019 “Zhao’s Daughter [NP]” Chapter 18

Chapter 18: Her nipples are pinched and swollen and she has to take off Yuer’s pants

“Brother Huo, it’s cold…”

Unexpectedly, the skirt of her clothes was ripped open. Zhao Shuyu bit her pink lips and made a mournful sound.

“I’ll warm up the fourth lady right away.”

Huo Yikun looked condescendingly at Zhao Shuyu in his arms from behind, with her slightly wrinkled eyebrows, pink nose and pink lips, snorting at the tip of her nose, biting her lips and then loosening them, then biting them again.

The clean and white neck went all the way down, revealing two small breasts without any cover. They swayed precariously in the air as the carriage bumped.

Huo Yikun swallowed silently. In the next moment, he covered the two breasts with both hands without hesitation and squeezed them hard. The two breasts were squeezed out of shape in his palms.

As expected, he was still too young, and Miss Fourth’s breast could only hold half of his hand.

But the feel is excellent, the skin is smooth and tender, plump and round. If you rub it more in the future, these breasts will be big and round in two or three years.

Just rubbing her two small breasts, Huo Yikun’s heart had already turned three or five corners.

He kneaded the tender breasts in his hands repeatedly with his two big hands, pinched the bright red nipples with his thumb and forefinger, pinched them repeatedly, and pulled them from time to time until the nipples became red and swollen and Zhao Shuyu couldn’t bear to twist her buttocks, so he stopped briefly.

“Well…Brother Huo, Yu’er feels uncomfortable…”

Panting in small mouths, Zhao Shuyu softened her body, leaned her back against Huo Yikun’s chest, raised her little face, and said sweetly.

“What’s wrong with Miss Fourth?” Huo Yikun’s breathing was very messy at this time. Just touching his breasts, he felt that the rod under him was about to ejaculate, so he had to stop and adjust his breathing.

“Brother Huo pinched Yu’er until it hurt. What acupoint is on Yu’er’s nipple? Why do you keep pinching it?”

With watery eyes and little Jiaojiao in his arms speaking ignorant and explicit words, Huo Yikun only felt that the cock under his crotch was getting harder. He adjusted his sitting position uncomfortably. Unexpectedly, Zhao Shuyu also twisted her buttocks and hummed: “Brother Huo also has a stick hidden in his waist like Brother Xingyuan.”

Huo Yikun was stunned and asked in a low voice, “What would the eldest son do to the young lady with a stick?”

Zhao Shuyu’s face immediately turned red when she was asked this question, “Brother Huo, why are you asking?”

Huo Yikun’s eyes were red, he lowered his head to find Zhao Shuyu’s ears, rubbed Zhao Shuyu’s breasts with one hand, and quietly reached down with the other.

“You need to ask more questions before you can treat Miss Fourth.”

Zhao Shuyu hesitated for a moment and replied in a low voice, “Big brother will use a stick to hit Yu’er’s urination and Chugong places.”

“Did you get hit again last night?”

Huo Yikun’s voice was already hoarse. The hand that quietly reached down touched the underpants in the skirt, all the way up, covering the steaming core of the legs.

Thinking of how her elder brother penetrated her with his fingers and tongue last night, Zhao Shuyu blushed, bit her lip and said softly, “I bumped.”

“How comfortable is Miss Fourth?”

At this time, Huo Yikun stretched out his tongue to lick Zhao Shuyu’s red ears.

Zhao Shuyu’s ears were very sensitive, and she couldn’t stop trembling as soon as she was licked and penetrated, and her legs couldn’t help but want to clamp and rub against each other.

But now she was sitting on Butler Huo’s lap with her legs spread wide. And when she wanted to cross her legs, she suddenly found that there was an extra hand between her legs.

Huo Yikun saw Zhao Shuyu trying to dodge with her legs raised, so he raised her small body slightly with a little force, and the hand under the skirt even pulled off her underpants, and even the thin panties.

It was not enough to pull down the pants to the crook of the legs, so he pulled one thin white leg out of the pants. Then Huo Yikun separated his legs, spread Zhao Shuyu’s thin legs wide, and quickly covered Zhao Shuyu’s legs with his hands.

Sure enough, one hand was wet.