Chapter 163: Pan Jinlian's Style (1)
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Xu was waiting in the room for a long time, she was lying on her side on the soft couch, holding a book of poetry in her left hand, and her right hand was looking at it at random, but her mind was not on this book, Ximenqing suddenly pushed the door in, startled her, and the book of poetry in her hand fell to the ground.
Ximenqing shook his head, no wonder he had an extra sachet on the bed, no wonder Jue An suddenly slapped himself on the back, it turned out that it was for this reason, and he wanted to turn back and teach that guy a few words, but a wail came from the back of his head, which made him stand still.
"Brother Qing."
Pan Jinlian saw him coming, but he was leaving, so he shouted timidly, the tone seemed to be complaining and mourning, like a hooking little hand, brushing Ximenqing's heart, tickling his heart.
After struggling in the house all night, Pan Jinlian has been thinking about whether she wants to do this, after all, such a self-recommended pillow is too lewd, but if she doesn't use some means, the eldest lady will pass through the door, her current position is nothing, she is not as good as Chunmei's girl, not to mention that she and Ximen Qingji spoil her, just say that the second elder of Ximenda is her big backstage, as long as the new lady is not stupid, she will never tease her, but to please her everywhere.
But what about himself, to put it mildly, it is the wild girl brought back by Brother Qing, if the lady is kind, it is good, if you meet the jealous person, if you don't take advantage of the current use of some means, your fate can be imagined, it is good to be expelled from the house, Brother Qing is a hero, but the hero is also difficult to resist this pillow wind, she planted a few words, which official to give, then it is really speechless, only a thousand tears.
"Why are you here?" How did Ximen Qing know that Pan Jinlian still had such thoughts, his body paused, and he still didn't leave the house.
"Slave family...... The slave family came to serve Brother Qing to bathe. Pan Jinlian gritted her teeth and said, although her words were embarrassing, but since her temperament had been decided, she would simply let it go. Speaking of which, Pan Jinlian's beautiful eyes with spring seemed to be dripping out of whom, so she looked at Ximenqing directly, avoiding it or avoiding it.
Ximenqing coughed dryly and said that you should go back, but when the words came to his mouth, he said: "Then you will be tired." ”
"Brother Qing, this is really a blessing for the slave family." After getting Ximenqing's affirmation, Pan Jinlian's heart jumped, and she slowly moved Jinlian in front of Ximenqing.
Take a closer look, the golden lotus hairpin has two white plush, like dandelion flowers, wearing a light blue jacket, squeezing the small breasts and bulging, Ximen Qing wrapped around her waist that can be held.
"Don't be in a hurry, eat a few drinks with me first." hugged her and sat back on the soft couch, seeing the poetry that fell to the ground, Pan Jinlian had the heart to pick it up, but was stopped by Ximenqing, "I read the book all night, have you memorized a few poems?" ”
"The slave family is stupid, just idle to look through it, but I can't remember a few songs." Pan Jinlian was not embraced by Ximenqing, and fell into his arms, without any strength on her body.
"Can't remember? Or are you coaxing me? Ximen Qing laughed, took the hand that was originally held on her waist, and through the clothes, she leaned softly into a certain place, although Pan Jinlian had a similar experience last time, but her body still shook involuntarily, "How dare the slave family deceive Brother Qing." At the end of the voice, there was only half a mosquito left.
The soul-soothing little flesh was gently held by him, and the slippery and fragrant softness made Ximenqing's hand seem to suddenly open its pores, countless nerves jumped, and the wonderful taste that was extremely comfortable was only seen in his life.
"If you can't remember, you're punished." Only lightly exert force in his hand, knead the soft place at will, occasionally dial the bud, and usher in a burst of slight trembling, even though Ximenqing is not a veteran of the party, he can deal with Pan Jinlian, who has just opened his love and has never **, it is still more than enough, and he is not in a hurry to eat, anyway, the bureau where Juan sits, if there is anything, it is also blocked.
Looking down, I can only see the beauty as charming as a flower, revealing a touch of dan, half of the pretty face like white jade, her eyes are tightly closed, and her delicate red lips tremble slightly uneasily, although she has already given her body to Ximenqing in her heart, but now she is still nervous, her hands are tightly together, Ximenqing is through a thin veil, but she can feel that her body is trembling and her breathing is short.
Seeing this, Ximenqing couldn't bear it, his index finger hooked the white and tender chin and lifted it up, a good piece of carmine, opened his mouth and held it, savored it carefully, or contained, or bitten, Pan Jinlian already had the experience of the last time, although she still seemed a little flustered, but under the careful guidance of Ximenqing, she could also respond slightly.
Half a mouthful of rouge went down, Ximenqing was not satisfied with the status quo, and turned over and pressed her under him.
"Are you glad?" Ximenqing supported his body with one hand, and with the other hand, he was no longer satisfied with the twin peaks, and slid down.
Pan Jinlian closed her eyes tightly, 'hmm', and involuntarily went to stop the devil's claws with both hands, but unfortunately, where was Ximenqing's opponent, he was broken away with only a slight struggle.
Seeing her like this, Ximenqing chuckled, pressed her thighs hard, separated the jade branches that were originally together, and then held her crystal clear earlobes, and the heat filled her ears.
Pan Jinlian was even more embarrassed, and at some point, the hands that she had to resist were already wrapped around Ximenqing's shoulders.
"Would you like to?" He asked, "If you don't want to, I'll leave." Having said that, where did he have the intention of leaving, and his hand beside the valley had been rubbing for a long time, up and down, all the way.
Where did Pan Jinlian receive this, she made a few 'um' and 'um' sounds in her mouth, and her little face was tilted to one side, lest Ximenqing see that she was so yinluan.
Ximen Qing helped her up and patted her fragrant buttocks, "I just said, if you can't recite poems, you will be punished, so why don't you punish you, how about I eat a glass of wine?" ”
Pan Jinlian saw that Ximenqing's magic hand was not fiddling with herself, she breathed a sigh of relief, her apricot eyes opened slightly, leaned on Ximenqing's body, poked her hand out, held the wine glass in her hand, and held it on Ximenqing's lips.
Ximenqing raised his neck and said with a smile: "I don't eat you serve like this." ”
Pan Jinlian still doesn't know what Ximen Qing means, although she has never been Fengyue, but this kind of thing has also been heard by others, especially since she is Mrs. Lin's confidant, sometimes when the Lin family and Wang Zhao Xuan Yunyu were served, they have served in the outhouse, and they have seen it like this.
The jade cup moved to his mouth, and he ate half a cup of wine in one gulp, held it in his mouth, and never swallowed it, only opened his lips and teeth slightly, and approached Ximenqing's mouth and nose......