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I saw Tong Jiawen's little face was very red, with pink red lips slightly open, revealing snow-white and neat teeth. Seeing this, Ximen Qing kissed her suddenly, and gently pressed her fingers on Tong Jiawen's raised city. A pink little red bean ran around under her fingers...

"No...No..." Tong Jiawen suddenly avoided Ximen Qing's kiss, as if he was talking unconsciously, but such a seductive voice became a fatal moan that triggered Ximen Qing...

"Ah..." Ximen Qing screamed suddenly, and her family heirloom was suddenly held by Tong Jiawen. In her hand, her slender fingers grabbed the blue veins and the heirloom was soaring that Ximen Qing was almost dizzy. Her delicate body, which seemed to be clenched and not scratched, made Ximen Qing feel so tender that she was so tender that she was already dying before she even started...

Oh, this girl is definitely a master! Ximen Qing’s forehead is angrily veins, and her whole body is tense. At this time, Ximen Qing had already loosened his hands, which was holding Tong Jiawen’s hands. At the moment of letting go, she grabbed her family heirloom with one hand and pushed her back and refused her xiong chamber. Her slender fingers gently slid and moved, a little itchy and comfortable...

Cao, now he took the initiative to mop me? It's not rude to come but I'm sorry, I'll repay you! Ximen Qing held her hands and started rubbing her peaks. She started to rub it. The smooth and elastic feel made people love her. Tong Jiawen's hair was already a lot messy, and Zhen's head was shaking left and right. As she exhaled like silk, her flushed face became even more charming!

"Ah... let me go... I don't want it..." Tong Jiawen suddenly bit his fragrant lips, and his confused eyes suddenly looked at Ximen Qing on his body, but he saw his mouth bit his head. In his mouth, a sense of indescribable refreshment came from his brain. Ximen Qing's smooth tongue sometimes rotated and sometimes slipped back and forth quickly. Tong Jiawen immediately felt a sense of squirting and nervousness. After a while, he unconsciously hugged Ximen Qing's head...

Ximen Qing's mouth was tightly wrapped around Tong Jiawen's head. On the two tall and towering mountain peaks, two straight and raised cherries were attacked by Ximen Qing one after another. A wet and slippery tongue was placed on Tong Jiawen's cherry, and her teeth were gently rubbing against her dizziness. Under Ximen Qing's offensive and conditioning, not ordinary people can bear it, let alone a girl who tasted this taste for the first time?

Ximen Qing's tongue was squirming and moving. Tong Jiawen kept booing. She hugged Ximen Qing's head with both hands and hugged her tightly. She couldn't help but twist her delicate body. When she moved, Ximen Qing suddenly felt that Tong Jiawen's flesh ball became bigger and bigger, and the more she rubbed her, but her rude head was high and raised, while her delicate body twitched like an electric shock, and a hot hot stream sprayed out...

Oh, this girl is so cute? Everything hasn't started yet! Just as Ximen Qing was stunned, Tong Jiawen turned over and pushed Ximen Qing aside, and said angrily in surprise: "Ximen Qing, you hate..."

"Hey, no, what do you mean?"

"Hmph, ten minutes have arrived!" Tong Jiawen looked down at his legs, and his pretty face became hotter and hotter. He stared at Ximen Qing with beautiful eyes. Only then did he find that his shoulder had been bitten and a lot of blood was leaking out. Did he not feel any pain at all?

He snorted angrily, Tong Jiawen walked off the bed, covered his cheeks with his hands, and turned his back to Ximen Qing, with grass, and his butt was big enough. Ximen Qing looked at Tong Jiawen's round pink buttocks and asked, "Hey... is this over?"

"What else do you want?" I told you, my promise has been fulfilled, don't even think about getting more and more frustrated!" At this time, Tong Jiawen walked to her wardrobe, took out her closet under her pants, and wrapped her delicate body in a moment. Under her messy hair, her blushed face had a different style...

Grass, this girl is really tempting and tempting! Ximen Qing looked at the blue veins, the swelling heirloom's proud fingers towards the ceiling, trembling and trembling, and felt Tong Jiawen's delicate body tremble. Although she glanced and turned her body, Ximen Qing knew that tonight, the two of them must soar in heaven for a long time...

Rumble...

"Ah..." With a muffled thunder, Tong Jiawen quickly ran to the bed, sat beside Ximen Qing and gasped, "I'm afraid of thunder!"

"Be good, don't be afraid, I'm there!"

"Hmph, you are a bad guy, you hate it, you annoying!"

Looking at his heirloom that had been angry, Tong Jiawen couldn't help but tremble. After the thunder, he walked out of the bed carefully and walked towards the houses with bare feet. When he came to the door, he just stopped and snorted angrily: "Hmph, Ximen Qing, are you not leaving?"

Oh, where are you going? I haven’t let you blood yet! I will never let go, and I will never leave!

"Ah..." Ximen Qing held back the desire that exploded in his body, picked up the bathrobe and wrapped it around him, walked out of the bed, and looked out from the big window to see the whole brightly lit city, and beside the window was a large table. Looking at this table, Ximen Qing fantasized that I was going to ruin you on the table. The grass will definitely be realized, sweeping away the thoughts in his heart, and then said: "Wenwen, it's so heavy rain outside, how can I leave? Besides, you are alone at home, you are still afraid of thunder, and I'm not at ease, by the way, where are uncles and aunts?"

While speaking, Ximen Qing also came to the door, reached out to push the door open, walked out of the room, and came to the pharmacy. What he entered his nose was a strong smell of herbs. He approached the counter of the pharmacy and looked at the small drawers with labels of various medicinal materials. Ximen Qing grabbed a few Chinese medicinal materials and placed them on the counter with his memory...

Tong Jiawen bit her red lips and followed Ximen Qing's body out of the room, frowned and looked at the several herbs on the counter. What did he want to do?

"Hey, what are you going to do?"

"Haha, guess! This is a good thing!"

"Isn't it just a few medicinal herbs? What's so strange about it?" Tong Jiawen glanced at her red lips disdainfully. After a moment, several Chinese medicinal herbs on the counter were mixed together by Ximen Qing's hands. What are you going to do?

"Haha, Wenwen, can you make these medicinal materials?" Ximen Qing sniffed with a smile, Grass, you can't dream of what it will be after it condenses!
Chapter completed!