At around 3 pm, when Zhangqiang was under routine fire treatment, He Dad, who was already exhausted under the service of He's mother, returned to the room and fell asleep. (Literature Museum) The establishment of the courtyard was also established, and in order to avoid Mr. Liu, this old thing, who liked his old thing, did not wait for this old man and ghosts to say something, he pulled Zhang Jin and ran out of the door.

He Qingqian's belly was full of carelessness, but Zhang Jin didn't know. So, when Zhang Jin was pulled out by He Qingqian, it was very inexplicable. Especially when He Qinglian dragged dragging With Zhang Jin's hand, after going out all the way up the mountain, Zhang Jin wanted to crooce.

"Light, why are you so anxious? Is it not fun in the morning? I still want to go to the bamboo forest, hehe ..."

Zhang Jin's wretched smile and deep meaning, after making He Qingqian a stun, remembering what happened in the morning bamboo forest. Suddenly blushing his face. After holding Zhang Jin's hand, he stomped his feet. explain:

"Who thinks? Jin ~, you ... hate ..."

In the face of Zhang Jin's lightly exploration eyes, He Qinglian, who was obviously lacking in the thickness of his face, was unable to resist after all, simply carrying his back, raining quail -like, lowered his head to shrink his neck, and he didn't see his eyes.

Seeing that He Qing was shamelessly wiped out his face, even if he turned around, he would be buried low. It seemed that he could not shrink into the chest of his grave.

Zhang Jin naturally knew that He Qinglian's little woman pulled himself out of himself was not as the purpose he said. He just liked the woman who teased himself, but just liked He Qingqian as shy now.

Therefore, after the purpose was achieved, Zhang Jin was not very very very very very. Hey hey laughed and laughed, stepped forward, and came to He Qingqian. He took He Qinglian into his arms behind him. In the sober hair, the loud sound was stunned, and he said in a gentle tone like a coaxing child:

"Okay, okay, I want to be partial, it's me, it's me. I'm not angry when I apologize to you?"

"Um!"

A low and soft response sprayed out of He Qingqian's nose like a dream.

Zhang Jin's embrace is always the warmth and throbbing that He Qingqian can't resist, so when Zhang Jin took his own waist to rely on his arms, he felt that his waist, his back, and Zhang Jin's chest and abdomen passed. In firm, I felt the warm air flow from the nose of the nose of buried my head in my neck. He Qinglian was blurred, and temporarily forgot the shyness that the lover brought to himself before.

Feeling that He Qinglian in his arms softened, Zhang Jin became more and more close to her. After a few mouthfuls of He Qingqian's fragrance, he said slowly:

"But you should always tell me that this is just finished. Just pull me out and run to the mountain. Since it is not to relive the dream, is it for that?"

He Qinglian first squinted his eyes and leaned on Zhang Jin's arms for a while, and then Qi Qi Tankou said his purpose.

"Before you cured my dad, I called Sister Qi. Let her help me find a carpenter master who knows how to build a 'tube car.

Sister Qi knew many people, and I heard that her hometown was rural in Fujian Province. There were many farmers who were farming still poured fields with tube cars.

As a result, I really asked as soon as I asked. She had a fellow that she was a carpenter work in Shenzhen. I heard that it was a carpenter in the village. It is definitely a light car. The master Qian asked me some questions. After listening to some of my requirements, I have promised to take this work.

However, he asked me to prepare the materials in advance, saying that they should be more than three meters long and at least fifty large moso bamboos with a diameter of more than ten centimeters!

I thought, let’s hurry up and go to the mountain to select moso bamboo, so that Master Qian can come over early and build the barrel cart.

That’s why I pulled you out whenever I had free time. I’m not as dirty as you think!”

As he spoke, He Qingqian couldn't help but twist in Zhang Jin's arms to show her protest against Zhang Jin's previous humiliation of her.

He Qingqian didn't know that all her words were in vain. Because Zhang Jin had already closed his ears as soon as he took her into his arms, and devoted himself to the perception of her delicate body and the taste of her body.

The fragrance washed over her body. The sounds of nature reminded her of what she said, and became the background. I could only hear the beautiful melody vaguely, but I didn't know what she said.

When He Qingqian's last words were heard, and the delicate body clinging to Zhang Jin's arms was twisting and turning, Zhang Jin, who was already intoxicated, became even more breathless. He threatened:

"I'm warning you! In the arms of your man and me, you'd better be more honest, otherwise there's a great danger of the gun going off.

If I can't help it by then, I don't care if you really want to go over the morning's activities, it's not impossible for the Overlord to force his bow!

When the time comes, don’t blame me for not knowing how to show mercy!”

Zhang Jin's threat immediately made He Qingqian, who had been squirming in Zhang Jin's arms, calm down. Because she knew that her man was more than a threat. She had already faintly felt the resistance of the murder weapon at her waist and hips.

Although the one-and-a-half-hour intimate contact in the morning made He Qingqian feel so ecstatic that he couldn't stop, the pleasure of that one-and-a-half-hour period had exhausted every ounce of He Qingqian's energy. Even for a few hours

Now, He Qingqian still feels a little weak in his legs and as weak as a serious illness.

If it happens again like this morning, He Qingqian will probably not be able to recover from fatigue for several days.

Zhang Jin's words and the threat of the weapon on his waist and hip made He Qingqian freeze and dare not move. At the same time, his body became weaker and weaker. He whispered softly:

"You're a bad guy, you think about this kind of thing every day!"

He Qingqian's scolding made Zhang Jin feel wronged. After finding a comfortable depression in He Qingqian's buttocks with the weapon on his waist, Zhang Jin argued:

"How can you blame me? Qianqian, you don't know how charming you are? It makes me want to swallow you in one gulp. If I am still indifferent, then you should be sad!"

Her lover's whispering love words in her ears made He Qingqian feel shy and sweet at the same time. Her body couldn't help but become softer, and she pressed tightly against Zhang Jin. If it weren't for the hug from Zhang Jin's strong arms, she would have even piled up.

Withered on the ground.

As a result, He Qingqian pressed closer and closer, making Zhang Jin's murder weapon more tense and hot, and his breathing became faster and faster.

He Qingqian, who was leaning against Zhang Jin through a thin white skirt, could naturally perceive Zhang Jin's "fierce look" clearly. His body was getting hotter and hotter, and his eyes were blurred.

The two hugged each other tightly, and apart from their increasingly heavier breathing and hotter breath, there was no sound for a while.

She felt that Zhang Jin's arm around her waist was getting stronger and stronger, and the place where her buttocks and legs were touching was getting more and more fierce.

He Qingqian knew that Zhang Jin was considered for his own body. He was forcibly suppressing his **. Although Zhang Jin's thoughtful approach made He Qingqian more and more sweet, it also made this small with Zhang Jin as the center of the world.

Woman. Unbearable heart!

Finally, after two deep breaths, He Qinglian trembled and stretched out his hand behind him, grabbing Zhang Jin's position gently. Then, while Zhang Jin breathed a stagnation, he used as thin as a mosquito.

Jiao Shao said:

"If you want ... I can ..."

He Qingqian's soft and infinite sound, almost made Zhang Jin's head exploded suddenly. Almost let the lower body instinct to dominate his actions.

However, in the end, Zhang Jin still calmed down. He Qingqian regarded Zhang Jin as everything in his life. He pity Zhang Jin, why don't Zhang Jin pity He Qinglian?

So. Although he didn't give up the rich and fragrance of He Qingqian's body, he reluctant to be soft and smooth on He Qinglian's body.

, Royal retreat.

"No, your body has not fully recovered yet. Especially you are tired in the morning ... Or are it waiting for you?"

When saying this, Zhang Jin's voice was difficult. It seemed that the exit of each word was very difficult.

In He Qing's shallow tenderness, before He Qingqian's unique posture, under He Qingqian's shame, in the double the power of "Sunflower Treasure" and "Dragon Elephant Prajna", he rejected this attractive

The proposal is indeed a difficult thing. It is more difficult than letting cats look at the fresh fish in front of you!

After hearing Zhang Jinqian's voice, He Qingqian turned his head, and saw Zhang Jin's rising desire in his eyes, saw Zhang Jin's difficult resistance, deeply felt Zhang Jin's consideration, pity, could not help but tender.

However, her own family knows her family's affairs, and her physical condition is really unbearable today. Even if she is reluctant to do it, it may make Zhang Jin uncomfortable, so He Qingqian does not continue to persist, but softly inherits softly.

road:

"Well, when my body is completely good, I must be good ... listen to you ..."

Two people just stood in the same place and chatted for a while. When Zhang Jin's mood calmed down again, then he re -held his hand with He Qingqian and walked towards the bamboo forest.

"By the way, what did you say before you said that going up the mountain? You know the situation just now, the ears are not listened to it!"

Before Zhang Jinyi put He Qingqian into his arms, the two bodies were porcelain, and they patronized the wanting to enter. He Qinglian said what to find a master, selected materials, all of which became the wind beside the ear, and they did not go to Zhang Jin at all.

Entry in the ears.

Therefore, now Zhang Jin's IQ has resumed, and the thought site moved from somewhere to return it to the brain. Zhang Jin poured out the empty to restore the normal function of the ears.

Listening to Zhang Jin's saying that, He Qingqian naturally was happy to be happy for his charm. But he still gave Zhang Jin a delicate white eye to show Zhang Jin's unscrupulous question. Then, He Qingqian was lightly opened lightly.

Zhu Lip, reopen the previous words.

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