Chapter 37: Thirty six

Wu Qing slowly drifted down from the clouds, and saw the bright silver line pulled up from Feng Jincheng's lips, falling across an arc in the air, her hot body instantly surged up, gathered in her head, and buzzed. ring……
That ’s how he got this man to himself. Under his mouth, she reached the zenith. The rhyme of that □ even continued, there was no momentum to stop. If she was honest, she would have to admit it. At this time, she was a little bit Do not want Feng Jincheng to stop, she wants him to continue.
The emptiness of the body and the intellect returned to her head are fiercely tug of war, but unfortunately Feng Jincheng has not given her too much time. When she was still in conflict, Feng Jincheng had stood up ...
He stood under the bed, but his big hand grabbed her slender ankle, and with a little force, he lifted up ... Feng Jincheng squeezed between Tong Qing's legs, put her legs behind his waist, and stepped forward without hesitation. Sympathy, even some violent force ... made Yun Qing can't help but make a noise, but bit her lips tightly, screaming out the eager blurt in her throat, only sending a burst of stuffiness Humming, the red lips with strong teeth were bitten and white ...
Feng Jincheng laughed suddenly, his wife and his daughter liked to work against him, and he didn't want to make him happy all the time. What happened when she called out? Nor are husbands and wives an adulterer.
Feng Jincheng came up, and his strength was even more fierce. A moment, as if a blunt pestle was pounding into the flower stem, the red splashes instantly, the juice flowed, and the green was hit by him. He even felt a little sour inside. It hurts ... She wanted to shrink back, but Feng Jincheng held her knee, split her leg, and pressed it on the bed, and his movement gradually accelerated, and Qing Qing was blown up by the whole person he bumped into. And was pulled back by his big hand ...
Feng Jincheng knew that his daughter-in-law had a soft waist, but it was so soft that he hadn't expected it. The two had done it before because his daughter-in-law was always as weak as a bunny. It's not bad to get up, but it's not like it is now.
After seeing the sturdyness of his daughter-in-law, Feng Jincheng also let go on the , so that sometimes Comrade Tong Qing's broken jar broke, and there were side effects, that is, in bed, Feng Jincheng showed no mercy. And the body of Wu Qing who practiced dancing since childhood was born softer than others. All men have torture factors in their hearts, especially on the bed, and Yu Qing satisfies Feng Jincheng's bad taste to the greatest extent.
It looks very weak on the outside, but it is a hot item inside, and the body is soft and has no bones. Feng Jincheng is tossing and striving more and more. The bad thoughts in his mind are used on his wife and children. Qing couldn't hold her teeth even though she kept gritting her teeth.
Besides, Feng Jincheng is not allowed to carry her. You can't bark if you grit your teeth, okay! Feng Jincheng was not in a hurry. She grabbed her foot and turned it over, and Qing Qing became a prone position. Feng Jincheng also let go of her foot, and her big hand only caught her waist and moved under her body. But never stop ...
He Qing was knocked open by him, but Feng Jincheng was still not satisfied. He suddenly grabbed her arm and raised it. He was almost dragged by him. In order to support the balance, the other hand could only subconsciously grasp the sheets. The body hangs halfway, but Feng Jincheng leans down and pinches her lips, her tongue penetrates the teeth to close, as if a hungry aggressor enters her mouth to plunder, and the sound of crickets complements the body The sound of rubbing and colliding went into Tong Qing's ears, making her anxious to faint immediately ...
The man deliberately tortured her. When Qing Qing was picked up against the wall by him, he wanted to understand this. One of her legs standing on the ground was trembling and the other leg was blocked. Cheng Gao lifted it high, almost sticking to her head. This was a basic skill when she practiced dance. Although she danced down for many years, Kolajin has persisted until now. Therefore, although it ’s almost thirty years, her body ’s The softness is still quite good.
Feng Jincheng folded her legs, and the movement underneath was not slow, and her mouth was still idle as she moved: "Sister-in-law, this is so beautiful ... well ... you call twice to your husband Listen ... "The hand reached the junction of the two, and began to twist fiercely ... Xuan Qing was softened by his rubbed leg and almost fell.
Feng Jincheng's words grew more and more, and she whispered in her ear: "Wife is uncomfortable ... eh? Wife, if you do not speak, we will continue to do it ... your husband has physical strength ... Ok?"
At the beginning, Wu Qing gritted her teeth, but unfortunately, she was madly speeded up by Feng Jincheng. She screamed, her legs were completely soft, her eyes were black, and her classmates were faint.
When Tong Qing opened her eyes again, the heavy curtains had penetrated into the light, and there was the sound of firecrackers in the distance, and Tong Qing remembered for a moment that her family was closed. Her in-law was downstairs. He was sore all over, and the madness of last night came to his mind instantly, Tong Qing raised his hand to cover his eyes. Yun Qing, do you still have any principles? After a month of cold war, everything is back to where it was.
The door was gently pushed open a gap, Xiaoxue digging into the door frame and looking inside, and then looked back at Feng Jincheng, whispering: "Mom is so lazy! Xiaoxue gets up, and mother still depends on the bed." Feng Jincheng raised his mouth and whispered, "Well, Xiaoxue is right, my mother is so lazy, Xiaoxue goes in and wakes her up!"
Xiaoxue's eyes lighted, um, he ran in quickly, climbed to the big bed three or two times, and stretched out his hand to lift the blue quilt. Hyun Qing's face flushed and held down, Feng Jincheng has entered. Hugging Xiaoxue from the bed, her eyes glanced over the two bare arms of Lu Qinglu outside, and the ambiguous kiss marks on her neck, she couldn't help giggling, and bowed her head on the little red face of her daughter. A sip: "Mum woke up and had breakfast in a while. Mom and Dad took Xiao Xueer to the yard to make a snowman, OK?"
Xiaoxue and Xiaopa took a few hard shots and yelled loudly: "Xiaoxue wants to make a snowman, Xiaoxue wants to make a snowman ..." Feng Jincheng glanced at his wife and children: "Her wife, hurry up, I'll wait with my daughter downstairs You. "Talking, holding Xiaoxue out.
When the door was closed, Tong Qing released the quilt and went down to the ground. Her feet shook a few times and it took a little effort to slow down. Tong Qing moved slowly, like a 70-year-old or 80-year-old lady, staggering. Entered into the bathroom, looked at the hot water in the bathtub, paused, and finally couldn't stand the temptation and stepped in.
The whole body was shrunk in hot water, as if the exhaustion of each pore was swept away. The aroma of rose essential oil was in the water. Under the clear water, Tong Qing could clearly see his body, and traces of frantic passion were everywhere. With reference to her reaction last night, Tong Qing began to wonder if she was an authentic ...
Feng Jincheng opened the bathroom door and saw such a and beautiful picture. His wife and daughter were lying in the water with their long black hair hanging to the side and their hair floating in the water. Spring on the chest.
His daughter-in-law's appearance can only be regarded as handsome, but the real devil, especially the cyanine after giving birth, faded the greenness, and glowed with a mature and charming sexy, unusually hooking, this body brought to the seal The enjoyment of Jincheng is unparalleled, but the master of the body always likes to sing against him.
Qi Qing heard her head slightly tilted, but did not cover her body with extra effort. Feng Jincheng Yangyang's cell phone: "Your cell phone rang ..." Qi Qing dragged a towel to dry her hand and picked it up. But staring silently at Feng Jincheng, Feng Jincheng smiled: "Don't soak the water when it's cold, it's easy to catch a cold." Telling to play, he turned around and walked out of the bathroom.
The phone is no longer ringing. She wrapped her bathrobe and looked at it. She received a text message. It was sent at 12 o'clock last night. It was Xiao Boya just like a missed call. The text message was simple: "嵇Green, Happy New Year. "
Regarding the work of the lawyer's office and leaving within a few days, Mr. Yun Qing felt ashamed of Mr. Xiao. Mr. Yun Qing thought and dialed the phone. The phone rang only once and was picked up. It was quite noisy at first Miscellaneous, soon quiet, only Xiao Boya's magnetic voice remained: "Happy New Year, Ye Qing, and also, will you settle your salary after the year?"
Tong Qing froze: "Boss Xiao ..." Xiao Boya suddenly laughed: "Yu Qing, you won't let me carry a bad reputation for exploiting employees!"
Wu Qing could only say, "I passed the eighth day ..." Xiao Boya slowly put down the phone until there were beeping busy sounds on the side of the phone.
Xiao Boya had that extravagant hope in her heart. When she knew that Qing Qing's husband was Feng Jincheng, he fluctuated slightly. He knew the details of the Feng family, but never thought that the Feng family would join the Qing family. In terms of relationship, Qi Qing's personality seems to be weak, but it is actually very stubborn, but the stubborn personality hides slenderness and sensitivity. If Qi Qing marries a man who loves her, it may be ordinary but easy to be happy. As Lai Er's gossip kept closing, Xiao Boya suddenly came to understand the source of her deep depression.
Xiao Boya couldn't help feeling distressed. He even thought about how he would take care of her and love her so that she would n’t suffer even the slightest grievance if he married him, but he sometimes missed it with him. After the past, how do you encounter the present, let alone the future ...
Even so, Xiao Boya couldn't restrain the restlessness in his heart. He wanted to see her. This idea that was contrary to moral common sense was beyond his control, but he felt that maybe he still had a chance ...