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Qing Yi weakly stretched out his hand to push Ling Aojue. As soon as she touched his chest, he pulled away and entered hard again, his hands roaming around her chest.

Qingyi felt that she was about to die. She really couldn't survive and screamed out.

Hearing the little cat-like noises made by the person under him, all the medicinal power in Ling Aojue's body was stimulated. The stronger the medicinal power, the less anxious he was, and the more tender he kissed her in his arms.

At the same time, he also complied with Qingyi's wishes and took out his big penis from her body.

The sudden feeling of emptiness made Qingyi uncomfortable for a while, especially the person pressing on her and holding the red fruit on her chest made her so embarrassed that she wanted to find a hole in the ground and crawl into it.

She twisted her body twice and subconsciously pressed towards Ling Aojue, trying to get Ling Aojue to come in, but Ling Aojue just hung her up and rubbed under her body from time to time, but would not come in.

Qingyi felt extremely uncomfortable, but her mouth was still being bitten by Ling Aojue, who was driving her lips. She stretched out her hand and grabbed it. Ling Ao would not come in, so she took the initiative herself.

Anyway, it's so dark here that the uncle can't see what she's doing.

Qingyi stretched out her hand and reached down. She didn't mean to do so. She just touched Ling Aojue's strong chest all the way down and touched his lower abdomen. As she went down, she suddenly encountered a hard and hot object. She ate it.

Startled, his pupils dilated slightly for a moment.

Ling Aojue stopped kissing her and let out a slight muffled sound. This sound of patience frightened Qingyi. She thought she had hurt him and hurriedly let go of her hand, but she just

As soon as she let go, Ling Aojue grabbed her hand that was trying to escape and put it back on the hot guy.

Qingyi didn't dare to move at all, she just blinked and looked at Ling Aojue in horror and confusion, whose facial expression could not be clearly seen. She had not shown such an expression for a long time since she left the palace four years ago.

"Move." Ling Aojue's suppressed voice sounded in the silent room.

Qingyi was stunned for a moment, blinked his eyes, and pinched it carefully twice, and felt that Ling Aojue's breath was tainted with the smell of spitting fire, and his eyes were even more frighteningly bright in the night, and he felt that

With a hint of forbearance.

Qingyi had never seen Ling Aojue like this before, and for a moment he found it interesting. What happened to uncle?

She is not worried about Ling Aojue recognizing her now, because it is so dark here, and the medicine she was given will not last a day or a night before she can't recover. Even after she recovers, it will only have a vague impact on what she did.

And it won't be clear.

Qing Yi clenched the thing mischievously. This time she could feel Ling Aojue breathing fire even more. She couldn't help laughing, but before she could laugh enough, Ling Aojue had already pulled away her hand and stood up.

, entered her body.

Qing Qing curled up, and the soul that was hit flew out, "..."

Just when the emptiness was satisfied, Ling Aojue suddenly went out again. Qingyi's wide-open eyes suddenly narrowed, and he cried pitifully, "Uncle..."

Ling Aojue seemed to have heard it, but also seemed not to have heard it. He raised his eyebrows slightly and actually rolled off Qing Yi's body and lay down beside Qing Yi.

There was no pressure, no kiss, no provocation. She felt a little cold all over. She subconsciously leaned towards Ling Aojue, stretched out her hand and put it around his waist, and put it against his chest.

His face was pressed against it.

This is how she used to sleep with him in her arms.

However, it was different now. The softness on her chest pressed tightly against his arms, and her feet were also wrapped around her, making the medicine that had not been released become stronger and stronger, and his breathing was silent.

The room seemed particularly thick.

Qingyi was still crawling into his arms. She wanted him to go in. This emptiness made her uncomfortable. Her pair of slender and straight legs even wrapped around them, touching the hot and upright ones from time to time.

The big hard guy shrank back in fear.

He retracted for less than a second, then cautiously moved closer out of curiosity.

Ling Aojue was almost going crazy from the torture, but Qingyi still found it amusing to touch him again and again. Her body kept rubbing against his to keep warm. She just felt uncomfortable anyway.

"Come up!" Ling Aojue couldn't bear it and grabbed the person on his body, stood up and rushed in.

Qingyi's body suddenly warmed up. With Ling Aojue inside her body, her little face rested on his chest with satisfaction. However, after waiting for a long time, Ling Aojue didn't move. She was still cold when she didn't move.

Moreover, Qingyi's entire body was now exposed to the air, and the temperature in the middle of the night made her even shivering.

"Uncle..." Qing Yi screamed in grievance, rubbing her face back and forth on his chest, which made Ling Aojue's anger rise.

But he didn't seem to want to move. Qingyi had no choice. She was really cold, so she had to straighten up and sit on Ling Aojue's body, and started to move on her own.

Ling Aojue is really going crazy. He is so crazy that he wants to directly transform into his original form, but for some reason subconsciously, he is still suppressing it. It's not that he doesn't want to move, but if he continues like this, there is no guarantee that he will transform into his original form the next time he breaks out.

Original form.

But Qingyi didn't know. The only thing she knew was that she was very cold. Only when Ling Aojue entered her body would she feel slightly warmer. She longed for warmth, so once she had it, she would work hard to grab it.

Ling Aojue is a snake himself, and his constitution is cold. It would be strange if Qingyi is not cold when he is close to him like this.

But the strange thing is that as soon as the two of them come together, the cold air seems to be driven away automatically, leaving only warmth.

Qing Yi Mao used her own method to keep warm. Her movements were really jerky, but it was this jerkiness that pushed people to the edge of collapse.

"Uncle, please move, okay? I'm so tired, I'm so cold." Qingyi moved on his own for a while, but he was still cold. He couldn't help but lie on Ling Aojue's body, and prayed.

Ling Aojue didn't want to move, but he didn't know who was in his arms at this time. He only knew that she was very important to him. If at this time, he turned into his original shape and turned into a giant python, then

Wouldn't it scare her?

"Uncle, I'm so cold, please move, please move, please?"

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Chapter completed!