TV series "Dwelling House" episode 14 39 points? What are seaweed and Song Ci talking about?

Seaweed sighed and almost teased out a sentence: "I love this mole, I love it."

I like this mole, and I like your mole, too? This mole should grow somewhere)

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First and Beckham on the phone:

"I love you, piggy. Do you love me too? " Beckham asked sweetly.

I love you too. Seaweed quickly put the phone down, tearing Song Siming's hair, eyes blurred. "What are you doing?"

Then the story description:

There is a fire in Song Siming's eyes. He asked, "Who do you love?" Talk and do, grab the seaweed's hair. The seaweed was hurt, and the corners of her mouth smiled and answered, "I love Beckham." Song Siming was really angry and asked loudly, "Who do you love?" Seaweed also stared back: "I love Beckham!" " "The voice is very powerful. Song Siming holds seaweed's chin in one hand and holds seaweed's chest in the other: "Say you love me! """I love Beckham!" "Say you love me!" The sound of seaweed changed, and the pupils began to enlarge gradually. She couldn't help hugging Song Siming with her legs, trembling and screaming and shouting, "I love Beckham! I love Beckham! I love Beckham ... I love ... "

Song Siming fell on seaweed and touched seaweed's forehead, trembling with heartache. Suddenly, he turned down.

Seaweed cleverly stick in the past, put your legs on Song Siming's waist, his hands holding him.

"Seaweed, and Beckham is broken! I want you to belong to me only. " Song Siming's voice was hurt.

Seaweed doesn't talk. There was silence.

Then it may be the answer that the landlord wants:

"I love you here." Seaweed bites Song Siming's nipple, alternately causing itching or pain.

"I love you here." Seaweed explores Song Siming's navel with the tip of his tongue.

Then, Sargassum simply loosened his belt, unzipped his underwear, and released all the pent-up love. Now he is in full bloom.

Song Siming eyes closed, throat surging. "Kiss me." He thought. But he dare not say. "Kiss me." He waited eagerly in his mind.

Seaweed sighed and almost teased out a sentence: "I love this mole, I love it."

Song Siming felt a warm damp heat, sucking his sensitive parts, with fragrance, lingering. "Ah ..." Song Siming couldn't help but sigh.

Song Siming was lying on the carpet with quiet seaweed in her arms. He said, "Say you love me."

Seaweed said softly, "I love you."

Song Siming smiled with satisfaction.

"I'm afraid, don't go back." Seaweed tightly stick your head to Song Siming's chest.

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