He Qingqing was stunned, her eyes turned and she looked at this handsome and indifferent man. She could not have imagined that this young master who could not practice in her impression was so powerful now.
While her heart was beating wildly, her heart was also extremely complicated. She already had a fiancé, and she was also the fiancé whom her father personally asked for marriage!
But she couldn't help but worry and curiosity about the man she hugged her, and she felt the throbbing and feelings she shouldn't have.
She had seen many masters and young talents in the palace, but she had never seen anyone like Duan Ling, who had killed more than a hundred peerless cultivators in the same level in the courtyard, and even killed two cultivators in the Ningyuan Realm with their cultivation level in the Guiyuan Realm.
Duan Ling smiled slightly, looked at He Qingqing with a soft look, and said in a gentle voice:
Qingqing, are you satisfied now?
His smile had a strange affinity, which made He Qingqing feel good, but she could also feel that Duan Ling's expression was a little tired, and his slightly trembling body all showed that the pressure that just now was not as relaxed as she imagined.
He Qingqing guessed that Duan Ling had previously used the third form of the "Zhu Tian Sword Classic" - the Blood Yang Infinite Sword, killing more than a hundred bandits in the Kuyuan Realm to consume huge amounts of energy, and then killing two people in the Condensation Realm to almost consume the energy in their bodies.
Duan Ling, thank you... Thank you!
These words of thanks are a little pale, but He Qingqing didn't know how to thank them, so she could only say thank you again.
He Qingqing couldn't figure out this friend who hadn't seen for a long time. She only remembered that Duan Ling could not practice. The only thing that impressed her was this extremely handsome skin. Unexpectedly, when he met again, he had undergone earth-shaking changes, and his ruthless moves and his surge in strength made her feel a little strange.
Qingqing, give me a return Yuandan.Duan Ling said with a smile.
He Qingqing left his arms quietly, took out the back Yuandan and handed it to him, pondered for a moment, and said softly:
Duan Ling, how did you restore your meridians and practice again?
Duan Ling was slightly stunned. After a brief thought, he raised his eyebrows and said:
Well, it’s a long story. In general, it’s a bit of an adventure. What about you, haven’t you been staying in the imperial city all the time?Why appears here?
He Qingqing's eyes showed a sad look. He hesitated for a while, and frowned and said:
You must have heard that the royal family is going to take action against the Duan family, right?
Duan Ling swallowed the pill and nodded and said: I heard about it, but I don’t know what the specific situation is?
He Qingqing stood with her hands behind her back, and her heroic temperament was revealed again, and she sighed:
This rumor can be said to be half true and half false. It is true that the Duan family is not the royal family, but someone else.
Even though his father was still ill, how could he deal with the Duan family and put the entire Great Zhou in turmoil?
This time I went out of the city to visit Zhenwu Tianmen. I wanted to ask them to send some experts to help me eliminate the rebels behind me, but they did not know that they were closed and encountered these evil thieves on the way back. Fortunately, they met you, otherwise I...
He Qingqing was silent and silent.
Duan Ling took a step forward, gently hugged her into her arms, lowered her head and looked at her haggard face, and said softly:
Qingqing, you have cleared it over the years.I guess you have suffered a lot, too.
He Qingqing's eyes trembled. In just one short sentence, it was like a sharp sword piercing into the softest depths of her heart. The heart that had been forced to support for many years was already full of holes. If she had not been for repaying her father's kindness, she would probably not be able to hold on now.
As soon as she entered the palace, she was as deep as the sea, and the most ruthless imperial family. She also knew how deep the water in the palace was, and each was like a tiger, leopard, jackal, and she used any means to make the profit. All family, friendship, love did not exist in the royal family. Only interests and power are supreme.
As an illegitimate daughter, she has been taken back to the palace since her mother died of illness and has always lived a life like walking on thin ice. If her father had not been protecting her for a long time, she would not have lived now.
However, her father was sick for several years. She could only rely on her weak power to deal with the secret rebels in order to protect the foundation laid by her father from being annexed by evil people.
But she was weak, and her childhood playmate Ruan Qingyao also went to Leiling Sect to practice. In the lonely palace, she could only look at the bright moon in the sky and she shed tears in her tears on countless uninhabited nights.
Over the years, except for her father, no one has ever said anything caring to her. However, Duan Ling's words touched her heart, and her water-like eyes sparkled in the sun, flashing with a faint feeling that she had never understood.
Woo woo...
He Qingqing's eyes were slightly red, and there was a fountain in her beautiful eyes at some point. She leaned against Duan Ling's shoulder, making a cry like a mosquito and flies like a wounded beast.
Duan Ling hugged her plain waist tightly, patted her pink back gently, and said nothing, but comforted her silently.
The sophisticated Duan Ling knew that what the fragile He Qingqing needed most at this moment was not verbal comfort, but to give a shoulder to rely on.
The quiet valley is full of emerald green and flowing. There are flowers blooming in the depths of the grass sea. The delicate stamens are embedded in the boundless green ocean, making them more colorful.
Two figures hugged each other in this beautiful and poetic scene. After a long time, He Qingqing's crying gradually stopped. When she found Duan Ling's clothes soaked on her shoulders, her pretty face turned red and she said in a low voice:
Sorry, I let you laugh at it.
Duan Ling showed a bright smile and said warmly:
It's okay, who made us friends?
He Qingqing raised her watery eyes and looked at the man who made her mood complicated. The two of them looked at each other, as if there was a silent ambiguity spreading around them. As his eyes trembled, He Qingqing slowly closed her beautiful eyes, grabbed Duan Ling's shoulder with a slender hand, and couldn't help but raise her head and kissed his lips.
She knew that this was wrong. She had a fiancé and Duan Ling was also a married man. But so what? The moment she was saved by him, she kept restraining her mood until she vented the sorrow in her heart, until she fermented and sublimated the faint feelings, and until she faced her inner desire calmly...
The four lips were opposite each other, and the warm and cold touch made the two of them tremble slightly. Smelling the faint fragrance on her body, Duan Ling looked at her friend in front of her with complicated eyes. He couldn't help but think to himself, what kind of mentality does He Qingqing have towards him?
Are there really such friends in the world?
He slowly closed his eyes and buried the complex thoughts in his heart. A numb pleasure spread silently between his lips, and both of them were breathing a little rapid.
Wooh...
He Qingqing felt her body softer and softer, and a strong masculine aura drifted into her nose with a faint fragrance of plum blossoms, making her unable to help but say.
He Qingqing's kiss was very awkward and gentle, and it slowly brushed his lips like exploration. It was no wonder that she was, after all, this was her first kiss.
Four soft lips were pressed against each other, Duan Ling's hot breath brushed between her lips with a slightly moist wet mood. Her pretty face turned red, and in an instant, her mind was dizzy, as if two currents penetrated into the two of them, quietly igniting the heat deep in their hearts.
He Qingqing opened his wet lips slightly and gently licked his lips with his soft tongue. He was so gentle that he seemed to have a little flattering meaning, gentle touch and seductive movements, as if they were tender in a lover.
Duan Ling was stunned. When she felt her awkward kissing skills, she couldn't help but feel funny. She was obviously a young man, but she wanted to show off her strength and pretend to be a veteran.
At this time, He Qingqing's heart was beating like thunder, and all kinds of nervousness, anxiety and expectation came to her heart. When she was a little at a loss, Duan Ling's flexible hand had already reached into her clothes, accurately capturing her nipples that had not yet stood up.
Duan Ling did not attack the private garden under her. He knew that with the current relationship between the two, he was far from that point. Unlike his other three women, he only had a good impression of He Qingqing, that's all.
Um...
He Qingqing was attacked on her chest, and she groaned, and her delicate body trembled slightly, a soft red tongue quickly pushed her white white teeth away and reached straight in.
Wooh...
He Qingqing only felt a numbness on her chest, and her delicate body couldn't help but become hot. She whispered softly, but did not resist, but embraced his neck emotionally.
The pleasure that I had never experienced before surged into my mind. I was both nervous and expectant, and let Duan Ling's flexible tongue wander around in her smooth and tender mouth.
At this time, Duan Ling was a little bit lustful. The elegant and luxurious woman kissed her proactively, which made him a little confused. Is He Qingqing really grateful for her life-saving grace or did she really fall in love with her?
After all, I just nodded with her before today, and the real saving of her was due to Ruan Qingyao's relationship.
He didn't think about it anymore. While He Qingqing was immersed in the joy of the wet kiss, he decisively sucked her smooth tongue and savored it carefully in his mouth.
Stains...stains...
He Qingqing's erotic cheeks were covered with red clouds, and she was sucked into the softest part, which made her slightly ashamed. But she, who has always been decisive, did not want to be too passive at this moment. She curled Duan Ling's red tongue back, and her two tongues immediately became entangled.
As Duan Ling kneaded his big hands, He Qingqing's small nipples were rapidly expanding and quickly stood up.
Duan Ling's flexible red tongue rushes freely in her moist mouth, sometimes licking the tip of her tongue, sometimes poking the wall of the cavity, trying to occupy every inch of land in her mouth.
Um...
Duan Ling, who was aroused by desire, became even more unscrupulous. His flexible hands were raging wildly in her clothes, and he was still sucking He Qingqing's sweet saliva in his mouth.
Under the two attacks, waves of pleasure surged into her limbs, making her unable to help but murmur.
He Qingqing became more and more powerless by her kiss. At this time, as she gradually became in a state, her clear water eyes gradually became blurred, and the blush on her beautiful face had climbed up to her ears, as if she was ripe peaches.
Under Duan Ling's skillful teasing, He Qingqing's desire gradually rose, and the misty feeling in her beautiful eyes became stronger. She felt a warm current flowing through her lower abdomen, flowing through her limbs and bones, and wherever she passed was the numbness and pleasure that fascinated her.
After a long time, until they were almost breathless, the two of them separated reluctantly, and a silver thread was still hooked to their lips.
Duan Ling smiled and took the sweet silver thread into her belly. He looked up at He Qingqing and teased:
Qingqing, your little mouth is quite sweet!
He Qingqing's eye feathers trembled slightly, and his affectionate eyes were hazy in water. It was obvious that he had not yet come back from his previous comfort.
Hearing Duan Ling's teasing, He Qingqing's eyes turned and glared at him, but he noticed a swell of ups and downs in his chest, and said angrily:
And... I won't take your paws away!
Duan Ling glanced at her jade arm that was still holding her neck, and kissed her pretty face full of red clouds, looking innocent:
I want Ah too, but you don’t allow Ah!
He Qingqing's delicate body trembled when he was kissed, and quickly withdrew his hands and took the opportunity to pull his claws out of his clothes. What's hateful is that this little man deliberately made trouble. Fortunately, when he pulled away, he pinched her nipples until he pulled her tender nipples long, and he reluctantly withdrew his hand.
Ah…you!!!
He Qingqing moaned, wishing she could kill the thief with one sword. She turned her back and rubbed the pepper breasts on her chest, tidied up her clothes, calmed down her mood, and said lightly:
You go and see if there is anything useful on their bodies. After finishing it, we will go back to the imperial city.
As if she had thought of something, her expression changed and she hesitated:
By the way, your father...
Duan Ling's eyes moved violently, his expression was frozen for a long time, and he spoke slowly:
It's okay, but it's okay.
He Qingqing's lips moved lightly, making a very light sound:
He was injured. I heard that it was caused by the sneak attack by the Demon King at Jin'an City Pass. I don't know the specific situation.
Duan Ling was stunned, clenched his five fingers, and said two words in his mouth:
The Demon King... Then he said: It doesn’t matter, I’ll know when I go back.
Duan Ling closed his eyes, and after several breaths of silence, he spoke:
Eh?How do you know I'm going back to the Imperial City?
He Qingqing smiled proudly: What's the difficulty? I also know that you set out from Chixiao Sect half a month ago and have been to Xuanxin Forest, right?
Duan Ling's eyes showed a strange look, she stretched out her thumb and praised:
Awesome, I didn’t expect that the Military Academy would be so well-informed and would care about me, the little fish.
He Qingqing's eyes turned slightly and she curled her lips: If your young master of the Duan family is a little fish, wouldn't the others be even worse than Xiami?Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and see if there are any pills to recover from the injury. My internal injury has not healed yet.
Duan Ling shook her head, and had no choice but to turn around. After plundering the useful storage bag, she left one in her hand, and summarized the remaining items into a storage bag, handed them to her, and chuckled:
It's all here, you can see it yourself.
He Qingqing took the storage bag and swept his mind, and was slightly disappointed. Obviously, he did not find any pills that could heal the wound.
She looked at the storage bag in Duan Ling's hand curiously and said in confusion:
What is your hand?
Duan Ling's eyes turned and she smiled slightly:
This is something you don't need.
He Qingqing frowned slightly and reached out to grab it. She was about to observe it, but Duan Ling said anxiously:
Don't... don't look!You will regret it!
She could not listen to Duan Ling's words. She swept her spiritual sense and her pretty face turned red. She threw it back to him and said angrily:
you!None of you men are good!
Duan Ling rolled her eyes and asked back:
I said, "Sir, can you tell me some reason?" You asked me to get this storage bag, right?I told you not to watch it, right?If you curse, why should you bring me with you?
He Qingqing felt a little aggrieved in her heart, and the princess's temperament suddenly came up. She took a step forward, punched his chest with her five fingers, and said to herself:
Bad guy!Bad guy!Let you bully this princess!It makes you dirty the eyes of this princess!
This is not a big deal about He Qingqing's face change, because in addition to millions of low-grade spirit stones and a small amount of gold and silver, there are also a large number of sexual training tools in the storage bag, and in addition to all kinds of sexual medicines.
Duan Ling didn't care about her beat, but just sighed: This Zheng Hu knew how to play with women except for robbery. He was afraid he couldn't use it even if he took it to the highest standard Chunxiang Tower in the imperial city. Could it be that he wanted to open a harem?Thinking of this, Duan Ling's eyes lit up, and this idea was very suitable for her taste.
While thinking, Duan Ling's eyes flashed with a splendor, and she suddenly lowered her head and printed her soft and fragrant lips.
Um...
He Qingqing's eyes showed a look of surprise, and a sound of YīngNíng sounded, as if he was instantly stationed in place, still with the familiar feeling and the familiar breath.
As soon as the two of them pressed each other, they couldn't wait to get entangled together, and the sweet body fluids rushed into each other's mouths and blended with each other.
I don't know how long it took, but when they were separated, both of them were breathing slightly.
Duan Ling held up her elegant little face. When her eyes met, his handsome face was imprinted in her misty watery eyes, which accelerated her already trembling heart a little bit again.
He Qingqing was extremely clear at this moment that she was moved!Feeling in love with a married man!
The two of them looked at each other for a long time, and both saw unusual and complex thoughts from each other's turbulent eyes.
In the end, Duan Ling broke the fruitless gaze, and he asked uncertainly:
Qingqing, do you... like me?
He Qingqing's delicate body trembled, her face turned red, and her voice became trembling:
You... don't dream... This princess won't like you, a little boy...
She paused and said quietly:
I...I don't know, you and Qingyao are husband and wife.The meaning in her words is self-evident.
Duan Ling suddenly realized that he did not ask again, but said lightly:
Can Qingqing know where Dongfang Bo is now?
A disdainful curve appeared on the corner of He Qingqing's mouth and said:
Oriental Bo?I remember there was news that he was seriously injured in Chixiao Sect half a month ago and had been sent directly to Xuanbao Sect for treatment, as if he was seriously injured.What did you ask him for?Did you do it?
He Qingqing was appointed as the commander of the Military Academy, so she naturally had her extraordinary qualities. Combined with the past conflicts between Duan Ling and Dongfang Bo, and speculating on the time of the incident, she easily guessed that Duan Ling was related to this matter.
Duan Ling was stunned. She didn't expect that she was so smart, but he said casually without caring:
I did it. Dongfang Bo is your fiancé, don’t you hate me?
Unexpectedly, He Qingqing shook her head slightly, smiled, and a trace of gloom flashed in her eyes:
Why do you hate you? That playboy can't catch my eye. If my father hadn't wanted to restrain your Duan and Ruan families, he wouldn't have let me marry him in exchange for support from the Dongfang family.
Duan Ling nodded and said: It’s a pain for you.
Has it made me suffer?He Qingqing recited this sentence lightly, and a trace of mist appeared in his water eyes and sighed:
As a royal princess, she was born to be a marriage. What's the hardship? However, the father has been bedridden in bed in recent years, which has led to political instability and worrying.
Duan Ling was stunned for a moment, poked her chest, and then smiled:
Why should Qingqing be so pessimistic? Since you and I are both monks, you should know that monks practice with clear thoughts and conform to their original intentions. You might as well ask yourself whether you are willing to do so. If you don’t want to do so, what if you do it?
His words were implicit. He Qingqing's eyes turned, and his face turned slightly red. After chewing it for a long time, he said softly:
I get it, thank you.
Duan Ling had no idea what she knew, but when he saw the worry between her eyebrows gradually fading away, he nodded and said:
Thank you, all of you are friends!Let's go, I still have a horse, let's go back to the imperial city together.
However, Duan Ling was deeply complaining about her heart, what kind of bullshit friends can kiss and rub her breasts?I don't believe this.
He Qingqing was unable to control the sword due to severe internal injuries. The two people who had a good impression of each other had the only one who rode a horse together. Needless to say, the ambiguity between them was, and He Qingqing's anger came from time to time on the official road:
A traitor, you...you poked me again!
Bad guy, where to put your hands!
you!Why are you always pushing me? Sitting backwards!
Duan Ling!I'm going to kill your life!
…………
While her heart was beating wildly, her heart was also extremely complicated. She already had a fiancé, and she was also the fiancé whom her father personally asked for marriage!
But she couldn't help but worry and curiosity about the man she hugged her, and she felt the throbbing and feelings she shouldn't have.
She had seen many masters and young talents in the palace, but she had never seen anyone like Duan Ling, who had killed more than a hundred peerless cultivators in the same level in the courtyard, and even killed two cultivators in the Ningyuan Realm with their cultivation level in the Guiyuan Realm.
Duan Ling smiled slightly, looked at He Qingqing with a soft look, and said in a gentle voice:
Qingqing, are you satisfied now?
His smile had a strange affinity, which made He Qingqing feel good, but she could also feel that Duan Ling's expression was a little tired, and his slightly trembling body all showed that the pressure that just now was not as relaxed as she imagined.
He Qingqing guessed that Duan Ling had previously used the third form of the "Zhu Tian Sword Classic" - the Blood Yang Infinite Sword, killing more than a hundred bandits in the Kuyuan Realm to consume huge amounts of energy, and then killing two people in the Condensation Realm to almost consume the energy in their bodies.
Duan Ling, thank you... Thank you!
These words of thanks are a little pale, but He Qingqing didn't know how to thank them, so she could only say thank you again.
He Qingqing couldn't figure out this friend who hadn't seen for a long time. She only remembered that Duan Ling could not practice. The only thing that impressed her was this extremely handsome skin. Unexpectedly, when he met again, he had undergone earth-shaking changes, and his ruthless moves and his surge in strength made her feel a little strange.
Qingqing, give me a return Yuandan.Duan Ling said with a smile.
He Qingqing left his arms quietly, took out the back Yuandan and handed it to him, pondered for a moment, and said softly:
Duan Ling, how did you restore your meridians and practice again?
Duan Ling was slightly stunned. After a brief thought, he raised his eyebrows and said:
Well, it’s a long story. In general, it’s a bit of an adventure. What about you, haven’t you been staying in the imperial city all the time?Why appears here?
He Qingqing's eyes showed a sad look. He hesitated for a while, and frowned and said:
You must have heard that the royal family is going to take action against the Duan family, right?
Duan Ling swallowed the pill and nodded and said: I heard about it, but I don’t know what the specific situation is?
He Qingqing stood with her hands behind her back, and her heroic temperament was revealed again, and she sighed:
This rumor can be said to be half true and half false. It is true that the Duan family is not the royal family, but someone else.
Even though his father was still ill, how could he deal with the Duan family and put the entire Great Zhou in turmoil?
This time I went out of the city to visit Zhenwu Tianmen. I wanted to ask them to send some experts to help me eliminate the rebels behind me, but they did not know that they were closed and encountered these evil thieves on the way back. Fortunately, they met you, otherwise I...
He Qingqing was silent and silent.
Duan Ling took a step forward, gently hugged her into her arms, lowered her head and looked at her haggard face, and said softly:
Qingqing, you have cleared it over the years.I guess you have suffered a lot, too.
He Qingqing's eyes trembled. In just one short sentence, it was like a sharp sword piercing into the softest depths of her heart. The heart that had been forced to support for many years was already full of holes. If she had not been for repaying her father's kindness, she would probably not be able to hold on now.
As soon as she entered the palace, she was as deep as the sea, and the most ruthless imperial family. She also knew how deep the water in the palace was, and each was like a tiger, leopard, jackal, and she used any means to make the profit. All family, friendship, love did not exist in the royal family. Only interests and power are supreme.
As an illegitimate daughter, she has been taken back to the palace since her mother died of illness and has always lived a life like walking on thin ice. If her father had not been protecting her for a long time, she would not have lived now.
However, her father was sick for several years. She could only rely on her weak power to deal with the secret rebels in order to protect the foundation laid by her father from being annexed by evil people.
But she was weak, and her childhood playmate Ruan Qingyao also went to Leiling Sect to practice. In the lonely palace, she could only look at the bright moon in the sky and she shed tears in her tears on countless uninhabited nights.
Over the years, except for her father, no one has ever said anything caring to her. However, Duan Ling's words touched her heart, and her water-like eyes sparkled in the sun, flashing with a faint feeling that she had never understood.
Woo woo...
He Qingqing's eyes were slightly red, and there was a fountain in her beautiful eyes at some point. She leaned against Duan Ling's shoulder, making a cry like a mosquito and flies like a wounded beast.
Duan Ling hugged her plain waist tightly, patted her pink back gently, and said nothing, but comforted her silently.
The sophisticated Duan Ling knew that what the fragile He Qingqing needed most at this moment was not verbal comfort, but to give a shoulder to rely on.
The quiet valley is full of emerald green and flowing. There are flowers blooming in the depths of the grass sea. The delicate stamens are embedded in the boundless green ocean, making them more colorful.
Two figures hugged each other in this beautiful and poetic scene. After a long time, He Qingqing's crying gradually stopped. When she found Duan Ling's clothes soaked on her shoulders, her pretty face turned red and she said in a low voice:
Sorry, I let you laugh at it.
Duan Ling showed a bright smile and said warmly:
It's okay, who made us friends?
He Qingqing raised her watery eyes and looked at the man who made her mood complicated. The two of them looked at each other, as if there was a silent ambiguity spreading around them. As his eyes trembled, He Qingqing slowly closed her beautiful eyes, grabbed Duan Ling's shoulder with a slender hand, and couldn't help but raise her head and kissed his lips.
She knew that this was wrong. She had a fiancé and Duan Ling was also a married man. But so what? The moment she was saved by him, she kept restraining her mood until she vented the sorrow in her heart, until she fermented and sublimated the faint feelings, and until she faced her inner desire calmly...
The four lips were opposite each other, and the warm and cold touch made the two of them tremble slightly. Smelling the faint fragrance on her body, Duan Ling looked at her friend in front of her with complicated eyes. He couldn't help but think to himself, what kind of mentality does He Qingqing have towards him?
Are there really such friends in the world?
He slowly closed his eyes and buried the complex thoughts in his heart. A numb pleasure spread silently between his lips, and both of them were breathing a little rapid.
Wooh...
He Qingqing felt her body softer and softer, and a strong masculine aura drifted into her nose with a faint fragrance of plum blossoms, making her unable to help but say.
He Qingqing's kiss was very awkward and gentle, and it slowly brushed his lips like exploration. It was no wonder that she was, after all, this was her first kiss.
Four soft lips were pressed against each other, Duan Ling's hot breath brushed between her lips with a slightly moist wet mood. Her pretty face turned red, and in an instant, her mind was dizzy, as if two currents penetrated into the two of them, quietly igniting the heat deep in their hearts.
He Qingqing opened his wet lips slightly and gently licked his lips with his soft tongue. He was so gentle that he seemed to have a little flattering meaning, gentle touch and seductive movements, as if they were tender in a lover.
Duan Ling was stunned. When she felt her awkward kissing skills, she couldn't help but feel funny. She was obviously a young man, but she wanted to show off her strength and pretend to be a veteran.
At this time, He Qingqing's heart was beating like thunder, and all kinds of nervousness, anxiety and expectation came to her heart. When she was a little at a loss, Duan Ling's flexible hand had already reached into her clothes, accurately capturing her nipples that had not yet stood up.
Duan Ling did not attack the private garden under her. He knew that with the current relationship between the two, he was far from that point. Unlike his other three women, he only had a good impression of He Qingqing, that's all.
Um...
He Qingqing was attacked on her chest, and she groaned, and her delicate body trembled slightly, a soft red tongue quickly pushed her white white teeth away and reached straight in.
Wooh...
He Qingqing only felt a numbness on her chest, and her delicate body couldn't help but become hot. She whispered softly, but did not resist, but embraced his neck emotionally.
The pleasure that I had never experienced before surged into my mind. I was both nervous and expectant, and let Duan Ling's flexible tongue wander around in her smooth and tender mouth.
At this time, Duan Ling was a little bit lustful. The elegant and luxurious woman kissed her proactively, which made him a little confused. Is He Qingqing really grateful for her life-saving grace or did she really fall in love with her?
After all, I just nodded with her before today, and the real saving of her was due to Ruan Qingyao's relationship.
He didn't think about it anymore. While He Qingqing was immersed in the joy of the wet kiss, he decisively sucked her smooth tongue and savored it carefully in his mouth.
Stains...stains...
He Qingqing's erotic cheeks were covered with red clouds, and she was sucked into the softest part, which made her slightly ashamed. But she, who has always been decisive, did not want to be too passive at this moment. She curled Duan Ling's red tongue back, and her two tongues immediately became entangled.
As Duan Ling kneaded his big hands, He Qingqing's small nipples were rapidly expanding and quickly stood up.
Duan Ling's flexible red tongue rushes freely in her moist mouth, sometimes licking the tip of her tongue, sometimes poking the wall of the cavity, trying to occupy every inch of land in her mouth.
Um...
Duan Ling, who was aroused by desire, became even more unscrupulous. His flexible hands were raging wildly in her clothes, and he was still sucking He Qingqing's sweet saliva in his mouth.
Under the two attacks, waves of pleasure surged into her limbs, making her unable to help but murmur.
He Qingqing became more and more powerless by her kiss. At this time, as she gradually became in a state, her clear water eyes gradually became blurred, and the blush on her beautiful face had climbed up to her ears, as if she was ripe peaches.
Under Duan Ling's skillful teasing, He Qingqing's desire gradually rose, and the misty feeling in her beautiful eyes became stronger. She felt a warm current flowing through her lower abdomen, flowing through her limbs and bones, and wherever she passed was the numbness and pleasure that fascinated her.
After a long time, until they were almost breathless, the two of them separated reluctantly, and a silver thread was still hooked to their lips.
Duan Ling smiled and took the sweet silver thread into her belly. He looked up at He Qingqing and teased:
Qingqing, your little mouth is quite sweet!
He Qingqing's eye feathers trembled slightly, and his affectionate eyes were hazy in water. It was obvious that he had not yet come back from his previous comfort.
Hearing Duan Ling's teasing, He Qingqing's eyes turned and glared at him, but he noticed a swell of ups and downs in his chest, and said angrily:
And... I won't take your paws away!
Duan Ling glanced at her jade arm that was still holding her neck, and kissed her pretty face full of red clouds, looking innocent:
I want Ah too, but you don’t allow Ah!
He Qingqing's delicate body trembled when he was kissed, and quickly withdrew his hands and took the opportunity to pull his claws out of his clothes. What's hateful is that this little man deliberately made trouble. Fortunately, when he pulled away, he pinched her nipples until he pulled her tender nipples long, and he reluctantly withdrew his hand.
Ah…you!!!
He Qingqing moaned, wishing she could kill the thief with one sword. She turned her back and rubbed the pepper breasts on her chest, tidied up her clothes, calmed down her mood, and said lightly:
You go and see if there is anything useful on their bodies. After finishing it, we will go back to the imperial city.
As if she had thought of something, her expression changed and she hesitated:
By the way, your father...
Duan Ling's eyes moved violently, his expression was frozen for a long time, and he spoke slowly:
It's okay, but it's okay.
He Qingqing's lips moved lightly, making a very light sound:
He was injured. I heard that it was caused by the sneak attack by the Demon King at Jin'an City Pass. I don't know the specific situation.
Duan Ling was stunned, clenched his five fingers, and said two words in his mouth:
The Demon King... Then he said: It doesn’t matter, I’ll know when I go back.
Duan Ling closed his eyes, and after several breaths of silence, he spoke:
Eh?How do you know I'm going back to the Imperial City?
He Qingqing smiled proudly: What's the difficulty? I also know that you set out from Chixiao Sect half a month ago and have been to Xuanxin Forest, right?
Duan Ling's eyes showed a strange look, she stretched out her thumb and praised:
Awesome, I didn’t expect that the Military Academy would be so well-informed and would care about me, the little fish.
He Qingqing's eyes turned slightly and she curled her lips: If your young master of the Duan family is a little fish, wouldn't the others be even worse than Xiami?Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and see if there are any pills to recover from the injury. My internal injury has not healed yet.
Duan Ling shook her head, and had no choice but to turn around. After plundering the useful storage bag, she left one in her hand, and summarized the remaining items into a storage bag, handed them to her, and chuckled:
It's all here, you can see it yourself.
He Qingqing took the storage bag and swept his mind, and was slightly disappointed. Obviously, he did not find any pills that could heal the wound.
She looked at the storage bag in Duan Ling's hand curiously and said in confusion:
What is your hand?
Duan Ling's eyes turned and she smiled slightly:
This is something you don't need.
He Qingqing frowned slightly and reached out to grab it. She was about to observe it, but Duan Ling said anxiously:
Don't... don't look!You will regret it!
She could not listen to Duan Ling's words. She swept her spiritual sense and her pretty face turned red. She threw it back to him and said angrily:
you!None of you men are good!
Duan Ling rolled her eyes and asked back:
I said, "Sir, can you tell me some reason?" You asked me to get this storage bag, right?I told you not to watch it, right?If you curse, why should you bring me with you?
He Qingqing felt a little aggrieved in her heart, and the princess's temperament suddenly came up. She took a step forward, punched his chest with her five fingers, and said to herself:
Bad guy!Bad guy!Let you bully this princess!It makes you dirty the eyes of this princess!
This is not a big deal about He Qingqing's face change, because in addition to millions of low-grade spirit stones and a small amount of gold and silver, there are also a large number of sexual training tools in the storage bag, and in addition to all kinds of sexual medicines.
Duan Ling didn't care about her beat, but just sighed: This Zheng Hu knew how to play with women except for robbery. He was afraid he couldn't use it even if he took it to the highest standard Chunxiang Tower in the imperial city. Could it be that he wanted to open a harem?Thinking of this, Duan Ling's eyes lit up, and this idea was very suitable for her taste.
While thinking, Duan Ling's eyes flashed with a splendor, and she suddenly lowered her head and printed her soft and fragrant lips.
Um...
He Qingqing's eyes showed a look of surprise, and a sound of YīngNíng sounded, as if he was instantly stationed in place, still with the familiar feeling and the familiar breath.
As soon as the two of them pressed each other, they couldn't wait to get entangled together, and the sweet body fluids rushed into each other's mouths and blended with each other.
I don't know how long it took, but when they were separated, both of them were breathing slightly.
Duan Ling held up her elegant little face. When her eyes met, his handsome face was imprinted in her misty watery eyes, which accelerated her already trembling heart a little bit again.
He Qingqing was extremely clear at this moment that she was moved!Feeling in love with a married man!
The two of them looked at each other for a long time, and both saw unusual and complex thoughts from each other's turbulent eyes.
In the end, Duan Ling broke the fruitless gaze, and he asked uncertainly:
Qingqing, do you... like me?
He Qingqing's delicate body trembled, her face turned red, and her voice became trembling:
You... don't dream... This princess won't like you, a little boy...
She paused and said quietly:
I...I don't know, you and Qingyao are husband and wife.The meaning in her words is self-evident.
Duan Ling suddenly realized that he did not ask again, but said lightly:
Can Qingqing know where Dongfang Bo is now?
A disdainful curve appeared on the corner of He Qingqing's mouth and said:
Oriental Bo?I remember there was news that he was seriously injured in Chixiao Sect half a month ago and had been sent directly to Xuanbao Sect for treatment, as if he was seriously injured.What did you ask him for?Did you do it?
He Qingqing was appointed as the commander of the Military Academy, so she naturally had her extraordinary qualities. Combined with the past conflicts between Duan Ling and Dongfang Bo, and speculating on the time of the incident, she easily guessed that Duan Ling was related to this matter.
Duan Ling was stunned. She didn't expect that she was so smart, but he said casually without caring:
I did it. Dongfang Bo is your fiancé, don’t you hate me?
Unexpectedly, He Qingqing shook her head slightly, smiled, and a trace of gloom flashed in her eyes:
Why do you hate you? That playboy can't catch my eye. If my father hadn't wanted to restrain your Duan and Ruan families, he wouldn't have let me marry him in exchange for support from the Dongfang family.
Duan Ling nodded and said: It’s a pain for you.
Has it made me suffer?He Qingqing recited this sentence lightly, and a trace of mist appeared in his water eyes and sighed:
As a royal princess, she was born to be a marriage. What's the hardship? However, the father has been bedridden in bed in recent years, which has led to political instability and worrying.
Duan Ling was stunned for a moment, poked her chest, and then smiled:
Why should Qingqing be so pessimistic? Since you and I are both monks, you should know that monks practice with clear thoughts and conform to their original intentions. You might as well ask yourself whether you are willing to do so. If you don’t want to do so, what if you do it?
His words were implicit. He Qingqing's eyes turned, and his face turned slightly red. After chewing it for a long time, he said softly:
I get it, thank you.
Duan Ling had no idea what she knew, but when he saw the worry between her eyebrows gradually fading away, he nodded and said:
Thank you, all of you are friends!Let's go, I still have a horse, let's go back to the imperial city together.
However, Duan Ling was deeply complaining about her heart, what kind of bullshit friends can kiss and rub her breasts?I don't believe this.
He Qingqing was unable to control the sword due to severe internal injuries. The two people who had a good impression of each other had the only one who rode a horse together. Needless to say, the ambiguity between them was, and He Qingqing's anger came from time to time on the official road:
A traitor, you...you poked me again!
Bad guy, where to put your hands!
you!Why are you always pushing me? Sitting backwards!
Duan Ling!I'm going to kill your life!
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