To be proud of life

Li Jinhuan hugged Fang Nan's moving and slender body tightly, while kissing passionately on her cheek and neck, while reaching out and rubbing her sexy breasts, the touch conveyed to his brain a sweet feeling, crazy He pushed Fang Nan's delicate body down on the cold wall of the elevator.

Pressing on Fang Nan’s body, Li Jinhuan kissed every inch of her sexy skin that could be kissed. It was already firm and pressed against Fang Nan’s flat soft through the pants. The animal nature made him want to possess her ruthlessly, enter her, let She yin, let her yield in her own.

The physical contact with Li Jinhuan was strong, which obviously made Fang Nan's body feel it. Her body trembled, her back arched, and her hands were placed under Li Jinhuan’s ribs, trying to separate the intimate contact with each other, begging with a trembling voice. Said: "Have fun, don't do this, I have a husband, don't... don't do this..."

With a "ding", the elevator arrived and Li Jinhuan's head was cold because he heard footsteps.

Hurrying to Fang Nan's ear, Li Jinhuan said in a low voice, "Sister-in-law, I'm sorry, I...I'm not good."

Fang Nan tidyed up her clothes, and a gentle smile gradually appeared on her pretty face. She pulled up her clothes and whispered to Li Jinhuan, "Actually...you are a good man."

Li Jinhuan smiled bitterly and laughed at himself: "Good man? Maybe! But sometimes I feel like a beast."

Fang Nan gave him a shameless glance, and said, "You...also?"

Li Jinhuan paused chatteringly. Fang Nan tidyed up her clothes and hair. From time to time, Li Jinhuan could see her plump, attractive buttocks under her shirt. She swallowed secretly, hate it if the elevator hadn't arrived so soon... …

Fang Nan arranged everything, and looked back at Li Jinhuan greedily staring at his body, his face flushed and he turned his head coyly, pretending not to see it, picked up the vegetables on the ground and put them in the bag, and walked out of the elevator.

Li Jinhuan followed closely, passing by a man who had just walked into the elevator.

Seeing Li Jinhuan and Fang Nan returning at the same time, Hu Liang's eyes were not the slightest strange.

The expression on Li Jinhuan's face was even more serious, smiling Hu Liang greeted him, and he couldn't see that he had violated his wife in the elevator just now.

Hu Liang said to Li Jinhuan at the door: "Brothers are alone at noon. Come sit at your brother's house and taste your sister-in-law's craftsmanship!"

Chen Yiyi was on a business trip, and she just came back from outside. It seemed that she had to eat alone at noon. It is normal for neighbors to eat. They are usually members of a community abroad. They have to visit each other for barbecues every 15th day of the year. On one point, it has more practical significance than the construction of domestic neighbor relations.

What's more, they are already inviting themselves to try her sister-in-law's craft!

There are mouth art, butt art, and art!

It's not easy to refuse!

At noon, Li Jinhuan took a bottle of Maotai that his second uncle had collected in his early years and went to Fang Nan's wife.

The two men sat on the sofa and wanted to have a chat, a sweet voice came from the kitchen: "You can eat..."

Dressed in an elegant low-cut thin shirt and short skirt, Fang Nan walked to the dining room with a plate of fragrant dishes and placed the dishes on the dining table.

Fang Nan's perfect buttocks curve once again outlined the charming style of this mature young woman.

The various kinds of home-cooked dishes on the table are not only rich, but they also have color and fragrance. It is estimated that the taste is good. Li Jinhuan casually sighed that this woman's handy heart can satisfy men and satisfy men’s appetite. Such a wife is really willing to die for her when she goes home!

As soon as they sat down, Fang Nan said softly: "Husband, have you washed your hands?"

As she said, she blinked those big watery eyes at Hu Liang, with that look and manner, not to say that she wanted her husband to wash his hands, even if he was asked to jump downstairs, he had nothing to refuse.

"How to put down the chopsticks!"

Fang Nan, who turned around, noticed Li Jinhuan's movements, walked to him, and asked in a charming manner: "Jinhuan, is it because my cooking is not delicious?"

"No, no, the dishes cooked by my sister-in-law are so delicious, but seeing that you and Brother Chen haven't seated yet, why should I be ashamed to eat first?"

The beauty standing by her side still made Li Jinhuan absent.

Fang Nan chuckled for a while and said, "You are so kind..."

Being embarrassed, Hu Liang had already washed his hands. Seeing everyone waiting for him, Hu Liang shouted and said, "Come on, eat with your hands, Xiaoli will help Brother Li pour wine, today we will not be drunk..."

Fang Nan let out a "um", bent down, and filled Li Jinhuan with a cup of Moutai.

No matter how good Maotai was, it was nothing but the boundless spring light in front of Li Jinhuan. I don't know if it was intentional or unintentional. When he bent down to pour the wine, Fang Nan in a low-cut thin shirt showed him the pair of creamy breasts on his chest.

It's a pity that Li Jinhuan couldn't see the two love-sick red beans on his chest from this angle. Everyone was sitting and eating. Of course, he couldn't stand up and watch.

There was a slight breeze from the air conditioning in the dining room. The breeze was blowing, blowing Fang Nan's black hair. After the breeze, Li Jinhuan felt a strange feeling in his heart.

At the dinner table, everyone talked very happily, Fang Nan was even more optimistic, and Li Jinhuan vigorously promoted the style of slaughtering the hostess to be the hostess, and pouring Maotai into Hu Liang's belly cup by cup.

Li Jinhuan also drank a lot. It seemed that his face was hot, but his mind was very clear. There was no dizzy drunken reaction. Fang Nan was different over there. His face was pink, panting, and charming.

As the saying goes: Seeing beauties drunk, the more you look, the more you lose your soul.

Fang Nan's fingers are white and round, and his neat fingernails are a little bit bright red.

Li Jinhuan was sighing, it was these five fingers that made him look fascinated.

With Jiu Jin, Li Jinhuan stared boldly at her high bulging chest and pretty face, and stretched out a hand from under the table to caress Fang Nan’s. Unable to prevent him, Fang Nan trembled. Suddenly there for a moment, her face was flushed, and then she picked up the wine glass on the table casually, her hands trembled a little, but fortunately she could hold on.

Li Jinhuan was taken aback, and asked, "Sister-in-law is unwell? Is she drinking too much?"

Li Jinhuan's big hands slowly walked and stroked Fang Nan's, feeling that Fang Nan's was full of flesh, fat and tender, round and big, soft but not elastic, and felt extremely beautiful.

Fang Nan was molested by Li Jinhuan under the table with her husband on his back, stroking the sensitive ones. That strange tingling sensation passed from Li Jinhuan’s big hands to the sensual one, and then from uploading to the brain, the whole person was sour and numb. Fang Xin was ashamed but did not dare to say anything. She pretended to sit quietly, her hands holding chopsticks trembling lightly, her jade face was rosy, her eyes panicked and Fang Nan's bright and wise eyes were flustered and shy, changing. Occasionally, there was a gleam of stimulating pleasure, but these were not enough to conceal the shame in her heart, her charming eyes stared bitterly at Li Jinhuan, seeming to be warning and begging.

Li Jinhuan didn’t think he had seen it. The big hand was still walking around Fang Nan’s, slowly turning into a kneading, full of strength, even lifted the bottom of Fang Nan’s shirt and intervened in hers. Really Li Jinhuan was drunk when he touched Fang Nan's dicingly.

Fang Nan was so assaulted by Li Jinhuan, his breath was choked, and he couldn't help groaning from Qiong Yao's nose, "Um..."

"Wife, what's the matter with you?"

Fang Nan said so abruptly, Hu Liang stopped his chopsticks and put down the wine glass, and asked with concern.

Fang Nan said with a guilty conscience, "No, it's okay, just bitten by a mosquito!"

Li Jinhuan was described as a mosquito by Fang Nan. Some naughty pinched Fang Nan's, Fang Nan couldn't help but whispered, "Oh..."

Li Jinhuan was indifferent to Fang Nan's tactful pleading, still rubbing his big hands on Fang Nan's beautiful and beautiful mother.

The delicate, soft and elastic touch makes Li Jinhuan feel fat and fleshy, making Li Jinhuan love her hands, just want to press her on the ground and strip her clothes, and then drew out her own behemoth and insert it fiercely into her moist, red and fertile In the fertile fertile fields and honey roads, she worked happily and irrigated her flower fields as much as possible, so that her noble and elegant peony would be in her body.

As Li Jinhuan thought about it, his nosebleeds were almost flowing out, and he was busy raising his glass to bewildered Hu Liang. Hu Liang smiled slightly, not knowing anything else. After the cup was dry, he was eight minutes drunk.

The big evil hand never left Fang Nan. Instead, he used his fingers to probe Fang Nan’s crotch. The closeness of the chair prevented Li Jinhuan’s'gestures', and he couldn’t caress as much as he wanted, nor It may be stroked from behind to the fat and juicy deep gully of Fang Nan, a beautiful and noble mother, but the faint chrysanthemum was probed by Li Zhenhuan. The middle finger was rubbing against the groin, the palm of the hand and The other fingers are rubbing...

The sensitive and shameful place was explored by Li Jinhuan, Fang Nan trembled all over, and the numb feeling was mixed with taboo excitement, which made Fang Nan, a noble and beautiful mother, ashamed and unstoppable, but unable to stop, she was embarrassed. Yu Fang bit her lower lip, Qiu Baiyu's face was flushed, and she held Zhenshou with her left hand as if drunk with one hand, and her right hand reached under the table anxiously to grasp Li Jinhuan’s evil hand, soft and weak. Tugging, those eyes slowly rippling with mist and spring looking at Li Jinhuan mournfully, as if begging Li Jinhuan not to continue, it is best to stretch out your hands and stop doing evil.

Li Jinhuan's hands were even more presumptuous, rubbing them to the heart of the beautiful woman Fang Nan, and Li Jinhuan didn't bother to pay attention to her weak and soft holding her own hands.