So, who is the person holding her now? !

Mi Xiaoxiao subconsciously wanted to squeeze the palm of her hand, she wanted to stimulate herself with this, so that she could wake up for a while, but someone took a step faster than her and grabbed her hand.

A gentle voice followed: "Xiaoxiao, don't be afraid, I am Pal." The thousands of words that wanted to be comforted only turned into these short words, but Mi Xiaoxiao could hear it clearly. I don't know why, but I feel like crying faintly.

Mi Xiaoxiao raised her eyes, but she saw two men, in a daze, she couldn't tell who was true and who was false, but the only reason left was hearing the word Pal, and it collapsed.

"It's hot..., it's so hot..." Mi Xiaoxiao began to stretch out her hand to pull at her clothes, the blush on her face, the more demon-like, delicate little hands, fumbled back and forth on her body, trying to take off her clothes, but she was stunned. He didn't remove it at all, but was embarrassed.

His waist-length hair was in a mess, the expression on his face seemed painful, irritable, pink lips, one and the other did not know what he was muttering, and Pal leaned closer to hear clearly.

"Hey!? Where's the zipper? Where's the zipper? Why can't it be pulled off?!"

"Hot, so hot, what kind of torn clothes! Never go there again next time!"

"Well……"

"Hey!" Although Pal didn't understand what she was muttering about, he sighed helplessly, stretched out his hand and took off his clothes, and put the animal skin jacket he was carrying on the ground, flat.

He took the initiative to pick up Mi Xiaoxiao, gently put her on the animal skin jacket, tore a rectangular strip of cloth from her animal skin skirt, grabbed Mi Xiaoxiao's hand that ignited all over his body, and worked hard to put the blood on him. The dripping wound was bandaged.

Mi Xiaoxiao was already sitting on his body. Those pink lips were messing around around his neck. He could sit and hug him, but his beloved woman ignited all over him. A man who can do things quietly is not a man.

Thinking about it, Pal straightened Mi Xiaoxiao's haunting little head with his hands, a pair of misty eyes that instantly came into view, the wet eyes, with innocence and being disturbed to the helplessness, intangible.

Pal's heart was shocked, feeling the changes in his body, Pal sighed helplessly again, and secretly said: "Sticking little demon... Fairy!"

"This looks so delicious." Mi Xiaoxiao suddenly reached out and hugged Parr's neck, a pair of pink lips, automatically attached to Parr's thin lips, tightly and seamlessly.

Gently posted it, and then left quickly, smashing it, smashing it, and said in a daze, "Huh? It's delicious! It's cold and soft, like ice cream!" A pair of eyes, It is clearly visible that there is a sense of **** and a bit of confusion.

Thinking about this, Mi Xiaoxiao wanted to stick it up again to taste the icy ‘ice cream’, but just halfway through, she couldn’t move her head, no matter how hard she exerted, she was indifferent.

A wave of anger was generated in Mi Xiaoxiao's heart. She just wanted to eat a bite of cold ice cream, why couldn't she move?

"Hey! You can't let Xiaoxiao take the lead for the first time, isn't it?" After speaking, Pal pointed at the little mouth he was thinking of, and kissed it accurately.

So, just when a certain woman was trying to struggle, an enlarged face appeared in front of her, and she couldn't see clearly. This is not important. The most important thing is that she has tasted that delicious ‘ice cream’.

The whole body is comfortable, but the desire in my heart is clamoring, she wants more and more.