Chapter 382 Spring Story After a False Shock

Zhao Haiming saw a scene that stunned him. The graceful Wan Xingyun was wearing a hazy nightgown and standing behind the door.

Fortunately, she didn't have long hair and the expression on her face was not abnormal, which made Zhao Haiming stop the escaped **, but Zhao Haiming still felt very stressed, "Xingyun, don't joke with me, are you going to have a god-horse?"

Zhao Haiming didn't know what to do, but Wan Xingyun's actions were so weird.

The next moment, Wan Xingyun squinted her eyes and smiled, then rushed up and hugged him.

"What do you think I want to do?" As he said, Wan Xingyun's legs were crossed between Zhao Haiming's waist and began to touch her hands.

"I think there is a ghost!" This is Zhao Haiming's only idea!

It was so weird. Although he worked hard to do all the steps, he did not panic or scream, and did not relax immediately after seeing Wan Xingyun, the development of things still exceeded his expectations!

It's over, this is a beautiful ghost. It deliberately pretends to be Wan Xingyun and wants to trick me into bed. If I go to bed, will it poach my heart and soul?

While stopping Wan Xingyun, she usually retreated. If she accidentally stopped her, Zhao Haiming fell to the bed from the open curtain.

There is a pink around, and the beauty in her arms is like a peach blossom.

Zhao Haiming threw Wan Xingyun aside with force, turned over and restrained her, "Don't move!"

"You're a god!" Wan Xingyun thought Zhao Haiming was going to play a 'violent game', pretending to be a pure loli, and questioned Zhao Haiming very 'naive'.

Zhao Haiming had no such interest. He touched up and down to check whether this guy was a human or a ghost.

Fortunately, it is hot, breathing and heartbeat, and the figure is the one I have ever come into contact with, it should be Wan Xingyun.

But, should I ask her something special?

Forget it, maybe the ghost knows the right and wrong between her and her. What’s even more terrifying is that what if Wan Xingyun was controlled by the ghost?

Thinking of this, Zhao Haiming let go and was about to get up and run away.

But Wan Xingyun didn't give him this opportunity. The two had been separated for many days, and she was busy these days. Now she finally met her lover who took the initiative to throw herself into her arms. How could she let him go so easily?

You must pay the public food today!

Wan Xingyun was also determined. If she didn't squeeze him dry today, she would just masturbate herself in the future!

Of course, although the initial structures of boys and girls are similar in embryology, as they develop and differentiate, girls do not have a "tube-like structure". How a girl should masturbate is also a problem.

He hugged Zhao Haiming across the waist, Wan Xingyun lifted Zhao Haiming's shirt, touched Zhao Haiming's chest with a rogue look, and then rushed down.

The next moment, a big fish was already under her control!

"Have you taken a shower?" Wan Xingyun asked Zhao Haiming while playing.

Zhao Haiming couldn't help but become hard, which made him even more nervous. He couldn't help but think of the Chinese Ghost Story!

But if Zhao Haiming wants to ask, Zhao Haiming dares not.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, Zhao Haiming finally remembered, spiritual energy!

Almost in an instant, Zhao Haiming started to use the Miaofengqi Kung Fu technique, and the result of the Miaofengqi Kung Fu technique calmed down.

Wan Xingyun's body was rich in spiritual energy and almost fell into a riot!

Although Zhao Haiming is a Qi training man, he is not a ghost-catching Taoist priest. Strictly speaking, he thinks that Xuanqing Qi is just a skill to cultivate one's own character and increase strength, and he has never thought about the affairs of Guigui and God.

And in the wrong feeling just now, he was really afraid.

As the saying goes, no matter how high martial arts are, you are afraid of a kitchen knife. If you wear it, you will be knocked down with one brick.

Zhao Haiming's superpowers are like martial arts and equipment, but ghosts and gods are kitchen knives and bricks!

After settled down, Zhao Haiming became even more strange. He reached out and wanted to tear Wan Xingyun off him, but unfortunately he failed.

"What are you doing?"

"What am I going to do? I want to do you. I want to, give it to me!"

It would be fine if Zhao Haiming's question "pretending to be innocent" and the provocative aura emitted from his body made Wan Xingyun even more severely.

She reached out and pulled Zhao Haiming's clothes. Because she didn't pull it off, she was going to tear Zhao Haiming's clothes!

Zhao Haiming was really scared. He didn't want to wear Wan Xingyun's clothes. Wan Xingyun was not as tall as him and was thinner than him. He probably couldn't wear Wan Xingyun's clothes.

So he quickly cooperated and stood up to help Wan Xingyun take off his clothes.

In the blink of an eye, Zhao Haiming was stripped into a naked fat sheep, making Wan Xingyun drool!

And the graceful body under the nightgown was also wrapped around.

Wan Xingyun's nightgown is very soft, and it is pressed against Zhao Haiming, giving him a very strange feeling.

But at this time, Zhao Haiming would not be polite. In a few seconds, Wan Xingyun became another fat sheep.

Although he was already burning with desire, Wan Xingyun still pulled Zhao Haiming to the bathroom and rushed forward, and the focus of the washing was naturally Zhao Haiming's lower body.

After careful rinsing, Wan Xingyun took a bath towel and wiped it clean for Zhao Haiming, then kissed her deeply and dragged Zhao Haiming back to the bedroom.

I pulled the curtains tightly, and then closed the windows from the gaps in the curtains. After turning on the air conditioner, the whole room was like a hazy dusk.

The pink gauze tent embellishes the small room like a dream.

Before Zhao Haiming could react, a slightly hot body was pressed on...

The two of them were entangled several times. During this period, under the instigation of Zhao Haiming, Wan Xingyun was bold and used the skills of scratching, licking and biting, and played a musical life, which made Zhao Haiming suffer from the art of playing the flute.

For more than an hour, Zhao Haiming, who scored twice, even handed out the last bit of surplus food in a trembling wildly.

"You are so great, little kiss." Wan Xingyun lay on the bed, motionless like a white and fat dead pig.

Zhao Haiming worked tirelessly to clean up the mess for her and wipe her body. When he heard her charming voice, Zhao Haiming couldn't help but get angry, "Call Dad!"

"Uncle, you're so great. Are you here to play tomorrow night? I miss you so much. If you don't come, I'll be sad." Wan Xingyun lay on the bed, allowing Zhao Haiming to clean up her thighs, but she refused to give up.
Chapter completed!