Yinling was dizzy, and her slender white legs were obediently entangled.

There is an eternal fire in Hou Qing's heart.

It can't be burned out.

The scorching temperature advanced suddenly

Suddenly.

The man's face changed.

Yinling also paused, looked at the man with a dark face on his body in a daze, and laughed out loud.

"Hahahahaha... Qingqing, you haha..."

No wonder I didn't get in touch with her before.

It turns out that it really doesn't work!

"Haha hiccup~"

As Hou Qing looked at the woman under him, the smiling branches trembled, and her dark pupils were condensed.

There was a scarlet ring of light around the pupils, seeping through like blood.

Laughing and laughing.

Yinling paused.

I don't understand why the other party is looking at her like this.

Didn't you just not go in?

Shouldn't you be angry and want to strangle her and kill her?

As soon as this thought flashed through Yinling's mind, a cold light flashed in front of her.

"Poof"

The sound of sharp weapons entering flesh sounded.

Yinling only felt a few wet marks on her face.

She froze.

There was horror and disbelief in his eyes.

The big guy committed suicide?!

No.

Wait, my mother's little sweetness!

Yinling panicked, his palm was containing demonic power, and he wanted to heal his wounds for Sui Hou Qing.

Unexpectedly, the man's wound healed by itself.

And then

The black hair on the man's head turned white at a rate visible to the naked eye.

The eyes were red and about to drip blood, and the red mole behind the tail of the oblique sword eyebrows emitted a strange halo.

The originally handsome face has become more three-dimensional and profound.

Gray hair is slightly covered.

Arrogant and evil.

Obsession flashed in Yinling's eyes, and the next second.

The pain of the tear hits.

"Ahh It hurts. ”

Yinling's tears burst out at once.

The whole person seemed to be torn into two pieces in pain.

She couldn't stand it and stretched out her hand, and pushed Hou Qing hard.

Who knows, the other party felt her action, and suddenly became difficult, and the heat became wanton and crazy.

Yinling's limbs trembled in pain, and sweat was leaking from her body.

The pain subsided.

A tingling sensation hits the scalp.

Yinling blinked, opened her sense of smell, and instantly the alluring sweet fragrance of the soul hit.

The obsession in her eyes deepened, and she reached out to push the person away, then turned over and sat down.

Entanglement, the most important intimate touch.

The water is rippling and lapping on the rickety boat.

Yinling narrowed her eyes, a hint of satisfaction flashing in her eyes.

Her demonic powers have recovered a lot.

It's not as good as it was before, but it won't take long for you to have more.

The spring breeze blows, and the skin does not touch each other, driving the stimulation that makes people feel so comfortable that the hair stands up.

Hou Qing's red eyes exuded an astonishing light.

Yinling looked at the man who was anti-guest again, and the corners of his mouth hooked evilly.

"Qingqing, you're awesome."

Hearing this, the man on his body suddenly felt as if he was greatly encouraged.

The action is more ferocious and wilder.

The pubic bones are counteracted.

Desperately entangled.

One night, the spring joy is endless.

……

Another spring.

The peach blossoms are in full bloom and the apricot blossoms are fluttering.

A four-year-old boy sits on a tree and plays with flowers.

Because of his pulling, the petals scattered like rain.

The woman in red sleeping on the recliner below was obediently nestled in the arms of the man in white.

"Mother, hug."

The boy sitting on the tree, with his little white and fat face, shouted softly.

When the man heard this, he opened his eyes at once, and looked at the boy gloomily as if a beast had been disturbed by his sleep.

The boy was startled, and cried with a deflated mouth: "Woo Woo Niang, Daddy bullies the baby..."

Yinling was awakened, looked at the two fathers and sons who were staring dryly, and couldn't help but smile helplessly: "The baby doesn't cry, my mother will take you down." ”

The beautiful woman stood under the tree, smiled and gently reached out to catch the boy, at this moment...

Apricot blossoms rain.

With Hou Qing's heart, a strange wave of satisfaction rose.

Although this little guy is not his child with the baby.

But, didn't it win a smile from a beautiful woman? Fupin Chinese