"Well, are you really dead?" Zheng Qiang stopped and asked. "Hmm..." Yue Mei half-closed her beautiful eyes and panted, hugging him tightly, but didn't want to pay attention to him for the time being. Zheng Qiang was really proud of himself for making Yue Mei orgasm with only half of his penis. Yue Mei was confused for a while before she said, "Oh my god..." "What do you mean by heaven?" Zheng Qiang started moving again: "I haven't even entered yet!" This time he stopped grinding, lowered his body, and tried to get into her body. Zheng Qiang found that Yue Mei wanted to scream, but she deliberately pursed her lips. "How is it now?" Zheng Qiang rubbed her pistil. "…………" Yue Mei just moved her body. "What's wrong?" "Don't talk to me," Yue Mei said, "I'm already dead!" Yue Mei, who usually pretends to be pretentious, is really interesting when she is being naughty. Zheng Qiang gently buried the entire glans into her flower lips and said, "Really? Really?" "Ah..." Yue Mei trembled. Zheng Qiang pulled out and thrust in again, and Yue Mei trembled again. "Are you alive?" Zheng Qiang asked. "No...ah..." Zheng Qiang straightened his body, took off his clothes, and stripped Yue Mei naked, and continued to thrust, Yue Mei kept moaning. "Are you alive?" "Are you alive..." Yue Mei moaned. Zheng Qiang retreated to the exit again and slid in again, this time he went in deeper. Yue Mei frowned and grabbed Zheng Qiang's shoulders and said, "It hurts..." Zheng Qiang pretended to be stupid and thrust in a little more. Yue Mei was shocked and said, "It hurts..." Zheng Qiang quickly kissed her cheek and said, "I'm sorry... I'm sorry..." Sorry or sorry, Zheng Qiang still repeatedly withdrew and thrust in again, and thrust deeper and deeper. Yue Mei of course cried out in pain, Zheng Qiang kept coaxing her and caressing her, and finally thrusted most of his penis in, pressing against Yue Mei's heart. Yue Mei shed tears, Zheng Qiang licked the tears away, and kept saying, "Good boy... It doesn't hurt anymore..." "You are so bad..." Yue Mei sobbed.
"Alright, stop crying," Zheng Qiang said. "Let's chat some more."
"Pfft..." Yue Mei huffed angrily. "What else is there to talk about?"
"Well... um... for example..." Zheng Qiang teased, giving a little thrust. "For instance, why is Yue Mei so beautiful..."
"Hmph, you're talking nonsense!" Yue Mei couldn't help but smile through her tears.
Zheng Qiang continued his playful banter, his fingers tracing lightly on Yue Mei's face to distract her while he secretly pulled and pushed, causing her to gradually forget the pain.
"How about we go out for a candlelight dinner tonight?" Zheng Qiang suggested, not forgetting to wiggle his hips.
"Mm..." Yue Mei grunted. "No way..."
"Why not?"
"It's not my birthday today..." she replied.
"You can still eat even if it's not your birthday!"
"I don't have... ow... that much... um... living expenses..." she gasped.
"I'll treat you!" Zheng Qiang insisted.
"No! You're not my boyfriend... um..." she protested.
"But we're already this close..." Zheng Qiang argued.
"So what? After dinner, you'll just leave!" Yue Mei looked up at the ceiling.
"I... can stay with you all night today," Zheng Qiang offered.
"Ah... be gentle..." Yue Mei turned her head away. "But... it's still different. Do you want to be my boyfriend? Hmm?"
"Well..." Zheng Qiang hesitated at that question.
"Hmph!"
"How about this..." Zheng Qiang couldn't think of a better solution. "From now on, when we're together, I'll be your brother. Sometimes I'll have dinner with you, sometimes I'll read with you, okay? I promise to care for you and love you. How about it... hey... hey... why are you crying again?"
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