"No pain, you bite more."

It's as comfortable as a cat's bite. He's dying.

Gu Bailu really began to bite, from his chest to his neck, then to his lips, and then to Feng Qingtian's gasping voice, which pushed her to the green space of the garden.

The moonlight shines brightly and sprinkles on the two interwoven figures.

"I'll be on it later." Gu Bailu presses Feng Qingtian under him.

Feng Qingtian buttoned her pink buttocks, sat up and put her on her waist, attached to her ear, and said: "that's not a double repair tonight, is it?"

Gu Bailu smiled and said: "no double repair, you are good at sleeping."

"You're up, will you? Do you want me to teach you. " Feng Qingtian took hold of her lips and repeatedly rolled them.

Of course, he enjoyed her active happiness, but he was afraid that she would be tired.

"As long as you have enough waves to seduce me, I can learn without a teacher." Gu Bailu licked his beautiful face.

Do you need to teach this thing? In those days, she was also a pure doll who had seen a small movie.

Feng qingtianxie laughs freely, and then releases her robe. Half exposed his sexy muscles, she lies down gently. A black green silk is spread on the green land. He looks at Gu Bailu gently: "lu'er, come to trample for her husband..."

His charming smile is still on his face. The handsome face and sexy body of the demon are unbearable.

Gu Bailu tore his inner robe with one hand, touched his waist with both hands, and his stomach was full of muscles that people couldn't let go of. Gu Bailu bowed his head and kissed on it.

"Well..." Feng Qingtian couldn't help but feel low, which made Gu feel more fulfilled and excited.

There was the excitement of taking the medicine when I met him in the woods that night.

"Brother, can I borrow something from you?" Gu Bailu looks up at Feng Qingtian.

Feng Qingtian holds her little face and knowingly asks, "what do you want to borrow?"

"I'll find it first. Where is it? I can't find it. It seems that it's too small..."

"Small?" Feng Qingtian asked in a low voice.

"No, why can't I find it?" Gu Bailu stimulated him.

"Little girl, you can't find it when you hold it in your hand. It seems that you haven't been well educated. Your brain is a bit stupid." Feng Qingtian was tortured to death. She was not allowed to linger any longer. She was locked up twice and squeezed into herself.

"Lord, I want to sing a poem." Gu Bailu lies on him and smiles cunningly.

"What poem do you want to sing at this time? Pay attention." Feng Qingtian doesn't stop. Anyway, he knows that no matter who goes up or down, he is the one who works.

lush grass on the plains, "from the grass, an egret on the sky."

Feng Qingtian turns her back and turns her passive into active: "I'm still in the mood to write poems. It seems that I don't work hard enough."

“…… Lord, spare your life. "

It stimulates the fierce king, who can't walk back to his room at all, and he is ravaged until dawn.

The next night Ying came to report nanningxin's news after she went back to the house. Seeing that she collapsed on the big bed like a dead person, she was so scared that she called the royal doctor.

"It's nothing important for the princess, but her life is a little bit deficient, so she must control her house affairs..." The royal doctor pays great attention to his heart.

It's fucking embarrassing.

To do this kind of thing, we have called the royal doctor.

"You should say that to the beast!" Gu Bailu shouted the doctor away.