Hearing her soft and glutinous voice, Situ Qinglang became even more uncomfortable, he covered her tightly and said "no" vaguely.

His body was hot, and it was the first time that his sweetheart had encountered this situation, and although he was confused, he was not sure that he had a sudden fever or was he still ...... The kind of thing that Ma Weiwei said.

"I'll tell you, No. One. Times...... Although it hurts, but if you encounter a good skill, it will definitely make you feel good!" Sweetheart thought back to what Ma Weiwei had said, and thought in confusion...... Is Qinglang technically good?

He, does he think, think......

An inexplicable little flame faintly sparked in her heart, and she also became inexplicably hot, and writhed her body uneasily.

Caught off guard, the flat lower abdomen of the villain under him just happened to rub him, Situ Qinglang couldn't hold back, and it was sturdy and big. The legs parted the sweetheart's two slender and smooth legs and squeezed them in.

It can't go on like this.

He admonished himself in his heart, but the urge just made him unable to stop.

"Clear ......" Sweetheart cried out pitifully, no longer had the courage to strip herself in front of him last time, only uneasiness and psychological struggle.

Are you going to dedicate yourself tonight and tonight...... Don't, it hurts......

But seeing him endure so much pain, she felt very distressed, and besides, she herself had a little ...... Curious.

Situ Qinglang stared at his sweetheart's frightened eyes, his sanity returned slightly, he quickly moved his legs away, turned to the side, and half of his body was exposed outside the bed.

Suddenly he broke out in a cold sweat, and at the same time, the urge was pressed back into his body, and he half-leaned next to his sweetheart, clutching the sheets and inhaling hard.

"Qinglang, are you alright?" asked Sweetheart as she got up in distress and leaned forward.

"It's fine. Situ Qinglang closed his eyes, "It's just a little uncomfortable." ”

"Where...... What's so uncomfortable?" Sweetheart opened her mouth cautiously, tangled, and placed a small paw on his chest, "Yes, is it sick?"

Situ Qinglang suddenly opened her eyes and instantly pulled her claws under him: "Here." ”

"Ahh

Situ Qinglang suddenly wanted to knock her on the head, what kind of gun did he have! Who would hide a pistol in such a place, and he wouldn't have to live for the rest of his life if he wiped the gun!

Sweetheart came back to her senses in hindsight, stared at Situ Qinglang's eyes in amazement, and tried to feel the touch, as if it was ...... Ma Weiwei said it before?

She retracted her hand with a red face, and Situ Qinglang sneered, "You know what it is?"

"Hot hands. Sweetheart muttered quietly.

Why are you so indebted? Situ Qinglang turned her body and raised his hand to slap her little ass twice.

"It hurts...... Sweetheart covered her ass and pressed against him, "You hit me, I'm going to crush you!"

"Your small weight is less than half of my usual punching punching bag. Situ Qinglang was disdainful, hugged her small waist and pinched it, and said vaguely, "Sleep, hurry up and close your eyes." ”

This, this is going to sleep?

No, no, no...... That god horse?

Sweetheart breathed a sigh of relief, but she was a little stunned, she propped up her head, knocked on the side and asked, "Qing, Qinglang, don't you want to do ...... with me?"

"What are you doing?" Situ Qinglang stared at her with a smirk.

"Do...... Do...... Do something, love to do?" Sweetheart turned around and expressed her thoughts as literary as she could.

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