QST(H) I: The Delicate Flowers are Hard to Grow [快穿之娇花难养]

Female CEO x little milk dog (6) [micro H]

In the end, Han Lichuan felt that Fan Zi was quite satisfied with his body, and he was actually very satisfied with her body...

The first personality suddenly felt a little shy. Although he and Fan Zi did not have sex last night, he watched the whole process. Compared with the second personality, he observed her in more detail, from beginning to end, including the shrinking little hole, and the goosebumps on her body.

Silently, Han Lichuan's face turned red again.

At seven or eight o'clock in the evening, Fan Zi came back from the company. Han Lichuan sat on the sofa and waited obediently, glancing at the door from time to time, for fear of missing anything.

There was a sound of unlocking the door, and Han Lichuan immediately stood up and looked over.

Fan Zi opened the door and saw Han Lichuan looking so embarrassed. She smiled and waved: "Baby, won't you give me a hug when I come home?"

Han Lichuan ran over and hugged her obediently. The dry smell of the boy made Fan Zi take a deep breath, tilt her head up and ask for a kiss: "Kiss me."

The bright red mouth somehow matched the one last night. Han Lichuan swallowed, his body tensed slightly, but he still bowed down and kissed her lips.

He would not resist at all. Fan Zi sucked and licked Han Lichuan's mouth, and felt the boy's jerky response. It was not stormy, but instead asked her to lead, which was very gentle.

The little puppy is really well-behaved.

Fan Zi said silently in her heart, and pinched his buttocks with both hands, rubbing them gently.

The boy's breathing became turbulent. He was surprised and a little panicked, but he did not push Fan Zi away, but allowed her to do whatever she wanted.

The distance between the two of them was so close, so close that Fan Zi could feel the heat of his cock, which was bulging under his lower abdomen, as if he wanted to break open the casual pants that were wrapping him before he would give up.

Fan Zi licked his lips, moved her hands from his hips to the side, and pulled off the pants with a gentle tug.

Han Lichuan's face was getting redder and redder. He touched her back with his hands but did not dare to move. He felt that his soul was about to leave. At this moment, he felt that the second personality wanted to replace him and gain control of the body.

It's okay, I can do it, he said.

Fan Zi teased him for a long time, but didn't notice his change. The expression on her face became playful. She put her arms around his neck and whispered softly: "Good boy, carry me to the sofa, okay?"

Han Lichuan pursed his lips, kicked off his pants with his legs, and lifted Fan Zi towards the sofa.

As soon as he sat down, Fan Zi turned over and sat on him. Under his eyes, she took off her clothes, leaving only the rose-red underwear.

The thin lace outlines perfect curves, round and straight. Han Lichuan only glanced at it and then looked away.

Fan Zi couldn't bear to tease this little cutie, and deliberately teased him: "Hey, dear, don't I look good? Why don't you look at me?" Through a layer of underwear, the hard object was a little awkward.

"Good-looking..." How could she not be good-looking? It's just that he didn't dare to look at her.

Fan Zi got closer and said, "Where is the prettiest place? The face, or here?" She touched her erection with his hand.

He hesitated, and Fan Zi's ears turned red looking at him: "They are all...all beautiful..."