Pan Jinlian answered while quickly washing Ximen Qing: "Master slept for a really long time, dinner has been prepared."
"Of course I slept a long time after staring all night, so I have to make up for it." Ximen Qing said with a smile, "I have to go out to do errands after dinner later."
Pan Jinlian asked curiously: "Sir, I heard that a Liao woman ran away at night. I wonder if this Liao woman looks the same as our Song Dynasty people?"
"Of course they have two eyes, two nostrils and one mouth." Ximen Qing couldn't help laughing after hearing Pan Jinlian's question: "Liao people are generally taller, but there is no difference in other aspects."
Pan Jinlian put down her comb and said: "The slave family heard that the girl from Liao came here to see her in the afternoon. The boys and girls said she was very beautiful and had a good figure. Could it be that the master let her go because of his pity for her?"
When the knife was held to his throat, he didn't feel it at first, but when Pan Jinlian mentioned it, Ximen Qing seemed to feel a little pity for her.
Although I have never been to the Imperial City Prison, it is definitely not a suitable place for girls to stay.
Even if Yeluyun is really the princess of the Liao Kingdom, and she is taken directly to the prison and placed under house arrest, leaving such a girl sandwiched between two countries is not what Ximen Qing wants to see.
Even if Yeluyun shoots himself with poisonous sleeve arrows, Ximen Qing's mind will not change.
In that situation, Yeluyun reacted very naturally.
But thinking about the scene at that time, Ximen Qing's eyes were filled with those valuable breasts.
At least a 36d?
"Master!" Pan Jinlian finished washing Ximen Qing. When she saw Ximen Qing looking straight at the copper basin and not knowing what he was thinking, she suddenly became a little angry and said angrily: "Could it be that Master really has a crush on Lu Yeyun?"
"Lv Yeyun is a pseudonym, her name is Yeluyun." Ximen Qing smiled and held Pan Jinlian in his arms: "Liu Niang, what kind of jealousy are you doing? You are much more beautiful than her, not to mention the people of Liao who are exposed to the sun.
If there are too many, the skin will be dark."
"Really?" Pan Jinlian suddenly turned from anger to joy: "The slave's skin is still white, right?"
"Of course you are the white one." Ximen Qing hugged her and kissed her, and naturally put his hand into Pan Jinlian's arms, whispering in her ear: "You are quite rich."
Pan Jinlian was pushed to second base by Ximen Qing at lightning speed, and she immediately felt her body heat up: "This time, I really touched it."
"Sir, let's go down first."
Upon seeing this, the little maid who was serving him hurriedly bowed and left, closing the door behind her.
"These damn girls are only going out now." Pan Jinlian pretended to be angry, but was rubbed by Ximen Qing so hard that she became short of breath. She turned her face and actively asked for a kiss, and her chest also puffed up.
"You have tasted the sweetness!" Ximen Qing was so happy that he stretched out his face, and the two tongues were entangled together.
At the same time, Ximen Qing did not relax his hand. After rubbing it gently for a while, he felt the bulge with his hand and fiddled with it slightly.
"Master, slave family." Pan Jinlian, who finally broke free from the deep French kiss, was already extremely weak: "nu family."
"Don't worry, Liu Niang, leave it to me." Ximen Qing kissed Pan Jinlian's hot cheek gently, took out his hand, picked Pan Jinlian up and walked towards the big bed over there.
Needless to say, this moment is already destined.
Ximen Qing vaguely remembered the stunning sight of Pan Jinlian leaning out of the second-floor window that day, and the ambiguity when he taught the woman self-defense step by step. Regardless of whether Ximen Qing himself had traveled through time or not, the two were destined to be together.
"Master, the bed hasn't been made yet."
"It doesn't matter."
"Sir, the bed is not scented yet."
"I like your body fragrance the most. Why do you smoke it?"
Pan Jinlian struggled slightly, but how could Ximen Qing let go? It wasn't until Pan Jinlian was gently placed on the bed that Ximen Qing let go.
Immediately afterwards, Ximen Qing kissed her again.
"Master, wait a minute." Pan Jinlian suddenly pushed away Ximen Qing's kiss, struggled to jump out of bed, and opened the wooden box next to her, rummaging around for a while.
Seeing Pan Jinlian's nervous look, Ximen Qing took off his coat first and thought to himself: "Why are you going to dig through the flowers when you're about to fold them? There can't be some sexy underwear hidden in the box? That's right these days.
If you embroider some mandarin ducks on your clothes, what else can you do? It won’t be a sex toy.”
To Ximen Qing's surprise, when Pan Jinlian breathed a sigh of relief and turned around, there was no sexy underwear or sex toys in her hand, but a handkerchief, and it was plain white without even a flower on it.
"Liu Niang was so thoughtful that she even found the handkerchief for wiping."
Ximen Qing was thinking mischievously, but was surprised to find that Pan Jinlian unfolded the square white handkerchief and laid it out carefully. Then he smiled shyly and began to undress: "Master, the slave family is ready."
Wait, this scene seems to have been seen somewhere.
But when a pretty beauty lies on the bed and says she is ready, but as a man he is not ready yet, then there is a real problem.
So Ximen Qing put aside all distracting thoughts and prepared to immerse himself in the ceremony of Duke Zhou.
"Let me go!"
Ximen Qing stopped Pan Jinlian's move, kissed her, and began to take off the obstacles on the two of them.
The so-called obstacles are, of course, the clothes on the body.
As a man, how can we let go of the honor of taking off a beauty's clothes with our own hands?
Pan Jinlian was a little embarrassed, after all, she was the one who should serve Ximen Qing; but Ximen Qing's gentle "relax" made her slightly tense muscles relax due to nervousness.
Ximen Qing's technique was very subtle, making her feel something she had never felt before.
A feeling that goes straight to the sky.
When the two parties met sincerely, Ximen Qing couldn't help but give a big compliment. Last time, Xue'er lifted up the quilt, allowing Ximen Qing to take a surprised look at Pan Jinlian's bare back, but now he can see Pan Jinlian's naked back.
The golden lotus's naked body.
Strong, round, tall, straight, many words came to Ximen Qing's mind at the same time, but he still couldn't describe the thrilling curve.
Perfect! It seems that only these two words can describe what Ximen Qing saw and what he felt in his palms.
This is completely different from the feeling of touching under clothes just now. Now there is visual pleasure, which brings double pleasure.
Pan Jinlian's enjoyment was doubled, because just now it was just one hand, and now Ximen Qing had two hands, plus a flexible tongue.
Seeing the pair of jade rabbits changing shapes in his hands, while the beauty beneath him closed her eyes slightly and sang softly in pleasure, Ximen Qing felt that something about him was becoming more and more indestructible.
It didn't feel good to have a hard object pressed against her lower abdomen. Pan Jinlian felt the hardness and heat of the object and couldn't help but spread her legs.
Everything seems to be falling into place, and Ximen Qing tentatively marches towards the final goal.
The first thing I felt was the slipperiness and hot heat.
But the heat will only make the thing harder.
To Ximen Qing's surprise, his clone actually encountered some slight obstacles.
However, Ximen Qing didn't think much about it, and instead drove straight in. Pan Jinlian beneath him frowned slightly, and her two long legs hooked Ximen Qing's waist.
"Dada, please slow down."
Hearing the title Dada made Ximen Qing's heart tremble, and this sentence was hummed from the beauty's mouth in a subtle tone. At the same time, Ximen Qing felt that his body was "clamped" very powerfully.
I believe this feeling is what every man dreams of, but today Ximen Qing encountered it, making him ecstatic.
Ximen Qing responded with a passionate kiss and clever movements with his hands, which made Pan Jinlian's tense body relax again, so that the clone could continue to move wetly.
Pan Jinlian bit her lower lip and tried not to make a sound, but the feeling coming from her lower body had accumulated to the point where she could not control it.
"If you want to scream, just scream."
Ximen Qing lowered his head and whispered in Pan Jinlian's ear: "Hold it in and feel uncomfortable."
"Master." Pan Jinlian finally couldn't help but let go of her lower lip, and slowly spit out her soul-stirring voice, which became louder and louder, and her voice became more and more urgent.
Following Ximen Qing's movements, Pan Jinlian felt that her soul had been blown straight up into the sky like a kite with its string broken, and the speed was getting faster and faster.
"Is Dada doing it well?" Ximen Qing asked breathlessly: "Can Dada do it?"
The affectionate name Dada between men and women made Ximen Qing feel excited, and the frequency of attacks steadily increased in an orderly manner.
Pan Jinlian could no longer tell what she was saying, and in the end there were only meaningless moans, which made Ximen Qing speed up his movements.
For a moment, Pan Jinlian felt that she had lost consciousness. She only remembered to tightly hook Ximen Qing with her two long legs, letting the fiery clone go deeper.
With the final sprint, Pan Jinlian felt that her kite with its string cut off seemed to be torn into pieces by the strong wind outside the sky, and it was like a firecracker that had reached its highest point and was shattered into pieces.
It's so shocking that your body is shattered to pieces.
Ximen Qing also turned over with great hesitation. He wondered if those birdmen who invented condoms during time travel had their heads caught in the door. Naturally, that's the best!
Both of them panted, and their mouths kissed each other deeply again, feeling both pleasure and aftertaste.
After a long time, the two separated reluctantly. Something caught Ximen Qing's eyes, which he couldn't help but notice.
The square white handkerchief was stained with bright red.
Ximen Qing suddenly realized why Pan Jinlian put a white handkerchief under her body. Wasn't this used to verify the bride's perfection during the bridal chamber in ancient times?
But why is Pan Jinlian still...?
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