Chapter 140 Sex in a tree house

"Come, come with me."

"Where to?"

"Take you somewhere nice."

I took Antoninus' hand and ran to the woods behind the yard.

There was my secret base, a tall locust tree hidden behind a bush.

Where the tree splits there is a little tree house.

My grandfather built it for me when I was a child, in addition to a tire to make a swing.

Unfortunately, one of the rope on the swing has been broken, and only the tire is still hanging there, like a black life buoy.

The tree house is well preserved.

I pulled Antoninus under the tree and climbed up the narrow, rudimentary wooden ladder, muttering in a confused voice, "I wonder why I'm so short."

Not only is it shorter, it has less space inside.

When I sat in it, the top of my head almost touched the beam.

When Antoninus entered, the tiny tree house became even more cramped, and the slightest movement was impossible without physical touch.

'Sit down! I was h