Chapter 66

Brother Han and Sister Liang Si went out in the middle of the night, are you in a hurry?

Qi Wanjun, who was still basking the floor under the bed, asked.

What's there to worry about? When encountering danger, Liang Si releases the sword intent and I can rush over. If she doesn't have time to release the sword intent in the blink of an eye, I can't beat it even if I go.

The injuries suffered a few days ago have not yet fully healed, and Chu Qingyan is now in a good luck to heal.

Since Qi Wanjun saw Chu Qingyan's big breasts in the woods, his mind was filled with Chu Qingyan's snow breasts. Even if he was on the floor, his eyes had never moved away from the towering part of the plain white gauze dress.

Future woman, I want to...

no.

Qi Wanjun's little eyes could be sensed even if Chu Qingyan closed her eyes and calmed down. Before he could finish speaking, he had already refused.

Future woman, I think.

Qi Wanjun climbed onto the bed in a tricky way, and soon he was shaken away by Chu Qingyan's true energy.

Although Qi Wanjun was only 13 years old, he was not short. At this time, he was rolling on the ground and playing tricks.

It is agreed that you can only work on the floor.

Chu Qingyan's words all showed a cold meaning.

I don’t care about it, I don’t care about it, I don’t go to bed, just come and play the floor with me.

Qi Wanjun was so angry that he stomped his feet.

Chu Qingyan originally wanted to try to break through the realm of heaven and man again, but she was so annoyed that the little prince was a little restless.

When I was not angry, my thighs were painful.

Come up.

When Chu Qingyan thought that the anus had played with twenty people, she suddenly felt a little guilty about her future husband, so she agreed to let him go to bed.

The reason why Chu Qingyan decided to agree to Qi Wanjun as his husband was entirely because he could open the Heavenly Gate to cast the immortal spirit platform. Then Qi Wanjun is the emperor of the human world. With his luck as well as Chu Qingyan, he can guide his luck to achieve himself.

If the Heavenly Gate cannot be opened, then after those demons and monsters are destroyed, they can become the emperor and empress for more than two hundred years by practicing.

After the cheerful Qi Wanjun went to bed, he saw that Chu Qingyan's beautiful face was still cold, so he didn't dare to touch her.

Then he asked tremblingly: Future woman, I can...

Forget it, it's up to you.

After talking, Chu Qingyan's cold face did not fluctuate at all, but huge waves of waves appeared in his heart.

It is obvious that Qi Wanjun was still trembling when he reached out to Chu Qingyan's chest.

Chu Qingyan didn't know what she was thinking about, so she lay flat on the wide bed and slowly closed her beautiful eyes.

The breathing made Chu Qingyan's peaks rise and fall. Qi Wanjun, who was only thirteen years old, felt very dry. He thought he was just thirsty, so he ran to the table and picked up the teapot and started drinking it in big mouthfuls, and then tiptoed to Chu Qingyan's bed.

Can I take a look at your snow milk?

Qi Wanjun didn't know where to learn such a word. Maybe it was because Chu Qingyan he remembered that she was as cold as snow, or maybe it was as white as snow when she saw her breasts.

Chu Qingyan was still silent. Even if she was so angry that she was so angry, she never begged for mercy. How could Chu Qingyan, who was used to being asked to see her breasts?

Qi Wanjun was afraid of Chu Qingyan from the bottom of her heart, so she came to her silver silk satin belt. When she untied the rope, she was like a thief, worried, expectant and eager to see her round and round breasts again.

When he reached Chu Qingyan's martial arts realm, even if he closed his eyes, he could understand that Qi Wanjun's hand was unbuttoning his waist. The slight movement was like stroking the strings in her heart.

The moment he was relaxed, Chu Qingyan's white gauze loosened slightly, especially on his chest, which became taller.

This also shows that Chu Qingyan's outer skirt is a plain white gauze dress, and the inner one is a white lining of silk satin. When it comes in, it should be a bellyband.

With an excited mood, Qi Wanjun began to gently lift the crossed white outer robes with his hands. As expected, the lining was indeed white silk satin. Taking advantage of the victory, he also lifted the lining. This was also the last obstacle to covering Chu Qingyan's two holy peaks - the white embroidered bellyband.

What is unusual about the bellyband is that Chu Qingyan's bellyband covering her chest was cut and embroidered into the shape of a lotus, and the shoulders and collarbones were not wrapped in it.

This kind of pocket can only be tied to the back with a fiber rope, which is much looser than the ordinary one. From this, in Qi Wanjun's eyes, Chu Qingyan could see a lot of milk from the lotus pocket as he breathed.

Instinct made Chu Qingyan want to protect the spring light on her chest with both hands, but she didn't, allowing her young future husband to stare greedily with her hot eyes.

Although Qi Wanjun is young, he is also a man. Even though he is bullied by Chu Qingyan from time to time on weekdays, which man can withstand the temptation of a beautiful woman? Even if he can, who can withstand the big white breasts?

Now that the rope belt of the unbuttoned bellyband was pressed behind Chu Qingyan, Qi Wanjun naturally did not dare to force her body, so he simply lifted her bellyband from underneath.

The snow-white milk that he was obsessed with suddenly appeared in his sight little by little, and the dragon root under his crotch rose up little by little.

The warm palm slowly stroked the bright red plum blossoms blooming from the snow-white side breasts to the top. The strong feeling controlled Qi Wanjun's lips. He leaned down and ate the nipples that had not yet stood up in his mouth, and squeezed the tender milk into his mouth with his hands.

The other hand was gone without the first astringency. She rubbed the tender milk hard and played it into various shapes, delicate, soft and tender, and the touch was like silk satin. Qi Wanjun couldn't let go of it. She kept rubbing every part of her skin on the milk that was bigger than the round bowl.

Every finger is deeply trapped in the breast.

From a distance, if you knew that this half-naked woman was the sword fairy Chu Qingyan, who was played with her extremely sacred big breasts by a child with unfilthy breasts, it would be envious and jealous.

Qi Wanjun had a lot of milk in her mouth. She started licking Chu Qingyan's sensitive buds in her mouth without any guidance. Once she got strong, Qi Wanjun was very persistent, and the speed of licking Chu Qingyan's buds at the tip of her tongue became faster and faster. Especially when she felt her nipples gradually became harder and bigger under the licking, Qi Wanjun became more satisfied and harder.

Um……

Chu Qingyan made a surprisingly pleasant moan. This was the first time, and it was the case that the underage little kid was eating his nipples. If Sanjiao Zhenren knew that he possessed his spiritual sense on about twenty people, he tried his best to stab Chu Qingyan in the anus, and he had never heard of it, and he would have died and lost his life.

After another stream of electric currents hit the whole body from the buds teased by the little kid's tongue. Chu Qingyan no longer tried his best to restrain himself, allowing the soft feeling to spread, and also allowing the heat flow in his abdomen to flow throughout the ketone body.

Her delicate body began to heat up, and fragrant sweat oozed out from her white skin. She even felt that the remaining clothes on her body were burdens, and she wanted to break them a little harder.

On Chu Qingyan's left hand, she felt her nipples standing proudly and hardened. The temptation was no less than touching her breasts. She curiously played with her two fingers, either kneading, twisting, or clamping, which made Chu Qingyan's heart go up and down.

Another low whistle sound, Chu Qingyan knew clearly that the deep flower hole between her legs was gradually secreting juice, and itchy like an ant squirming and crawling. She wanted to reach in and press it to stop it. The rhythm of breathing began to speed up, so that her toes were curled up tightly.

Qi Wanjun only cared about using her lips and tongue, and with her hands focused on playing with Chu Qingyan's snow-white breasts, she did not appreciate her stunning red face at this time, no longer as cold as ice as before.

Chu Qingyan did not resist physical relationship with Qi Wanjun, which is one of the reasons why Qi Wanjun, a young boy, was more likely to be moved by her body. In particular, Qi Wanjun was the first man to see her breasts, and her future husband. She has her own goals and missions, and is not as persistent in romantic and unforgettable love like most people.