凌小路呼叫出系统界面, 找到感官控制条, 拖到最大值。

  上一次他这么做时差点被冻得半死。

  “一定要最大哦？”

  嵇蒙翻身过来, 脸上写满期待。

  “调好了。”

  嵇蒙去摸他的手臂，凌小路立刻笑起来：“好痒。”

  等到嵇蒙的手从他chest经过时，凌小路已经笑不出来了。

  仅仅是触摸普通的地方feel都这么强烈, 若是sensitive part那还了得？

  嵇蒙不可能想不到这一点，his hand slowly goes down，targeting lu’s thigh roots.

  lu takes a deep breath, holds his hands tightly with legs, body becomes a shrimp because of stimulation。

  “stop! it’s too excited， i’m going to tu if off.”

  xinshan is such a pervert, how come this function can be figured out

  meng of course won’t let him go， he does some strange things that jinjiang don’t let me say.

  meng crosses the dangerous line, lu has to beg for mercy.

  “please no...”

  meng won’t listen， even gives it a hard grip.

  凌小路忍不住爆粗：我（你）爱（他）你（妈）……

  他愣了下才反应过来, 这句话也被和谐了。

  meng couldn’t notice that， thought lu was just over excited.

  lu bits meng on his shoulder， either to vent his anger, or just to prevent himself from making strange sounds.

  the pleasure of magnifying several times exploded in the brain.

  凌小路松开口, 哑着嗓子：“你再不放手，别的我不敢保证，有件事是一定的。”

  嵇蒙与他额头相抵，声音听起来也有些沙哑：“什么事？”

  “我会变成天下第一快男。”<