Kapitel 272: 2 R-18
To be honest, I am a loli fan. Whenever I feel gloomy, watching those loli animations always makes me feel much brighter.
but.
I am her father.
I watched my daughter looking in the mirror, shaking her phone to the left, and waving her hands in a concave pose.
My mind suddenly became confused. Is my daughter taking pictures? Who is she taking pictures of? Could it be that she has been deceived?
I pushed the door open.
The daughter in front of the mirror noticed the movement, suddenly turned back to look at me, bit her lip gently, and said hurriedly, "Dad...Dad!"
She seemed a little flustered, and immediately connected her legs, and then said to me with flashing eyes, "Dad, why did you suddenly come into my room."
Silence.
I took several deep breaths, but my consciousness still couldn't calm down.
If I read it correctly just now, is my daughter spreading her legs and taking pictures of her underwear?
If it's ordinary cosplay, I don't think I can't accept it, even though I'm a little too old.
But...but...
I said with a trembling voice, "Daughter, what were you doing just now? Can you tell dad? Where do you want to send that photo?"
The slightly dripping eyes were like the petals blooming at the beginning of the new day. My daughter stood up, and her eyes seemed to be saying something to me.
But I can't see clearly.
The next moment, her daughter threw herself on the bed with her cell phone in her arms.
"I don't care, I don't care, I don't care, dad, get out of here, get out of here!"
The slightly milky voice of a lolita sounds very cute even if it is so high.
The look of her tender loli legs touching the mattress and acting coquettishly is even more heartwarming.
However, just when my daughter was swaying her legs coquettishly, this action made me see, between those tender and smooth milk ivory legs, there was a glimpse of white lace panties.
I can't bear it anymore.
Walked behind her daughter and put her hand into her chest where the phone was hidden.
Naturally, my daughter would not hand over the phone to me easily. She hugged her chest tightly and kicked her legs back.
Although my palms could not move under my daughter's tight embrace, such tight physical contact made me feel deeply in a gentle land.
Only now did I realize my mistake.
Because the place where my daughter hides her mobile phone is just under her breasts. In other words, if I want to grab my daughter's mobile phone, I will definitely pass by my daughter's breasts.
In other words, I am touching the breasts of my nine-year-old daughter!
Moreover, it seems that my daughter is not wearing underwear, and what her arms are in contact with is water-like elastic. Although the size is not that exaggerated, it also symbolizes that my daughter has begun to grow, and she is no longer the one she always seemed to be in my impression. The child is stuck in childhood.
But this makes me sad even more.
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