Chapter 098 Mandala is full of fragrance

After I said it, Mandala didn't talk for a long time. We huddled in a quilt, but I didn't have any frivolous thoughts about her in my heart.

"Sister Man, please keep it a secret for me." Finally, I sighed and smiled at her: "After listening to the story, go to bed. It's going to be dawn outside."

"Are you going to sleep?" Mandala's lips are close to my face, and the hot breath makes me tremble.

"I can't sleep..." I had a fever in my ear and whispered,

"Wang Zai, I have another question." Mandala's voice seemed to tremble slightly and said dryly,

"Hmm."

"At that time... Well, do it with Mu Yan several times a week." A scorching air wave spewed out of Mandala's little mouth,

"Then who remembers..." The tip of my heart trembled and swallowed the mouth: "Sometimes several times a night, sometimes... it takes two nights to do it once..."

"A several times a night." Mandala obviously doesn't believe it: "It's true or not."

"Of course it's true." An evil fire surged in my lower abdomen: "My one is very strong."

"Which one is very strong."

"It's hard to say, but you know."

"I know, but... I don't believe it."

"Well, I can't prove it to you. Go to bed."

"Wang Zai, I... haven't done it for a long time, a long time..." Mandala's body was tentatively pasted. Seeing that I didn't dodge, the girl slowly raised her delicate thigh and pressed it on my body: "You know... You know... When the dog in your mouth came in... What am I doing?"

"What are you doing?" My head is buzzing. I wipe it. This is not a test of my brother's determination.

The mandala lay in my ear and whispered, "Self-comfort."

"You..."

I just feel that my heart suddenly stopped, and my whole body was speechless and I didn't know what to say.

"What, do you think it's unexpected?" Mandala gently stroked my face,

"No, it's not surprising..." My voice trembled a little, and I subconsciously said, "It seems that that sentence is correct."

"Which sentence."

"The more violent a woman on the surface, the more fragile the inside... The more indifferent the woman on the surface, the more... the more..."

"**-Is that right?" Mandala said hoarsely, "Because everyone is eager to be a different person, right?"

"Well... that's right... in fact... in fact... it's not as serious as you said."

"Wang Zai, women are also human beings, especially at my age. Whether physically or psychologically, we need a man." Mandala hugged me obediently and lay beside me and said intermittently, "Since the divorce, I have also tried to find another man, but under my current conditions, it's not easy to find a man I like."

"It's you... I've had a failed marriage, and I have a shadow in my heart. I don't want to get married again."

"Maybe." Mandala turned back and took out the pink ** under the head of the bed: "So... this is more reliable."

"Sister Man...you..."

"Actually, I don't have to be careful about what happened tonight. I can't blame others." Mandala sighed softly and said, "I took a task in the game at night. I wanted to ask you to complete it with me... But when I saw that you had gone offline, I had no intention and quit the game."

I smiled bitterly. In addition to Sister Mu and Su Qin, there were people who were thinking about me.

"After going offline, I also asked the girl who watched the store to go back first. I wanted to ask you to come over for dinner, but the number has been dialed... I hung up again." Mandala laughed with a sense of shame: "A little widow always calls you, which has a bad influence on you."

"Sister Man, you think too much. What's wrong with us being decent?" I felt a little guilty when I said this,

"Yes, but I didn't think so at that time. I ate something casually and didn't even lock the door, so I went back to the bedroom." Mandala gently unbuttoned my pajamas and leaned his face against my arm: "I'm like a demon, and my mind is full of you... So I took out this... Uh-huh..."

I'm a little embarrassed. It seems that I'm still very attractive and can be regarded as an object of fantasy by others.

"Maybe... I was so involved that I didn't even know anyone was coming in... That bastard... I took a picture of the process with my mobile phone, and then rushed in to threaten me... I... I secretly dialed your phone." The waves spewing from Mandala's mouth became stronger and stronger, and the little reason in my mind completely collapsed: "You are the only person in my call record, and I also believe... You will come, you will..."

With that, the mandala exerted a little force, and the perfect delicate body pressed me under his body: "Wangzi, can I... kiss you?"

"Sister Man..." I'm afraid that one can't hold back and said in a hoarse voice, "Let me sing a song for you."

"Love song."

"Well, almost." I didn't dare to look at Mandala's eyes and whispered, "Two tigers, two tigers, fall in love, fall in love, both are male, both are male, what a pervert, what a pervert..."

"The egg hurts." Mandala couldn't help laughing and said,

"Oh, sister, you don't have it. How can it hurt?"

"Who said I didn't." The mandala showed an inexplicable smile,

"What." I was shocked,

"Isn't the face an egg? I twitched when I laughed when I heard you sing. Is this 'egg pain'?"

Me: "..."

"Little bad guy, you got the wrong question." Mandala slowly lay down, and the two unfettered tenderness and fullness on her chest clung to my chest. Her bright red mouth was less than a centimeter away from me, and her voice gasped: "Can I kiss you?"

"No." I have a dry voice,

"Wang Zai..." Mandala's eyes suddenly turned red: "I...you...do you think I'm shameless, I...I..."

"No." I took a deep breath: "Because I... Well, I don't like to be so passive."

With that, in the exclamation of the mandala, I leaned sideways and held her in my arms.

"Wang Zai." It seems that I didn't expect that I would do such a thing at all. The moment when the mandala was half pressed under me, there was a surprise and an accident in my voice.

"Sister Man, I'm sorry, I can't stand it." In fact, I have been tortured for a long time. My throat interferes, my breath is short, and my lips are almost cracked and I kissed the bright red mouth of Mandala fiercely.

"Wow..."

The mandala whined like a kitten. Her lips were soft and cold. At the moment she touched it, a sensitive tongue reached into my mouth, which was fragrant and refreshing.

Mandala stretched out her arms around my neck. Under the cover of the thin pajamas, the hot body became hotter and hotter. She closed her eyes, as if her whole body was immersed in this crazy kiss.

The mandala kissed seriously and reacted fiercely. In fact, I was not. Although I couldn't see her expression clearly in the night, her unique body fragrance came from her nose, which made me confused and completely fell.

She and I, one is a man who suppresses a lot of things in his heart, and the other is a young woman who is eager to be released, just like a dry firewood fire. Only a spark can form a prai flute,

I don't know how long it took to kiss, the mandala trembled so much that even the surface of his body oozed out a trace of sweat: "Wang Zai... please... touch me..."

"Sister Man..." I could hardly make any sound in my throat, and my left hand trembled along her collarbone.

"Myss..." Mandala took a breath of cold air, and then what I couldn't imagine was that two lines of tears slowly fell down the corners of the beautiful girl's eyes.

"Sister Man, I, I..." I was a little at a loss: "I'm sorry, I, I... didn't mean to..."

I don't know what to say. At this time, the language seems to have become pale and weak.

"Wang Zai, no, no..." Mandala's voice was crying and choked, "I haven't had this feeling of happiness for a long time... I... I'm a little dizzy, I..."

"Sister Man, what do you... want to say?" I licked my lips,

"Wang Zai... I'll be your lover, okay?" Mandala hesitated for a moment, took my hand and put it on her chest.

"Sister Man, if you don't mind my past... Well, marry me." I don't know if the flames stunned my reason, or I really hope that a woman like Mandala will accompany me for the rest of my life, or for no reason. I am very loud, very loud, even with a roar of prayer,

"Wang Zai." I didn't say it was okay. As soon as I said that the tears of the mandala fell down, it seemed that she put down all her reservedness, put her hands around my waist and pressed it hard, and hissed, "Your words are enough... I'm a divorced woman. I don't want you to marry."

"I don't care."

"But I care." The mandala stood up hard and kissed my lips crazily: "Sister, don't get married. Be your lover, I want to be your lover."

"Sister..."

"Wang Zai, come on." Mandala reached out and untied my clothes, revealing my not strong body: "From today on, you are my sister's little man."

"Brush."

I have blood all over my body, TMD. At this time, I love TM anyway. I'm a man,,,,

Picking up the mandala's nightdress, I reached out and slid her lower abdomen, raised the small lace foot, and the trousers slowly fell down her smooth thighs.

The mandala seems to be a little nervous, and the full chest is fluctuating and trembling rapidly.

"Sister, you..."

"My little man, come on..." The mandala took a deep breath, and his tight body gradually relaxed, as if waiting for the moment of breaking the cocoon into a butterfly.

"Hmm." I nodded gently and answered, "Sister, it may be... a little painful at the beginning..."

"Fool, it's not my first time... Don't worry." The mandala smiled softly, and the room was full of fragrance.