Because of an aviation suit with no dead ends surrounding the human body, Sikong Miaoer had a cold war with King West for three days.

At night, King West looked at Sikong Miaoer, who was separated from him by a pup, with his beast pupils with excellent eyesight.

At this moment, Sikong Miao'er swung one hand towards the top of her head, and the other hand leaned into her pajamas to scratch her belly. After scratching her belly, she moved down again, lifting a corner of her trousers with her small hand, and the spring breeze was looming inside. King West took a closer look, but bumped into his little ancestor.

The puppy kicked its legs.

King West picked up the puppy and moved it behind him. The juvenile divine beast woke up, raised an eyelid, and saw that it was the dinosaur lobby brother that it could not defeat temporarily, and fell asleep again.

The more Sikong Miao'er's hand went down, the more King West's head leaned toward him.

Sikong Miao'er scratched there twice and stopped, and King West stopped breathing in surprise. It might be that itching started again, and Sagong Miao'er moved his paw again. After a while, maybe he was finally enjoying himself. He took out the smelly claws and put them on his belly.

King West was very sorry, he had no time to meet Sagong Miao'er's little brother. This regret was like a balloon inflating. After a while, the evil left hand defeated the good and the right hand leaned towards the waistband of Sikong Miao'er. King West lightly opened the trousers, and saw that Sagong Miao's pants were boxer shorts with a dog pattern. There was a small flame in my heart, it's a dog again!

King West dropped half of his pants and exposed the doggie boxer briefs to the air. Sikong Miao'er didn't notice it. King West added more effort to himself, and further started on the boxer briefs. The little trousers slowly left the owner's body, exposed by the curly hair that was originally covered, and King West swallowed.

Obviously it was the same thing as himself, but King West looked like he had seen a treasure in the world and stared at it without fail until Sikong Miao'er felt cold, touched his belly, and threw himself on the quilt.

The original beauty is gone. King West strangled his wrist, but he couldn't do anything else.

King West had a sweet dream that night. Sikong Miaoer wore only a pair of pants printed with a small dinosaur in front of him, twisted his hips and put his small hands on his shoulders, and King West almost couldn't control his nosebleed. Sikong Miaoer withdrew a hand and slowly pulled down the panties, little by little...

When King West woke up, he only felt damp in his pants. The single dinosaur, who has grown up for many years, fully understands what happened to him last night. Fortunately, the two around them didn't notice.

No, the little ancestor dog twitched his nose, as if he didn't like the smell very much, even in his sleep, he kept moving away.

snort! Dare to dislike him?

King West quickly took out a handful of slime from his pocket, spread out his limbs in a large font while Sagong Miao'er, without wearing his pants, wiped the slime on Sagong Miao'er. Sikong Miao'er was frozen for a while and curled up into a ball.

"Haha." King West smiled triumphantly. This is really a beautiful day! King West used his light brain to place an order and purchased a boxer shorts printed with cartoon dinosaurs and chose to deliver it today.

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