The stream is murmuring and flowing endlessly (I am the best spirit stone: Chapter 347 of the Explosive Pet Cute Disciple). Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The Xuanguang enchantment is beautiful and stable, and the somersault clouds are snow-white and soft.

The fresh natural breath, vaguely with a familiar crispness like snow, makes the delicate and lovely child fall asleep, the corners of her mouth are slightly raised, and she is deeply asleep with a sweet smile.

The man on the somersault cloud sat upright, handsome in white robe, handsome and dusty.

His cold eyes quietly looked at the lovely person sleeping beside him, with a faint satisfied smile on the corner of his mouth. The handsome face rippled and shimmered, flickering, and even more handsome and flawless.

After a long time, a tender white arm moved, lifted and sprinkled on the snow-white quilt. He smiled dotingly, reached out lightly, pinched the tender arm, and was about to put it under the covers.

Suddenly, a few faint bruises on the tender white arm made him stagnate, and his brows were furrowed, and he turned embarrassed, and the roots of his ears were slightly red.

blamed himself for being emotionally uncontrollable, and once he broke out, he was out of control. Although he knew her delicateness, he couldn't help but hurt her when he was crazy.

Annoyed and blaming himself, he gently waved out a touch of Xuanguang, slowly calming the few bruises, his movements were gentle, his eyes were gentle, and he was relieved until those bruises were completely gone.

Carefully placing the tender white arm in the quilt, the sleeping lovely child was disturbed, deflated her lips, and turned over—her snow-white slender back was exposed, covered with countless bruises and kiss marks.

Xuan Wuchen's cold eyes were stunned, the roots of his ears turned even redder, and he hurriedly reached out and pulled back the quilt and covered Namei's back tightly.

But he paused, took out a delicate small bottle from the close-fitting storage bag, opened it, and a burst of water vapor rose like smoke and mist, and inside was a snow-white skin rejuvenation cream.

The man lifted the quilt with his hands and gently wiped the skin rejuvenation cream on a little bruise, for fear of waking up the lovely child, so his movements were extremely careful and gentle.

He also said that he would seal him and declare her ownership. But the fact is that every inch of skin on her body is covered with him, and all of them are traces of him.

He was satisfied with the obvious results of who stamped whom, and who belonged to whom. His little pebble is now completely his.

The moment the person who really loves is compatible, he is ecstatic and excited - he has never felt so happy and ecstatic, so he sank again and again, and he was reluctant to let go of the delicate body in his arms, hugged her tightly, and took her to sink together, and went to the peak of **** together.

His little stone brought him emotions that he had never experienced, and also brought him endless madness and satisfaction. The two are entangled, I don't know what time it is, release their bodies and minds, enjoy and indulge together.

There was a tender and delicate touch from the tip of his hand, and there were traces of happiness between the two in his eyes, and he suddenly felt hot again when he first tasted love, and his face was slightly red.

No--the little thing was tossed by him uncontrollably for so long, and in the end he was so weak that he even kept shaking his head and shouting that he couldn't do it...... But when he remembered her delicate appearance when she finally begged for mercy, he couldn't help but get hotter under him.

The big hand paused, didn't dare to wipe it anymore, the sweat on his forehead was slight, and he quickly closed his eyes to calm the chaotic emotions in his heart. After a long time, he calmed down and lowered his head to wipe again.

But the person was sleeping deeply, feeling the itching of the back, a slight coolness, a little refreshing, and couldn't help but let out a soft "um", with the aftersound of ****, full of charm.

The small bottle in Xuan Wuchen's hand was almost unstable - the roots of his ears were red, and he turned his head and covered the quilt.

Seeing that Keren'er continued to sleep again, he exhaled slowly. Turning his head, he said in disgust: "Little stone...... You are really a little devil sent by Heaven to torture your teacher......"

Looking at the beautiful and delicate face close at hand, he couldn't help himself, slowly leaned down, and imprinted a gentle kiss on his tender white forehead.

The man whispered: "Your torture is as good as a teacher." ”

Outside, the sky was dark and bright, the birds were singing, the mountains were secluded, and the stream was murmuring, like a cheerful music, playing a beautiful melody all the time.

The lovely man on the somersault cloud woke up faintly, blinking his big eyes, and thinking in a daze—

Suddenly, she snapped to her feet!

"Ouch! Pain...... Hiss ......"

A pair of large hands reached over and hugged her tightly. Immediately after, a light waved, and her underwear was put on. A little reproachful, but full of distress, a nice voice came.

"Why did you sit up all of a sudden?! Where does it hurt? What's going on? ”

Jade looked at the worried and anxious Da Jun's face, listened to his question, remembered the crazy **** actions of the two before, and the delicate little face turned red, but his heart was sweet.

Seeing that she didn't answer, Xuan Wuchen thought that she was in severe pain, and asked urgently: "The teacher has already helped you apply skin rejuvenation cream all over your body, why does it still hurt?" What's uncomfortable? Tell me as a teacher. ”

Seeing that he was worried and distressed, Yushi's heart was even more sweet and crooked! Reaching out and wrapping his arms around his neck, he stepped forward and whispered a few words intimately.

Xuan Wuchen's ears were red, his face was also red, he coughed uncomfortably, and said in a hoarse voice: "Xiao Shi'er...... After a while, rub the medicine yourself, don't be careless. ”

Jade looked at him with a smile, blushing and teasing: "Master, it's you who hurt people so hard, and now you have to rub the medicine yourself!" You're too much! ”

Xuan Wuchen's handsome face turned even redder, and he couldn't stand her ambiguous eyes, so he turned his head away uncomfortably.

"Giggle......" someone giggled, and the laughter was bright and good—"Ouch! No way! The shock made my waist sore......"

Seeing someone crying out in pain, lying pitifully on the quilt, Xuan Wuchen was angry and funny. glared at her and said, "Do you still want to laugh?" ”

The tone was not very good, but the big hand had already stretched out, waving a dark light, gently soothing the soreness.

Someone pursed his lips and muttered, "Don't laugh, don't dare...... If I knew it would be so uncomfortable to fall down the master, I would ......"

Xuan Wuchen glanced at her and snorted coldly: "Who has been shouting to be a teacher?" What, now regret it again? ”

But Ren'er grinned, continued to enjoy his considerate service, and said, "I don't regret it!" From now on, Master is mine. You've been stamped by me and stamped with my unique label. I see who will dare to covet you in the future - immediately trample on her and beat her flat! ”

The corners of Xuan Wuchen's mouth raised happily, and he said lightly: "For the teacher...... It's always been yours, and you've never looked at anyone else. ”

But the man snorted naughtily and said, "I know this!" The problem is that other people are always looking sideways at you - I can't stand my stuff being coveted by others the most - oops! ”

The words didn't speak, and the cute pretty nose was pinched hard.

"Words do not choose words! Being a teacher is your father-in-law, what do you call your things, it's really not like words! ”

But the man sat up on his knees, pouting dissatisfied, but grinning: "You were stamped by me, and it belongs to me, isn't it?" Next time I'll change the word - my man, how's that, that sounds so much better, doesn't it? Whoa—"