"Your Majesty the Dragon King, so, Concubine Dragon may not stay in the East China Sea." Prime Minister Turtle frowned and looked at Qingcheng with distress.

"I know." Qingcheng replied tiredly with a slight chewing eyes. He knew that if Long Jiuer saved the Dragon King of the West Sea, there would be no reason to accompany him, but he had to save him. He didn't know why, he didn't want to be sad when he saw Long Jiuer.

That night, the dark blue moonlight sprinkled from the clear sea, dyeing the entire East China Sea Dragon Palace with a light yellow and white layer, looking warm.

The beautiful city sounded like a blue palace dress, and walked towards the Liuli Palace with steps, stepping on the tiny waves in the deep sea.

In the Liuli Palace, Jiao Lang treated Long Jiuer's injuries. She was lying on the couch, her face was still a little pale. Jiao Lang held her hand tightly and wiped away the cold sweat from her forehead with pain.

Qingcheng stood outside the door of Liuli Palace without saying a word. When the little eel came to deliver tea, he shouted a little: "Your Majesty the Dragon King, you will be blessed." Jiao Lang turned around and found that Qingcheng's eyes were locking Long Jiuer's pale face for a moment.

So he stroked the white robe on his body, and he turned around and left from the Glazed Palace. When he passed by the door, his snow-white clothes rubbed with the beautiful blue clothes, like waves on the sea, but they also flashed away.

Qingcheng stepped forward, took the tea from Xiaoying's hand, and then walked towards the edge of the bed with his kiss. He slowly sat down and fed all the tea to Long Jiuer. Then he handed the cup to Xiaoying with confidence and let her go down.

Long Jiuer looked at him steadily, wondering what kind of demon he was possessed, how could he be so kind to him, Qingcheng smiled and lay beside Long Jiuer, and his big hands began to rage on her.

"Ah..." When he reached the sensitive area, Long Jiuer exclaimed, hid in the bed, and hit his head on the head of the jade carving.

"It's not that I have never been attacked by me, why are you so afraid of doing?" Qingcheng pulled a smile on the corner of his lips, and his big hand began to put it on Long Jiuer's chest.

Long Jiuer interrupted him and retorted: "At the evening, the Dragon King was hit until he vomited blood. Now I don't have the strength to make love with you. If Your Majesty Dragon King really wants to come so much, go find your Tengshe Fairy." After that, he turned around, but he still didn't dare to close his eyes.

Unexpectedly, Qingcheng was not angry, but instead stretched out his big hand to wrap her in his arms. His slender and powerful hand still touched her in a dishonest manner.

"Please stop touching!!!" Long Jiuer yelled at him, trying hard to squeeze out a few tears.

"Why, I can't stand it anymore, otherwise, let's do it again." Qingcheng said, and his big hands kneaded Long Jiuer's breasts all the way to the sensitive place of his lower body.

"A lassy." Long Jiuer turned around and stared at him fiercely.

"Haha, in a few days, I will take you to the Emperor of Heaven's Hundred Flowers Banquet. At that time, I will ask His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven and the God of Justice to let the Dragon King of the West Sea go." A bottomless loneliness flashed in Qingcheng's eyes, and his hands finally stopped at the center of Long Jiuer's legs, and he was stroking the soft stamens.

"Really?" Long Jiuer grabbed Qingcheng's wrist and looked at him in surprise.

"Never break your promise, so be good, let me..." As he said that, he stuck his finger into her tight and hot stamens...

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