpless.

Ten minutes later, the car finally arrived at the destination, because the project has started, so foreign vehicles can not enter casually.

The driver, Xiao Wang, parked the car not far from the construction site, nearby the West Lake Scenic Area in Qiantang City.

Because it is close to the mountainous area, the Tourism Bureau set up a cable car here. Through this cable car, you can see the development progress of the whole project in a comprehensive way, and you can also enjoy the stunning scenery of West Lake.

Li Jinhuan asked Xiao Wang to leave the car and asked him to take a taxi back, so he pulled Luo Yun onto the cable car.

Luo Yun just used his hand for ten minutes and didn't let out the fire, but instead grew vigorously.

Once on the cable car, Li Jinhuan couldn't help but move his fingers.

"No, enjoy it. I am a married woman, absolutely not like this."

Luo Yun realized the increasingly dangerous situation, grabbing Li Jinhuan’s prostitute with one hand, pushing his chest away with the other, and murmured shyly, "I can talk to you and chat, but you can't mess around anymore. Embarrassed."

"I'm not making a fool of myself, I just feel how your skin is so smooth and delicate, as delicate as my girlfriend's skin?"

Li Jinhuan stubbornly hugged Luo Yun's willow waist, cuddling her body together, feeling the plump and fleshy feeling of her carcass. From above, you can just see the low neckline of the white shirt. The snow-white deep, plump and round wrapped in black translucent. Inside, they are still bare, mostly white, tender and soft. The two slender and round legs are wrapped in flesh-colored transparent crystal stockings, which are more white and plump and full of temptation. I can only see the white high-heeled sandals worn by Luo Yun’s feet and a pair of crystal jade feet. The set off is like a clean white lotus, ten well-proportioned white and tender toes are neatly exposed. The carefully trimmed toenails are coated with a thin layer of purple-blue transparent nail polish, as if ten petals are attached. Violet petals, the feet are very thin, the arches are beautiful, the darker toe part of the sock, the toes that are too hot to twist inside, and the tender jade feet wearing flesh-colored transparent crystal stockings make Li Jinhuan look crazy.

On the heel of the shoe, a pair of round ankles is imaginative. Through the gap between the sole and the sole of the foot, you can see her pure white soles. Luo Yun's calves are as white as a piece of jade lotus root, slender, strong and smooth. The skin glowed charmingly, the gray skirt could not cover the slender thighs, and the curved sitting posture made the jade-white smooth skin of one thigh almost completely exposed.

Seeing Li Jinhuan stubbornly holding her willow waist, Luo Yun had to let him hold her arms, but she shyly said: "Little villain, just talk with words. How can my skin be as smooth and delicate as your girlfriend's girlish skin? How about snow white and tender?"

Invisible, Luo Yun's name for Li Jinhuan has changed. This is a dangerous start.

"A girl has the beauty of a girl, and a young woman has the beauty of a young woman. My girlfriend is like a begonia in bud, and Aunt Luo is a peony in full bloom."

Li Jinhuan gently stroked Luo Yun's soft willow waist with her big hand, and said with a small smile, "I see the slightest bit of resentment in the aunt's eyes, is it because no one is moisturizing?"

"Little villain, what nonsense?"

Luo Yun grumbled embarrassedly, "Why ask these messy things, you owe them?"

"Auntie said just now to talk and chat with me, so why did she blame me in turn?"

Li Jinhuan acted like a coquettish and said, "Little villain, I know what shit you are going to do when you poke?"

Luo Yun scolded with a smile, "Looking at you like that, you have had a relationship with your girlfriend a long time ago, so what else is there to wonder or don't understand? A little villain, a little devil and a big man."

"My girlfriend seems to be afraid of me, I don't know what's wrong?"

Li Jinhuan pretended to be troubled.

"Why is she afraid of you? Have you beaten and scolded people like a wicked one?"

Luo Yun asked in surprise, "Doesn't she like you?"

"Of course my girlfriend likes me."

Li Jinhuan hugged Luo Yun's soft willow waist, and smirked beside her white and soft ears, "How can I be willing to beat and scold her, but she is afraid of me every time she is like me."

"Little villain..."

Luo Yun just woke up like a dream, embarrassed, shy and angry, yelling, "You are necrotic, you are talking nonsense."

"Just now, my aunt thought I was fooling around, and now she said I was fooling around, what should I do?"

Li Jinhuan watched the ground go away, the cable car shuttled up, looking far away, relaxed and happy, taking the opportunity to act coquettishly, "I just want to talk to my aunt."

"Little villain..."

Luo Yun had no choice but to continue the topic, and murmured in embarrassment, "Are you...in that time...too...rude? Girls are still relatively delicate, of course I am afraid."

"No, I am very gentle, but she still thinks I am too big and deep."

Li Jinhuan continued to tease Luo Yun this beautiful woman's heart with almost naked foul language. He pressed close to her white and soft earlobes, pretending to be innocent and asked in a low voice, "Auntie, are you afraid of your husband like that?"

"Maybe you are better."

Although Luo Yun was not disturbed by Li Jinhuan's hands and feet, she still heard her face red and pink, and she whispered incomparably, "We are all old husbands and wives, and we are usually busy with our own affairs. I didn't want to think about it a long time ago."

Li Jinhuan feasted on Luo Yun's shy and charming show, and asked with a smirk: "People say that women at thirty are like wolves, forty are like tigers, and at fifty are still sucking dirt. I don't know what that means, is it true?"

"What? Where did you hear all these messy things from a young age?"

Luo Yun cursed shyly.

"Good auntie, let's talk about it."

Li Jinhuan's big hands began to gently rubbing Luo Yun's soft willow waist again, and she stalked and snarled, "People say that ability in that area is closely related to the courage of work, really?"