Seeing that Zong Zhenglin's eyes are very deep and frightening, Mu Xiyao hides her head from the side of his neck. However, she is covered with earlobes by this man.

"The little eyes in the chanting hall are really attractive."

“……” That's for you.

"When I left the palace, I went to the nearby place. In my eyes, I didn't want to go back to the palace alone? It's rare to have such a sticky time when you're outside

“……” I clearly remember that it was for display.

The cochlea was deliberately exhaled by Zong Zhenglin. Mu Xiyao couldn't stand the itching, and the little brain kept dodging.

Kiss her side face, Zong Zhenglin Feng eyes gradually closed, breath instability, face with a flush. "Jiaojiao, just in this hall that words, count."

I don't know why, since she left this morning, I haven't forgotten for a while. Now I miss you very much.

Mu Xiyao was surprised to feel that when her palm crossed his male front end, she had moistened her hands. She called out, and she was too shy to kick him. The man is very emotional in bed, even more so today. Interest together, is the momentum is amazing, thunder and rain for a long time does not stop.

After all, he would like to jump on himself earlier. That sentence "let her take hold of it" is just urging people to let go and serve them as soon as possible.

"No initiative?" Being caressed by her soft and boneless hand, Zong Zhenglin was restless. If he had not been greedy for her flowers and flowers later, he would have broken into her delicate flowers with her work.

The sixth highness is at the top of this matter. Since she got the real taste, she has always enjoyed it. Knowing that he was not a patient master, Mu Xiyao took a bite and made a quick decision in the process of "losing everything" and "rising up to lose".

"Lie down, your highness." So simple three words, immediately burned Zong Zhenglin's eyes. Thinking about the scene of the woman's breast fluttering on him later, his highness murmured.

"I thought in the day that I was waiting."

Listen to him without cover up, the words are explicit, Mu Xiyao careful liver son Bang straight jump, even the neck are ashamed to accumulate pink. In the daytime, Zong Zhenglin, who was carrying his face to deal with political affairs, was actually thinking about the color and color of his head. His highness should be "human face and beast heart".

Slightly coy and angry, his thumb deliberately found him sensitive. With only such a gentle press, Zong Zhenglin could not bear to be teased and roared happily.

So excited? Mu Xiyao was surprised.

"Your Highness, let me go first and let me move." The man's big hand was not honest for a moment, and he could not help rubbing her with his eyes closed. If he takes advantage of it again, he will not even have the chance to "get up" later.

Zong Zhenglin palmed her waist and was slowly groping upward along her graceful figure. Even if he still closed his eyes, he could still sketch out a pair of tender and soft that he could not hold. Such a thought, in the brain is Yi Nian Cong Sheng, keep clamoring to crush up. At that time, I thought too much and almost couldn't suppress my internal power. At this moment, he will be more and more crazy if he meets people so seriously.

His body was burning hot, swelling and throbbing. Zong Zhenglin was in a trance and sighed suddenly with his eyes closed. Maybe today, he will break his promise.

"Jiaojiao, I'm sorry." Panting for breath, Zong Zhenglin's Fengmu eyes opened slowly, and the turbulent passion and madness in it suddenly stopped Mu Xiyao's small hand serving him.

This look, where does it seem to want her to serve! It is clear that it is Zhongshao who wants to do things by force.

The young woman's chest was white and tender, and Zong Zhenglin's eyes glowed with fire. After a few hard kneading, the top of jiaorui was soaked with juice. Zong Zhenglin couldn't wait for a moment. He suddenly lifted up his upper body and sat up, puffing red and sucking.

"Sit up, come on." With a tight face and supporting her paralytic body, Zong Zhenglin's forehead was sweating and his veins were bursting.

I've lost sight of The tide of love turned out to be more ferocious than he had expected. I never knew that she was so thirsty for a day that she was so close to people.

At first, Mu Xiyao was interrupted by him, but now she sits up regardless of holding her arms. Being manipulated by men, she is already dizzy. He was soft and tender again, so he could not get rid of it. He only managed to gather his strength and lift him to take off his profanity trousers as he wished.

Can't wait for foreplay, Zong Zhenglin just touched her flower heart, then suddenly red eyes, so holding firm straight rushed in, hit Mu Xiyao a cry, lying on his shoulder sobbing.

"It hurts." What's going on? No matter how anxious Zong Zhenglin usually is, he will not really let her bear half of the injustice. What's more, it's still so no effort, as if to be crazy to take her apart to eat into the stomach.

"Jiaojiao, Jiaojiao." In front of her eyes, the woman's hair is loose and her body is full of sex. The scenes of lust in her mind are constantly changing. All of them are Mu Xiyao's white body, which is red in front of her eyes. She sings and dances lightly, and her chest is full of snow and buttocks. All her voice is her soft voice, Zong Zhenglin's eyes are extremely scarlet. He only cares about her soft voice, but ignores the call of Mu Xiyao.

Finally, it is determined that this man's situation is definitely wrong. Mu Xiyao's eyes coagulate and bite on his right shoulder. The smell of blood in his mouth spreads, and people are clear and bright. Unfortunately, the most responsive man is, as always, unresponsive to shoulder pain.

Even though Mu Xiyao was so proud that he could not make Zong Zhenglin out of control, he could hardly keep his mind.Who was it and who took the medicine on him?

He raised his hand and stroked Zong Zhenglin's red face, and touched his lips gently. He moved from the center of his eyebrows to his chin. "Your Highness, my concubine is here." Seeing that his eyes are fierce and fierce, Mu Xiyao closes his eyes and kisses his chest with all his heart. The little hand also reached under the body and kneaded the ball which he had risen to burst.

"Pretty, beautiful." In front of him, the woman was enchanting, gauze was attached to her body, her hip flap was white and twisted in front of him, and the pink and tender gap between her legs was indistinct. Zong Zhenglin was sweating like rain. He was in love like a fierce beast, clasping Mu Xiyao back and forth.

Until Mu Xiyao small hands up and down, Zong Zhenglin this to ease the chest is about to burst the fire. Hard to reduce, the rest is boundless desire, eroding the soul.

Mu Xiyao was tossed by him in every way, and every time she was pumped, she was in pain. Knowing that he was wrong, she could not do anything about it. She could not let him bear the pain alone.

As keen as Mu Xiyao, he has already realized that Zong Zhenglin's love medicine is incomparable. It's hard for him to vent his anger just because he is so happy. Only by the side of some stimulation, can make his face pain slightly ease.

Half an hour later, after Mu Xiyao's repeated provocation and tightening, Zong Zhenglin finally roared against the people and raised his head to get a complete relaxation.

Mu Xiyao's body is full of sweat and sweat. She tries to bear the strong impact of his venting. She thought that the man would wake up after he was relieved. Where to know, two people tightly linked together in the heat has not yet dissipated, Zong Zhenglin that thing is actually very fast to flourish.

In an instant, her face was iron and blue, and Mu Xiyao's eyes were deep, showing unprecedented solemnity.

Looking into his still turbid Phoenix eyes, looking for a moment, he first stretched out his arms around his neck, silently catering to his desire to rise again. They sat on the edge of the bed, up and down, and Zong Zhenglin roared freely. He just closed his eyes and bit his lower lip in pain. His hair was wet. Although he was happy, most of them were hurt by Zong Zhenglin's strength, which was so hot and painful.

"Your Highness." The woman's voice was tired, but the tone was soothing. But still failed to wake up the fallen men.

In the main room, the lights were shining, and the noise in the main room made mother Zhao puzzled.

Yao master's voice is completely silent, only his highness gasps and shouts. This is the first time since the two men were on duty outside the gate.

From time to time the sound of falling objects came out of the room, some crisp and some dull. In the deeper part of the night, it was particularly daydreaming.

This situation Mother Zhao retreated further with her maid in embarrassment.

The two masters didn't know how to toss about the method, which caused such a big noise. Although they were younger, they had a lot of affection for each other, and they could not be totally indifferent to their bodies. They were so endlessly obsessed with happiness that they delayed their rest.

It was only in the early part of yin that the sound gradually subsided. Mother Zhao quickly summoned people to carry hot water, waiting for the master to ask people to carry the bucket into the house to add water. How could I know that the master's summons had not been heard for a long time, but I heard a creaking sound of opening the door.

Under the six halls, the color was gloomy and cold, and he stood in the room with a piece of middle coat at random, and his whole body was cold. After sweeping them lightly, he barked at them in the courtyard. He saw that the figure suddenly appeared in front of the empty steps. He was wrapped in a black cloak and could not see clearly his eyebrows.

"Call Wei Zhen to meet jade aunt as soon as possible."

"Yes, I do."

The voice fell, and in the blink of an eye, there was no sign. Mother Zhao was so frightened that she grabbed the girl who was also shivering beside her. They leaned against each other, and the atmosphere did not dare to come out.

In the past few years, I have seen some secrets more or less. Don't mention the man who just came and went like a ghost. How frightening in the middle of the night is that if you only meet this matter, you have to keep your mouth shut, just don't know. Fear in the heart, and the legs also began to soften.

"Prepare water." Now Zong Zhenglin has no time for other people. He is only worried about Mu Xiyao, who is lying in the room with a blue complexion.

At the moment of regaining consciousness, all kinds of illusions have disappeared. Only the brain clearly keeps every minute of memory, even the illusion of Mu Xiyao frown and smile, as if engraved in the bottom of my heart.

When the mist faded away, leaving only the faint yellow halo, Mu Xiyao's clear eyes and soft eyes. He breathed softly and stroked his temples. The woman's face was pale and her lips were open and closed. She called out "Your Highness" with a breath of air. Her eyelids drooped slowly. Even the little hands close to his face were exhausted, so they crossed his cheek and fell to his side.

Zong Zhenglin's pupil suddenly tightened, and his breath was also momentarily stagnant. Palm in her back waist, palm warm. Looking down at the fainting woman in her arms, the hands supporting her waist trembled slightly.

Just now that wave is better than a wave of happiness, such as falling nightmare, mercilessly whipping, endless demands

Zong Zhenglin looked down at Mu Xiyao lying lifeless in his arms. His Phoenix eyes were suddenly closed. At the neck, which was slightly tilted back, the meridians were clearly rooted. When she lifted her head and pressed her neck, she almost stopped.

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