Chapter 410: Xu Qingying's Sleeping Face and Ruby (Second Update!) )
Sleeping on Xu Qingying's bed, soft, with a copy of Gu Cheng's poems on the mountain next to the pillow, speaking of Gu Cheng, I have to say a poem that impresses everyone, "The night gave me black eyes, and I was destined to use him to find light." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"
After flipping through a few pages at random, I buried myself deeply in Xu Qingying's soft velvet quilt, which was quite pleasant and comfortable, I can't tell what material it was, but the touch of every inch of skin was quite comfortable.
And just as my consciousness slowly fell into a deep sleep, I unconsciously recalled the spring dream I had in Xu Qingying's residence, at home in the garden on top.
Although it was Qin Wan in my arms in the end, but when I savor the state of mind at that time now, my YY object is definitely Xu Qingying, if it is really Xu Qingying who appears in my arms, will I pick up a gun and get on the horse?
Of course it will, this is an undoubted answer, I have almost never YY any other women around me, let alone the associated spring dream, I didn't care too much at all because of Qin Wan's gentleness, until now, when I slept on Xu Qingying's bed again, I found that while respecting Xu Qingying, subconsciously, I still retained a naked sense of aggression towards Xu Qingying.
This seems to be an innate instinct, I know that the intersection of my life and Xu Qingying will not be too close, and I can't repay my kindness, but when I think of Xu Qingying while lying on this bed, my first reaction is to press her under me, kiss her lips, rub her smooth back like jade, and then knead her proud waves, and most importantly, make the queen a slave.
So why is there always a Valkyrie, a queen, and a noble lady who are ravaged at will like pigs in the *** of the island country? This satisfies the filthy hearts of a large number of men.
Xu Qingying, a woman like the glory of eternity, only the top of the pyramid can have a chance to gain her favor, and the best way for us to get her is to dream, to press her under her in a dream is a kind of ****** victory after suppression and distortion, I have a dream with my ability, why should I refuse?
That's probably what I thought at the time.
I found that men are quite greedy creatures, they will never be satisfied with the beauty they have obtained, I also think that I am quite shameless, what I say is that it is enough for me to have Su Rong and Qin Wan, but in fact, I not only have thoughts about Yan Yu'er, but even Xu Qingying, no, wait, it can be said that my feelings for Xu Qingying are even more excessive than my feelings for Yan Yu'er, if Xu Qingying seduced me, maybe her body is now full of viscous white liquid.
And Xu Qingying seems to have lured wolves into the room again and again?
Letting me sleep in her bed seemed to be an obvious sexual suggestion, and of course, there was also the possibility that she felt that I was not a threat at all, like a harmless little animal, and that she had absolute control over herself.
I think the latter is very likely, just like a sister to a younger brother, which big sister do you say knows that this brother actually has a heart to sleep with her? Let him sleep in his own bed and sleep comfortably, which is a kind of maternal thoughtfulness.
Xu Qingying also said that she was cultivating and supporting me, although there were still doubts, but I inexplicably had an indescribable deep sense of shame and guilt towards Xu Qingying.
How do you say, Sister Ying, in fact, I want to snap you when I dream and when I don't dream? I think Xu Qingying might be able to parachute me from the 36th floor to the ground with one kick.
The more I thought about this kind of question, the more I actually had a bizarre and ambiguous pleasure, and I even wanted to play a prank on Xu Qingying's bed.
Reason almost collapsed at this moment, but fortunately, stabilized, I patted my face, sober up, stupid! Sleep well, you should feel honored that people will hand over your back to you without any scruples, and not think about following her back into XX!
Because of this, I stopped thinking and went to a normal sleep.
Afternoon sleep is the most estranged, falling asleep in the sun, waking up empty, time passes, the shadows begin to tilt, you can feel an inexplicable emptiness, because you can see, time slips through your fingers and your bedside.
But for me, such time is too much, and the time of youth, if not squandered, would be meaningless. I put on my original suit, the one prepared by Xu Qingying is still too exquisite, the newly ironed Armani, I think about it or hang it up, the suit my wife bought is already very good and close-fitting.
And after such a long, unburdened sleep, my original filthy thoughts seemed to fall into a deep sleep.
I rinsed my mouth, washed my face, gently pushed open the door of the suite, and was about to clean up my mood to say hello to Xu Qingying, when I found that she was actually lying on her huge desk and falling asleep.
Xu Qingying's appearance at this time is really gentle and cute, why don't I always observe Xu Qingying carefully and deliberately, because her beauty has been seen for a long time, like drugs, she will be addicted, why does Xu Qingying have so many faith fans?
Only when you are obsessed with a person or thing to a point, you will have a sense of belonging and belief in it, for me it is DOTA, for them, it is Xu Qingying, they see too many things in Xu Qingying that they may not be able to touch in this life.
Isn't that delicate Qiong nose a peerless treasure? The gently pursed red lips, isn't it the spring March of birds singing and flowers? The cheeks that are slightly powdered, isn't it Qionglou Yuyu on the ice field?
The most important thing is that when Xu Qingying was sleeping, she looked very well-behaved, lying on the table with a little restraint, her legs were tight, and her eyelashes trembled slightly, as if it was because she was a little cold?
"Hmm." She shook her little head slightly, her temples hung down, and the pitch-black mink fur that covered her body also fell off, and the tight-fitting black sweater she was wearing inside seemed to be, open-chested?
Wait, open chest??
it? Are you sure? Xu Qingying is wearing, an open-chested sweater??
The open-breasted sweater is a typical illusion from the second dimension, subtle but not debauched, elegant but with charm of typical clothing, his most glorious mission is to make the somewhat obscure ideas of the dead house into reality...
I can't really see it, but when I look at it from the side, it does reveal the snow white on my chest, but this sweater it played a hooligan on me, not the complete kind, just faintly revealing a little trace, so a little groove, shouldn't a normal open-chested sweater show half a white rabbit?
But it's just a little bit of snow white, which looks quite dazzling in the pure black system, and the gap created by the sleeping position is enough for me to swallow.
What can we see?
Beyond the hills, isn't it the Pure Land of Bliss where even the gods and Buddhas will be tempted?
The little red, which makes people want to hold it in their mouths day and night, the cherry-like delicate heartbeat, isn't it the most shining red gem on the goddess's laurels?