Yang Peng felt very embarrassed and had to say, "Senior Sister Lin Qing'er, you know I still have a big hatred to protect you, and there will be a life-and-death battle in three years, so I really don't have time to consider these."

Lin Qing'er raised her face, tears flowed down her face in a bad mood, and she whimpered: "You are lying! You must like Senior Sister Wenmin, a woman like Junior Sister Xueqi, right? I know I am not as gentle as Senior Sister Wenmin, and not as beautiful as Junior Sister Xueqi, but I just like you. From the moment I know the love between men and women, I like you."

"Do you know that I actually went to get rid of the demon this time with the intention of seeking death. I found that without you, I felt that survival had no meaning. No matter how others view me or say me, I have always liked you and will continue to like this."

Yang Peng felt inexplicably painful, and looked at Lin Qing'er's white face, and the softest part in his body was deeply touched.

Such a woman, such a daring to pursue what she loves, should not be worthy of praise; such a woman, such a daring to put aside everything for her love between life and death, should not be worth cherishing?

But Yang Peng suddenly realized that what he lacked was the courage to pursue love, bravely pursue, speak out bravely, and persevere bravely, even if this seemed foolish, stupid and naive to others.

The only difference between him and Wen Min was that film that was not broken, but he had never said even a word of likes until now; he had always maintained an ambiguous relationship with Tian Ling'er, but he had never said a word of expressing his feelings; he had been in love with Lu Xueqi in life and death, but he even had a kind smile.

Between life and death, in the desperate days when he was waiting for death at all times, he could refuse the dedication of the girl named Biyao, but he could not ignore the touch of suffering.

It turns out that I still haven't walked out of the circle of love, retreating, fearing and avoiding, and now I seem to have suddenly woken up with the sound of confession.

Then love, fight bravely, cherish, such a passionate woman, who has been with her for so many years, and those whom she also likes, don’t let them be sad.

"Lin Qing'er, you are so stupid."

Lin Qing'er covered her mouth and tried not to cry by herself, and said stubbornly: "I am stupid, but I like such a stupid feeling. As long as you don't dislike me or hate me."

Yang Peng stepped forward and hugged Lin Qing'er in his arms, and said tenderly: "I'm not talking about this, I mean a woman as good as you, how could I not like you, how could I bear to make you sad?"

Lin Qing'er was sad and happy, and her tears were crystal clear, but it shone brightly in the crystal clearness, and her mouth opened as if it was like a dream.

He raised his white face and said, "Really?"

Yang Peng nodded firmly and hugged her tighter. She pressed her tightly against Yang Peng's chest. Listening to his heartbeat, his own world seemed to pulsate with the rhythm of his heartbeat.

"My junior brother."

"Um?"

"Last time, Senior Sister Wenmin told me that one of the things she regrets the most was that she didn't give herself to you and let you remember her. Now I hope you can remember me. No matter how many women there are around you, no matter where you are, I just hope you can remember me, just leave a little space for me in a place in your heart."

After saying that, he reluctantly broke free from Yang Peng's arms. A bright red ray looked so bright under the yellow light.

I reached out and carefully untied my long skirt. The long skirt slowly landed on the ground. My jade-like arms were exposed to the air, and my lotus-like arms slowly fell down, bringing a thoughtful underwear.

It was taken off so slowly, and it seemed that the landing of every piece of clothing represented a courage, and it seemed that every movement was filled with expectation and tension.

Suddenly, two plump and white buds in the entire upper body were exposed to the air, exposed to Yang Peng's eyes, so real that the ciliates appeared.

So beautiful, so full, standing proudly.

The waist is full and can be grasped, without any fat, and every inch of the skin is so well-proportioned and fair.

Yang Peng's eyes were wide open, his Adam's apple moved, and his footsteps moved to Lin Qing'er, holding her face and kissing her deeply.

He just kissed him like this.

She looked at him deeply, her hot red lips responding to his passionate kiss, awkward and passionate.

The eager couple kissed passionately and moved to the bed. Slowly, slowly, whose white body was lying on the bed, the ups and downs on their chests determined that this would not be calm.

Yang Peng pounced on Lin Qing'er, and their lips were still tightly pressed together, breathing heavily.

He slowly touched Lin Qing'er's shoulders. The smooth feeling from his hands was so comfortable. He was obsessed with this and hoped to get more feelings. He touched Lin Qing'er's chest with a huge chest. There was still a lot of leftovers that could not be grabbed by one hand. Yang Peng sighed in his heart: "It's really big, it should be g?"

But now is not the time to think about this. His hand pinched Lin Qing'er's lovesick beans. Lin Qing'er's body trembled slightly, and the two lovesick beans had quietly raised up.

His hands shuttled back and forth between the two chests, sometimes gently slashing, sometimes grabbing or pinching, extremely flexible.

Lin Qing'er was already out of breath, her eyes closed and her breathing heavily.

Yang Peng said tenderly in his ear: "Lin Qing'er, I will definitely not let you down in this life, and my heart for you will remain unchanged."

After saying that, he blew a lightly in her ear, Lin Qing'er let out a soft "um" sound, and the sound was like a mosquito roaring, almost inaudible.

His hand continued to lean down, slid across his flat belly, and went down, passing by a sparse grassland, and finally felt a warm feeling. He found a gully between the two tender flesh. The stream was gurgling, and the mucus between his fingers was the emotional softness.

Lin Qing'er exclaimed, twisted her delicate body and tightly clamped her legs to prevent Yang Peng's agile fingers from causing trouble in that tender place.

Yang Peng didn't stop for a long time, but instead walked back and forth on his left and right thighs, saying softly: "Lin Qing'er, don't be afraid, you will get better soon, lift your butt."

Lin Qing'er gently raised her buttocks and let Yang Peng remove her last bit of cover. Her body showed her beauty at a glance, with two magnificent peaks, flat and fat belly, and her slender legs without any flaws. This is a work of art created by God.

ps: Passion is coming, and there will be passions later. Please collect this book. In addition, those who like martial arts can go and read "Long Song Song Feng"
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