The lights in the room went out suddenly, Zhou Xuan's eyes had not yet adapted to the dimness, the ghost-faced woman Pan Qi'er had already been entangled, her fragrant tongue was half spitting, diligently, tiptoe forward step by step, two warped breasts pressed against Zhou Xuan's chest, the trembling elasticity squeezed Zhou Xuan back to the brocade couch, leaned forward, Zhou Xuan's legs touched the edge of the couch, he couldn't stand on it, he looked up to the sky and fell again, the ghost-faced woman pressed on him, asked for a kiss diligently, and couldn't help touching Zhou Xuan's cheeks and neck with both hands, and couldn't put it down.

"It's been pushed backwards again!"

Zhou Xuan decided to fight up, twisted the wolf's waist, pressed the ghost-faced woman under him, raised his head and smiled: "How can I make you powerful again and again, this time I will show my strength." Reaching out and unbuttoning her flap, his fingers caressing the edges of the plump mound through the two layers of clothing, what are two huge ripe fruits, the clothes are half-dissolved, the hot fragrance is overflowing, and the dark room is full of the smell of *.

Zhou Xuan pays attention to mood, pays attention to foreplay, and has to rub and tease when he undresses, but the ghost-faced woman has a very different style, not lying there obediently and letting Zhou Xuan untie her wide clothes, and reaching out to untie Zhou Xuan's robe, and it is very refreshing, three times five divided by two to peel off Zhou Xuan's robe, the robe is a small coat and pants, Zhou Xuan has no underwear to wear now, the dragon stretched, prematurely strong, and was played with by a pair of warm jade hands, and became more and more high-spirited.

Zhou Xuan felt that he was lagging behind, so he would catch up, and he didn't go to the complicated button-down belts of Shanha's women's clothes, and his hands touched the flesh from the lower edge of the shirt, up, up, climbing, holding, wow. Clotted soufflé, smooth and plump, Zhou Xuan's hands are not small, but they can only barely grasp it, rubbing their palms, ** into the bones.

The ghost-faced woman's clothes were already **, but now she squeezed into two big hands, and her clothes were almost torn, and she was doing it in such a small and urgent place. I just feel that there is cheese like milk meat everywhere, which is really interesting.

There was a soft sound of "click", a tripper was broken and splashed, the hands under the shirt were even busier, the bandeau had been pushed up, and a big mouth came over and contained-

"Hmm-" The ghost-faced woman let out a *bone-eroding **, and the hand holding Zhou Xuan's vital hand moved more and more violently, and at the same time, her waist twisted and her hips rubbed. Jun craves deeper caresses.

Zhou Xuan raised his head, gently lifted the tight tube skirt of the ghost-faced woman, and whispered: "Pan Qi'er——"

didn't answer, just raised her hips slightly, so that Zhou Xuan could untie her belt and remove her obscene pants.

With his legs bare, Zhou Xuan rubbed his * tender skin, it was really slippery, and praised: "Qi'er, your legs are so beautiful, slender, and the flesh and bones are even." It's no worse than your great patriarch, and your great patriarch has long legs—"

When Zhou Xuan said this, he obviously felt that the muscles of those two beautiful legs were tense, so he stroked it and smiled: "What are you doing so tightly!" I can't see you have such long legs, and wait until I light the lamp to appreciate it. Then he got out of bed and went to light the lamp.

The ghost-faced woman's legs were spread and wrapped around Zhou Xuan's waist. Hooked Zhou Xuan's neck with both hands. He whispered a word: "Come-"

Zhou Xuan smiled, this ghost-faced woman only indulges in the dark, she is shy when the light is on, don't be busy first, and then linger with her tomorrow morning, the days are long, and she will not always grope in the dark like this.

The ghost-faced woman's clothes have not yet been fully undressed, and the tube skirt is still lifted up at the waist. In this way, Zhou Xuan resisted the vital point. Like a fish on a chopping board, writhing and struggling. At the mercy of others, the coquettish posture is difficult to describe.

The flowers bloom and the water is strong, the piano and flute are played again, and the plum blossoms are three lanes.

Zhou Xuan was satisfied, extremely happy, caressing the sweaty body of the ghost-faced woman and talking, but the woman did not answer, at most she only said "uh-huh" twice at the bottom of her throat.

Zhou Xuanzheng was tired from the battle and fell asleep, but his hands held the ghost-faced woman tightly in his arms.

In the second half of the night, there were two soft sounds of "click" outside the door, and Pan Qi'er, the ghost-faced woman who was sleeping with Zhou Xuan's neck hugging, moved, gently broke free from Zhou Xuan's arms, and sat on the brocade couch for a long time.

A ray of moonlight penetrated through the window and reflected on her pale skin, long and scattered, as beautiful as a charm.

The ghost-faced woman quietly looked at the sleeping Zhou Xuan, leaned over and kissed Zhou Xuan's thick eyebrows, then sat up straight, dressed and laced, tiptoed to bed, walked a few steps, and then stepped back and kissed Zhou Xuan on the lips, sighed faintly, and drifted out of the door like the wind.

Zhou Xuan was shocked in his sleep, sat up and shouted, "Qi'er, where are you going?" ”

The ghost-faced woman went and returned, took off her shoes and went to bed, got into the quilt, and committed herself to Zhou Xuan's arms.

Zhou Xuan touched it and said with a smile: "Why are you dressed so well, you have to take it off later." The hand naturally reached into the lower edge of the ghost-faced woman's clothes, and when she held it, the ghost-faced woman's body stiffened.

Zhou Xuanteng lifted the quilt and sat up, got out of bed and lit the jade lamp, saw that the door was hidden, opened it and looked out, the faint moonlight paved the ground, there was no one in the courtyard, and walked back to see the woman on the couch, her head full of green silk scattered on the snow-white pillow scarf, her eyes were closed, her face was flushed to her neck, and the dance mask rested on the pillow.

Zhou Xuan is so strange, this is clearly that Pan Qi'er, why does it feel wrong?

Zhou Xuan went to the bed again, closed his eyes and reached out to grope Pan Qi's chest, the Pan Qi'er didn't dare to move, let Zhou Xuan touch and pinch again.

Although it seems to be a little smaller, the difference is not very big, Zhou Xuan didn't dare to be too sure, and lifted Pan Qi'er's tube skirt again, rubbing her legs, Pan Qi'er trembled all over, and her breath was short, but she didn't dare to move a little, so Zhou Xuan let her legs apart and put them together, put them on her arms and shoulders-

Zhou Xuan stroked Pan Qi'er's beautiful legs, from calves to knees, and then to thighs, and finally determined that this Pan Qi'er in front of him was not the woman he had just fallen in love with, *maybe* It would swell a little more when it was excited, but it was impossible for the legs to be short and long, Pan Qi'er's legs were also very well-proportioned and beautiful, but compared with the woman in Fangcai, it was about an inch shorter, Zhou Xuan had measured it with his crossed hands, his height was similar, and his legs were an inch longer, which looked very different.

"Who the hell are you? Why lie to me? ”

Zhou Xuan sat cross-legged on the couch with his robe draped and began to try the case.

Pan Qi'er's eyes widened in surprise, her lips trembled, she squeezed out a smile, and said, "County Prince, I-I'm Pan Qi'er." ”

Zhou Xuan said: "I know you are Pan Qi'er, but who is the woman who shared the bed with me just now?" ”

Pan Qi'er's face changed color, and she smiled forcefully: "It's me, I, I got up and went to relieve it just now." ”

Zhou Xuan's face became more and more stern: "Why do you want to deceive me?" Is it a conspiracy of your Panshi Shanha to deal with me? ”

"No, no." Pan Qi'er panicked, got up from the quilt and knelt in front of Zhou Xuan: "County Prince, our great patriarch has no malice, no malice!" ”

The corners of Zhou Xuan's mouth pulled into a smile, and he quickly pursed it away, and said, "You mean that the woman is your great patriarch?" ”

"No, no, I didn't say that." Pan Qi'er flatly denied it.

Zhou Xuan said sharply: "Who is that?" ”

Pan Qi'er didn't answer.

Zhou Xuan said: "I am a dignified county man, and I was allowed to change you Shanha women in the bedroom, who did I think of?" I used to have a very good impression of you Pan's Shanha, and I intended to support Panyujiao as the leader of the four surnames of Shanha, but you treat me like this, which really hurts me. ”

"No, no, the county prince misunderstood, we have no intention of belittling the county prince!" Pan Qi'er's tears were about to come out. Zhou Xuan said: "Then why don't you say who the woman was before?" I'll tell you the truth, you're a lot smaller than the previous one, just touch it. ”

Pan Qi'er saw Zhou Xuan's eyes looking at her chest, her originally anxious white face turned red again, she was speechless, gritted her teeth, and said: "Don't hide it from the county prince, the previous one is indeed the patriarch of my family, please don't make a noise." ”

Zhou Xuan asked: "That time in Xiapu Cottage, it was also the patriarch of Panda, right?" ”

Pan Qi'er nodded.

Zhou Xuan looked up stupidly, thinking of Pan Yujiao's star-like bright eyes, thin waist and long legs, extremely moving, and extremely hearty personality, walking along the way, without showing any ambiguous traces, how could he have thought that he had already had a pillow with him? I couldn't help but feel warm in my heart, and I wanted to hug Pan Yujiao and make love, and asked: "Since the patriarch of Panda loves me, to put it bluntly, I am not the kind of person who rejects people thousands of miles away, why do I hide it again and again?" ”

Pan Qi'er wanted to speak and stopped.

Zhou Xuan said: "Then there is still a conspiracy!" ”

Pan Qi'er said in her heart: "You Han people are used to intriguing, and you think there is a conspiracy without thinking about something, and the patriarch of my family has given you his body, what kind of conspiracy can there be, really!" He had to explain: "There is no conspiracy, there is no conspiracy." ”

Zhou Xuan said: "I'm going to ask your great patriarch in person—"

Pan Qi'er hurriedly grabbed and said, "Don't go, our great patriarch won't admit it." ”

Zhou Xuan was shocked: "How can the patriarch of Panda abandon it like this and be irresponsible? I'm going to have to ask. ”

Pan Qi'er knelt on the ground, tightly pulled Zhou Xuan's robe, and begged: "County Prince, don't make a noise, otherwise it will be very unfavorable to the County Princess, and the patriarch of my family." ”

Zhou Xuan really couldn't understand why it would be bad for both parties to speak out? What is Pan Yujiao's mind? Why did you use the name of Pan Qi'er to cheat with him? As for it, Pan Yujiao herself is not married, so she can blatantly rejoice with him, does Pan Yujiao think this is more exciting?

Zhou Xuan said: "I don't make a noise, but I have to talk to the patriarch of Panda, I don't like to be deceived." ”

Pan Qi'er had no choice but to say: "Okay, I'll take the county prince to go, and let the patriarch of my family tell you some things personally." ”