Chapter 462 Ziyu, can they give you these? (Ready, please refresh)
The moans and breathing sounds in the room became louder and louder.
But it was relative to the darkness and silence inside the house.
Compared with another crisp slap, it really pales into insignificance.
Zhao Rong bent down and came close to the small jade ears hidden in the thick hair, and gently arched them. His nose was filled with the fragrance of the hair.
It was an indescribable smell, and it smelled very good, so the tip of his nose gently opened the half-draped black hair, and held the delicate white ear beads in his mouth, as if holding a white pearl in his mouth.
As if that wasn't enough, he started to 'bite' it gently with his teeth.
On the other side, Zhao Rong did not listen to the movements of his right hand, raising and lowering it, enforcing this strict family law.
As if he was distracted by the action of chewing his ears, the painful sound disappeared for a moment.
Zhao Rong saw Su Qingdai shaking her head weakly, as if she wanted to get rid of his bullying. However, her head was held down by Zhao Rong's left hand, gently twisting her hair, and she struggled to get away.
Just like a little white rabbit, its owner held down its little head and could only lie down obediently and let him stroke its fur.
"It's itchy, it's so itchy, Tzuyu..."
The corners of the young Confucian scholar's mouth curved slightly, and at the same time he raised his big hand and slapped her hard. Su Xianzi immediately took in a breath and fell silent.
"If it hurts, just shout out loud, and maybe...it hurts...you will gradually like this feeling?"
Su Qingdai whimpered twice with a weak nasal sound of "Uh-huh", buried her head deeply in her arms, and suddenly there was no movement.
I don't know what I'm thinking about.
Are you obediently savoring the pain he created?
Zhao Rong smiled, and gently soothed her little rabbit-like head with his left hand. However, he raised his right hand again, and the slap made a clear and powerful sound.
His teeth didn't stop, and after some exploration, Zhao Rong accurately found the piercing on this delicate earring, where she usually wore jewelry.
After drilling, he found that it was too big to get in, so Zhao Rong used the sharp tips of tiger teeth to explore the ear hole. After a while, after trying a few times, the tips of the upper and lower tiger teeth passed through the earrings and jewelry.
The ear holes collided together, actually piercing this delicate ear bead in a sense and completely controlling it.
Zhao Rong gritted his teeth, leaned back slightly, and pulled his ears out slightly.
Then I saw that the jade-like ear beads suddenly turned red with blood.
In an instant, the white pearl turned into a red pearl.
at the same time.
"Ah! Ah..." The iceberg fairy in the eyes of the Dali men finally couldn't bear it anymore and exclaimed in shock at this outrageous teasing play.
Only then was Zhao Rong satisfied. He kept moving, slurping lightly and slurring his words, and ordered: "Don't hold back, otherwise." He bit again and pulled a little.
However, although his behavior was a bit bullying and rude, he managed it to a certain degree, causing pain but not hurting the beautiful woman with her head buried in the air. More importantly, it had a different kind of taste.
Su Qingdai seemed to have noticed what he meant, so she no longer suppressed it, raised her head vigorously, tried to clear her throat, and screamed in pain with a crisp slap.
Moreover, along with the rhythm of the slaps, her mouth opened slightly, and she screamed feebly:
"Uh Tzuyu Tzuyu...uh! Tzuyu Tzuyu...uh!"
Later, Su Qingdai seemed to know what Mr. Right liked and wanted to please him. The more she shouted, the sweeter she became. Her voice was sweet but not greasy, very pleasant to the ear.
Zhao Rong nodded with satisfaction, let go of the soft jade ear, and even scented it as a reward.
Seeing that Su Qingdai was obedient, she continued to slap her with her right hand, but released the pressure on her head with her left hand.
He began to gently touch the top of her head, and helped her straighten her long black hair. He gently pulled it up, revealing one side of Su Qingdai's gracefully curved oval face, and stroked her side with his big hand.
Occasionally rub your face and pinch your chin.
Su Qingdai also followed his actions docilely, raising her head and calling sweetly, her voice was half tolerant and half happy, while obediently burying her cheek in his hand, and occasionally nibbling on it naughtily.
Calloused fingers.
Just like a little girl who was spanked by her father and still thinks about eating delicious candies...
Zhao Rong narrowed his eyes slightly and took a deep breath.
Savor this more interesting and different kind of pleasure.
Afterwards, the two chatted.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Tzuyu, it turns out you like this, wuwu, do you like the way I look now?" She was eating the candy and couldn't speak clearly.
"What is joy, what is joy."
"Tzuyu, am I the only one who knows..."
"What is knowledge and what is Tao?" Zhao Rong said casually.
Su Qingdai seemed to have discovered something and was very happy, like a little girl with a unique toy.
She chuckled while sipping lightly, "Ziyu, can they give it to you?"
Zhao Rong said nothing and slapped his hand harder.
Su Qingdai hissed, feeling like her butt was really going to explode and it was so hot.
But then he smiled even more happily, stretched out his hand to hold his left hand, and tried to hug him into his arms.
The young Confucian scholar twitched his lips at this moment: "You can give it, but it's not necessary."
In the darkness, a stunning woman with scattered black hair smiled charmingly.
"That's it, you just know how to bully me, bad Tzuyu." Her tone was aggrieved and happy, "But as long as you like to be happy, don't suppress yourself, Dai'er will listen to you, actually...actually Dai'er also
I quite like this feeling, ummm...it hurts~"
Afterwards, Su Qingdai was speechless, because the calloused fingers suddenly moved, raking across the neat teeth and delicious honey water, stirring it up vigorously, and even domineeringly pinched the retreating flower buds.
, taking away his right to speak.
Zhao Rong chuckled, "Where are you? I'm just trying it out with you. There are some things that I'm too lazy to use."
He shook his head, pinched her chin with his left hand, raised the obedient head, and made Su Qingdai and her eyes meet. Zhao Rong said calmly: "I still want to practice and leave the Fuyao realm."
It’s just one step away, but we can’t let it fall on you.”
"You mean..." Su Qingdai was stunned, grabbed the right hand's left hand with both hands, felt the energy in his body, and suddenly understood.
She raised her head and said happily: "Tzuyu, you seem to be missing the last one."
Zhao Rong nodded.
Su Qingdai bit her lip, suppressed her smile, and stopped messing around to seduce him into committing crimes. Tankou scolded: "Really, then you still play with... and bully me..."
Her tone was a little angry.
Zhao Rong didn't say anything. He took a closer look at Su Qingdai and saw that her face was full of care and tenderness, and it didn't look like she was faking it.
He eliminated some doubts in his heart and smiled, "Based on your ability?"
Su Qingdai wrinkled her nose unconvinced, and then whispered: "Ziyu, please stop fighting, Miss Zhao will probably be back soon."
Zhao Rong turned his head and looked at the dark night outside the window. It was indeed getting late.
Su Qingdai took the opportunity to turn over, sitting on his lap, and casually pressed Zhao Rong's right hand underneath it before he could take it back. She didn't mind, but when she saw that Zhao Rong didn't refuse her to sit in his arms, Su Qingdai smiled.
, holding his left hand with both hands, her delicate body weak and boneless pressed against Zhao Rong's thick chest.
Later.
Su Qingdai was happily listening to the powerful heartbeat of Mr. Right while whispering.
She gave Zhao Rong some advice on his cultivation, and also took out some treasures from the Xumi objects to give to Zhao Rong.
Zhao Rong looked at it quietly, shook his head and accepted it, and responded a few times from time to time, without commenting on some suggestions.
Not long after, they heard footsteps in the distance and the two separated.
Su Qingdai returned to the house.
Xiao Qian'er returned with Uncle Xiao Bai.
At night, Zhao Rong opened the warrior's diary and read it carefully.