The room was filled with the sound of Ximen Qing's breathing, echoing with the sound of Ximen Chuixue's heartbeat. The two sounds overlapped, and one was louder than the other. i^ On the bed, Ximen Qing was impatient, waiting for Ximen Chuixue's healing. Beside the bed

, Ximen Chuixue was reluctant to take action and seemed to be struggling.

After a long time, Ximen Chuixue sighed, "Well, since I have promised my brother Qing, how can I break my promise? What's more, my adoptive father has raised me for so many years, and now Qingdi is so injured, I should repay my adoptive father for his kindness in raising me. Besides,

, as a woman, you will get married sooner or later. Rather than letting others possess you, it is better to give yourself to your brother Qing.

What's more, Qing's brother is gentle and elegant, and now he likes to talk to her. Not only is he handsome, but she has liked him for a long time. Thinking of this, Ximen Chuixue finally put aside her girlish reserve and turned to look at Ximen Qing with a charming look.

, suddenly lying next to Ximen Qing, leaning against his ear, exhaling like blue, and asked in a low voice: "I wonder how Brother Qing wants my sister to heal you?"

Kicking his legs and grinning, Ximen Qing couldn't believe that this girl was so open-minded? Is this still the shy beauty just now? Damn it, you are not the reincarnation of Pan Jinlian like me, are you?

"Sister, I don't know either. I don't remember anything now. I only know that it hurts down there, it hurts like hell!"

"Brother Qing, although my sister is a woman, she has not been so close to any man in the past twenty years." Ximen Chuixue gently moved her fingers on Ximen Qing's chest and continued: "Brother Qing, my sister likes you! My sister knows it.

, Brother Qing will definitely have many women in the future. By then, my sister may be old and tired, but I hope you can have your sister in your heart. Even if it is just a trace of missing you, a second of love, your sister will be satisfied.

"

The beauty close by is better than heaven and earth. Ximen Qing is already at war with this situation. Did this little girl like the original Ximen Qing? It has to be said that this boy's life was not in vain. I'm afraid he will not even know that he has been raped by this person.

Beauty crush, boy, you are so good, you will give me a big gift when I come here! I love you to death, one day I will burn two beauties for you, for you to enjoy in the underworld.i^

As Ximen Chuixue's slender fingers crossed his chest, Ximen Chuixue's warm breath came to his ears. Ximen Qing thought to himself, eldest sister, you should hurry up! I'm going to die! I'm really going to die if I hold it in for a while.

Wow!

Ximen Chuixue raised his head and glanced at Ximen Qing, who was still in pain. His fingers gradually moved downward. When he reached his waist, he suddenly stopped. Next to him, Ximen Qing's breath rippled Ximen Chuixue's heart. At this time, his own heart felt as if he was frightened.

The little deer, the close man's breath came towards me, Ximen Chuixue was paralyzed, and said feebly: "Brother Qing, my sister's friend is here, I'm afraid my sister can't help you heal your injuries." Ximen Chuixue knew that the man

If that place hurts, only my sister can relieve the pain. But unfortunately, my critical period came earlier than before. Now, I have to use my trump card. Wuzhishan!

"Sister, what are friends?" "Friends are relatives." "What are relatives?" "Relatives are aunts."

"Then how is my aunt now?" "Giggle, you don't have an aunt" "Is she dead?"

Poof, Ximen Chuixue suddenly laughed. The Qingdi in front of him had really changed, "Qingdi, you can ask Xiaocui when you have time. She is your personal maid. Now that you have lost your memory again, you need to talk to him more."

Get in touch and communicate more.”

I need you to tell me? It will be a matter of time before that girl is put under my account. Not only do I need to communicate with her, but I also need to communicate with her frequently. How can I not keep such a beauty as my own?

"Brother Qing, please feel aggrieved," Ximen Chuixue said shyly, but without stopping, he ran all the way to Huanglong. "Sister, I also learned it from watching TV, and the technique is relatively unfamiliar, so you can just make do with it, okay?"

Damn it, Ximen Qing’s eyes widened, and he was shocked like an electric shock. At this time, his own crotch was being held by a soft little hand, flying up and down. Damn it, it’s so comfortable, it’s so damn comfortable! This girl is still a novice.

?If you continue to practice this for a long time, will it be okay?

Ximen Chuixue closed his eyes, buried his head in Ximen Qing's ear, tilted his body slightly, and kept tinkering with his right hand. Why is Brother Qing so strong? He's caught up with the old corn in autumn! He even turned his fingers into claws

I will be able to catch up with you. It seems that what is said in books and what is shown on TV is not necessarily true. Hearing is believing, seeing is believing. Although I have not seen the true face of Lushan, the feeling from my hands confirms one thing.

:What a big tree! Take a ride on a piece of dirt...

What is a fairy? Nothing more than that? What is happiness? Nothing more than that? I always thought that Pan Jinlian was a proud girl of a generation. Now it seems that she is simply not worth mentioning. Sad, so sad. I am too short-sighted. Ximen Qing

Ah, Ximen Qing, your life has been in vain. But it’s okay. Although I know it later, it’s better than not knowing it!

Looking sideways at Ximen Chuixue in front of him, Ximen Qing said: "Sister, you squeezed in the wrong place!"

At this time, Ximen Chuixue's little hand was squeezing two bombs. Eggs are eggs, duck eggs are eggs, goose eggs are eggs, and bird eggs are eggs. But why are these eggs so big?

Ximen Chuixue looked up at Ximen Qing, frowned slightly, and suddenly asked: "Brother Qing, do you think which came first, the chicken or the egg?"

Damn it, this question is hard to answer. You said you were doing well, but you suddenly changed directions. Don’t you know that is the most dangerous place? Now you are asking questions. I haven’t extinguished the fire yet.

Woolen cloth.

"Sister, aren't you making things difficult for me? I don't even remember my father, how could I know this?" Ximen Qing pretended to be confused, and then grinned and said: "A sword and a gun have no eyesight, be careful of misfire!"

Suddenly, Ximen Chuixue became shy, "Brother Qing, does it still hurt now?"

"It hurts even more than before. You pinched me so hard that it almost broke. Sister, you are not healing me. You are killing me!"

"Sister, stop pinching, keep going, keep going" "Yes, that's it, don't stop, hurry up, hurry up."

Outside the door, Xiaocui listened. What are the young lady and the young master doing? Why does this sound feel wrong? Do you still need to squeeze to heal? It’s better not to make random guesses. I’d better watch the door, otherwise the young master will be angry.

Life is not easy for me. Although the young master is moody, he treats his servants very well sometimes. Although he is cruel, he has no malice. He should do his duty as a maid, do more, talk less, and make more money. My brother still relies on me for school.

Earn tuition.

Afterwards, Xiaocui stood outside the door like a door god, ignoring everything that happened in the room. In the room, as Ximen Chuixue gradually became more proficient in the five-finger mountain, Ximen Qing felt more and more like he was in the clouds.

After a while, Ximen Qing breathed heavily, grabbed Ximen Chuixue's wrist fiercely, and shouted: "Sister, speed, speed, acceleration"

Ximen Chuixue looked at Ximen Qing as if he was drunk, his eyes were blurred, and he knew that Qingdi had reached the peak at this time, so he quickly flew up and down with the big tree in his hand, looking at Ximen Qing infatuatedly, Qingdi looked so manly

Ah, the thick sword eyebrows, the big eyes, the strong bridge of the nose, the charming lips, and the short beard look very tasteful.

At this moment, Ximen Qing suddenly yelled: "Wu Dalang, the sesame seed seller, your wife and I are playing hooligans. Pan Jinlian tastes better than your sesame seed cakes. That Wu Erlang who beats tigers drank too much and went to Jingyanggang and beat him to death."

What can a tiger do? He is not alone in his life. Wu Dalang comes to Pan Jinlian, and Wu Erlang, a young tiger rival, I, Ximen Qing, will shoot you guys to death!"

Then, a burst of warm heat spurted out. Ximen Chuixue immediately stopped his little hand and felt that his hand was sticky. Then he withdrew his little hand. His hand was full of white objects. He put it to the tip of his nose and smelled it. It was a bit fishy, ​​and then
Chapter completed!