Chapter 117: Entrance
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Entertainment of Spring and Autumn
- Ji Cha
- 1470 characters
- 2021-03-03 03:16:56
Chapter One Hundred and Seventeen
In a general sense, Xue Qingqiu is quite dirty. For example, she knows exactly what Mr. Jiao is doing, and there is no fluctuation in her heart.
I don’t know how many maps have been seen for Shuangxiu...
But in some special angles, she is very ignorant, because whether she is looking at the double cultivation technique or practicing on her own, she has never thought that a woman would do that with her fingers...
No matter how lonely, she wouldn't end there. She went to practice in a little free time. How did she know that the fingers had other uses?
In addition, her mind was a little empty at the moment, so she looked blank and looked at Xue Mu's face dumbly.
Such a bewildered expression is really cute to her... Xue Mu couldn't help seeing it, so he lowered his head and kissed it.
Xue Qingqiu raised and lowered both hands, feeling a little at a loss. He wanted to hold it but it was wrong, and wanted to push away? I didn't want to...so he just hangs down like that, letting him chew on his red lips.
Speaking of it, I am getting more and more accustomed to kissing now... I really enjoy his gentle kiss, and even parted his teeth a little eagerly, hoping that his tongue would invade, and then get entangled with him.
"You need to learn words, you don't need to learn behaviors." Xue Mu kept and fiddled slowly. Xue Qingqiu quickly shuddered all over, breathing more and more rapidly. There was also a scene in her heart that Zhu Chenyao was and fiddled with by him that day. It seemed that everyone was the same. At that time, they were all the same as Hehuan Sect...
Before I knew it, I felt like I had left the ground, but Xue Mu hugged her horizontally and strode towards the bed.
Xue Qingqiu grabbed his collar a little nervously, and whispered: "You..."
Xue Mu flattened her, covered her and kissed, and muttered in her ear: "Why don't you spend time with me. Compared to doing double repairs with others, I still want to talk to you first..."
Really...Because he is going to double repair with Menglan, do you want to go with yourself first? Xue Qingqiu looked at the ceiling in confusion. At this moment, he no longer had the funny thoughts of yesterday. There was an excitement in his heart: Yes, it should be before Menglan. How could that outer disciple get ahead of him?
Play house? What's the point...
She bit her lower lip and suddenly said, "I can break it myself!"
Xue Mu stopped and stammered: "That...then don't use it..."
Xue Qingqiu bit the corner of his lips, suddenly changed positions, and threw Xue Mu down, rolled over and pressed it, tearing off his clothes with a "tear".
Xue Mu was dumbfounded: "Hey hey hey...what are you doing..."
Xue Qingqiu rode on him with a strange light in his eyes: "It's okay if I don't break it. If I deliberately control my muscle strength, I have my own way...I always have to hurry before the little fairies..."
Even an old driver like Xue Mu reacted for a while before realizing what she meant, and watched with a little horror as she tore off his obstacles.
"Hey hey hey... Fuck..."
The drizzle in the morning slowly began to turn heavy, and there was another heavy rain outside the window, hitting the roof, hitting the lotus leaves, and falling in the lotus pond. The patter of rain and wind, sounded very poetic and very There is spring.
The house is also very springy.
In the outside world, everyone is in awe of the super devil who is shaking the world. At this moment, there is no trace of his body, his beautiful eyes are mournful, his cheeks are flushing on the man, up and down. With long hair flying, it is very strange, but beautiful.
She controlled her muscle strength, deliberately relaxed completely, and contained his presence with the warmth of the grain.
Facts have proved that even if your body is cultivated into iron stone, if you deliberately relax your body, you will also get pleasure. The waves of trembling that rushed all over the body rushed into her heart and mind, making her thoughts drift away.
In a daze, I remembered that when I was a teenager, I worked with my senior sister to study the double-editing map. Seeing that there was a Yushu backyard, the two sisters were very unbelievable. What did I say at the time... By the way, I seemed to say disdainfully: It is the obscene lowly of the Hehuan Sect, and it is not so.
Compared to today, Xue Qingqiu wanted to laugh a little. Such a miracle was actually done by himself and forcibly overthrew him... But since he put on the ring, he accepted the proposal, right? Then no matter what you do is normal...
Xue Mu was holding her slender waist underneath, looking at her miserable eyes, and he was a little bit dumbfounded. This sister is too face-saving. She must be above her if she is willing to be willing, as if this can prove that she is still It looks like majesty... What kind of majesty is the chrysanthemum opened... He arched hard like a strange thing, Xue Qingqiu's mind was still confused, suddenly a violent numb came, and she moaned violently, and fell sore.
Xue Mu took the opportunity to turn over, pressed her underneath, and smiled in his ears: "Are you tired? Change me... By the way, if you change your posture, you won't be able to kill me..."
Xue Qingqiu bit his lower lip and wanted to object, but only gasped, even when he turned his body on his knees, he didn't have the strength to object.
She lowered her head and looked at her hand on the bed, the ring on it was shining with dim light, it was very beautiful.
I looked up and saw the dressing table on the opposite side. The bronze mirror reflected my spring love at the moment. I was so different from the sweetness of the painting. It had nothing to do with my daily pride and killing. Xue Qingqiu didn't even know. Which one is the real self?
Xue Mu recklessly attacked, and at this moment, I really don't bother to care about the double cultivation. Regardless of the physical and psychological, the sense of satisfaction is unparalleled, and it is not comparable to any time in the twenty-seven years of this life.
Looking down at the intersection, he suddenly had a very nonsensical thought: Is this considered an enlightenment?
This world seems to be so dirty even the level...
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Xue Qingqiu also went to retreat.
Perhaps after finishing the matter, her mind woke up from the confusion, feeling that after being overturned by him, she was so embarrassed that she could not let go of the suzerain’s face; or she did not want to let Xue Mu Shixu know the taste and pestered this matter every day. Er; Or what about the first time with a man, even if it is not the right way, it gives her a sense of harmony between Yin and Yang?
In short, she drove Xue Mu away afterwards and declared that she had gone to retreat for three days.
Xue Mu was driven out of the Rouge Workshop and looked up at the sky. He didn't know how long it had passed at noon. Pu Xiang probably was waiting to kill someone.
Regardless of him, the big thing is not as big as the big dream of life just now. This is what I said without regrets!
"My son, it's too late, should I go to Koufulou? Pu Xiang has sent people over to ask several times..."
Xue Mu woke up before realizing that he had reached the gate of his house. He laughed and said, "Go, why not go? Everyone hasn't eaten. Someone treats you to waste."
"..." The eyes of the guards looking at Xue Mu were very strange. Although I don’t know why it took so long, I went out with the Sect Master in the morning and came back at noon enough to get in touch with the previous Sect Master’s little woman robbing a man. For this group of girls who once regarded Xue Qingqiu as a , It is really an ups and downs of three views.
As for releasing the Puxiang pigeons, they didn’t care about Zhuo Qingqing and the others at all. Who cares about him...
Poor Puxiang was hungry and waited from the beginning of the noon to the midday. According to modern timekeeping, he waited from eleven to two in the afternoon, only to see Xue Mu walking around with eight girls. Pu Xiang looked at a table of cold drinks and dishes, enduring the urge to spit blood, weakly instructing Xiao Er: "Change the table to a new one..."