Chapter 232: Lightly Annotated Flowers (2)

Lin Wanrong swiped Xiao Nizi's body sideways, and exclaimed cleverly, her legs tightly pinched, her hands between her legs, her cheeks glowing red. She was covered with water droplets all over her, and instantly wet both of them. Qiao Qiao's soft boneless body is tight In his arms, the beautiful cheeks are pressed against his chest, the delicate body is trembling slightly, and the tender skin is crystalline like jade, with a touch of attractive pink.
Lin Wanrong smiled slightly, took a neat bath towel around her, and gently wrapped her beautiful jade body.
"Brother" Qiaoqiao was surprised: "Do you want me?"
"Stupid girl." Lin Wanrong smiled gently with a scratch on her nose. "Of course I want it, but you are the brother's baby, how can I wrong you like this."
He took Luo Ning's pink shirt prepared for Qiaoqiao, put the robe on her fragrant shoulder, and smiled and said a few words in Qiaoqiao's ear.
Qiaoqiao bit her lip tightly, her face was pink, tears flashed in her eyes, and he hurriedly threw him into his arms and said, "Brother, you are very kind to me."
Ashamed, ashamed, this Nizi is so coquettish. Lin Wanrong despised himself.
Qiaoqiao listened to his instructions, and Lianbu moved lightly, blushing, looking for two thick red candles from the closet and handing them to him. Lin Wanrong lit the red candle lightly, and the candle flame crackled, and a faint red light was reflected on Qiaoqiao's gorgeous face.
Lin Wanrong pulled Qiaoqiao, and the two kneeled before the candle, only listening to him loudly: "I Lin Wanrong swears to heaven, in this life, he will be kind to Qiaoqiao, take care of Qiaoqiao. "
Qiaoqiao hurriedly covered his lips and said softly, "Brother, don't swear. How you treat Qiaoqiao, Qiaoqiao has no regrets."
The two worshipped the red candle and worshiped each other, and the gift was counted. Qiaoqiao is ashamed and happy. Although the ceremony is simple, there is evidence in heaven and earth. He is the elder brother in this life. She wanted to give herself to his elder brother tonight, but elder brother was so affectionate. She actually robbed Xiao Tianxuan of worshiping the heaven and earth, how could this not please her? With these three weeks, it is worth it even if it is dead.
Lin Wanrong pecked her lips, and said gently, "Little baby, this thing has been done a little hastily today, and you are wronged. When Qingxuan is found, I will marry you through the scenery."
Qiaoqiao nestled in his arms, shyly: "Brother, you have a deep affection for me, and Qiaoqiao is willing to serve you for life."
Lin Wanrong reached into the scattered towel and gently stroked her smooth back. The delicate body she had just bathed in, with a faint petal fragrance, was refreshing.
Qiaoqiao blushed pink, her cherry mouth opened slightly. A burst of blue-like aroma drifted into Lin Wanrong's nose, and even drew him into anger. With a little energy in his hand, he slid down slowly along the soft waist, holding both hands, he already held Qiaoqiao's two delicate hip flaps.
"Oh-" Qiao Qiao shouted, his brow lightly, and his neat white silver teeth bit his bright red mouth. Breathing, Lotus spit lightly. A faint pink rose on her face, her eyes were silky, and she seemed to be open-minded. The thick sense of spring permeates the body. I felt that the strange hand was gently kneading on his little buttocks, and the fiery sensation passed into the body through the skin. Qiao Qiao's whole body was burning like fire, and the slim waist that Ying Ying could only hold was twisted unconsciously. An unconscious whine sounded in the nose, seemingly struggling, more provocative.
The two worshipped the heavens and the earth, and they were real husband and wife. Lin Wanrong no longer had any worries. He put one hand on her hip flap, and the other hand recovered. Two fingers and one support raised Qiaoqiao's beautiful little chin.
Qiaoqiao raised his cheeks, feeling his hot eyes, his face was hot for a while, and his small mouth like a red cherry was slightly opened and closed, which seemed to be telling the discomfort in his heart. Facing such a beautiful scene, Lin Wanrong couldn't bear it anymore. He bowed his head and kissed the two bright red and sweet cherry lips.
Xiao Nizi's mouth has a faint scent of chilli flower, which seems to be a tempting pastry. Lin Wanrong her delicate lips like petals greedily, only to feel soft and creamy. He is already a veteran of this. The closed jade tooth, looking for the timid little clove tongue, sucked gently, a little bit of sweet and sweet Kazu, bit by bit, spleen into the heart and spleen.
With one palm, he squeezed the two soft fragrant buttocks tightly together, and Qiao Qiao's nose whispered slightly, his slender neck lifted up, sucking his brother's tongue desperately, and his nose squirted. The hot breath hit his face, and Jiao's body became hotter. She had long forgotten the struggle, and her slender arms hugged her brother's body tightly, immersed in the joy of men and women.
"Baby, worship is over, what shall we do next?" Lin Wanrong pressed Qiaoqiao's body tightly against her chest, and stretched out her tongue in her fiery earlobe. Qiao Qiao's sound seemed to be passed through the whole body by a current, and her body was numb, and her whole body was stretched, and she could not speak.
"Brother," Qiaoqiao controlled himself with great perseverance and did not dare to look at him, and said softly, "Sister Luo Ning is still below."
This is really a good sister. Even when she was thinking about her in the cave, Lin Wanrong smiled and said quietly in her ear: "Well, let her come up, let's do the cave together?"
Qiaoqiao exclaimed, and her little hand, like her jade, shook her flushed cheeks: "Brother, you're necrotic, who wants to be with your cave house-" When it comes to the cave word, she is already sore, her voice Gently trembling, turned around, already flashing into the inner chamber.
If Lin Wanrong couldn't see such an obvious guide, he would be confused. Hehe laughed a few times, Lin Wanrong lifted the curtain to enter the room, and shouted softly, "Master, the old lady is coming—"
The inner room is a residence that Qiaoqiao specially prepared for Lin Wanrong, but he rarely came to live. When Luo Ning came here, this was Qiaoqiao's boudoir, the most private space between her and her eldest brother. Tonight, I will witness The most important moment of her life.
Lin Wanrong snorted into the room, and a musk-like fragrance, gently drifted into his nose. The scent was fresh and elegant. With the faint fragrance that Xiao Nizi uploaded after bathing, he couldn't help but sniff a few sips, and his heart fired up again. A ray of sandalwood rose slowly, the green smoke was simmering, and the elegance was more pronounced.
The pink silk tent hangs down gently, rendering that show couch peaceful and warm. The silk bedding on the powder bed is clean, fresh and spotless. A pretty figure had already been drilled into the silk quilt. The bulging suddenly undulated due to tension. The soft material of the silk quilt was also rounded, and even the shape of the double pills was clearly visible.
Xiao Nizi's calf arched nervously and slightly, and the silk was stretched up to reveal the looming spring of silk, with a pair of tiny little feet exposed, as small and charming as white jade. Qiao Qiao had been so ashamed to cover his cheeks with a quilt, like a cloud of hair on a jade pillow, white jade hands clutching the quilt tightly, half of his little buttocks were bare, crystal like jade.
From the soft gauze satin shape on the show couch, you can imagine how wonderfully the devil-like figure of the undulating mountains and hills is soft.
Pink tents, quilts, and waves under the satin are the best aphrodisiac. Lin Wanrong swallowed saliva quickly, gently opened the quilt, and said softly, "Little baby, I am coming— — "
"Brother" Qiao Qiao shouted, closing her eyes hastily, but her hands were tightly covering her legs, her body trembling, and she presented her perfect body in front of him.
The little beauty in front of her face is like applying powder, the jade body is full of age, the white tenderness that deceives and wins the snow, the countless peaks and mountains, the trembling Yufeng stands proudly, the peaks are bright and delicate, and tempting Glossy and stunning. The two slender pink and oily slender tightly entangled, covering the last ray of spring. The smooth skin is red and white, and the body also exudes a light fragrance, extremely charming and seductive.
Her own fragrant lady here is also her and her elder brother's love nest. Feeling the elder brother's hot aggressive eyes, she happens to breathe fast, and her face is bright and beautiful.
Lin Wanrong had a short breath, and gently stroked her long, round, solid legs with her hands, and slowly moved towards the inside of her thighs. It feels smooth and delicate like jade. It spreads to the bottom of my heart instantly, with a strong fragrance, which makes people intoxicated.
"Ah, brother--" Qiao Qiao's eyes were half closed, and she felt that hot big hand pressed her little hand, and was about to break through the last line of defense. She clutched the pair of pillows tightly, her eyebrows narrowed slightly, Can't help but call softly ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Wonderful and subconsciously swinging, groaning with heart-warming. She seemed to jump into the fire, her body burning, and a stream of spring flowing down, soothing between her legs.
Lin Wanrong kissed her bright little lips, lingered on her plump breasts, squeezed gently, and Ren Najiu changed shape in her hand, stained with a beautiful color.
Qiao Qiaojiao's body trembled, a pair of show eyes almost spit fire, and her body arched slightly, catering to the action of her elder brother, Tan Koujiao's breathless, burning spring love had already made her give up all restraint.
"Brother" Qiaoqiao exclaimed, but her brother turned her over with her hands and turned her back on him, and those magic hands rubbed and twisted on her soft and delicate hip flaps.
Such a pure woman has never been played like this, and Qiaoqiao's face is like a fire. She is lying on the bed softly like mud. Lin Wanrong clings to her hips and hugs her chest and says: "Baby, I'm here It's-"
Push it lightly, the fiery meat gun has run through the weak woman's body, a bright flower blooming on the white silk scarf.
Qiao Qiao murmured, his face was painful and happy, and his back clung to his brother's chest tightly, crying proudly: "Brother, Qiao Qiao will always be yours!"