The unconscious mèi eyes noticed the surprised expression of his maid. In front of the maid who respects him the most, he directly fell in love with his lover. The soft Wen Qingqing felt even more exciting inside. She had forgotten how many times she had lost when she was defeated like a mountain. Her red lips slightly closed shouted in a charming way: Xiaoju, save... sister...
Although I knew that I was a concubine beside my son-in-law, Xiaoju was still shocked by the lewd scene. He held the clean silver bowl in his hand and stammered: Miss, son-in-law, Xiaoju has finished eating, I'm out, go out!
Turning around and trying to leave, she felt sour and soft all over her body; her legs, which had been agile, seemed to be filled with lead at this moment, extremely heavy
The comfortable true energy flowing after the first time after the joy made Wen Qingqing feel that the delicate body was even more ethereal, and she burst into laughter: Xiaoju, you are finally full now, but your son-in-law is not full yet!
Touched, she couldn't help but pull her gentle hands and headed towards her more plump breasts.
The lady's words made the maid who was terrified and frightened, and the itch between her legs was even more tingling. The small and elegant goose face was full of redness, and she almost asked with tears in her eyes: Miss, it's all Xiaoju, Xiaoju...
After interrupting Qingqing's maid, I stretched out my left hand, sucked it with my breath, grabbed Xiaoju, who was preparing to escape, raised my head and approached her quiet and tender face, and asked: Xiaoju, are you willing to follow the lady in the future and serve her all the time?
I really don't want her to be harassed by the beasts of the Wen family to live an unfortunate life, and I also like her loyalty very much
The ferocious giant stared at his already wet legs, and the strong manly aura penetrated his nostrils. The delicate maid had never encountered such a thing. Xiao Jufang, who threw away the silver bowl, was worried and shouted to the lady who rubbed her hands on her hands with her tender hands: Sister Qingqing, Xiao Ju, wuwu!
It seemed that I disliked my little mouth too much nonsense. My son-in-law covered himself with the big mouth left by rouge. The red lips that he wanted to open were taken advantage of by his big tongue. The violent drilling made Xiaoju feel suffocated. His eyes were infinitely shy at the pair of masters who invaded his body.
Qingqing, who was already unable to stand the criticism, betrayed her little sister in the boudoir in the face of lust. She took off Xiaoju's light green silk skirt with her remaining hands, and her fingers down her trembling jade neck, rubbing the firm pigeon breasts that were trembling and strong, and laughed: Xiaoju, you are really not honest at all. It turns out that you have been thinking that your son-in-law wants you?
The lady discovered the abnormality of her body. Xiaoju couldn't help but blush and said shyly: Miss, it was all you caused to Xiaoju. She was so embarrassed that she could face her son-in-law like this, and she was still... Ah, as long as the son-in-law likes Xiaoju, she will also like it!
Touching the hot big hand that was already wet, hearing his grievances, it was like a vicious person rubbing his fingers in a sensitive place. Xiaoju couldn't help but tremble in her pretty body and said words of surrender.
Wen Qingqing smiled proudly, grabbed the huge and arrogant hand, guided her towards the dripping one, and sent it inside, but her other hand gently stroked Xiaoju's slightly frowning cheek, comforting: Sister Xiaoju, after the pain, it will be a wonderful place in life. You will only compete with your sister for wanting. In the past years, you always helped your sister to bear the beatings and scoldings of those beasts. As long as you follow your son-in-law in the future, no one will dare to beat and scold you again.
Although I once complained about the lady's play and scolded her, Xiaoju felt that it would only strengthen the direct affection of the master and servant. The handsome son-in-law gave half of her without any complaints, giving her real support in the future. Xiaoju could no longer say anything, and learned the son-in-law's movements awkwardly, stretched out her cherry mouth, and enthusiastically offered a fragrant kiss.
Such a well-behaved maid made me feel warm and responded enthusiastically to her extremely awkward movement. My big tongue guided her little tongue to wrap around and sucked the rolling fragrance in her mouth. The hand wrapped around her waist also began to become irregular, constantly stroking Xiaoju's body, and her right hand was stroking her right hand from her thighs, stroking her high collarbone along the warm jade neck, and then immediately occupied the two buds on Xiaoju's chest and kneading them freely.
Um...
Xiaoju was already overwhelmed by my movements. Her jade hands tightly wrapped around my tiger waist, and quietly twisted her slender willow waist. Her eyes were blurred and her legs were constantly crossing and rubbing her. She was almost unable to wait. She panted and called in a low voice: Sister-in-law, master, Xiaoju is your slave!
I looked at the gentle and moved maid with satisfaction and leaned over. When I entered, Xiaoju sighed and entangled me like an octopus. The satisfied expression made me feel a very strong sense of conquest.
********************
After a long time, I finally sent the little chrysanthemum who was dedicated to serving to the clouds. I gently scraped my fingers to Qingqing, who had opened her eyelids after meditating, and smiled: Haha, you are sleeping in the boudoir, and there is a fool outside to help you stand guard and keep watch!
After checking intently, Wen Qingqing also laughed, moved her delicate body, reached her lover's arms, and said in a nickname: It's Wen Nanyang. It turns out that they have always regarded Xiaoju as bait and are waiting for us to come back!
Thinking that the downstairs of her boudoir must be surrounded by layers, she couldn't help but show a few worries on her face.
Open your mouth and bite her, Bai Xifengting, who has been developed by me for several days, and smiled and said: This is a punishment for you not believing in your brother. If there is another time, you must make you suffer a more severe punishment.
I handed her the awakened little chrysanthemum like a little ostrich, and I walked off the bed and quickly covered my shirt.
With a satisfied smile, Xiaoju looked at the lady with a look of embarrassment, stretched out her flushed little hand and pulled the silk skirt, and shouted anxiously: Miss, Xiaoju serves you to dress! Ah, Miss, you...
The severe pain of tearing between her legs made her little body fall down suddenly
Wen Qingqing looked at the light white silk skirt that Brother Qing picked up, and couldn't help but feel sweet. She held up the maid Xiaoju who was leaning towards her arms with her right arm, and gently twisted her husband with a wicked smile on her face with her right hand, and said with a look of angrily: Humph, I blame you, it makes Xiaoju difficult to walk for several days.
But his hands were exchanged obediently, letting the young husband wear it gentlely for himself. He noticed the pitiful begging eyes in the maid's eyes, and she suddenly turned angry and laughed. Xiaoju, you are really bored. The son-in-law made you soft, but you still pleaded for him to plead for him.
I don’t know if it was the maid who made fun of him, and replied seriously: Miss, although the maid is a little painful, it is very comfortable most of the time!
********************
After dressing neatly, Qingqing hugged Xiaoju, who was weak all over, followed me closely, put down the curtain and walked out of Qingqing's boudoir, which was a little attached to her.
Humph, my mother is a lewd woman, even her daughter has a lewd root and stole the man back to Wenjiabao!
As soon as we walked out of the Qingqing boudoir, the voice of a sarcastic and mean man came into our ears
Wen Qingqing, who is addicted to the tenderness of her closest brother, thinks of her lover's cruel words, the more he becomes lustful and lustful he will like him more and more when he is on the bed.
When Wen Qingqing looked at the thin middle-aged man at the front of the Five Elements Array, he couldn't help but giggle instead, "Oh, it turns out it's Uncle Nan Yang Qi. You are useless and it's hard to satisfy your own coquettish wife. You can't come to apprentice Qingqing's lover, right?"
Influenced by his evil-sex senior sister Li Xiangjun for several days, the evil that belongs to his father in Qingqing's nature has also been developed. His contemptuous eyes kept glancing at Wen Nanyang with an angry look, always scanning his shriveled legs.
The lush garden was filled with the children of the second and third generations of Wenjiabao. When they heard Wen Qingqing's words, they all looked at Wen Nanyang who had been high with strange eyes. They seemed to be asking in their eyes, Brother Yang, is it true? Are you really not raised?
Wen Nanyang's usual strength made them hold back their smiles and their expressions became more and more strange.
The strange disease that no one knew of made Wen Nanyang angry, pointed his fingers at Wen Qingqing with trembling fingers and cursed: You are a bastard, you are talking nonsense, I want to tear your stinky mouth apart
The momentum that he wanted to cover up made him feel incompetent
Looking at the little sister in her arms gently, she told me: Grab my sister's neck, and I will let you understand that I will be able to protect my sister Xiaoju in the future.
Wen Qingqing's mind appeared in her mind that she had suffered for several times, but she was powerless. Now she seemed to have encountered a touchstone that was the best, and suddenly she felt her blood boiling.
I understood that the other party seemed to be taller than half a month ago, but Wen Nanyang, who was full of anger, continued to curse: The slut who lost the face of the Wen family, hum, speak shamelessly!
With a sneer, he pulled out the sharp sword and pointed at Wen Qingqing who was standing out of his body.
Wen Qingqing has always tasted a sentence from her father. When facing the enemy, only when the anger is transformed into absolute calmness can the enemy not be caught first.
Although he was angry, Wen Qingqing had no brains at this time and had not forgotten the real purpose of her and Brother Chengzhi.
Raising your jade face, looking at Wen Nanyang with contempt, and hummed: With your three-legged cat skills, touching a corner of my clothes is even more difficult than if you can comfort your coquettish lady.
The lotus step is lifted gently, the bee waist twisted slightly, and she traveled through the sword shadow several times, and she continued to attack the other party's fighting spirit. Nan Yang Qi Uncle, Qingqing has no time to play with you. For the sake of your great care for Qingqing and Xiaoju, Qingqing gives you a suggestion, let your father help you comfort your coquettish lady? Maybe they will give you a fat son together!
My father's generation is all hungry ghosts, but my father has never hit his wife's attention. Wen Nanyang, who has not touched the other person's clothes for a long time, was so angry that he talked nonsense, and always regretted that he had not bullied Qingqing and his daughter for more than ten years.
With the help of the lover's arms, Wen Qingqing looked at the treasure house of the Wen family and sneered: Humph, useless, incompetent Wen Nanyang, I have no time to play with you, I'm begging you, you'd better ask your father and ask him to lend you a seed, go early, if you go late, maybe he's castrated too
The magical Lingbo microwave is like a magical skill specially customized for women. Wen Qingqing likes it more and more. He can't help but naughtyly fly around all the elites in Wenjiabao, and severely hit their self-esteem.
Although I knew that I was a concubine beside my son-in-law, Xiaoju was still shocked by the lewd scene. He held the clean silver bowl in his hand and stammered: Miss, son-in-law, Xiaoju has finished eating, I'm out, go out!
Turning around and trying to leave, she felt sour and soft all over her body; her legs, which had been agile, seemed to be filled with lead at this moment, extremely heavy
The comfortable true energy flowing after the first time after the joy made Wen Qingqing feel that the delicate body was even more ethereal, and she burst into laughter: Xiaoju, you are finally full now, but your son-in-law is not full yet!
Touched, she couldn't help but pull her gentle hands and headed towards her more plump breasts.
The lady's words made the maid who was terrified and frightened, and the itch between her legs was even more tingling. The small and elegant goose face was full of redness, and she almost asked with tears in her eyes: Miss, it's all Xiaoju, Xiaoju...
After interrupting Qingqing's maid, I stretched out my left hand, sucked it with my breath, grabbed Xiaoju, who was preparing to escape, raised my head and approached her quiet and tender face, and asked: Xiaoju, are you willing to follow the lady in the future and serve her all the time?
I really don't want her to be harassed by the beasts of the Wen family to live an unfortunate life, and I also like her loyalty very much
The ferocious giant stared at his already wet legs, and the strong manly aura penetrated his nostrils. The delicate maid had never encountered such a thing. Xiao Jufang, who threw away the silver bowl, was worried and shouted to the lady who rubbed her hands on her hands with her tender hands: Sister Qingqing, Xiao Ju, wuwu!
It seemed that I disliked my little mouth too much nonsense. My son-in-law covered himself with the big mouth left by rouge. The red lips that he wanted to open were taken advantage of by his big tongue. The violent drilling made Xiaoju feel suffocated. His eyes were infinitely shy at the pair of masters who invaded his body.
Qingqing, who was already unable to stand the criticism, betrayed her little sister in the boudoir in the face of lust. She took off Xiaoju's light green silk skirt with her remaining hands, and her fingers down her trembling jade neck, rubbing the firm pigeon breasts that were trembling and strong, and laughed: Xiaoju, you are really not honest at all. It turns out that you have been thinking that your son-in-law wants you?
The lady discovered the abnormality of her body. Xiaoju couldn't help but blush and said shyly: Miss, it was all you caused to Xiaoju. She was so embarrassed that she could face her son-in-law like this, and she was still... Ah, as long as the son-in-law likes Xiaoju, she will also like it!
Touching the hot big hand that was already wet, hearing his grievances, it was like a vicious person rubbing his fingers in a sensitive place. Xiaoju couldn't help but tremble in her pretty body and said words of surrender.
Wen Qingqing smiled proudly, grabbed the huge and arrogant hand, guided her towards the dripping one, and sent it inside, but her other hand gently stroked Xiaoju's slightly frowning cheek, comforting: Sister Xiaoju, after the pain, it will be a wonderful place in life. You will only compete with your sister for wanting. In the past years, you always helped your sister to bear the beatings and scoldings of those beasts. As long as you follow your son-in-law in the future, no one will dare to beat and scold you again.
Although I once complained about the lady's play and scolded her, Xiaoju felt that it would only strengthen the direct affection of the master and servant. The handsome son-in-law gave half of her without any complaints, giving her real support in the future. Xiaoju could no longer say anything, and learned the son-in-law's movements awkwardly, stretched out her cherry mouth, and enthusiastically offered a fragrant kiss.
Such a well-behaved maid made me feel warm and responded enthusiastically to her extremely awkward movement. My big tongue guided her little tongue to wrap around and sucked the rolling fragrance in her mouth. The hand wrapped around her waist also began to become irregular, constantly stroking Xiaoju's body, and her right hand was stroking her right hand from her thighs, stroking her high collarbone along the warm jade neck, and then immediately occupied the two buds on Xiaoju's chest and kneading them freely.
Um...
Xiaoju was already overwhelmed by my movements. Her jade hands tightly wrapped around my tiger waist, and quietly twisted her slender willow waist. Her eyes were blurred and her legs were constantly crossing and rubbing her. She was almost unable to wait. She panted and called in a low voice: Sister-in-law, master, Xiaoju is your slave!
I looked at the gentle and moved maid with satisfaction and leaned over. When I entered, Xiaoju sighed and entangled me like an octopus. The satisfied expression made me feel a very strong sense of conquest.
********************
After a long time, I finally sent the little chrysanthemum who was dedicated to serving to the clouds. I gently scraped my fingers to Qingqing, who had opened her eyelids after meditating, and smiled: Haha, you are sleeping in the boudoir, and there is a fool outside to help you stand guard and keep watch!
After checking intently, Wen Qingqing also laughed, moved her delicate body, reached her lover's arms, and said in a nickname: It's Wen Nanyang. It turns out that they have always regarded Xiaoju as bait and are waiting for us to come back!
Thinking that the downstairs of her boudoir must be surrounded by layers, she couldn't help but show a few worries on her face.
Open your mouth and bite her, Bai Xifengting, who has been developed by me for several days, and smiled and said: This is a punishment for you not believing in your brother. If there is another time, you must make you suffer a more severe punishment.
I handed her the awakened little chrysanthemum like a little ostrich, and I walked off the bed and quickly covered my shirt.
With a satisfied smile, Xiaoju looked at the lady with a look of embarrassment, stretched out her flushed little hand and pulled the silk skirt, and shouted anxiously: Miss, Xiaoju serves you to dress! Ah, Miss, you...
The severe pain of tearing between her legs made her little body fall down suddenly
Wen Qingqing looked at the light white silk skirt that Brother Qing picked up, and couldn't help but feel sweet. She held up the maid Xiaoju who was leaning towards her arms with her right arm, and gently twisted her husband with a wicked smile on her face with her right hand, and said with a look of angrily: Humph, I blame you, it makes Xiaoju difficult to walk for several days.
But his hands were exchanged obediently, letting the young husband wear it gentlely for himself. He noticed the pitiful begging eyes in the maid's eyes, and she suddenly turned angry and laughed. Xiaoju, you are really bored. The son-in-law made you soft, but you still pleaded for him to plead for him.
I don’t know if it was the maid who made fun of him, and replied seriously: Miss, although the maid is a little painful, it is very comfortable most of the time!
********************
After dressing neatly, Qingqing hugged Xiaoju, who was weak all over, followed me closely, put down the curtain and walked out of Qingqing's boudoir, which was a little attached to her.
Humph, my mother is a lewd woman, even her daughter has a lewd root and stole the man back to Wenjiabao!
As soon as we walked out of the Qingqing boudoir, the voice of a sarcastic and mean man came into our ears
Wen Qingqing, who is addicted to the tenderness of her closest brother, thinks of her lover's cruel words, the more he becomes lustful and lustful he will like him more and more when he is on the bed.
When Wen Qingqing looked at the thin middle-aged man at the front of the Five Elements Array, he couldn't help but giggle instead, "Oh, it turns out it's Uncle Nan Yang Qi. You are useless and it's hard to satisfy your own coquettish wife. You can't come to apprentice Qingqing's lover, right?"
Influenced by his evil-sex senior sister Li Xiangjun for several days, the evil that belongs to his father in Qingqing's nature has also been developed. His contemptuous eyes kept glancing at Wen Nanyang with an angry look, always scanning his shriveled legs.
The lush garden was filled with the children of the second and third generations of Wenjiabao. When they heard Wen Qingqing's words, they all looked at Wen Nanyang who had been high with strange eyes. They seemed to be asking in their eyes, Brother Yang, is it true? Are you really not raised?
Wen Nanyang's usual strength made them hold back their smiles and their expressions became more and more strange.
The strange disease that no one knew of made Wen Nanyang angry, pointed his fingers at Wen Qingqing with trembling fingers and cursed: You are a bastard, you are talking nonsense, I want to tear your stinky mouth apart
The momentum that he wanted to cover up made him feel incompetent
Looking at the little sister in her arms gently, she told me: Grab my sister's neck, and I will let you understand that I will be able to protect my sister Xiaoju in the future.
Wen Qingqing's mind appeared in her mind that she had suffered for several times, but she was powerless. Now she seemed to have encountered a touchstone that was the best, and suddenly she felt her blood boiling.
I understood that the other party seemed to be taller than half a month ago, but Wen Nanyang, who was full of anger, continued to curse: The slut who lost the face of the Wen family, hum, speak shamelessly!
With a sneer, he pulled out the sharp sword and pointed at Wen Qingqing who was standing out of his body.
Wen Qingqing has always tasted a sentence from her father. When facing the enemy, only when the anger is transformed into absolute calmness can the enemy not be caught first.
Although he was angry, Wen Qingqing had no brains at this time and had not forgotten the real purpose of her and Brother Chengzhi.
Raising your jade face, looking at Wen Nanyang with contempt, and hummed: With your three-legged cat skills, touching a corner of my clothes is even more difficult than if you can comfort your coquettish lady.
The lotus step is lifted gently, the bee waist twisted slightly, and she traveled through the sword shadow several times, and she continued to attack the other party's fighting spirit. Nan Yang Qi Uncle, Qingqing has no time to play with you. For the sake of your great care for Qingqing and Xiaoju, Qingqing gives you a suggestion, let your father help you comfort your coquettish lady? Maybe they will give you a fat son together!
My father's generation is all hungry ghosts, but my father has never hit his wife's attention. Wen Nanyang, who has not touched the other person's clothes for a long time, was so angry that he talked nonsense, and always regretted that he had not bullied Qingqing and his daughter for more than ten years.
With the help of the lover's arms, Wen Qingqing looked at the treasure house of the Wen family and sneered: Humph, useless, incompetent Wen Nanyang, I have no time to play with you, I'm begging you, you'd better ask your father and ask him to lend you a seed, go early, if you go late, maybe he's castrated too
The magical Lingbo microwave is like a magical skill specially customized for women. Wen Qingqing likes it more and more. He can't help but naughtyly fly around all the elites in Wenjiabao, and severely hit their self-esteem.
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