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Chapter 8
chapter eight
"It's all right." Feng Yi replied, his voice was dry and the ending trembled slightly, making Qiao Li's skin swell up.
Although she felt something was wrong with Feng Yi, she didn't ask any more if he didn't say it.
It just so happened that the scene was haunted by a thunderstorm, and the screen suddenly lit up. With the flickering white light, Qiao Li finally saw what happened to Feng Yi.
His upper body was leaning against the chair, his eyes drooping, his hands tugging at his crotch.
Qiao Li glanced between his legs, a big bulge, as if to burst his crotch, Feng Yi was so uncomfortable that he could only pull his crotch with his hands.
He didn't dare to move too much. After all, this kind of shameful thing was discovered by others, and he probably felt ashamed and indignant.
Qiao Li stopped watching the movie, and just paid attention to his movements.
The screen went dark, and the moment of terror came again, and girls screamed from time to time in the theater.
She accurately captured Feng Yi's gasping voice amid the piercing screams.
It turned out that he was impatient, and roughly pressed between his legs - of course, it was himself who suffered.
Qiao Li was amused by his angry and painful expression. Seeing that the surroundings were quiet, Feng Yi quietly stretched out his hand after he didn't dare to make a big move.
As soon as he touched the fabric of his trousers, Feng Yi shuddered and almost bounced off his chair.
He turned his head to look at Qiao Li in astonishment. Under the weak light, his eyes were dark and bright, like the Samoyed in the community who likes to dig into the trash can.
He hurriedly grabbed Qiao Li's wrist and was dodged by Qiao Li.
She accurately found the source of the heat, and despite the two layers of fabric, the heat still made her palms tingle.
The vague memories of being drunk that night came flooding back. She couldn't remember the shape of his genitals, only the unbelievable heat and hardness.
Feng Yi was caught, and could not wait to get under the chair immediately.
Shame and helplessness made him want to drag Qiao Li away, and then logically explained to her that he was just an uncontrollable erection phenomenon during adolescence, and definitely not a pervert who would be sexually excited by watching horror movies.
What a logical explanation, Qiao Li pressed his palm lightly, and he could only say shiveringly, "Don't..."
The sound is all submerged in the sound effects of horror movies.
Well, he admits, he's a pervert.
As long as he thought of Qiao Li in the dark theater, touching his penis with her tender and soft hands through her pants, he felt hot all over and his mouth was dry.
Qiao Li leaned her head over. The film is so terrifying, there are couples and girlfriends head-to-head and shoulder-to-shoulder everywhere. She is so inconspicuous.
Leaning on his shoulder, Qiao Li realized that his face was blushing so hot, it was like a personal oven.
"Do you want me to reach in?" Qiao Li breathed in his ear.
Feng Yi didn't dare to look at her, desperately thinking about sad things in order to suppress his sexual desire.
sad thing...
How could there be any sadness, he couldn't think of it, his mind was empty, only Qiao Li was left.
He heard himself speak, hoarse to death: "Want to..."
Let's talk about it, the face is tangled and graceful, how rich the inner activities should be.
Qiao Li was overjoyed and pulled up his pants to zip.
Feng Yi held his breath, feeling her petite hand open the placket of his door, then unbuttoned the button, her palm wrapped around the bulging penis.
Obviously can't touch them all, her hands are too small.
It's very thick, the flesh is soft, but it feels hard to the touch. It is bound by the underwear and extends pitifully to the left.
She just used the pulp of her fingers to slide on the bulging shape, as if calculating the length: "What do you want?"
Across the cloth, the force was so light that it made him itchy, his whole body tense and he dared not breathe.
Feng Yi's Adam's apple kept sliding, and he was about to lose his breath when he said a word. Finally, he finally said it, his voice was hoarse, with a breathy tone, almost inaudible: "I want you to reach in... help me feel it. …”
He was hot to the point of vaporization.
It's too embarrassing. It's different from that night. Today, she is awake. There is a couple two seats away from them. He's moving a lot, maybe they will find out.
But he really wanted her to touch, and he couldn't control himself.
Qiao Li did not reach in, but kept drawing the shape of his penis through his panties.
Her heart was numb with the heat from her fingers. She really wanted to see what his penis looked like, and she wanted to smell the smell to see if it would be as hot as his penis.
Her strength was not great, but Feng Yi's breathing was already chaotic.
In order not to make a sound, his chest heaved violently, and the prostatic fluid overflowing from the horse's eyes wetted a small piece of his underwear.
When Qiao Li touched the humidity, her fingers paused, only to realize that her legs were also wet.
She reached to the edge of her panties.
Feng Yi's breathing became significantly heavier, biting his mouth, not daring to make a sound.
Qiao Li didn't like what he wanted. She reached into her panties and found the horse's eye spitting out mucus.
The pulp of his finger slipped lightly on it, and Feng Yi's arm gripped on the armrest tightened, his blue veins bursting out.
"Um......"
He let out an extremely weak hum, filled with shame and joy that could not be hidden.
Her hands were so soft, and a little cooler than his penis.
The direct touch made him feel like an electric shock, and he almost forgot where he was for a moment. He just wanted to take out his penis and beg her to help him ejaculate quickly.
Perhaps it was this environment that made him too shy, and Qiao Li's fingers were twirling around the head of his penis, and he kept shaking.
His eyes were closed, his head was slightly raised, his Adam's apple twitched as he swallowed, and his thick eyelashes kept shaking, making him look pitiful.
Fingers slid along the coronal groove, Feng Yi's body clinging to the back of the chair flicked, his lower back quickly lifted, and he was quickly controlled by the master to fall.
She increased her strength, and with the feeling of digging, she slipped through the coronal groove again.
Feng Yi let out a painful snort, this time the movement of raising his waist was a bit big, and the back of the chair was arched by him.
He froze all of a sudden, half-opened his eyes and looked over, his eyes were foggy.
Looking at him, Qiao Li almost didn't laugh, but she pretended to be annoyed: "Are you blaming me? Are you uncomfortable?"
Of course it's comfortable, his soul will fly when he's comfortable, but it's too exciting, and he can't stand it.
"Comfortable......"
Her hand touched the bulging scrotum on his side and rubbed it. Feng Yi closed his inner eyes again, frowning with extreme patience.
When he wasn't paying attention, she squeezed and Feng Yi grabbed her arm violently.
"Well......"
Suppressed, trembling, with the taste of begging for mercy.
Qiao Li leaned against his ear and said softly, "Shoot me quickly..."
Feng Yi had never heard such tempting and lewd words before, an electric current crawled up his spine and headed straight to his scalp.
Qiao Li thinks his reaction is too interesting, obviously it's not a joke, so what?
She continued her efforts and teased: "Cum out all your thick and fishy semen, shoot it on my palm, and make my palm dirty, okay?"
Feng Yi was provoked by her words and took a deep breath, his ears were heating up.
Qiao Li bit his red earlobe and said indistinctly, "You still want to cum in my pussy..."
Before he could finish speaking, Feng Yi raised his hips abruptly, twitching slightly all over his body, and let out a groan of suppressed pain.
A warm liquid shot into her palm and wet his panties.
Qiao Li was dumbfounded. He didn't stop, and after a few more strokes, Qiao Li quickly pulled away and shot all his semen onto his panties.
Qiao Li was speechless, it was too wet.
After she took out the wet tissue and wiped her palms, Feng Yi still hadn't recovered.
Seeing that the movie was about to end, he finally came back to his senses, unsteadily zipping up his trousers, buttoning them up, and tugging at the hem of his clothes.
In the dark, that look of shame, grievance, contentment and remorse is very much like a pretty widow in the village who can't stand loneliness and cheating with a widower.