Chapter 3.

类别:modern 作者:Samuel字数:2501更新时间:25/11/26 08:20:47
  Zhao Yan lying on the bed, breathing heavily, gradually recovered a trace of clarity in the eyes, but then flooded with a touch of disorientation.
It seems that the eyes are going to look over ......
Lin Cheng saw the situation and hastily retreated, trembling, released in his hands, quietly went back to his room.
Lying on his own bed, he couldn't help but think of his mother-in-law's tantalizingly delicate body, and a burst of dryness swept through his body.
Lin Cheng tried to remind himself that this is his own mother-in-law, he can not think nonsense, but the thoughts but simply can not control, directly took out the cell phone, pulled out the video.
Directly put the video to the maximum, looking at the screen full of close-ups of Zhao Yan's valley, Lin Cheng seems to have smelled the faint smell again, the body even had a reaction again.
Just at this moment, a slight footsteps from the room door rang, and more and more close, today only he and mother-in-law at home, is it mother-in-law at the door?
Lin Cheng just thought of this, there was a knocking sound from the door, he was startled,quickly put away his cell phone, walked to the door and opened the door, he saw Zhao Yan standing in the doorway.
"Auntie, what's the matter?" Lin Cheng asked as he looked at the blushing Zhao Yan,his heart beat a little faster as he looked at Zhao Yan who was wearing a tulle like nightgown.
"Xiao Cheng, you have to help Auntie, otherwise,Auntie won't have the face to see others." Zhao Yan's face was as red as if it could drip water, and during the process of speaking, her legs were always spread open.
"Auntie, what exactly is it?" Lin Cheng tried to eliminate the bad thoughts from his mind, and said with a serious face. "I can't say, you'll know when you see it."
Zhao Yan directly lay on her back on Lin Cheng's bed, whispering while slowly lifting her nightgown upwards.
"Could it be that she wants to have something with me?" The thought suddenly popped into Lin Cheng's mind, looking at the moving body lying on his bed, not defending herself at all, revealing a wolf-like gaze in his eyes.
Under the light, Zhao Yan looks especially moving, almost transparent tulle, not only can't cover her moving body, but also brings a kind of stimulation to Lin Cheng.

Looking at Zhao Yan's hidden body, Lin Cheng's breathing began to rush, and his eyes were even more deadly staring at Zhao Yan's thighs.