its thirty-one impulse, naked response

It's almost dinner time. After taking a shower, Li Xiaodao wanted to sleep even more, but now he can't sleep in his stomach. He can only sit alone on the sofa reading a book to pass the time and wait for Yuan Ling to come and give him how to do it.

It took about an hour for Yuan Ling to come, but his dress made Li Xiaodao look straight.

White high heels, black translucent stockings, jumpsuit suspender skirt, satan bag, this dress is indeed unexpectedly sexy compared with her previous style.

"Please, you can use whatever you want in the kitchen. If you need anything, please feel free to call me."

Li Xiaodao sat on the sofa, holding a book and said without pointing out. Yuan Ling's cooking skills are probably just like that. It's just a novelty. Li Xiaodao doesn't have any expectations for the taste. Just eat it.

Yuan Ling put the bag aside and shook off her arm. Li Xiaodao was still sitting there and reading. Since he had a job, his sister couldn't see anyone all day. Li Xiaodao's extra time was nothing more than studying cooking and reading some miscellaneous books. Why can Li Xiaodao, who has never flirted with all kinds of strange-tempered women? People get along well, as if they are born with the ability to be a girl. Li Xiaodao himself doesn't know anything about this matter.

The only one who has asserted to Li Xiaodao in this regard is his first real friend Chang Kaishen, a talented doctor. He finally finished the things of Ning Qiansui, and Chang Kaishen is only three years older than Li Xiaodao. He said this before he left Xichuanzhou, "I can't even understand your own talent. Maybe it's the strange ability to perceive women's emotions."

The so-called self-talent is of course brought by people, which has nothing to do with the ability acquired by eating. When catching the dragon carp that time, Dia, who was still a levelless person, used her own talent. She belonged to the kind with a very special bloodline, and her own talent was directly active skill type.

"Ah!"

A scream directly interrupted Li Xiaodao's infinitely divergence and rushed into the kitchen.

"Well, it's okay. It's okay."

Yuan Ling quickly said to Li Xiaodao with embarrassment. She really had nothing to do. She just burned the pot during the operation and subconsciously called out.

"Well, be careful."

Nodding, Li Xiaodao smiled with encouragement and then left the kitchen. After Yuan Ling was so shocked, he seemed to have forgotten where he thought of just now. He simply leaned on the sofa and waited for the meal to be ready soon.

Not long after, Yuan Ling finished the meal, but the things served made Li Xiaodao cry and laugh. He felt as if he had entered a fast food restaurant.

Two pork chop rice for two people, tomato egg soup, and a little sauce on the boiled side dishes. Except for the special portion, Li Xiaodao can't feel any difference from the fast food outside. Speaking of fast food, Li Xiaodao hasn't eaten it for almost ten years, that is, he ate it when he was in an orphanage. That's about it.

I haven't eaten this kind of thing for a long time. Li Xiaodao took a bite of pork chop with a taste. To be honest, Yuan Ling's craftsmanship is indeed only edible. With this bite, Li Xiaodao knows that whether it is the temperature control of fried oil, time, seasoning, and the early treatment of meat are completely out of the flow.

"How about it?"

Yuan Ling couldn't wait to ask before she had eaten.

"It's just so-so, but it's quite interesting."

Li Xiaodao's pertinent evaluation said that as a professional, if he says it's delicious, it's not coaxing people, it's fake.

"Actually, this is what you made for me before."

Yuan Ling said this coldly, which almost choked Li Xiaodao. When did he cook pork chop rice for Yuan Ling? Li Xiaodao asked himself that he didn't even have time for this "commence".

"Actually, I knew from the beginning that you cooked the meals in the orphanage."

When Yuan Ling said this, Li Xiaodao suddenly made a big mistake. No wonder she told Yuan Ling before that she used to cook the food in the orphanage, but she didn't have any special reaction. But can this be what Li Xiaodao made for her? I have to say that women's logic is sometimes really strange. Fortunately, Li Xiaodao never expects to understand any woman.

"At that time, as soon as I came to the orphanage, I saw you being bullied..."

"Hist, stop, that was the bully of the orphanage in March at that time. They had no choice but to attack me."

As soon as Li Xiaodao heard this wrong memory, he quickly interrupted and corrected it. At that time, Li Xiaodao was a person who was not very gregarious, but Li March was the eldest sister. No one could be provoked. Whoever was arrested and beaten, including the teacher, the child who was beaten by her in the end could only play black hands behind his back. Of course, between children, it was nothing more than It's just some fights. What's more, Li Xiaodao is the kind of person who beats three or five. Usually, the other party is eight or nine people together. This is why Yuan Ling has always had the impression that Li Xiaodao was bullied.

"Well, I'm sorry. In fact, I was really sad when I first came here. When I saw you, I thought it was okay. But one night, I went to the kitchen and found that in the middle of the night, I was actually dealing with what I wanted to eat the next day. Later, I knew that you were cooking all the time. At that time, I suddenly felt that my business was nothing.

Yuan Ling continued to recall that tone as if Li Xiaodao was the inspiration of his life.

"That's all."

Li Xiaodao didn't want to say more. Can he say that the dean at that time forced him for some reason? Fortunately, Li Xiaodao has honed all his basic cooking skills.

Yuan Ling said a lot of words, which would make people misunderstand that she liked Li Xiaodao for a long time.

Li Xiaodao had a match. He didn't break it, but he was very clear. No matter what the reason Yuan Ling was, Li Xiaodao could see that this woman wanted to take a step closer to her.

......

After the meal, the dishes were washed, and the things were cleaned up. It seemed that Yuan Ling had no reason to stay here.

Li Xiaodao got up and walked towards the door, intending to open the door to see the guests off.

Suddenly, Yuan Ling hugged his waist from behind, hugged him tightly, and even pressed against the back of Li Xiaodao.

Are you at a loss or embarrassed? Li Xiaodao suddenly didn't understand his mood.

"Yuan Ling, let's put it this way, I can't give you anything."

Li Xiaodao was outspoken. Originally, he could say that we had known each other for a long time. It could be said that Yuan Ling was just impulsive or that he didn't feel anything, but in the end, he still said the most straightforward words.

"I understand that you won't refuse me, that's enough."

Yuan Ling said, she held Li Xiaodao tightly and pressed against him, so that Li Xiaodao could clearly feel her body.

"I know you don't understand anything, but I will treat you as if you understand everything."

This is an instive sentence. At this moment, Li Xiaodao is just an example of an ascetic young man before the beasthood.

Yuan Ling blushed and said something next to Li Xiaodao's ear. Li Xiaodao smiled and sat on the sofa and leaned against it.

After taking off her white high-heeled shoes, Yuan Ling sat on the other side of the sofa, raised her feet gently, and stretched out towards Li Xiaodao.

Looking at the neat and delicate toes, curved and beautiful calves in the black stockings, and the connection between the tight thighs and buttocks under the black silk wrap, the sharp knife mouth is dry and his tongue is dry and stunned. Such beautiful leg stockings are fatal to him.

Bend his arch and opened the trousers without a belt outside the sharp knife. The straight tent had stood upright, and then opened the edge of the underwear with his feet, and the thing suddenly popped up, ferocious.

Yuan Ling's movements on her feet stopped for a moment and began to use the instep. Her toes slowly scratch the sharp knife and around the inside of her thighs. Just looking at it was like a fire. The silk stockings were sandy but stimulated by the skin of ** by a soft and unique touch. The door of reason has completely failed.

Yuan Ling's movements are still stiff. The first time she faced an exposed man was doing such an unspeakable shame that she had never thought of before, wearing silk stockings and making a man comfortable with her feet? Yuan Ling really never thought about it.

After almost ten minutes, Yuan Ling became more and more difficult to continue such a move, but Li Xiaodao was not only getting bigger and bigger, but he could even feel the pain.

Li Xiaodao got up without warning, rushed over, and suddenly scratched the thickened area of the pantyhose in the triangle belt. With a pull and tear, the black pantyhose was torn open, revealing the snow-white legs.

One hand slowly walked down and stroked, and the other hand gently held Yuan Ling's cheek. Li Xiaodao's face stuck to it and began a long wet kiss.

Slowly, Yuan Ling also began to feel that her scalp was numb and her body was hot. Li Xiaodao began to gradually adjust her position. When he was sure that the woman under her had felt it, she impatiently broke the white cotton briefs.

"Relax, relax."

Li Xiaodao said softly and gently.

Yuan Ling closed her eyes and answered at a loss. She still seemed a little nervous. Li Xiaodao slowly comforted her until she felt that she had completely relaxed, and the scorching and hardness penetrated the warm, humid place in an instant.

Wearing black stockings, one foot was still hung with white cloth strips on his ankle, and his feet crossed and clamped the back of Li Xiaodao. With the orderly back and forth, Yuan Ling's brain was only blank.

Li Xiaodao held Yuan Ling's ankle and gently lifted it to his shoulder. The absurd night officially began here...