Chapter 1284 "Momo, You Are so Cute."

Maupassant smiled slightly, his eyes gentle, and allowed the little woman to do whatever she wanted in his arms.

He said warmly: "I let you eat sweets every day."

Huang Ling's head behaved well and did not rub against Maupassant's chest, but her hands behaved badly. With her two small hands, she planted an ant on his chest.

She deliberately looked shy and kept her hands up, "If you eat sweets every day, you will gain weight. Momo, don't gain weight."

Maupassant looked at her and smiled: "It's good to gain weight, it feels great, and it feels fleshy to the touch."

"Isn't it pleasurable?"

"I feel pleasure now." He reacted as soon as she got into his arms.

Upon hearing this, Huang Ling subconsciously glanced at his crotch.

There, it was really high-spirited.

Huang Ling's face heated up, and then she looked at Maupassant with some sympathy, "Momo, this is really embarrassing for you. You will become a vegetarian as soon as the gate is opened."

Maupassant nodded and said seriously: "Yes, you hit it with one hit, how many times did I press you?"

Huang Ling put her hand through the collar to pluck his chest hair and shouted: "Momo, bear with me, who made you a weak woman? At this time, you must not get into bed."

Maupassant's belly tightened as she teased him, and he grabbed her hands with a deep look in his eyes, "Stop moving, I really can't help it if you move again."

Huang Ling opened her eyes wide in surprise: "You also reacted to pulling out your chest hair?"

Maupassant glared at her: "Did you react when I touched you?"

"Is there any difference between chest hair and chest hair?" Huang Ling deliberately pulled out one piece.

"Hey..." Maupassant gasped. He held her soft and boneless wrist tightly and warned her: "Woman, don't pull it out, it will make you angry!"

Huang Ling curled her lips and looked at Maupassant faintly, "Isn't it painful to pull out hair? Why is there such a big reaction?"

"Stupid woman, you can't understand how I feel, unless you also have chest hair." Maupassant let go of her, "I'll cut some fruit for you to eat."

If he didn't run away, he would suffer if this woman made him angry.

He stood up and pointed his male part straight up like a gun.

Seeing this, Huang Ling's eyes twitched and she couldn't help laughing, "Momo, you are so cute."

She can always be easily aroused.

Maupassant lowered his head and glanced at himself coolly, then looked back and glanced at Huang Ling, "Sexy girl."

Huang Ling fell on the sofa and murmured to herself: "I'm not a Wuyou girl yet. Isn't that woman the Song Guifei from the X Dynasty? Her thoughts are more evil than a modern woman like me."

She just murmured to herself, but she never thought that Maupassant heard it.

When Maupassant, who had just entered the kitchen, heard her words, his whole body froze, and the hand holding the fruit plate also stopped.

It turns out...Song Wuyou is the noble concubine of Song Dynasty in X Dynasty.

It was her arrival that allowed him to meet such a good Huang Ling——

Maupassant washed the fruit, cut it, and brought it over.

Huang Ling was lying on the sofa, one foot on her knee, shaking.

Maupassant put the fruit down and sat down at her feet.

He took her feet away and said, "Don't make such a rude move."

Because he was sitting here, Huang Ling had no choice but to straighten her legs instead of bending them.

But there was no place, so she could only stretch her legs towards his thighs and put her feet on Maupassant's legs.

The hands without socks were as white as jade.

The toes are round and round, like lovely pearls.

Maupassant's eyes deepened, and he suddenly picked up a foot and placed a kiss on her instep.