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7. Good son
Ruan Jiaojiao ordered an English breakfast. She was sticking a meat sausage with a fork. Murong Nian watched her open her rosy lips, took a bite with her white teeth, and her slippery pink tongue was faintly visible during chewing. He stared in amazement.
Ruan Jiaojiao noticed that Murong Nian was staring at her to eat, like a puppy with the meat that Harazi coveted in her hand, so she naturally handed the fork to his mouth, her eyes full of love. .
"Come on, take a bite." Good son.
Murong Nian unconsciously bit the leftover meat sausage she had eaten, recovered, and vomited it out.
"I don't want to eat, so what are you doing while staring at me with greedy expression?" Ruan Jiaojiao moved her plate a little disgustingly.
What he wants to eat is not meat sausage at all! !
Murong Nian was disgusted by her, and the fire in his heart burned more vigorously. He stood up, put his hands on the table, looked at her condescendingly, and said with an evil smirk on the corner of his lips.
"Mom, if my sister knew that the woman she photographed with Shen Shiyan in the hotel yesterday was you, would you say she would eat you alive?"
Sure enough, Murong Nian was extremely satisfied seeing the woman's eyes condensed.
"You should know best how she will deal with the woman dangling by Shen Shiyan. But I am also curious, why did the little mother knowingly commit the crime, why did you stay with Shen Shiyan yesterday?"
Although there is no evidence of the two people fooling around, Murong Nian still has questions about how lone men and women would appear in the hotel.
Ruan Jiaojiao put down her fork and appeared here from Murong Nian. She expected that the arrival would be unkind, as expected.
"You have also searched, you should know that I and him are innocent."
"So what? Just showing you and Shen Shiyan in the hotel alone is enough to make the little girl go crazy." Murong Nian leaned over and almost leaned in front of her.
The corner of his lips smiled deeper, and a small pear vortex appeared on his cheeks. The smile looked as bright as the sun outside the window, but behind it was as if the black wings of a demon were spreading out, and the malicious eyes were unconcealed.
"What do you want?" Ruan Jiaojiao raised her eyebrows, only to feel that the dog in front of her wagged its tail extremely happily, and looked a little cute in a threatening manner.
Murong Nian was questioned. He patronized and happily grabbed the handle of the old woman. She was so on the way, without struggling or resisting, he didn't know what he wanted to do at once.
She looked at him, her direct gaze suddenly made his cheek fever a little bit, Murong Nian was a little embarrassed by her, involuntarily dodged with a guilty conscience, but suddenly a wave of shame surged.
He grabbed her by the skirt of her clothes. This was the subconscious action of the Little Demon King when he encountered other people's provocations, but he did not expect to pull off her bathrobe. There was a vacuum inside, and her snow-white peach milk jumped like this. Come out, brightly exposed under his nose.
Murong Nian opened his eyes wide, staring straight at the plump breasts. With a movement of his apple, he swallowed abruptly, only to feel that his cheeks burned hotter, as if he heard his deafening heartbeat. .
But when he noticed Ruan Jiaojiao’s expression, he turned from shame to anger in an instant. She didn't even panic. Instead, she showed a kind of gentleness and kindness, just like the tolerance of the elders to the younger ones, as if to say that you should stop making trouble. Tuck the placket so as to cover up the drenching spring scenery in time.
Look down on me! ! Am I a bear kid in her heart?
Murong Nian suddenly recalled these years that she did indeed perform the responsibilities of parents on behalf of Murong Li. Once he and Murong Wan got into trouble, she would go to the school to deal with it or go to the police station to bail and apologize and reconcile with the other party.
On the one hand, Murong Nian didn’t look at her low eyebrows, and on the other hand, he felt sorry for her being called by Murong Li’s old guy, but this didn’t affect his squeezing of her labor, enjoying the convenience of her being sent by him. In his eyes, her weak temperament deserved to be called, and Murong Li paid her a good salary for the equivalent exchange, she was no different from other people working for Murong's family.
Even if she married Murong Li, in Murong Nian's eyes, she was still indistinguishable from a servant, but she changed her status and continued to serve their family.
So, why does she, the poor creature, treat him as a wayward bear child?
Murong Nian suddenly burst into flames and surged from bottom to top. He grabbed the wrists of her hands and lifted her from the chair.
The teenager was tall and long in legs. Ruan Jiaojiao was lifted up by his arm by his arm, which shortened him a lot. The band of the bathrobe had been torn apart by his previous actions. At this moment, there was no finger grip, and she naturally opened it to both sides. It looks like a fruit that has been peeled away, revealing the tenderness without any strands inside.
Murong Nian’s eyes were filled with lust and anger. He pulled her away from the dining table and strode towards the big bed. Ruan Jiaojiao was dragged and staggered, losing her balance and almost falling over, and then she was slammed by Murong Nian. , Was violently thrown onto the bed.
She fell on the mattress, the elastic mattress bounced again after being pressed by a heavy object, and she trembled with her two balls of white flesh. She was fainted by the fall, and she hadn't recovered. The boy had already pressed down, firmly grasped her wrists, and buckled her sides firmly.
He looked at her with the evil in his eyes almost overflowing from his eyes. He raised his lips and smiled, sticking out the tip of his tongue and licking his thin lips, his teeth were dazzling white.
"Mother, I want to breastfeed."
Murong Nian lowered her head and held one of her sweet breasts.
"Hmm..."
The sensitive sex was wrapped in the boy’s mouth. He sucked hard, as if a child was breastfeeding, as if he was about to suck out juice. Ruan Jiaojiao couldn’t help but snorted, her legs aroused. A dampness gushed out of it.
rub! This kid is so cute and sluggish, who can stand this Nima!
But when he heard the sobbing of the woman under him, Murong Nian's lust burned more vigorously, the ** under his crotch was swollen and painful, the ** was clamoring, and the blood was rushing. He couldn't help but see the scene in his dream, Because the memory is too vague, it casts an extremely unreal illusory hazy feeling.
Chunmeng has no trace...
However, he knew that it happened in reality, which allowed him to repeat to her what he had done in his dreams without the slightest psychological barrier.
Anyway, I've already done it once, so it doesn't matter if do it again. The voice of the devil in Murong Nian's mind bewitched over and over again. His hand stroked the soft and smooth skin of the woman, sliding down inch by inch towards the sterious one. Migu leaned forward, feeling as slippery as a dream, his heart beating faster, almost jumping out of his chest.
The vague memory became real and full due to the repetition of the action. Now, he wants to completely turn the dream into reality, and taste whether the taste is really like the dream.
(Begonia Book House) Dian てom