Qiao Ting discovered that Bo Yun was "acting like a baby" with her.
Of course she would be happy to just give medicine, such a small thing.
"Okay."
Qiao Ting took back the plastic cup, held Bo Yun's chin in one hand, and carefully brought the medicine cup close to his mouth with the other hand.
"Not like that."
Is she thinking of a mother feeding a baby?
"Then how?" Qiao Ting opened her confused eyes.
"Use your mouth," Bo Yun tapped Qiao Ting's lower lip with his long finger, "Feed me."
He means mouth-to-mouth feeding of medicine?
Qiao Ting suddenly understood.
But in the next second, her face was crumpled as if the person taking the medicine was her.
Although she also likes to be intimate with Bo Yun, she hates medicine the most, because medicines are very bitter, and she doesn't want to touch them at all.
"But..." she pursed her tender pink lips and groaned, "The medicine is so bitter."
The tone was pitiful, and she barely shed two tears to emphasize her embarrassment.
"Don't worry, these medicines are sugar-coated. The only thing that is not coated is the stomach medicine with a little bit of sweetness, so it won't be bitter."
How could he be willing to let Qiao Ting taste bitter medicine? He had already known before asking for it.
Qiao Ting's little hand held the plastic cup.
They are really sugar-coated.
"Okay, then I'll feed you."
Qiao Ting grinned, took one of the tablets and pressed her lips, and approached Bo Yun.
Bo Yun opened his mouth, and she pushed the tablet into Bo Yun's mouth with the tip of her tongue.
Then, take a quick sip of water and feed it him.
She heard a "groan" from Bo Yun's throat, indicating that he had swallowed the medicine.
"The next one."
Qiao Ting followed and delivered pills one after another.
"The last one."
Qiao Ting picked up the largest tablet of medicine and fed it into Bo Yun's mouth in the same way.
But when she was about to retreat, Bo Yun's big hand suddenly clasped her back and blocked her mouth forcibly, and the stomach medicine flipped over the two entangled tongues, and even began to slowly melt.
"Hmm...hmm..."
A slight sweetness spread in his mouth, Qiao Ting's slender body was pressed tightly against his arms, and her soft chest was pressed into a bun by his firm chest muscles. With the other hand moving up her body, slowly moving up from the bumpy back, slid across the shoulders and cheekbones, and then slid down along the waistline, to the trousers of the wool shorts, unbuttoned, and pulled over.
"Uh..." Bo Yun's fingers suddenly clasped the small flower in the center of her leg, and the rapid rush of pleasure made Qiao Ting groan involuntarily.
As early as when she was helping Bo Yun with oral sex, her pussy was eager for Bo Yun's comfort. Bo Yun's fingers rubbed the clitoris, and she was aroused quickly, her small hole was slightly moist.
Qiao Ting's feet hurriedly rubbed off her shoes and climbed onto the bed. One accidentally pressed Bo Yun's injured foot. Bo Yun yelled softly in pain. Qiao Ting hurriedly got out of bed.
"Sorry!" She apologized quickly.
"It's okay."
Bo Yun clasped her entire leg with his big palm, dragging her back to the bed, and at the same time he moved to the other side to make room for Qiao Ting.
The fingertips circled around the hole, it was already wet, and he could easily slip into the tight hole.
"Hmm..." Qiao Ting bit her lower lip lightly, her pretty face turned scarlet. < Please support the translator by reading this on the official site faerytranslations(dot)wordpress(dot)com >
She took the initiative to take her shorts off, and Bo Yun's big palm protruded into the aqua blue floral underwear, and the middle finger poking in the small hole was very obvious.
"Qiao Ting is so wet..."
Bo Yun whispered in Qiao Ting's ear, his tone suppressed with lust.
Qiao Ting lowered her head embarrassingly and watched Bo Yun play with her cunt and pounded out the spring water repeatedly. The transparent liquid had already wetted the bottom of her underwear and even ran down the inner thigh.
"Take off your shirt, I want to suck your nipples."
Qiao Ting nodded her head, pulled her sweater away, clamped it with her chin, and then untied the back hook of her underwear, putting it together with the aqua blue underwear set.
The nipples on the round and lovely breast milk are already hard.
Bo Yun stretched out his hand and squeezed it lightly.
"Hmm..." Qiao Ting blushed and panted.
“You’re already aroused even before I touched you. Do you really want it?”
Qiao Ting bit her lower lip shyly.
"Come here." Bo Yun commanded in a gentle voice.
Qiao Ting immediately pushed her chest toward him and pressed the right breast to his face. Bo Yun opened his mouth, and the nipple was fed into his mouth.
Bo Yun sucked on her sensitive nipples and licked with his flexible tongue, Qiao Ting moaned unbearably.
"Ha… Ha..."
She felt as if she had waited all night, just waiting for this time.
Waiting for Bo Yun to give her pleasure.
Ah... so comfortable…
"Hush, keep your voice down, you will be heard by people outside." Bo Yun reminded.
Qiao Ting immediately covered her mouth.
"Woo...oooo..." Her groan was like a low cry.
Bo Yun took turns sucking the two sweet fruits, sucking them into red berries, her cunt gurgling with lustful water, making her very wet.
Bo Yun’s rough fingertips rubbed back and forth over and over again in the uneven corridor, grinding the flesh of her softness, and then inserted the second and third fingers... to increase the area of friction. Qiao Ting was so happy. Her slim body was trembling, tears wet her eyes.
Happily accumulating layer upon layer in her body, she unconsciously raised her head, and the power of the fingers covering her mouth became stronger and stronger. At the moment when her climax erupted, her nipples were pinched.
"Ha...ha...huh..."
She leaned against Bo Yun, breathing hard.
"Is it comfortable?" Bo Yun asked with a smile.
In fact, he didn't need to ask, he knew that she was brought to the peak judging by Qiao Ting's appearance, but he just likes to ask. He likes to hear Qiao Ting personally say her feelings.
"Yes..." Qiao Ting replied while panting, "Comfortable...so comfortable..."
She really likes this comfortable feeling.
"It should be my turn now."
Qiao Ting frowned when she heard it.
"But your body is like this now, would it be okay?
" The word "no" is the most taboo thing for men around the world.
"I just broke my leg, not that." Bo Yun scolded.
He opened the quilt, and the cock between his legs was raised high in the patient's suit.
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