One Night Lovely Wife $5.50: Overwhelming Black Belly Husband

As soon as Dongfang Yunhe bit Nalan Xin'er's ear beads, a crisp and itchy current stretched from Nalan Xin'er's ear beads to the back and slid straight to the tailbone.

At this moment, her back is exposed to the air! The air is cool! The current is hot again!

A Ji Ling, she couldn't help but whimpered again: "Woo, uncle, no more... I don't want to reward..."

Who would have thought that the reward turned out to be this.

Yaya, if she said it was such a reward, she would rather lose to that **** Zhang Kaiyu.

Dongfang Yunhe couldn't help but curled his lips: "No, I am a person who believes in his words. He will definitely fulfill his promise and ‘reward’ you well."

"..." Nalan Xiner's protest was invalid, and she hummed a few times, resting her chin on the seat, her small mouth, her beautiful eyes blinking and blinking.

In the calm night, there was no light in the carriage. She was hugged by the man, and she rushed down on her stomach, half lying on the man’s knee and half lying on the seat.

The coat was taken off a long time ago, and the close-fitting clothes were also scattered. It can be said that the entire back is exposed in the air without any obstruction.

And the man's big hand is on her back...

Press ~Mo!

Knead~ Knead!

Of course, the range of kneading is not limited to this.

Every now and then, I crossed the boundary--

"Xin'er, I think you need to relax here, you see, it's not soft ~ soft..." Dongfang Yunhe solemnly "suggested", passing through her armpit, kneading and pinching the bun.

Nalan Xin'er rolled her eyes, not soft~? ! Are you kidding me? If it is not soft, can you change various shapes in your hands?

"Xin'er, I think you need to press **** your tailbone~ You see, press it, you will feel comfortable all over, and the exhaustion of the day will disappear..." Dongfang Yunhe became interested in another place. .

Nalan Xiner couldn't help but put her legs together and clamped it tightly.

Nima, uncle, are you sure you pressed the tailbone? For Mao, I think your fingers are almost stretched out where they shouldn’t be touched?

You are not allowed to go to that garden! ! !

Nalan Xin'er began to twist and twist restlessly.

Dongfang Yunhe was pressing hard. When she was twisted, her fingers slid away, a little uncomfortable, and he patted her little ass~ "Be good!"

Nima, be good, be good, be good, no matter how good you are, you will lose ground!

Nalan Xiner's face flushed, and she hummed: "Uncle, you are really good at pressing ~ Motor skills, I have seen it, or you can rest! You see it's getting late..."

"It's okay, not only does the master have good skills, but also has good physical strength. There will be no problem by daybreak." Dongfang Yunhe couldn't hear what she was playing, and replied amused.

Nalan Xin'er tried to fail, but said helplessly: "Uncle, your reward...it's really..."

I have to admit that the uncle's press is quite comfortable, but the strength is a bit strong, the man's hand is always heavier, and it is too rascal, always press it, just press it Go where you shouldn't be.

She suddenly made a plan: "Uncle, for the sake of courtesy, you reward me for pressing~Mo, I should also vote for the peach, why not... I will give you the~Mo? OK?"

Hmph, the uncle smelly hand is so strong, she will brutally destroy him later!

I thought it would take some talking~tongue, but I didn’t expect the uncle to agree very happily—

Dongfang Yunhe's hand, from top to bottom, stroked her again, turned her body over, and hugged her in his arms: "Okay, it's yours..."