072 “Teacher, Come Again” Chapter 71

071. (micro-h) Kitchen play~

On this day, Han Qianya rarely got up early. On a whim, she walked into the kitchen and made breakfast for the two of them.

Soon after she got up, Su Moqi also got up and washed up.

Smelling the aroma wafting from the kitchen, he slowly walked into the kitchen.

She is frying poached eggs——

After the corn oil is heated to a certain temperature in the pot, hold an egg in your right hand and crack it open with a “click” sound.When the egg liquid falls into the pot, as soon as it hits the oil, it makes a “prick, prick, prick” sound, and the edges of the egg whites gradually become cooked.

She took the spatula and turned over the golden fried bottom, and the enticing aroma filled the kitchen.

He was half leaning against the kitchen door frame, with his hands folded across his chest, looking at her quietly.

The girl was wearing his white shirt, with only two buttons casually buttoned.

He could clearly see her V-shaped collarbone, the slightly raised breasts line going down, and the white lace on the edge of the bra.

She was wearing a set of sexy underwear that exposed her three points, with white and pink intertwined.

Through the slightly transparent white shirt, you can vaguely see the raised light pink nipples.

Further down, there was a pair of slender legs wearing white garters. He still remembered how these legs were wrapped around his waist last night, and he also remembered the tightness and warmth between the legs.

His eyes wandered back and forth across her triangle area, and the big bird hidden in her crotch quietly reacted.

“Teacher? When did you come? Why is there no sound at all?” She looked sideways at him in surprise.

“Burned.” He pointed at the poached eggs in the pot calmly.

“Ahhhh-” She immediately hurriedly put out the fire and put it on a plate.

He sauntered up behind her and watched as she cracked open another egg.

He patted his plump buttocks that were half-covered by his white shirt, and said jokingly: “Last night, I kept calling you ‘husband, husband,’ but now why are you calling me ‘teacher’? I owe you sex? Huh?”

“It’s not…I…” She was speechless and looked back at him anxiously.

“Make breakfast well, don’t blow up my kitchen because of distraction.” He patted her buttocks again, loving the elastic and slippery feel.

Han Qianya had no choice but to purse her lips and continue to fry the eggs seriously.

But…

His hands were like flexible snakes, swimming around her body.

For a while, he grabbed her plump and round snowy tits and rubbed them wantonly;

After a while, it circled around her belly button and unbuttoned her shirt;

After a while, he stroked her smooth mons pubis and pressed it gently.

“Um~Teacher,” she realized her slip of the tongue and quickly corrected it, “Hubby, stop making trouble.”

The place where he touched felt like there was an electric current flowing through it, and it was numb and numb, making her legs feel a little weak again.

She wiggled her butt, trying to get away from his teasing.

But he turned a deaf ear and moved his fingers along the moist slit, gently teasing the sensitive core.

“Ah…” She couldn’t help moaning, her breathing gradually became faster, and the joy that made people lose their senses rushed to her brain from where he teased her.

He lowered his head and licked her earlobe, and the tip of his wet tongue simulated piston movement, probing in and out of her ear.

“Husband~” she called him in a sweet voice, “No more…”

In the past few days, he had been pestering her for it again and again. She felt pain in her waist and legs every day, but he was always full of energy.

Her physical strength is completely unable to keep up with his!

“Let me go~ Husband, ah…”

His fingertips had already slid into the wet and hot vagina along with the gurgling fluid, and he started to poke lightly.