Seduce a shy loyal dog

Chapter 31

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Rubbing him all the way into the room, Song Yirong was carefully placed on the sofa, the sofa was soft, and his body sank into it softly.

Zhou Lang knelt on the edge of the sofa, pressed his palms on the back of the sofa, his knuckles were bent, and the veins on his arms coiled like the twigs of a tree.

Song Yirong was a little hard to breathe, his fingers were slender, and he needed closer contact, so he slowly touched Zhou Lang's face, and then slid to his arm, boiling blood flowed from his palm, he touched the bulging veins on Zhou Lang's arm, Get sexy as hell.

Zhou Lang's kiss wasn't too aggressive, but it was dense and long-lasting.

Song Yirong was so kissed that he straightened up, and his fingers moved uncontrollably to the position of the puppy.

But it was quite imposing, the dog's paw poked his stomach hurt, Song Yirong pulled out a little thought, thought for a while, then raised his lips and smiled, the puppy really can't be called a puppy, the "little" is wronging it.

"Do you like puppies that much?" Zhou Lang's breath sank, and Song Yirong's muffled groans sounded in Song Yirong's ears, as if electrified, causing Song Yirong's head to be filled with hot air.

Song Yirong hooked the puppy's chin and smiled: "Which one are you talking about?"

Zhou Lang didn't answer him anymore, the puppy jumped recklessly in Song Yirong's palm, its vitality was too vigorous.

But this time nothing was prepared, and the two of them had little experience in this matter.

Zhou Lang rubbed Song Yirong's hair, kissed his lips again, and wanted to get up, "I want to borrow your bathroom."

Song Yirong licked his lips, stretched his legs forward, hooked his waist, and brought him back. Zhou Lang staggered, threw himself on Song Yirong, supported the back of the chair with his palm, and said hoarsely, "I'm not allowed to go?"

"What's the matter?" Song Yirong raised his chin, looked very arrogant, and touched the puppy again. The puppy was very easy to be teased, and couldn't stand it a few times, so he stuck out his tongue, slapping his breath between Song Yirong's fingers Bounce around.

Zhou Lang was defeated, touched Song Yirong's head, and said, "Be good, I can't help it."

Song Yirong smiled sullenly, and his gentle tone made Zhou Lang tremble, "Zhou Lang, you have to bear it before I can help you."

Zhou Lang swallowed his throat, Song Yirong's light gray shadow was reflected in his dark brown eyes, like gray rain falling in molten gold.

Song Yirong stripped off the puppy's coat and poked in. The puppy shivered as if afraid of the cold. He stroked the puppy's body soothingly, and then moved it in circles leisurely.

Zhou Lang felt aggrieved, like a big wet dog, "Song Yirong, move more."

Song Yirong lazily approached, her beautiful face was slightly sweaty and shiny, and said, "Zhou Lang, do you want to see me kiss the puppy."

Zhou Lang looked at Song Yirong in a daze, the skin around the mermaid line was tense, and the veins popped up, which made people's heart skip a beat.

"No need." But Zhou Lang still said, he was reluctant.

Song Yirong had already lowered his head, Zhou Lang was bitten tightly, and a low voice came out of his throat.

On the other hand, Song Yirong's is like a peeled sugar cane, white and sweet.

Zhou Lang felt that he was eating candy, and the sweetness wafted into the air, making Song Yirong tremble in his hand, no longer the look of ease.

Song Yirong casually wiped off the beads of sweat on his collarbone, and said in a soft voice, "Work hard, brother will buy you ice cream."

Zhou Lang moved his teeth, parted his lips, and asked slowly, "Do you have Song Yirong's taste?"

Song Yirong smiled: "What do you think?"

The cat circled around the sofa, looking curiously at the two stacked ice creams. It was so hot in summer that the ice cream was so hot that it was about to melt, and the water was shining brightly on the soft sofa.

The cat also wanted to get a share of the action, but was grabbed by the back of the neck by a powerful hand and put it back on the floor.

The cat is very wronged, the floor is really cold, where is its little mother cat?

It was a rare thing, Zhou Lang held Song Yirong in his arms and did not let go, his hands were searching around all the time.

It's also a man, how can someone be so soft, the skin sucks like sweet jelly, and Wuyi exudes a good fragrance all over his body.

Song Yirong clung to his ear and said word by word: "Zhou Lang, next time, let's prepare well."

Zhou Lang grabbed Song Yirong's finger and put it on his lips to kiss him. He really wanted to take a bite, but he held back, nodded, and said, "Okay."

Song Yirong and him looked at each other, and Zhou Lang's gaze slowly slid to the little mole on Song Yirong's Adam's apple.

Song Yirong smiled, and the little mole moved up and down, like a lover's net, grabbing Zhou Lang's saliva, tendons, and heartbeat together, making him at a loss as to what to do, and his heart beating like a drum.

So soon, Song Yirong couldn't laugh anymore, and when his Adam's apple moved, it was itchy like an ant biting him. Zhou Lang's lips were very strong, which made him hurt, but didn't hurt him too much.

Bit by bit, Song Yirong was flushed red.

The author says:

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