Going forward - 1508 Soft handle

A familiar dizziness suddenly came, and Dou Yifan seemed to be back to the last time he was drunk by Ouyang Da and others in Yizhou at the celebration banquet. He reluctantly dragged two heavy cotton legs and finally walked to the sofa. Before he could stop his steps, he fell down suddenly. A wonderful softness made Dou Yifan rub reluctantly, and he was muttering randomly in his mouth, "Bi'er! Bi'er! I'm here..."

Dou Yifan didn't know how Liu Sirui returned to the hotel that night. Dou Yifan was even less interested in knowing how Yi Shushu went back. The only thing he could remember was that he fell on a soft sofa, and the sofa was very elastic, and he hugged it with his hands and had a warmth. He sniffed it hard, and could smell a faint fragrance. Dou Yifan arched it hard, and could feel the tenderness touching his nose and mouth.

"District Director Dou, wake up! Wake up! Where are you staying? I'll take you back, okay?" Liu Xinran looked at the tall figure lying in the back seat with a confused look on his face, and turned around and called softly at him.

He waved to Liu Sirui and others outside the car window. Liu Xinran hesitated and didn't know where to take the man drunk in her car to. The white car slowly drove out of Yun Xiangshang Bar at around 2 a.m. Liu Xinran drove around the city of Zhouning, and finally drove the car into Xingtan Community in his community. The car drove downstairs to Building C, but Liu Xinran was stunned when she watched her house on the fourth floor. She was just a woman, and she had drunk a lot of alcohol. It would be even more difficult to carry Dou Yifan's body of a meter-80-meter-old body to the fourth floor.

After a while, Liu Xinran drove the car to the parking lot behind the community, trying to find a place that no one noticed, sitting in the car waiting for Dou Yifan to wake up before making plans. Dou Yifan, who was lying in the back seat of the car, muttering something, and his whole body had fallen down while the car was driving, and half of his body had already slid under the seat.

"Hey, why are you so drunk? Uh..." After parking the car, Liu Xinran looked back with fluffy eyes. When she found that Dou Yifan was unable to sit steadily, she had to push open the door and enter the back seat of the car to pull up Dou Yifan's heavy body. She pulled Dou Yifan's arm hard, but she couldn't pull his body. Just as Liu Xinran sighed secretly, Dou Yifan's arm had already hugged her waist at some point.

"Bi'er, you have lost weight, you have lost a lot... Thank you, thank you, you have done!" Dou Yifan closed his eyes, reached out to hug the woman beside him, and kept muttering.

The air conditioner in the car was a little cold. Dou Yifan leaned over to the woman beside him, and his mouth was full of alcohol arched towards his tender face. He soon discovered a source of coolness. He pounced on him without hesitation, hugged the cool spring mouth and sucked it for a while.

"Uh... Yifan, I..." Liu Xinran's heartbeat was beating. Although she clearly heard Dou Yifan's name calling out from her mouth, she couldn't help but whisper softly after being reviewed by Dou Yifan's lips.

After a while, while Liu Xinran was waiting all over, Dou Yifan moved his fingers, but there seemed to be no intention of further action. He hesitated and reached out to hold Dou Yifan's palm, and Liu Xinran covered his palm heavily in the beating position of her atrium. After a while, Liu Xinran gently moved Dou Yifan's palm and slowly rubbed the peaks of her chest. The heat from the palm quickly burned Liu Xinran's atrium emptiness and loneliness. She trembled with her hands, unzipped the zipper on her back, and took off her dress with difficulty, allowing her chest to face Dou Yifan face to face.

"Yeah!" The softness of the palm of his hand made Dou Yifan reluctant to move away. He couldn't help but pinch it hard, and a slight sigh came from his ears. Dou Yifan was very upset. He tried to spread his heavy eyelids hard, but he couldn't see the woman in front of him. He put his head over, stroking for a while, and finally found the two towering peaks. In the blur, Dou Yifan sucked greedily like a lost baby seeing his mother. In the hazy, a sweet spring juice seemed to flow out, flowing down Dou Yifan's hot throat, nourishing his hot body.

"Yifan, um!" Liu Xinran moved his waist slightly, pulled open Dou Yifan's belt, and liberated the huge object in his underwear. She touched it gently with a red face, and found that the sword had a tendency to grow. This feeling made Liu Xinran even more love. She rubbed it slowly, slowly experiencing the temperature brought by the sword... Until she couldn't help but sigh, and after looking around, Liu Xinran carefully turned her face over.

"Bi'er, so... hot! You've lost weight, um, you've lost weight! Ah!" Dou Yifan finally opened his blurred eyes and vaguely watched the woman in front of him slowly bow down his head. A torrent suddenly rushed through his dantian and reached his lower abdomen, reaching his chest, causing him to overflow with an ambiguous cry.

Liu Xinran straightened his waist slightly, gently pulled down the only triangular fabric left on his feet, and slowly helped Dou Yifan sit up. She trembled with her hands and pulled Dou Yifan's palms tightly, allowing him to cover her chest tightly, raised her legs slightly, and sat on Dou Yifan's lower abdomen with force.

It was late at night, and the car moved. Liu Xinran's body danced, and her fragile soul flew! She held Dou Yifan's shoulder with both hands, opened her chest and tightly wrapped the man who was still calling out the names of other women in her mouth. The fullness and fulfillment in her lower abdomen brought Liu Xinran back to the strange and familiar passion. The pleasure surging like a tide made her climb to the peak of happiness again and again. Sitting on Dou Yifan's body, Liu Xinran was exercising forcefully, gasping weakly, as if afraid that her strange breathing would alarm the man who was chewing on her chest with force.

Dou Yifan seemed to be sitting on a roller coaster flying rapidly. He grabbed the handle in front of him with great effort, but found that the softness in his hand was so heart-warming. He grabbed it tightly, but was worried that he would lose the handle in the wind. He was very anxious and a little worried, so he had to open his mouth and bit the two soft handles tightly. A warm feeling wrapped around his body, causing Dou Yifan to fall into an illusory air intoxicatedly. In his mind, Ling Yunbi was sweating profusely, and the sleeping position where she put her long legs on his waist. Dou Yifan finally understood, and understood why Ling Yunbi raised her two lines afterwards.
Chapter completed!