170 “Female Counterattack (H)” Chapter 169

004 Best Newcomer (Micro H)

However, after being covered with a woman’s alluring body again, Zhong Lang still failed to control his lifeblood.During the simulated piston movement, the chest and abdomen kept touching the soft white breasts of the woman. Zhong Lang did not dare to stop again. For a moment, the blood rushed to his brain. He threw all reason, shame, and scruples out of his mind, and simply let the most primitive impulse movements of his body go.

Ning Wan showed a happy expression in cooperation, stretching her white and tender feet out of the quilt from time to time.The young man’s big beads of sweat dripped on the side of his neck, bringing with it the warmth of vitality.My body was also feeling emotional, and I had to work harder to impress him.

So under the quilt, which was invisible to the camera, Ning Wan slightly arched her waist and spread her thighs, and the hard object that had been pressing on her thighs poked into the gap between her legs.

Zhong Lang’s eyes suddenly brightened, and he saw the woman below him had spring water in her eyes, her teeth were biting her lower lip with a pink color, and delicate sweat was dripping from the tip of her small nose.The director didn’t stop. Zhong Lang didn’t dare to gradually reduce the range of his movements, so he had to calm down and slide his penis up and down between the full leg seam.

But damn, even through the fabric, even without actually entering, Zhong Lang couldn’t help but become more and more excited, blood all over his body rushed to his lower body, and his glans unconsciously began to outline the shape of the steamed bun… It must be plump and juicy…

The next second, the troublesome mushroom head broke into a tight little opening through the clothing…

“Hmm~” Although the fabric was soft, it was still a foreign object invading, and Ning Wan couldn’t help but moan out at the sudden stimulation. The camera outside the quilt and the director still in front of the camera didn’t know what was happening under the quilt that was almost fake.This nervous emotion made their hearts beat like drums. As if they had some kind of tacit understanding, the mushroom head kept thrusting in and out quickly…

The prop wooden bed, which was not of very good quality, made a small squeaking sound.

Because of the nervousness, excitement, and lack of restraint, the muscles of Zhong Lang’s arm supporting Ning Wan’s side became bulging, veins popped out, and his thick-knuckled fingers sank deeply into cotton wool.

“cut!”

When the director stopped, not only did Zhong Lang have no idea of relief, but he felt that he still had more to say… It was a pity that the hateful glans even rubbed the place that was wet by it as a souvenir.

“This time the expression is quite on point, so I’ve passed.” Director Lin is an out-and-out curvy man, and when faced with such a sexy scene, he just looks at the camera with a serious expression.

“Hehe, those who didn’t know better thought they were really doing it.” The assistant director pursed his lips and looked at Ning Wan’s confused and happy look in the camera.Such a beauty, I really want to get my hands on it and play with it.

Zhong Lang had already moved his body to the side, his wheat-colored skin hiding his shame and anger very well. How could he get out of this room in his current state…

“Director Lin, I need to tidy up my clothes. Please go out first.” Ning Wan said coquettishly.

Director Lin had cooperated with Ning Wan many times. Hearing this, he led several others out of the room. He thought that he would not be able to pass today, and he admired Ning Wan’s professionalism and sacrifice in his heart.

“Thank you, Sister Ning.” Zhong Lang said angrily.

Ning Wan ignored him, and opened the quilt, unhurriedly adjusting her clothes.Then, with her slender hands, she picked up the dark green cheongsam that was thrown at the end of the bed. She bent down, lowered her body, adjusted the angle, and buttoned the last button, restraining her exquisite figure. Then she turned to look at Zhong Lang, who was still sulking about himself. His tone was ambiguous and frivolous: “Hey, do you want to continue?”

At this moment, Zhong Lang stood up with the quilt in his arms, hurriedly put on his short coat and bulky costume, picked up his shoes and ran out barefoot.