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    Stealing fragrance while sleeping

    Bo Yun, go ask Qiao Ting to come over for dinner.Wei’s mother poked her head out of the kitchen and warned her son who had just returned home and hadn’t put down his schoolbag yet.

    oh.Wei Boxun responded, first put his schoolbag back in the room, changed into home clothes and walked out, he almost bumped into his sister Wei Boxian who was three years younger than him.

    Brother, I want to go too.

    Wei Boxi looked at her tall and handsome brother who was half a head taller than her, his beautiful eyes twinkling with desire.

    Boyun pushed her head aside and walked out.

    snort.Boxi pouted her pink lips and made faces at her brother’s back.They don’t let me follow you every time.

    I’m just asking people to come over for dinner, what’s the point?Mother Wei gave her daughter a slap on the head and came over to help me serve the food.

    OK!Bosie followed her mother into the kitchen.Wow, today we have beef stir-fried with green onions, my favorite.

    The three of you are at a growing age, and eating beef is most helpful for your growth and development.Mother Wei showed a kind smile and shoveled the beef stir-fried with green onions from the wok onto the plate.

    But how come my breasts haven’t grown even though I eat so much?Bertie looked down at her flat breasts and flicked them with her hands.

    Woohoo… it really feels weightless.

    Mother Wei handed the plate to her daughter.Don’t think so much, Cai Guo Er.

    But Qiao Ting is only one year older than me and already has a C-cup cup. Is it because of heredity?

    …Mother Wei, who also had small breasts, said expressionlessly, “You should be reincarnated by another mother in your next life.”

    Mom, don’t be like this!Bo Xi clings to Wei Mu and acts coquettishly. Even if she becomes a -, I will still be your daughter.

    Stop talking nonsense over there!Mother Wei laughed and scolded her, and quickly carried her to the dining table.

    OK!Bosie stuck out her tongue and smiled mischievously, carefully holding a plate full of fried beef with green onions, and walked to the table at the other end.

    Wei Boyun stood at the door opposite his house. He took out the key from his pocket and unlocked the door.

    In the living room with the curtains wide open, the off-white walls are colorful due to the setting sun. The girl lying on the only three-seat sofa in the living room seems to be covered with an orange-red coat, and her fair skin looks particularly delicate.

    The girl’s name is Liang Qiaoting. She is in the third grade of junior high school this year. As a member of the school’s track and field team, she often falls asleep on the sofa without even changing out of her uniform as soon as she gets home.

    Her breathing was even, her thick eyelashes cast a light shadow on her lower eyelids, her plump and bright red lips were more delicate than cherry blossoms, and a few faint freckles were faintly visible on her cheekbones.

    Although she turned on the electric fan, the temperature in late autumn in Taiwan was still so hot that people would sweat all over if they moved. Her long hair was tied up in a ponytail, and beads of sweat could be seen on her thin white neck.

    Wei Boyun knelt half in front of her and whispered softly, Qiao Ting, it’s time to eat.

    Qiao Ting’s father died unexpectedly in a car accident, and her mother was a counter girl at the bedding counter in a department store. Her working hours were from 11 a.m. to 10 p.m. So when Qiao Ting was eight years old, her mother used her father’s insurance money to buy Room B on the sixth floor of this apartment. Not long after, she became acquainted with the Wei family across the street, and her dinner was settled at the Wei family almost every day.

    The parents of the Wei family treat her as their own daughter. Wei Boxian also treats her as her little sister, and Bo Yun…

    Seeing that Qiao Ting didn’t respond, her long eyelashes were unblinking, and she seemed to be sleeping soundly, he lowered his head, deeply smelled the girl’s fragrance, and gently kissed the slightly opened red lips.

    The red lips didn’t respond. He stretched out his tongue unscrupulously to draw the shape of the red lips, slowly went around in a circle, took the upper and lower lips respectively and sucked them in his mouth.

    The body lying on its side, due to the squeeze of the lotus arms, the breasts slightly overflowed the neckline. He pulled up the slim arms and placed them on his waist. He used his big hands through the uniform to gently rub the breasts, which were still developing but considered plump among his peers.

    These breasts can be said to have been enlarged by him.

    When he first encountered Qiao Ting’s breasts, they were flat and without much fat. As he worked hard to massage them almost every day, he gradually began to see results.

    The thin kiss slid down to her slender neck, kissing away the sweat on her neck.

    Qiao Ting’s uniform is a very ordinary white dress and blue skirt. There are three buttons under the collar of the white top for easy putting on and taking off. Bo Yun unbuttoned all three buttons and pulled them aside to reveal the pink underwear.

    In the past, he always caressed the small breasts through his underwear. This time, he boldly took out the breasts from the underwear, and a pink pistil was exposed in front of his eyes.

    Seeing Qiao Ting’s nipples for the first time, they were still so beautiful in color. Bo Yun’s fingers trembled slightly with excitement.

    He reached out and touched it lightly, pressing his fingers and rubbing them in circles.

    Hmm… A small moan came out of his little mouth, but he still had no intention of waking up.

    Qiao Ting’s moans are so nice…

    He could no longer restrain his impulse, lowered his head and took the pistil into his mouth, sucking on it.

    Hmm… Qiao Ting moaned louder, her hot tongue swirled around the sensitive areola, flicking the already hardened nipple from time to time, her other hand reached into her clothes from the hem, kneading the breast on the other side, her fingertips pinched the nipple that had also hardened, and kneaded it back and forth.

    Ah… the moan has turned into a coquettish moan, so coquettish that the man on Bo Yun’s crotch feels swollen, standing tall under the soft khaki uniform pants.

    He unbuttoned his trousers, put his big hands into his trousers, and moved his hot and trembling cock up and down.

    He smacked the girl’s sweet nipples, and the cock in his pants grew bigger and bigger under his fingers. Finally, he couldn’t stand the desire to ejaculate anymore, let go of Qiao Ting’s breasts, and walked into the bathroom at the back.

    When the bathroom door closed, the girl on the sofa opened her eyes.

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