. When the mezzanine was opened, Ma Xiaole was dazzled. It was two condoms. What happened? Ma Xiaole was confused. How could Fan Zaoni hide condoms in her bag? What kind of woman did this? Ma Xiaole's heart was turbulent, but then again, it would be great if Fan Zaoni specially prepared for their affairs. But how to confirm it?

Let's continue reading, there is also a very small notebook. Open it and see, what's recorded, nothing else is about him. From the Donghe Dike of Xiaonanzhuang Village to the rental residence in the county and city, the time and place are extremely detailed. "Damn, Fan Zaoni is recording these things!" Ma Xiaole touched her forehead and was confused, "Do you want to take me something?" Ma Xiaole thought hard, it shouldn't be that. It's not that. What's the use of remembering these things?

It seemed that he had to be a little prepared. He used Jing to control his movements and quietly checked what Fan Zaoni was thinking. Ma Xiaole decided so, put the bag, took a shower and went to bed, waiting for Fan Zaoni to come back.

Sleeping in a daze, Ma Xiaole heard the door "click" and Fan Zaoni came back. There was a smell of alcohol. Fan Zaoni seemed to be unable to hold on the table, so she still drank wine.

Ma Xiaole wanted to get up and take a look, but before she could hold on, Fan Zaoni had already run over like a gust of wind, and lifted the quilt with a "huh", "Haha, big white ass! Look at your big white ass!"

Ma Xiaole was suddenly embarrassed by Fan Zao Ni, and grabbed the quilt and pulled it on her body, "Zao Ni, what are you doing? Are you drunk?"

"I'm not drunk!" Fan Zaoni's head shook as if she was knocking medicine.

"If you are not drunk, let go, what are you doing? Just like a madman!" Ma Xiaole squatted up naked and pulled the quilt over, "I think you are drunk!"

"I'm not drunk, but I'm a little dizzy."

"Are you excited?"

"I don't know if you're excited, but I'm very happy anyway!" Fan Zaoni finished speaking, threw away the corner of the quilt that she grabbed in her hand, threw off her leather shoes, took off her coat in a few seconds, put on disposable slippers and went into the bathroom.

The "wow" sound kept stimulating Ma Xiaole's nerves. "Drunk girl takes a shower, go and have a look!" Ma Xiaole muttered, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and quietly walked to the bathroom door. It just so happened that the door was not closed to death, and a small crack happened to be seen with the help of the large mirror of the washbasin.

The water was steaming, Fan Zaoni raised her face under the shower, shook her head constantly, crossed her hands and rubbed her chest, and made time to free up her hair and pat her belly, as if she was very enjoyable.

Ma Xiaole had never seen a naked woman like this, nor had she ever felt this way. She felt so angry that she wanted to jump in and grab Fan Zaoni's back and butt, and it would be best to make her scream. But thinking of the condom in Fan Zaoni's bag and the small notebook, Ma Xiaole's heart tightened and gave up the idea of ​​jumping in.

"Go back!" Ma Xiaole said intimately, and quietly stepped back to the bed and lay down, waiting for Fan Zaoni to arrive. However, before Fan Zaoni could wait for her call first: "Ma Xiaole!"

"What are you doing?"

"Come on, take a bath!" Fan Zaoni was a little unscrupulous. Ma Xiaole didn't want to go there at first, but she was afraid that her colleague who lived next door would hear it, so she went there.

"Zao Ni, you've drunk too much, don't be so loud, otherwise it would be bad if your colleagues heard it." Ma Xiaole went in and said.

"Is that so, I'm very loud?" Fan Zaoni stepped on the edge of the bathtub with one foot and put her hands on her hips. Ma Xiaole saw her posture and said "wow" below and raised her upwards.

"Haha... Fan Zaoni laughed in a slight smile, trembling all over, "Ma Xiaole, you stinky hooligan, you haven't done anything yet, why are you doing this high?"

Ma Xiaole was shy, annoyed and funny, so she simply said nothing and rummaged over, forgetting about the trick and the little notebook...

"No, no!" Fan Zaoni suddenly pushed Ma Xiaole away, shrank her butt and dodged the rod drill.

"It's smashed, don't you just think about this!" Ma Xiaole was reluctant to give up, and reached out to hook Fan Zaoni's little waist and tightened it.

"It won't work these days, it's dangerous!" Fan Zaoni couldn't resist Ma Xiaole and was pulled to the drilling range. She had to block the bottom with her hands and slapped Ma Xiaole's things coming from left and right.

"Don't beat me!" Ma Xiaole was beaten a few times by "slap", and the pain was so painful that he had to withdraw, "Zao Ni, be gentle!"

"Hehe." Fan Zaoni said proudly, "If you lighten it, you won't shrink back!"

"What should I do then? I won't do it?" Ma Xiaole let go of his hands and turned around and wanted to leave.

"What can I do without preparation!" Fan Zaoni looked at Ma Xiaole's butt and said, "I have two in my bag, I brought them from home today."

When Ma Xiaole heard this, he was so happy that he thought to himself: "Okay, it turns out that it was prepared for me. She is not that kind of person!"

After a while, Ma Xiaole squeezed the condom into the bathroom. "Zao Ni, I don't know if the condom you brought matches my thing?" Ma Xiaole raised it and shook it.

"What if it doesn't matter, just put your head in, just put it in!" Fan Zaoni snatched it over and tore it apart with a "hiss".

"Zao Ni, I found that there was a small notebook in your bag." Ma Xiaole couldn't help asking when he thought of this.

"Did you see?" Fan Zaoni was shocked.

"I glanced at it but couldn't understand it." Ma Xiaole shook her head.

"Haha." Fan Zaoni raised her head and smiled, "It's nothing if she understands it."

"What does it mean?" Ma Xiaole asked anxiously.

"Record!" Fan Zaoni said, "I have recorded all the records about us with keywords. As long as I look at those words, I can clearly recall the things I have with you!"

"Hey, you're so idle." Ma Xiaole breathed a sigh of relief. Fan Zaoni didn't do anything behind his back, "What's there to think about?"

"You don't understand." Fan Zaoni said, "I will write a memoir in the future."

"Okay, okay, what do you write?" Ma Xiaole felt relieved, and another thought was on Fan Zaoni, "Come on, try to draw me!" As he said that, Ma Xiaole sent the guy over with his butt.

Fan Zaoni didn't say anything anymore, squatted down, and was confused...

From the bathroom to the bed, this journey is stopped, going in and out, going in and out, repeatedly intertwined, standing backwards, raising forwards, calling backwards, twisting left and right, moving up and down, and enjoying themselves.

"Okay! Okay!" As Fan Zaoni shouted froze, she stretched out her arms and pushed Ma Xiaole away. "Hello, I haven't yet!" Ma Xiaole bent Fan Zaoni's arms hard, and swung Fan Zaoni's body like a sieve.

Fan Zaoni must be tight, closed her eyes, crooked mouth, nose, and expression without enjoying it at all. "Hold on!" Ma Xiaole was like a small motor, "um" and trembling.

"Damn it, damn it!" As Fan Zaoni scolded, Ma Xiaole trembled and softened like a ball deflated.
Chapter completed!