Shangguan Rongqin took a few steps closer and saw clearly that it was the woman's middle clothes and underwear. His expression was slightly shaking. He heard small but rapid panting and moans from somewhere, mixed with the man's lewd voice. Although the voice was small, a few words still fell into his ears.
Qingyin, you smell so good...
It feels so good... let me rub my breasts again...
There is something inside... Qingyin, can I ejaculate in again...
Shangguan Rongqin didn't understand what he didn't understand when he heard this. His elegant face turned thin red. He took a few steps to stabilize his mind.
She has a sweetheart, but it's too much here... Although Gu Qingyin is young, she is not so unlucky. This is her desk room
Shangguan Rongqin recalled the day when Ming Xiaohe came to invite him. A thought flashed through his mind instantly. He looked around the desk room and walked to the incense-filled table and sniffed it lightly. He frowned slightly, and had already figured out Ming Xiaohe's thoughts.
He glanced at a small inconspicuous door in the inner room, stood quietly for a moment, and his eyes returned to the clarity. He arranged the table and the Taishi chair neatly, picked up the clothes in the corner and folded them in the bookcase, and confirmed that there was nothing wrong with it, so he closed the door and left.
Shangguan Rongqin left Lanyuan and met the Emperor Wang who had some friendship with him, so he had a light conversation.
Jingshi Wang was a little surprised. He looked at him for a few more times before entering the Lanyuan gate and deliberately said loudly: Is Lord Gu here?
He shouted three times, but he stopped going in. He looked back at Shangguan Rongqin, saw him nodding, and left.
Shangguan Rongqin heard that there was finally movement inside. The figures intertwined on the green screen, and his shimmering eyes flashed. He turned around and came out of the Censorate. He did not see Ming Xiaohe again that night.
At that time, Ji Zhuoyun was pinching Gu Qingyin's two big breasts and fucking her pussy hard from behind. Both of them were standing. The vaginal fluid at the intersection flowed along the base of her legs to Gu Qingyin's thighs. She closed her eyes tightly, and her hands were supported on the wall. Her complexion was flushed, and her lips were filled with unbearable moans.
Ji Zhuoyun was panting, her lower abdomen was tightly pressed against her buttocks, and her penis was inserted into her vagina hundreds of times, and finally she roared and ejaculated again.
The hot semen made Gu Qingyin tremble all over. At the same time, she reached the paralysis. The vaginal fluid and semen under her body poured out in large quantities and dripped on the black ground. With a bang, a small sachet-like object also fell out.
Ji Zhuoyun came back from the climax, reached out and picked it up, hugged Gu Qingyin's naked body, and was about to make a joke, but someone outside called Gu Qingyin's name
Gu Qingyin looked at him. Although his desire was not gone, the two were still unable to part with each other, but they had to quickly clean up their bodies.
But Han Jinqing was welcomed into the front hall. Jingtan sat for a while and saw someone strode in from outside.
Ming Xiaohe was wearing a brocade dress and the chill of the moonlit night. She smiled before she could speak. Prime Minister, what wind blows you on this big night? While saying that, she bowed and bowed.
Han Jinqing's black robe and ink hair, a lazy smile on his lips. Is the Censorate or the Small Temple? Lord Ming is very heart-willed. Mo Yu's eyes are staring at Ming Xiaohe.
Ming Xiaohe shook under his eyes and said with a smile: "Is the Prime Minister?" Isn't the Censorate a small temple in the Prime Minister's hand?"
Sitting there, Han Jinqing picked up the tea bowl and trembled, and said lightly: Speaking of which, since Lord Ming took office, I have visited him in the future.
Ming Xiaohe just sat down and stood up again, bowed and said: "You are not afraid, this is yours, you are not. You are also thinking that you have free time in the past two days to pay homage to the prime minister."
Han Jinqing looked at his respectful attitude and said slowly after a while: Lord Ming is intent.
Ming Xiaohe was not in dealing with him, and he was inevitably angry after standing for a long time. He heard his unsalable words and did not breathe up or down. He thought to himself, since you make me unhappy, why should I tolerate it? Let me see how Gu Qingyin is rogue under other men and block your heart.
He was about to speak when he heard Han Jinqing say: The Censorate's Spring Inspection is only two days, right?
Ming Xiaohe was stunned and immediately replied: Just three days later
But all of them have been arranged? Han Jinqing's tone is still faint
Ming Xiaohe replied: Of course, the arrangement has been made. The subordinates have already submitted their work calendar.
Han Jinqing raised her eyebrows, her eyes dark, and said: Let me show you my true face
Ming Xiaohe sneered in his heart, it was not your turn to take care of the Censorate. Liuli's eyes turned and she was still smiling. Prime Minister, this is not easy to deal with. The career history was drawn up by Lord Gu, and she will...
When I came in, I heard that the person on duty tonight seemed to be this Lord Gu, who is the other person?
Qingyin, you smell so good...
It feels so good... let me rub my breasts again...
There is something inside... Qingyin, can I ejaculate in again...
Shangguan Rongqin didn't understand what he didn't understand when he heard this. His elegant face turned thin red. He took a few steps to stabilize his mind.
She has a sweetheart, but it's too much here... Although Gu Qingyin is young, she is not so unlucky. This is her desk room
Shangguan Rongqin recalled the day when Ming Xiaohe came to invite him. A thought flashed through his mind instantly. He looked around the desk room and walked to the incense-filled table and sniffed it lightly. He frowned slightly, and had already figured out Ming Xiaohe's thoughts.
He glanced at a small inconspicuous door in the inner room, stood quietly for a moment, and his eyes returned to the clarity. He arranged the table and the Taishi chair neatly, picked up the clothes in the corner and folded them in the bookcase, and confirmed that there was nothing wrong with it, so he closed the door and left.
Shangguan Rongqin left Lanyuan and met the Emperor Wang who had some friendship with him, so he had a light conversation.
Jingshi Wang was a little surprised. He looked at him for a few more times before entering the Lanyuan gate and deliberately said loudly: Is Lord Gu here?
He shouted three times, but he stopped going in. He looked back at Shangguan Rongqin, saw him nodding, and left.
Shangguan Rongqin heard that there was finally movement inside. The figures intertwined on the green screen, and his shimmering eyes flashed. He turned around and came out of the Censorate. He did not see Ming Xiaohe again that night.
At that time, Ji Zhuoyun was pinching Gu Qingyin's two big breasts and fucking her pussy hard from behind. Both of them were standing. The vaginal fluid at the intersection flowed along the base of her legs to Gu Qingyin's thighs. She closed her eyes tightly, and her hands were supported on the wall. Her complexion was flushed, and her lips were filled with unbearable moans.
Ji Zhuoyun was panting, her lower abdomen was tightly pressed against her buttocks, and her penis was inserted into her vagina hundreds of times, and finally she roared and ejaculated again.
The hot semen made Gu Qingyin tremble all over. At the same time, she reached the paralysis. The vaginal fluid and semen under her body poured out in large quantities and dripped on the black ground. With a bang, a small sachet-like object also fell out.
Ji Zhuoyun came back from the climax, reached out and picked it up, hugged Gu Qingyin's naked body, and was about to make a joke, but someone outside called Gu Qingyin's name
Gu Qingyin looked at him. Although his desire was not gone, the two were still unable to part with each other, but they had to quickly clean up their bodies.
But Han Jinqing was welcomed into the front hall. Jingtan sat for a while and saw someone strode in from outside.
Ming Xiaohe was wearing a brocade dress and the chill of the moonlit night. She smiled before she could speak. Prime Minister, what wind blows you on this big night? While saying that, she bowed and bowed.
Han Jinqing's black robe and ink hair, a lazy smile on his lips. Is the Censorate or the Small Temple? Lord Ming is very heart-willed. Mo Yu's eyes are staring at Ming Xiaohe.
Ming Xiaohe shook under his eyes and said with a smile: "Is the Prime Minister?" Isn't the Censorate a small temple in the Prime Minister's hand?"
Sitting there, Han Jinqing picked up the tea bowl and trembled, and said lightly: Speaking of which, since Lord Ming took office, I have visited him in the future.
Ming Xiaohe just sat down and stood up again, bowed and said: "You are not afraid, this is yours, you are not. You are also thinking that you have free time in the past two days to pay homage to the prime minister."
Han Jinqing looked at his respectful attitude and said slowly after a while: Lord Ming is intent.
Ming Xiaohe was not in dealing with him, and he was inevitably angry after standing for a long time. He heard his unsalable words and did not breathe up or down. He thought to himself, since you make me unhappy, why should I tolerate it? Let me see how Gu Qingyin is rogue under other men and block your heart.
He was about to speak when he heard Han Jinqing say: The Censorate's Spring Inspection is only two days, right?
Ming Xiaohe was stunned and immediately replied: Just three days later
But all of them have been arranged? Han Jinqing's tone is still faint
Ming Xiaohe replied: Of course, the arrangement has been made. The subordinates have already submitted their work calendar.
Han Jinqing raised her eyebrows, her eyes dark, and said: Let me show you my true face
Ming Xiaohe sneered in his heart, it was not your turn to take care of the Censorate. Liuli's eyes turned and she was still smiling. Prime Minister, this is not easy to deal with. The career history was drawn up by Lord Gu, and she will...
When I came in, I heard that the person on duty tonight seemed to be this Lord Gu, who is the other person?
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