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Chapter 543

Tong Ruoqing has a good figure and good proportions.

The only thing is that he usually eats like a cat. He is too thin and is a little uncomfortable to hold.

Qingqing is different, maybe because she grew up eating wild game, and her figure has a big S-shape. Her waist is really thin, and her breasts and butt are really fleshy. They are very comfortable to touch and can't be hugged enough.

So when someone shouted that voice outside and Qingqing wanted to go out to check the situation, I pulled her back: "Why are you panicking? Duan Yumo hasn't left yet. She has so many dirty tricks under her hands. Something happened."

Let them bear it."

"Don't..."

Without giving her a chance to speak, I blocked her mouth again.

This thing must pursue victory. If we let her go now, wouldn't the atmosphere that was finally created be gone again?

Anyway, I just kissed and touched her like this. Qingqing was still resisting at first, but after seeing that she couldn't pull me, she just let go. She let out a helpless hum from her nasal cavity, then leaned against the wall and lay flat on her back.

She lay flat on her back, but I was not polite at all. I reached out and pinched her back to untie the hook, and then started to stretch my hand forward again.

After all, kissing requires touching. If you don’t touch, can you still be called a veteran?

And what surprised me the most was that Qingqing didn’t know whether I was kissing her on the head or whether she thought it didn’t matter if I touched her twice. She didn’t resist this action.

Although we had kissed before, this was the first time for us to have such close contact. I was so excited, my dopamine was secreted out, my head was getting hotter and hotter, and I wanted to have sex right here.

But when I took my hands out of her top and tried to take off her pants, Qingqing finally couldn't hold it any longer.

She pushed me away hard: "Sai Lian, right?"

"How can I have any face with such a nagging person?"

I leaned closer and said, "I haven't touched you enough. Why don't you let me have more fun?"

"Go and have fun with your Ruoqing. Didn't you two get tired of hugging each other just now?"

She blushed and put her clothes in order: "Stop making trouble, people are already at the door of your house, go out and take a look first."

I grabbed her again: "Hey, why are you so stubborn? Duan Yumo is the messenger of the underworld, and we are just helpers she invited. If anything happens, she will be the one to blame. Why should we join in the fun with her?"

Besides, even if you want to take action, you have to wait until both of them are injured, right?"

"Then you are a bit bad."

Qingqing suddenly laughed: "Okay, then I'll listen to you and see the excitement first before talking."

Then the two of us opened the bedroom door, walked to the balcony, lay down, stretched out our heads, and started watching the show.

Although there were not many people outside, there were still quite a few ghosts. Five people in casual clothes, leading dozens of ghosts who had obviously run away from Shanyin City, were standing downstairs, sealing the villa from the inside to the outside.

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There were more than a dozen undercover agents standing behind Duan Yumo. She stood at the front of the team, not knowing where to go.

Tong Ruoqing had already fainted, and she was lying softly on Duan Yumo.

My blood pressure went up: "Fuck, your daughter is an ordinary person. She just recovered and you gave her another shot. Are you as father and mother as you?"

Duan Yumo turned around and glared at me coldly.

She didn't say anything, but Qingqing was unhappy and pinched my waist: "You feel bad, don't you?"

My current physique is no longer afraid of this level of corporal punishment, but I still pretended to grin and told her: "No way, I just feel that Duan Yumo is so useless, how can I use magic to deal with my daughter?"

"That's pretty much it."

Qingqing snorted: "Duan Yumo's daughter is quite beautiful. No wonder Duan Tian's inner demon would use her as a bargaining chip to cooperate with the ghost. Hey, are you falling in love with her?"

This is a gift question.

I shook my head quickly: "Impossible, absolutely impossible, she hasn't grown up yet. How can I like her?"

This is all just a show, it's just the mission of Shen Gong and Duan Tian. Besides, I already have you in my heart, how can I pretend to be someone else?"

"Just keep fooling me, you scumbag!"

Girls are like this, even though they knew it was a lie, they still wanted to hear it, so Qingqing just rolled her eyes at me, but there was no sign of anger on her face at all.

I also borrowed Poxia's donkey to hold her hand: "Oh, your hands are still soft, unlike Tong Ruoqing's hand, which has no flesh at all, and seems to be holding her hand or not holding it."

I regretted it as soon as I said this. Isn't this just for fun?

Fortunately, Qingqing didn't care. She looked downstairs and said to me: "After this incident is over, I don't care whether you keep in touch with this Tong Ruoqing or become friends, but you have to have an affair with her."

It makes me really angry if I don't know clearly.

I can accept Yingying because you two have not broken up before, and I feel guilty for stealing her boyfriend. I won’t be happy if you create another messy woman for me."

"Don't worry, I'm not the kind of person who is half-hearted."

I held her left hand with my left hand, and stretched out my right arm to wrap around her waist, letting her lean against me.

Then the two of us went to that station and continued watching the show. I didn’t mention whether the show was good or not. Anyway, Qingqing’s waist, which didn’t have a trace of fat, was quite smooth to the touch.

Feeling around, Duan Yumo, who had been standing downstairs confronting the ghosts, suddenly spoke: "Are you here to die?"

The leader was pretty awesome too: "Stop talking nonsense, where is Elder Chen?"

Duan Yumo snorted coldly: "I don't know what Elder Chen you are talking about."

The man frowned: "Who are you kidding? Didn't Gu take people to the gold mine KTV over there in Xilin that night, kill our fellow disciples, and then take Elder Chen away?"

After saying that, he raised his head and shouted to me: "Gu Yan, for Mr. Yin's sake, we don't want to argue with you. If you are wise, please release Elder Chen quickly, otherwise no one in this villa will survive today!"

Good guy, these ghosts who have been messing with me for a long time are coming for me.

I was a little panicked, so when Duan Yumo turned around to look at me, I quickly shouted: "I caught him right. That old man is Yin Wuxin's right-hand man. I caught him to torture him."

Yin Wuxin’s whereabouts.

Lord Yumo, you must not let them rescue people, otherwise all my hard work will be in vain."

I said this to tie Duan Yumo to the same front as me and ask her to help me stop these ghosts.

After all, there are too many of them, and Liu Changsheng is not here. Qingqing and a few Hu Jiaxian alone will definitely not be able to defeat them.

But Duan Yumo's attention seemed not to be on this. She withdrew her gaze, and then snorted coldly: "A group of ghosts dare to speak nonsense in front of the underworld, who gave you the courage."

She waved her hand as she spoke: "Come on, destroy all these things for me, leave no one behind!"

"yes!"

Behind Duan Yumo, the ghost generals who directly belonged to the underworld took orders and rushed forward one after another.

After all, there were many people on his side, and the ghosts under Yin Wuxin did not panic at all, and they put up their posture and planned to fight.

Only Qingqing patted my hand on her waist: "Stop touching it, it's itchy."

Then she hit me with her finger and said to me in a slightly annoyed tone: "You are quite capable of causing trouble."


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