It’s always like this. Once you are busy doing research, you will ignore him. You should remember everything and forget everything.
Misaka Sister, it’s like this, and it’s like this now
"Speaking of which, the little girl knows my name. How did she know it?"
"Don’t you know Febrie after talking for seven nights?"
"Well …"
Seven nights nodded.
I should, but I really don’t.
That’s how it feels now
"Ah, what trouble!"
Chapter two hundred and ten Happy things
Shrine living room
After marriage, Guang, Ji Shenqiu Sha, Flanda and others all chat here.
Several girls talked about their Freya and finally got together to write a novel, which was estimated to be with Seven Nights.
However, seven nights is not in the living room.
No, there’s this little girl, Awatsuki Maaya.
Did you steal the love again?
That’s nature.
It’s really more and more like stealing beeps. After all, it’s almost engagement for seven nights.
But if you really want to talk, you have been married for seven nights.
Let’s not talk about it
Bed in room
The girl was held down by seven nights, kissed and stroked by seven nights.
Because of physical contact, I can feel the hard … stick.
Red face and rapid heartbeat.
I’ve been kissing and touching her for seven nights, but I haven’t really pushed her away. Maybe it’s because she is young.
thirteen years old
According to the law, fourteen years old belongs to …
Well, it doesn’t seem like a neon.
long time
I didn’t let her go for seven nights when I was a little breathless.
It’s always so long.
"Shout … shout …"
Gasping slightly.
Before she can adjust, seven nights seems to be going to start again. Speak quickly.
"Seven nights teacher and so on …"
"Huh?"
Watching her for seven nights.
What are you waiting for at this time?
Actually, Awatsuki Maaya wants to ask.
"Seven nights teacher, we … this … married classmates … we …"
Words are on the tip of my tongue, but they can’t be expressed well
But seven nights is what she means.
What is it to do such a thing with her when you are engaged to her after marriage?
"Well …"
Think about it for seven nights.
But it was also so soon that the problem was forgotten.
"Who cares?"
He said so.
"Anyway, that’s what I want to do to you. You can’t run away."
Say that finish and kiss directly.
The girl struggled slightly.
But he soon gave up such a move and closed his eyes for seven nights.
Seven nights is right. She can’t run away.