A dilapidated hut, with only an oil lamp and a bed left.

The papier-mâché windows flickered in the flickering light, but the vivid scene in the couch made the unsightly room vibrant.

Dong Qiuxu pressed Du Shaoran under him for the first time, his face had uncontrollable affection, his flickering brown eyes stared at Du Shaoran, who was expecting him, and then lowered his head and kissed it affectionately.

Du Shaoran responded to him very cooperatively, although he always got to him, but the satisfaction in his heart was indescribable.

The so-called love in the depths of nature will not hurt.

So no matter how impulsive he is, Dong Qiuxu also thinks that on the day when Du Shaoran is willing, he likes the appearance of Leng Qing, likes her to look at him affectionately, and prefers her to be under him, j, c.

He gave her all his love, but did not give her the last impulse.

Sweating profusely and suppressing the infinite thirst and hope in the depths of my heart, outside... Throwing away his armor, although Dong Qiuxu was unwilling to end like this, he was helpless, so he ruthlessly left the dissatisfied Du Shaoran and went to Fuyun.

came to the antidote, after such tossing and turning, it is estimated that she will sleep for three days and three nights.

Dong Qiu continued to come back with the antidote, and sat in front of the bed, his thin obscene clothes were loose, and with his somewhat messy hair, it had a unique charm.

"Come and eat, good!" He dragged Du Shaoran onto his lap and coaxed her to take the antidote.

Where does Du Shaoran know what it is, she probably doesn't know anything except desire and men now, anyway, sitting on his body, feeling his man's breath and hardness, she wants to entangle.

Dong Qiu continued to be helpless, took the key into his mouth, pressed her head and kissed it, and then gave her the key in his mouth, and then took the opportunity to take advantage of it again.

Du Shaoran still responded very well and well, and even her hands were still on Dong Qiuxu's body, and he let her come, after all, there are not many opportunities for this.

He longed for intimacy and affection between the two, and once again pressed her under him, and the raindrops of warmth swept over her whole body.

Du Shaoran is unbearable, Shen, Yin...

Dong Qiuxu sharpened the gun again, although it was only between her, but she was still satisfied.

I don't know how long the two of them have been tired, but they all fell asleep in a daze anyway.

The next day, Du Shaoran woke up, only to feel heavy, like a stone that had been moved overnight and couldn't turn over, especially the arms and legs were very painful, thinking that she raised her hand and looked at her arm, only to find that her clothes were gone, and her arms were still tied with gauze, and then she lifted the bedding, and it was really naked.

Du Shaoran was instantly furious, staring at the sweet Dong Qiuxu who was sleeping outside, kicked him out of bed, and then heard the sound of clanging and oops, and a man stood up with his head covered and rubbed his buttocks.

"Isn't it okay for a lady to murder her husband early in the morning?" Dong Qiu continued to see that she was in good spirits, and the pain on her body was instantly replaced by spoiling, and couldn't help but tease her.

"What did you do to me?" Du Shaoran questioned him with a crossbow face.

Dong Qiuxu had a relaxed expression, shrugged his shoulders and said, "Didn't you do anything?" You think too much, good, I'm tired, and I'll rest for a while. With that, he prepared to go to bed again.

"Why are you tired when you didn't do anything?" Du Shaoran asked rhetorically.

"Because I saved you, if I hadn't saved you, you would have been made into a corpse and dried!" Dong Qiu continued to speak, already getting into the quilt, burying his head and preparing to sleep.