My Guardian Mr Bo

When An Ge'er listened to it, her face turned red.

The eyes were dodging, and I was embarrassed to look at her straight eyes, and muttered, "Here, can these questions be changed?"

Fu Jiu raised his eyebrows, and rapped leisurely on the sofa, "Okay, I'll let you go for the above questions, and you can't escape the following questions."

An Ge'er didn't say a word, her eyes twitched, she only felt that the problem at the back might not be better than the front.

really.

Fu Jiu looked at her thiefly again, and continued to pretend to ask, "Which posture does your uncle like to use best?"

As soon as this statement came out,

An Geer suddenly... His face was flushed like a prawn!

"you you you……!"

She rarely hesitated, but she couldn't say a complete sentence in a shy manner.

How could Fu Jiu let her go this time! ?

It's a good meal, and a sharp emotional mouth is used for this.

In the end, An Ge'er could only blush, as if thinking back, and saying like a mosquito, "I don't know, he seems to...like it all."

After speaking, pursing his mouth, his ears seemed to be on fire.

however.

After the first difficult opening, the back seemed much easier. Fu Jiu asked, his eyes brightened, "Then what posture have you all used, front and back, are you on top or on bottom!?"

An Ge'er closed her eyes and pretended to be dead for a while, and continued to blush with mosquito noises, "It seems...it seems to have been..."

"Oh! I don't see that this abstinence male **** has a lot of tricks on the bed. It's not rigid, tsk tsk, you made it!" Fu Jiu looked envied and asked, "How is his ability? How many times can you do it ?"

"...Four...More than four times."

"Fuck! Good-natured-fu! Isn't he big then!? They all say that looking for a husband to find such a house, 180 square meters in height, 1.8 meters in height, 18 cm... huh, you know."

Fu Jiuwen's heart was secretly refreshed.

After all, the cold and abstinent man like Bo Yan is generally difficult to control and difficult to approach, so in some things, it is really exciting and curious!

But those requirements for him, a house of 180, huh, sorry, some people on the white road are real estate business, 1.8 meters tall? By visual inspection, Bo Yan is at least 1.86 meters high, so only the following...

Cough.

Fu Jiu bluntly admitted that she is a small vulgar girl, who eats fireworks in the world, and has all the emotions and desires, and bears the brunt, cough, needless to say.

On the other side of An Ge'er, blushing and shy, he actually remembered a little bit in his mind what size he was.

An Ge'er usually didn't dare to look at it or touch it, but especially on one night before.

She was injured, but he endured the pain, so he took the initiative to crawl to his legs and gave him...

"Okay, it seems there are at least 20..."

She recalled that she didn't know what was thinking in her mind, and she looked embarrassed and tangled.

Because she seemed to have reacted too, he, how fierce, tough, and gentle he was in such things.

But Fu Jiu widened his eyes slightly in surprise, no, right?

In fact, 18 is already recognized as the favorite size of women in the world, but Bo Yan suddenly has more than that?

Fu Jiu looked at the slender and small skeleton of An Ge'er, but couldn't help but shook his head and sighed, Bo Yan was so unkind on the bed, then can she really stand her small bones! ?

It is simply painful! But so happy!