The host's stupidity is not born, it belongs to man.

Yan Ge can understand the host's stupidity, probably because life is too short, so unlike other creatures like her and chicken, most people will have obsessions.

Experiences such as the host have such obsessions, which is normal.

Luo Ze held her soft girl in her arms, really endured hard.

So with patience, my hands started to get errant again.

But unlike the rudeness just now, this time it was very gentle. Fingers were touching the back of her neck, and it seemed to be appeasing her. Actually, she wanted to find a chance to slide down her neck.

Lorze had forgotten that Yange would break up with that boy immediately. He was so happy that now he just wanted to create an ambiguous atmosphere and then swallow her.

"Does it still hurt in that place?" Loze looked down at Yan Ge, his voice mute: "I'll see if there is inflammation."

With that said, his hands had moved down Yange's belly, trying to unravel Yange's school skirt.

Yan Ge stared at Louther with a pair of **** and white eyes: "Uncle, do you want to do that kind of thing to me?"

Lorze didn't dare to meet her gaze, only bowed her head and pecked her lips: "Obviously, this time, your uncle will not make you hurt anymore."

Yange held his hand, and she took one of his middle fingers and put his hand on her heart: "Uncle, I hurt here."

Luo Ze thought that the song was talking about the chest, and immediately touched it. "Uncle rub it for you."

Yange didn't resist, she even raised her head slightly, making her face closer to Loze: "Uncle, you adopted me in the first place to sleep with me in the future?"

With his fingers, Luo Ze bowed his head and met Yan Ge's eyes.

Those eyes, which have not been defiled by the mundane world, are pure, black and white, beautiful and ashamed of themselves.

He hesitated for a moment, then lowered his head, kissed her eyes, and avoided her gaze: "Obviously, I like you."

He ignored her question, but expressed it in another way: "I like it very much, your eyes, your lips, your soft body, and your chest, your legs, your every Everywhere I like so much, I want to sleep with you, not because I adopted you, but because I like you. "

"Obviously, I like you and can't wait to hold you like this forever."

"I like my uncle, too." Yan Ge looked at him, because in the eyes of Luo Ze, water vapor gradually accumulated in his eyes: "But I don't like my uncle to treat me like this, everyone said I picked it up, my uncle did to me It makes me feel more like I picked it up. My uncle picked me up just to do something like that for me. "

"Fool, that kind of thing can only be done with the most loved ones and only the closest ones. If I don't like you, I won't even touch you."

"But Xiaotian likes me very much and doesn't do that to me." Yange immediately refuted: "Xiaotiantian never does that to me."

Lowe: ...

His scalding body seemed to be soaked with cold water.

Who is Xiao Tiantian, guess without asking.

In just a few days, she called others Xiaotian every day.

She grew up, but she always called his uncle, never a more intimate nickname.

Lothar felt himself sour and bubbling.

"He just likes you more than I like you as much as I like you." Loze tightly embraced the song, his voice angered: "Obviously, am I not as important as that guy? In your heart, I'm worse than him? "