"Dad, what are you doing here, don't beat my daughter-in-law." Zhao Hengbin shouted to Zhao Qinghu with sleepy eyes.

\t "Get out, get out and sleep, Lao Tzu and your daughter-in-law have some housework to say, don't tell you not to come back, go downstairs to sleep on the sofa." Zhao Qinghu said patiently.

\t Zhao Hengbin was originally very afraid of Zhao Qinghu, but today when he saw Zhao Qinghu with red eyes like a fierce god, he didn't dare to say a word, picked up his pillow and ran out of the room, He Qing didn't stop when he wanted to, and when Zhao Hengbin ran out of the room, Zhao Qinghu raised his foot and closed the door.

\t "No, don't, don't". He Qing retreated, but in the end, the cabinet blocked the last way, and there was no way back.

"Come over to me, don't let me be rough, or I'll have your good fruit to eat." Zhao Qinghu stretched out his hand to grab He Qing, but only grabbed the clothes, the silk pajamas were grabbed by Zhao Qinghu, with He Qing's struggle, there was a stab, the nightdress was already torn, and He Qing's upper body only had a bra that was still faithfully protecting the last holy place on the master's body.

\t "No, no, you can't do this, you can't ......" He Qing was making the last struggle, but the bowl of fresh deer blood had already spawned the symbol of Zhao Qinghu's man into an indestructible steel spear, and when the dragon stabbed the dragon and the tiger killed the tiger, He Qing was a lamb to be slaughtered in his eyes at the moment, a delicious game, how could he let her go.

The fresh deer blood that Zhao Qinghu drank just now had already made him horny, facing such a young beauty at such a close distance, he was almost dizzy, and He Qing in the distance was even more beautiful, she had smooth white skin, beautiful curves wrapped in white silk pajamas, a slightly bulging breast, black hair coiled up behind the head, and a pair of bright big eyes and long eyelashes were clearly visible.

\tBut no matter how he hid, he was finally dragged into his arms by Zhao Qinghu.

\tThe mournful cry could only echo in the girl's heart a hundred times more before it could be heard. A moment of horror even distorted her beautiful face, and when she looked back, it looked distorted in despair.

Behind him was the face of a man who had completely lost control, smiling at the prey he had just hunted, and contentedly wondering where to take his first bite.

\tHe Qing struggled desperately, trying to get rid of the sudden attack, but Zhao Qinghu's strength was too great, and she couldn't break free from him at all. Zhao Qinghu can actually knock her out easily, but in this case, it would be too boring.