One night, Ma Zhuang was still as usual, after coaxing Zhao Qingying and Shang Mengqi to fall asleep, he fell asleep between the two of them, although sometimes he and Zhao Qingying wanted to try it again.

The wonderful thing of the intermingling of the universe, it can be considered that if they want to do those things, Shang Mengqi must either be very shy, or they will definitely do some unpredictable things to them, but after weighing it again and again, they finally decided to endure it for a while, and when the time is ripe, they will either find a way to enjoy the world of the two, or directly "drag Shang Mengqi into the water"

, or even Shen Mengning "dragged it down"

, so that they have no reason to tease them with that incident in the future.

The next morning, Zhao Qingying, who has never liked to get up early, woke up in a hazy way, but found that Ma Zhuang and Shang Mengqi were actually gone, Deng Shi thought about it a little puzzled, yawned a little and looked at the time, it was only about five o'clock, Deng Shi frowned slightly and said, "So early, what did the two of them do?"

As she spoke, she walked out in her nightgown, looked in the two living rooms and saw that there were still no them, and said even more puzzled for a while: "Are they all right?

After finishing speaking, she went to the bathroom to wash up a little, went straight to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator to see, sure enough, there was her favorite iced chocolate, and she said happily: "This little pony is really good!"

As she spoke, she took them and some snacks and went to a living room, but saw that Shang Mengqi was wearing last night, the little white flower skirt, and threw it on a sofa, and Ma Zhuang has always put theirs, clothes, shoes and socks and other things in order, no matter when, she will not let them have anything in every room that should not exist, and before she knew it, she looked at the skirt and said to herself: "What is that girl doing? Why did you throw her skirt here?"

At that time, Zhao Qingying took off his coat and said a little domineeringly: "Don't talk nonsense, I don't want to hear anything now, and I only believe in my eyes." ”

Thinking about it, she was suddenly stunned for a moment, but said with a slight frown: "This is unlikely, right? Even if they are very energetic, they won't do that kind of thing in the morning, right?"

While she was talking, she was still around the sofa, carefully searching, sniffing, and didn't notice anything wrong!

I don't know why, she still doesn't feel at ease, she walked back and forth in it, and it didn't take long for her to suddenly say a little worried: "They can't really help it, while I'm sleeping, go to that girl's side to do that kind of thing, right?"

After finishing speaking, she actually felt quite aggrieved and frowned, ran to her changing room, put on a set of T-shirt pullovers, and hurriedly took the elevator and ran out.

She just ran out of the building, but saw Ma Zhuang was having a good eye, teaching Shang Mengqi to play Tai Chi, and around them, there were still many old men and old ladies standing, making a few jokes with them from time to time, which made Zhao Qingying very puzzled and walked towards them.

Dingding Nick Gong teased her pure and charming appearance, swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, and couldn't help herself on her delicate body, gently stroked it, and while stroking, from time to time, moved his waist up and down, and after a while, Shang Mengqi was even more shy, and made a sound, indescribably beautiful music, unconsciously snapped on his body, while shaking his delicate body with pink and seductive, quite enjoyable, and "exercise" with him

up.

But at that time, Shang Mengqi said a little coquettishly: "Pony, I don't play with these anymore! This horse step is too tired, let's go to my side and do some other sports, okay?"

Ma Zhuang, who had already seen Zhao Qingying at that time, nodded slightly, but said in a low voice in her ear: "Our eldest patriarch has already gotten up, Xiao Qiqi, let's not play those things at this time, it's too chic, okay?"

Shang Mengqi, who also saw Zhao Qingying at that time, still said coquettishly: "No, no, no, you promised me, no matter what I do, you promised me, you can't talk and don't count."

Looking at their children, the old people around them couldn't help but snicker, but Zhao Qingying walked to their side, but said with a smile: "Pony, Kiki, what are you going to play in the morning?"

After finishing speaking, she also ignored Shang Mengqi's "strong opposition"

, didn't care about those old people, looked at them, those rather strange eyes, and pulled Ma Zhuang hard, and walked towards the building where she was, which made Ma Zhuang quite helpless, sighing in his heart, and Shang Mengqi could only huff and follow them back.

I can't imagine that they would do that kind of "morning exercise" in front of themselves

Zhao Qingying suddenly became angry, walked into another living room, took out Shang Mengqi's skirt, threw it on the ground, and said quite unhappily: "I said that since the two of you have met, why do you always exercise together in the morning, you have long hooked up together, and you always carry me to do this kind of "morning exercise"!

As soon as he returned to the room, Shang Mengqi suddenly threw herself into Ma Zhuang's arms, and said with a wicked smile: "Brother Xiaoma, when Sister Zhao didn't get up just now, the kind of "Morning Exercise" we did was really comfortable and nostalgic, now let's continue to do that kind of "Morning Exercise"!"

After finishing speaking, she took off her sweatshirt and small shorts, wearing only one, only the pair of full and tender white steamed buns around her, supporting a small part of the pink underwear, and a pair that basically only covered, her two slender and smooth legs, around the very attractive black grass, a small area of pale pink Nen, full of shyness on Ma Zhuang's lower abdomen, suddenly made Ma Zhuang's eyes widen unconsciously.

Looking at her pure and charming appearance, he swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, and it was difficult to control his delicate body, gently stroking it, and while stroking, he also moved his waist up and down from time to time, and after a while, Shang Mengqi was even more shy, and made a sound, indescribable beautiful music, unconsciously snapped on his body, while shaking his pink and seductive body, quite enjoyable, and "exercised" with him

up.

I didn't expect them to do that kind of "morning exercise" in front of themselves

Zhao Qingying suddenly became angry, walked into another living room, took out Shang Mengqi's skirt, threw it on the ground, and said quite unhappily: "I said that since the two of you have met, why do you always exercise together in the morning, you have long hooked up together, and you always carry me to do this kind of "morning exercise"!

Looking at her increasingly angry look, Ma Zhuang endured the urge to have a more intense exercise with Shang Mengqi, and said to her quite anxiously: "Little baby, don't you misunderstand, okay? We don't often do this kind of thing, don't you get angry, okay?"

Ma Zhuang, who had already seen Zhao Qingying at that time, nodded slightly, but said in a low voice in her ear: "Our eldest patriarch has already gotten up, little Qiqi, let's not play those things at this time, it's too chic, okay?"

But at that time, Zhao Qingying was neat, took off his coat, and said a little domineeringly: "Don't talk nonsense, I don't want to hear anything now, and I only believe in my eyes." ”

After she threw her coat on the floor, she suddenly helped Shang Mengqi up from Ma Zhuang's body, but hugged her quite gently, gently pressed her full buttocks on Ma Zhuang's mouth, and said quite shyly: "Little pony, Qiqi, I will also do this kind of "morning exercise" with you in the future, you are not allowed to leave me all the time!"

Looking at her one hundred and eighty degree change, although Shang Mengqi didn't understand what she was going to do for a while, Ma Zhuang was very naughty, using his dexterous tongue and lips, through the small piece of cloth, to bring Zhao Qingying a long-lost happiness, and his big hands full of magnetism, also light and heavy, walked up on Shang Mengqi's delicate body, and it didn't take long for the two of them to make a burst of uncontrollable, very fascinating sounds, and gradually climbed with him, the peak of happiness.

Gedai teased and shook his head