Chapter 198: Ninth Uncle...... How much alcohol did you drink?

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The battle engine is standing there, bronzed. On the abdominal muscles, the water droplets slowly slide down, wide shoulders, tight waist and abdomen, narrow buttocks, and then ......

Qin quietly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his white little hand tightly grasped the edge of the door frame, and then said calmly, "Uncle Nine is in such a good figure......

After Qin quietly finished speaking, he couldn't wait to bite his tongue. Head, it's not brain water......

"Uncle Nine, you wash first, I'll wash it later!" After Qin quietly finished speaking, he turned around and was about to leave, his legs were weak.

Although, she is usually not taboo, she and Uncle Nine have also slept with her, and she has also seen and felt that thing......

However, this is different, now it is so intuitive and three-dimensional, and the lights are bright, let her see it, she is so ashamed......

"Come here, rub my back!" Zhan Qing opened his mouth in a hoarse voice when Qin Xian's feet were about to step out.

The deep voice exudes a hint of tension, but it is extraordinarily sexual. Feel.

Qin quietly was given there by Uncle Jiu's words, and his nails were tightly picking at his palms......

"Come here!" Zhan Qing looked at Qin quietly and said in a low voice again, this one in a tone of obvious command.

Qin Jing also knew that she had been making a lot of noise in the past few days, and Uncle Nine had also indulged her to a certain limit.

If she is disobedient again, she will definitely anger Uncle Nine completely, and then the consequences will be something she dare not think......

However, you said that you would go over and rub his back, this ......

Although Uncle Nine has a good figure, she can't look at it in vain, and she can't touch it in vain, but she is also ashamed.

Don't rub out a fire for Uncle Nine again, and directly knock yourself down, then the game will be completely over.

Just in Qin Ming's mind, when the two Xiao were fighting.

Zhan Qing opened his mouth again in a deep voice, "Quietly, come over and rub Uncle Jiu's back." ”

After listening to Uncle Jiu's words, Qin quietly automatically brought the sentence in his ear, "Quietly does not hurt......

Qin quietly exhaled a few breaths to calm his mood.

Qin quietly turned around and walked over, his eyes only looking at the upper half of Uncle Jiu's body, not daring to look down.

Qin quietly took down the bath towel from the shelf, and there was only one person between her and Uncle Jiu......

"Turn around......" Qin quietly said in a low voice while holding a bath towel in his hand.

There was obviously a tone of annoyance in this voice, muffled with grievances.

Zhan Qing glanced at Qin quietly deeply, turned around obediently, and supported himself on the tile wall with one hand.

The languid movements outline the back with graceful lines and tension.

Zhanqing's figure is amazing, every part is very well-proportioned, and it is impeccablely perfect.

Looking at Uncle Nine's back, Qin quietly bit her lip, she still remembered how many scars she scratched on Uncle Nine's back that night......

The seductive flush slowly climbed on her handsome face, and Qin Xian's mind was full of pictures of that night, crying and begging for slowness and lightness.

For the first time, it really hurt, and it hurt her to cry, but it stimulated Uncle Jiu, and he wanted it more and more ruthlessly......

Qin quietly put the gloves into the bath towel, but they didn't get wet, and they just rubbed them directly on Uncle Jiu's back......

Zhan Qing snorted, turned his head sideways and said to Qin quietly in a dumb voice, "Quietly, it's too dry, get wet!" ”

And after Zhan Qing finished saying this inadvertent, ambiguous word, in his deep eyes, there was a trapped beast that seemed to be about to break free.

At such a close distance, Qin quietly smelled the faint smell of wine, and Uncle Nine had drunk......

"Uncle Nine...... How much alcohol did you drink? Qin quietly took a step back and asked while biting his lip.