Mandarin Duck (1) (191)

In July, the weather is still very hot during the day, and the temperature drops at night.

The moonlight dissolves like water on the surface of the river and reflects each other, with a few faint white floating clouds as a sieve to leak the twinkling stars to kiss the slightly rippling river, and a quiet color like wine brews under the cover of night, as long as people who know romance take a sip will be intoxicated by its mellow fragrance.

Liu Xingmei picked up the water and splashed him when Tao Zhenkun was about to approach, Tao Zhenkun also attacked, and it was violent, and for a while, the shining water in the river was like a brilliant firework flying and splashing.

Two strings of laughter intertwined and layered.

After a while, Liu Xingmei was outnumbered at the speed of the water, and finally covered her face with her hands and waited to die.

Raising her hands in surrender, she became his captive.

Tao Zhenkun, who knows how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, will treat her preferentially.

He pulled her hand away and wiped the water-stained face.

Then, they all hugged each other silently, feeling the warmth given by each other in silence. In this moment, it is as if time is about to freeze, and the picture of eternity is concluded.

No matter how many unsatisfactory sufferings there are in the day, as long as you can have love, you can increase the strength to face and resist, isn't it?

There seem to be many words hidden in the hearts of the husband and wife, but at this time everything is silent, and the intimate gesture can make the verbal comfort seem very weak.

When Tao Zhenkun suddenly felt Liu Xingmei's body tremble, he asked softly, "What's wrong?" ”

"It's like a naughty fish hitting my ass."

"This lustful fish dares to tease my wife, I have to let you get out of the oil pot when I catch you!"

Liu Xingmei smiled and asked, "How do you know that this fish is lustful?" ”

"Then why doesn't it hit me? It can be concluded that it is a male fish. ”

Liu Xingmei burst out laughing and said, "I didn't expect you to have this strange idea!" ”

"I solemnly warn you to pay attention."

"What?"

"It's better to clamp your legs tighter."

"Why?"

"If I'm not defending, you have to be careful that fish takes advantage of it, then it is infringing on my power!"

"You're so bad!"

Liu Xingmei, who suddenly realized, shyly sighed, and then beat his strong chest with a pair of pink fists.

Tao Zhenkun grabbed the jade wrist with a grappling technique, and when he returned to the Huaihui area, he hugged the graceful body into his arms, and he rubbed the smooth back in the water with his hands.

Liu Xingmei was wiping each other in the same way.

"Meizi, there is a sentence in a poem that says it, yes-yes-only envy ——?"

"'Only envy mandarin ducks, not immortals'!"

"Then we will be the mandarin ducks playing in the water, so that we don't have to be immortals."

"That's what you can't get, if you get the opportunity to be a god, you can't leave me behind!"

"Leaving you is equivalent to giving up the woman I like to someone else, how could I be willing to give it up?!"

The vows in love words always give people a feeling of sweetness and happiness.

"That—no matter what the future holds, we'll never be separated."

"Never separate!"

Tao Zhenkun said and slid down her forehead in a kissing manner, past her nose and lips, through her delicate neck and towering breasts, and slid down between her chest grooves, and took a deep breath to plunge her head into the water.

"What are you doing here?"

"I'm going to learn from that fish!"

"You-"

Tao Zhenkun took a deep breath and held it, and the whole person dived into the water, his mouth slid over the flat lower abdomen, and then only stayed on those legs.

This action brought Liu Xingmei a tremor all over her body.

When Tao Zhenkun surfaced in the same way, he greedily caught it on that chest.

Liu Xingmei did not reject this way of expressing intimacy.

Then, Tao Zhenkun began to kiss the petal-like lips almost frantically and greedily.

At this time, Liu Xingmei noticed that there was something in the water, like the fish just now, colliding with her abdomen.

Her hand involuntarily reached for the object.

Tao Zhenkun asked, "How many days have we not been intimate?"

Liu Xingmei said: "It's been a few days, since you have been with your mother at night, you have to be intimate and sneaky like a thief, and you have to go to the East House after you are done!"

Next, neither of them spoke, and the gestures represented language. But the result obtained in the process of trying affection was very awkward, and it seemed that there was no way to explore it in every way, and in the lingering twisting dance, Liu Xingmei accidentally drank a sip of water. This made her frustrated with it.

"No way!" She was going to give up.

But Tao Zhenkun is still persistent in his efforts.

"You'd better save some energy and wait to go back!"

"Then your 'little brother' will be unhappy!"

Tao Zhenkun said and picked her up from the river, and slowly walked to the other side. When she went ashore, she put Liu Xingmei in a green grass, and turned her body so that her buttocks were cocked. Liu Xingmei lowered her head and made her loose hair flutter, and the tips of her wet and dripping hair were sweeping something on the ground like a broom.

She endured and supported this position with all her perseverance, but she still didn't stick to it in exhaustion, and fell to the ground as if she was exhausted and paralyzed—

At this time, Tao Zhenkun completely forgot what had just made him heartbroken. Perhaps, ** is a good medicine that can treat grief for a short time.

This longing and longing process is simply a performance, and Black Tiger is the only audience who is fortunate enough to enjoy this wonderful scene. Perhaps, not only it, but the two conspiratorial fellows, Mosquito and Midge, took advantage of the insidious man and woman who were so oblivious to their passions to sneak up on them, sucking the insignificant blood on the bare skin, and giving the itchy bumps as a small punishment.

The black tiger squatted on the opposite shore and watched the various performances of the two, so that it couldn't understand but it would feel strange, but I wonder if it could recall its "erotic encounters"? At least the deflated yellow dog it met at Rong Fanhui's house is an example, and I don't know if it found out whether it was the same sex or the opposite sex, if it was a "beauty" with a thin waist of willow, would it have a heart-pounding feeling? If so, is it fair to it that it is not free to "fall in love" under the confinement of human beings? That's the difference between humans and animals! In fact, the fate of any animal in nature is tragic as long as it is in the hands of humans! If the owner cares for it, then it can be considered lucky and blessed, and it will not be abandoned by abuse.