[This chapter is relatively long and is written slowly. You will understand the reason after reading it...]

Sometimes things are always so wrong.

You think too much, but you may not use it. If you have too many concerns, it is actually redundant.

Wang Zhuo was facing such a situation. When he hesitated for a long time and decided to "do it" before talking, An Qi gave up!

Why? Didn’t she snuggle in Wang Zhuo’s arms just now, letting him rub it round and flatten it and fiddle with it casually? Why did she suddenly stop doing it?

In fact, the reason is too simple. She is originally a slim girl. She is 1.69 meters tall and weighs only more than 80 kilograms. Her skeleton is delicate and thin and not exposed. There is no thicker place on her body, including her bust and hips!

But Wang Zhuo was so rough! When she saw it, her originally confused mind was immediately scared to wake up!

Please take off your slippers, leather shoes or sneakers and sandals under your feet, just one foot, then cross your legs, bend your feet, and use your lower arm on the other side to compare next to your feet.

Have you done it? After doing it, you will find that the length of your soles is the same as the length of your forearm!

How about it? Did you think your lower arm should be longer than your soles before doing it? Are you surprised now? And now Angel is even more surprised than you, and it should even be called horror, because she found that the master's middle leg was longer than her lower arm, and about the same thickness as her wrist!

Except for Liu Bei, a big-eared thief with his arms hanging down on his shoulders, the length of the forearm of an ordinary man of a height generally does not exceed 30 cm, while An Qi is only 1.69 meters tall, so the length of the forearm can be imagined.

In fact, the real situation is far from as exaggerated as Angel thought, but when she saw such a big thing appear in front of her out of thin air, she was like magic, and the visual shock was too strong, and she was frightened.

Angel quits, it’s so scary. Such a big thing, whether you can enter is a big problem. If you go in, you will pass through your navel when you go in, and you will die!

So Wang Zhuo’s concerns are purely redundant!

"Master, I, I..." Queen Zhang shrank and sat on the wet sofa without even realizing it: "I'm scared."

Wang Zhuo really didn't expect this situation to happen. He smiled bitterly and didn't know what to do.

This is not because An Qi is timid, but because the two of them have less gradual progress. Her understanding of men is limited to the children who are open-crotch pants at relatives or the three or two island films I have watched occasionally. There are still mosaics. She has very few friends of the same age and has never talked about this with others. Suddenly, she saw 250 and thought Wang Zhuo had a deformity!

That’s right, it’s just a deformity. She treats Wang Zhuo as a freak!

"Don't be afraid, it's not that scary." Wang Zhuo didn't know what she was thinking, and said softly in a gentle voice: "Don't worry, I won't hurt you, let alone it, it will only give you happiness."

When saying this, Wang Zhuo referred to the gentle tone that Teacher Zhao Zhongxiang used when explaining "Man and Nature". His mature and low voice was full of magnetism and had a great soothing effect.

But Anqi didn't buy it. She smiled bitterly and waved her hands repeatedly, saying, "Master, I'm really scared, don't scare me, okay?"

Her attitude is obviously unwise. If Wang Zhuo is really a deformed person, her actions will definitely anger Wang Zhuo and bring disastrous consequences to her, but Wang Zhuo is just outstanding, and he is not that kind of violent personality...

The atmosphere was extremely awkward. Wang Zhuo really wanted to lift his pants and leave, but he felt a little unwilling to accept it. Men should have a beginning and an end to do things. What's the point of leaving like this?

He was struggling, and suddenly he saw something different from An Qi's gaze. After a moment of thinking, he understood what she was thinking at the moment!

Deformity? Where is this? He couldn't help but burst out laughing, and then laughed back and forth, making An Qi confused. I don't know why he suddenly laughed.

"Don't guess randomly, I'm not sick." After laughing, Wang Zhuo said happily: "It turns out that you don't understand men at all. It's so simple."

"Who said I don't understand?" An Qi's eyes flashed and she didn't dare to contact Wang Zhuo, and argued: "I have watched a few Japanese films, but there is no such thing as you in it."

"The Japanese are small, they are short and have poor physical conditions." Wang Zhuo began to show off his ability to fool people: "You have been misled by those movies, but men in different countries are actually different."

"Is that true?" Anqi began to believe and half-doubt.

Wang Zhuo laughed in his heart and rang the railway while it was hot: "Of course, otherwise why would I have many girlfriends?"

An Qi couldn't help but believe it again. The power of brain replenishment was strong. She even guessed that if the master really had any hidden disease, with his wealth, he could find the best doctor in the world to treat it, or surgery or something. Maybe with the current medical level, a new transplant is OK!

There was a melodious music in the coffee house. At this moment, the song ended. The surroundings were temporarily quiet. The cheerful cry from the next door immediately seemed particularly prominent. The girl was almost the same age as An Qi, and her voice was also filled with a girl's brilliance. An Qi was even more embarrassed when she heard it and her mind was in a mess.

With the courage, she asked cowardly: "Master, you really didn't lie to me?"

Wang Zhuo shrugged with a smile, thinking that this girl is so easy to cheat...

"Did you cheat or not? Come and take a closer look, won't you know?"

He said, while lying on the sofa in a more comfortable position, waving to Angel.

The big bad wolf shook its furry tail and a kind smile on his face. Little Red Riding Hood was innocenced by his desire for knowledge and fell into a trap carefully prepared for her.

Five minutes later, another piece of music ended. Angel had just finished a vivid physiological and hygiene class and believed in the master's story.

It turns out that the master is healthy and normal without any problems. People in mainland China are like this. They are deformed and are purely misunderstandings...

Ten minutes later, Angel learned more knowledge, such as...and...

Fifteen minutes later, she exercised her skills under the guidance of her master, but it was not the skills of snooker billiards, but other things the master liked.

It feels weird, but fortunately I can turn off the lights...

Do you really need to do this? It seems that you really need it because the master enjoys it very much, and don’t you do it in Japanese films too!

Half an hour later, An Qi was already in love with this matter. Wang Zhuo's occasional praise and comfortable deep breathing made her feel a sense of accomplishment that was recognized. The initial sense of rejection had already flown outside the clouds of Jiuxiao. The indescribable smell seemed to have turned into a sweet fragrance, which made her feel relaxed and happy.

She likes the master to gently twist her earlobes and call her little Guaiguai; she likes him holding her face and praises her skills to get better and better; she likes his big hand to put into her clothes, covering both sides of her chest, feeling her heartbeat and breathing; she likes him to pinch her nose in a mischievous way, and then slowly and firmly penetrate, suffocating her...

Time slipped away quietly without realizing it, and the three men and one woman next door and next door had quietly left. An Qi was completely selfless and had no idea.

Wang Zhuo was also intoxicated by this dreamlike feeling. A few hours ago, the girl under him was still a stranger she had never known, but now she was serving him with all her heart, serving him with all her heart, and praising her with all her heart.

The phoenix eyes under the black mirror frame reveal full of love. Love is the basis of sex, and sex is the sublimation of love. Wang Zhuo is having a gorgeous and unreal dream. Isn’t she the same at this moment?

The thin lips are soft and warm, moving up and down, the sandalwood mouth opens and closes, and the fragrant tongue is flexibly rotating and fiddling.

Angel's progress rate even exceeded Siyuan. Although her proficiency was much inferior, the freshness of the first time completely made up for this shortcoming. Moreover, Wang Zhuo did not even know her age and other details. This mystery added to the interest, making Wang Zhuo so happy.

Another suffocation pleasure that lasted for more than ten seconds. After breaking away from Wang Zhuo, Anqi turned her head to the side and coughed a few times.

Wang Zhuo felt a little embarrassed and asked softly: "Are you disgusting? If you feel uncomfortable, don't do this."

The difference between "not doing this" and "not doing it" should be considered by thousands of miles, which shows that Wang Zhuo is really enjoying it and doesn't want to give up!

"It's okay, it's okay to cough for a while." An Qi smiled at him, and held his slender and soft little hand up again. After half a second, Wang Zhuo was surrounded by love again.

"You are really my angel..." Wang Zhuo let out a long sigh of relief and reached out to her arms.

Although the feel is not as full as Gan Lin or Qi Fei, Wang Zhuo still enjoys Angel's body very much. Only then did he understand why there are small breasts in the world. The existence of such people is because this flat body that is similar to that of an undeveloped flat body has a taboo stimulation, as if he has returned to childhood...

The flexible tongue was slashing circles again. Wang Zhuo took a deep breath and asked in a low voice: "Your tongue is so powerful, can you lick your nose?"

Angel nodded twice with a light rhythm and answered him. Wang Zhuo couldn't help but be happy and said, "Then lick it and let me see."

With a "wave" sound, she left Wang Zhuo. Angel stretched out her tongue and licked her nose easily. Then she remembered that the lights in the room were not turned on and the master could not see them.

She was hesitating whether to turn on the lights, but she heard Wang Zhuo praise with a smile: "It's so awesome."

She couldn't help but be stunned and asked in surprise: "Can you see me licking my nose?"

"Uh..." Wang Zhuo then remembered that the private room was dark and not only turned off the lights, but also didn't even have a window, so he shouldn't be able to see it!

Well, this time I was exposed! He smiled bitterly and scratched his head, saying, "I have a good vision and can see it more clearly than others at night."

Have you seen it? An Qi was embarrassed for a long time before asking in a low voice: "Then did you see it when I wrapped it up just now?"

You must see, how can you miss such a good thing? Wang Zhuo thought about it, but he smiled and said, "I saw it, but I don't know. We might as well turn on the lights."

"No." Angel shook her head like a rattle. Darkness was her last coat, making her regard reality as a dream. She could not kill her if she turned on the lights!

How could she know that whether or not to turn on the lights is exactly the same for Wang Zhuo. The only difference is that her feelings about the lights will affect her performance and thus affect Wang Zhuo's experience. When she insisted on not turning on the lights, Wang Zhuo agreed with the flow. As long as she was willing to continue now, what other harsh requirements could Wang Zhuo have?
Chapter completed!