Xiaoxiu was fascinated by Lin Shaoyun's kiss, her heart was drunk, her beautiful eyes were half closed, and she called softly in a charming voice: "My husband...My husband..."
Lin Shaoyun reached into her clothes with big hands and had a chance to get into the round thing. Seeing that Xiaoxiu's face was already full of peach blossoms, she suddenly turned over and sat up, but did not continue.
Xiaoxiu was catering to her every move, and she was as passionate as fire, but Lin Shaoyun suddenly left her delicate body. Unconsciously, she was like being poured down by a basin of cold water, hanging in the air, neither going in nor retreating, she felt quite unhappy and slowly opened her eyes.
When I opened my eyes, I saw that my husband was smiling and staring at me. I said softly: "What's wrong with you, my husband? Do you think Xiu'er is not gentle enough and beautiful enough?"
Seeing that her expression was gentle and charming, Lin Shaoyun gently scraped her nose and said, "If you are not gentle, if you are not beautiful, are there any gentle and beautiful women in the world?"
Xiao Xiu was so happy that she said something, "Not as good as my husband said!"
Lin Shaoyun gently printed a thin lip kiss on her lips, then got up, opened the wine on the table, poured two glasses, and brought it over, "Xiu'er, the long night, we have to come slowly,
I didn't even drink this wine, just..." But I found someone next door eavesdropping. I knew that the villagers were going to make a new house and wanted to eavesdrop, so I leaned into Xiu'er's ear and whispered: "I haven't even drink wine, how can I turn you on it?
If the clothes are pulled off, it will be so boring! Anyway, you are my woman, and you can't run away, so I'm not in a hurry, hehe!"
Xiu'er's cheeks were so hot that she pulled the quilt over and covered her face: "I'm so embarrassed, so embarrassed."
Lin Shaoyun laughed and said, "Wife, you get into the quilt. Who will drink this glass of wine with me?"
When Xiu'er heard this, she slowly moved the quilt away, revealing her two big watery eyes, and blinked at Lin Shaoyun.
"It's out!" Lin Shaoyun handed over the wine glass.
Xiu'er naturally would not disobey her husband's instructions, and she shyly lifted the quilt to reveal her strong and elastic figure. She took the wine glass and made it easier for Lin Shaoyun to hand over a glass of wine hand in hand.
When the wine fell into her stomach, Xiu'er felt the spring breeze on her face and her whole body was extremely hot. She wanted to lift the clothes, but she felt happy. She looked at Lin Shaoyun with affectionate eyes, hoping that he would come and favor him as soon as possible.
Lin Shaoyun is a monk. Drinking a glass of wine is no different from drinking water, but the taste is different. Alcohol cannot affect his cultivator's body at all. It is too much of a joke to describe him without getting drunk. It is simply ten thousand cups.
Not drunk.
Lin Shaoyun naturally read the message from her eyebrows, but he was not in a hurry. He was afraid that the cooked duck would fly? The romantic young master was originally romantic. In such a sure win, if he was anxious, then he would not be.
It is called Fengliu, but it is called vulgar.
With his hand out, Lin Shaoyun gently embraced her shoulders, "This is the scene, I will recite a poem for you, how about it?"
Xiu'er didn't know what the poem he recited was. She just nodded obediently and said no.
"Although it's not spring now, it's spring night tonight. Why don't we have a poem with spring? What do you think?" Lin Shaoyun approached Xiu'er, rubbed her big hand through Xiu'er's clothes.
The promoted mountain on her left feels great. She only hears Xiu'er's anger and breathes like orchids, her eyes are blurred, and she allows her husband to caress her.
"Well! Everything is up to my husband." Xiu'er's heart was numb and she leaned her head on Lin Shaoyun's shoulder, stretched out her hand, and penetrated Lin Shaoyun's waist. Her soft body was tightly
He hugged Lin Shaoyun's tiger body, but wanted to never let go.
What is the taste of happiness? It’s what it feels like now.
Seeing his wife obeying her will, Lin Shaoyun felt a sense of accomplishment.
After thinking about it, I looked at Xiu'er who leaned on her shoulder and closed her eyes slightly, and said first: "The spring breeze blows on her cheeks." As I said that, I stretched out my hand and gently held Xiu'er's face, although her skin
It was a little dark, but it was extremely smooth when held in the hand, and it was warm in the palm of the hand.
Xiu'er enjoyed Lin Shaoyun's touching, and her Adam's apple moved secretly, hugging Lin Shaoyun a little tighter.
Lin Shaoyun smiled slightly and said, "Peach Willow Praise Chunmei." He held her face and slid down from her face to her neck, then held her shoulders and went down to her waist.
At the same time, she kissed her forehead. Xiu'er's body trembled gently, and her emotions became even more intense.
After taking a look at the bridal chamber, Lin Shaoyun continued to chant: "Song of spring poems in the room..." After pausing, "How much spring is increasing."
While singing these two sentences, Lin Shaoyun's big hand slid in from the hem of her waist, pressing against her smooth and hot skin, slowly moving upwards.
Xiu'er felt like an ant crawling slowly on her delicate body, itchy and squeaky, very useful, and panting.
Lin Shaoyun's other hand unbuttoned her belt and gently peeled off her coat, revealing her skinny shoulders, with a bit of shyness in the air, and with the clothes
Sliding down, the pair of tall peaks jumped out like a pair of big white rabbits. Lin Shaoyun swallowed a mouthful of saliva, especially the bright red on the top of the peak, like a delicious peach, full of infinite temptation.
, and people saw it, saliva flowed down.
Regardless of whether the mood is enough or not, Lin Shaoyun didn't want to say anything else. He rudely threw Xiu'er on the bed. Xiu'er was already uncovered, and every inch of her skin was exposed to Lin Shaoyun's eyes, making his eyes spray |
Fire, the blood in the body surges, and it needs an outlet for catharsis.
As Lin Shaoyun couldn't wait to step in, he could only hear cheerful sounds...
Outside the house, the villagers who were eavesdropping laughed and said to the old village chief: "Village Chief, it seems that you will be able to hold your grandson next year."
"Okay! OK! Everyone, go back and rest!" The old village chief laughed so hard that he couldn't stop and started to rush the passengers.
When everyone saw that it was already late at night, the village chief issued an order to expel guests again, so they left with tactful knowledge.
The old village chief closed the door of the house, came to the wall of the new house, and when he heard it, his face was full of smiles. He knew that the raw rice had finally been cooked, and he blew out the lights and went back to his room to rest.
After Lin Shaoyun fought for more than a dozen rounds, he saw Xiu'er under the red candle, and seemed to be unable to let go, so he simply blew out the candle.
"Why do you want to blow it out... well... um..." The fragrant lips were already closed.
...
Until the next day, Xiu'er was covered in peach blossoms, like a flower moistened by rain and dew, blooming very beautifully. She leaned against Lin Shaoyun's arms and said tenderly and sweetly: "My husband, are you satisfied with Xiu'er?"