Chapter 35 Leng senior, don't!

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"Cold senior, calm, calm. The wound on Lei Qing's shoulder was in intense pain, but he was more panicked in his heart. It's not that he's a saint and doesn't like women. Actually, from the bottom of my heart. He still longs for something to have fun with this goddess-like sword master.

However, Lei Qing was still sensible at this time. Once this kind of thing happens, there will be huge after-effects. Let's not say that she can't figure out Leng Yuewu's spleen surname at all, in case something happens, she regrets it a lot. For the sake of her status and reputation, what should she do if she kills someone?

Although he is a descendant of the hereditary earl family of the Tianlan Empire, this identity may make Leng Yuewu jealous when the Lei family is at its peak. But now, I'm afraid there is no deterrent effect on her. The Moon Han Palace is really a very powerful force, and even the emperor of the Tianlan Empire may be polite when he sees her.

In her eyes, she is purely an inconspicuous little person, and she can kill if she says kill. Not to mention that no one knows, even if someone knows, what if Lei Qing doesn't want to have a night of fun with her, and then die in the Tianji Mountain Range, a remote place that no one knows. The cold moon dance is beautiful and beautiful, and the goddess is the goddess. But there are more beautiful women in the world, and Lei Qing hasn't enjoyed life very much, so he doesn't want to kill himself.

But at this time, the Cold Moon Dance, the willpower that had been struggling to suppress the silver poison, had been completely destroyed under Lei Qing's unintentional teasing. The surname of the medicine of the Seven Emotions and Joy was already in the midst of her willpower defense, which quickly flowed down the blood to her whole body and was completely lost.

It can make the thief saint Situ Nan proud, and dare to show it on Leng Yue Wu, and is sure that she will not be able to bear the surname of medicine, how fierce is it? What reason, what scruples, all have been thrown out of the sky. At this time, her will has been completely dominated by the surging ** like a tide.

Although in the midst of Lei Qing's shouting, her eyes temporarily returned to a touch of clarity, and she was a little ashamed. But in an instant, it was engulfed by the boundless fierceness. Although at this moment, she has not yet reached the level of what Situ Nan said when she was obscene, but she is not far away.

The veil covered by the cold moon dance drifted away with the wind of a mountain stream. And she was as beautiful and delicate as a fairy, but her cheeks were red. The pair of starry eyes that were once as vast as the sea are now full of fanatical and naked ~ naked ~ naked **. This is diametrically opposed to her usual fairy-like temperament.

After giving up suppression and control, the cold fighting qi of her holy order recovered a lot, while Lei Qing was struggling. Leng Yue Wusuo turned over and pressed him underneath. She completely lost her mind, completely driven by instinct, and just pursued the taste of Lei Qing's male surname.

Poor Lei Qing, because he was going to act just now, his upper body had been stripped naked. And the cold moon dance is also disheveled. The two of them grinded together, and the **, which had also been suppressed for a long time, began to ignite in his heart. Especially recently, after Zuo Qianqian got a tiger whip, she made soup for Lei Qing several times to drink. It has been a period of time for him, and he can't sleep at night because of **erection.

Leng Yuewu herself is a rare stunning beauty in the world, and under the tearing, the white dress that has been half-covered and half-concealed shows her delicate and perfect delicate body.

Wandering eyes, confused feelings. She began to be clumsy, but it was unusually hot and scratched Lei Qing's body, and the tip of her tongue was on Lei Qing's strong, but scarred body, wandering away as if nothing was there.

While letting Lei Qing lower his voice and roar deeply, he secretly smiled bitterly in his heart, how did Situ Nan's obscene guy mix up this seven emotions and dispersal? This medicinal power is really fierce and domineering enough. Think about it, Leng Yuewu is such a fairy-like character who is floating out of the dust, cold and glamorous, and can only look up to the unplayable. Under this kind of medicinal power, it can be prompted to produce such a hot silver ~ desire, like a silver woman who has not met nectar for a long time~

At this time, Lei Qing was extremely contradictory in his heart. That is, it is full of strong **, pushing the boat along the water, and the cold moon dance, the fairy in the world, the cold ice sword saint to have a joy of fish and water. However, Lei Qing was worried that he would not be able to bear the consequences.

Tear pull~

Leng Yuewu untied Lei Qing's pants "hairy", but maybe she was really unfamiliar with the structure of men's leather pants. Under the fire of his heart, he directly used violence, forcefully even pants and obscene pants, and torn them violently with slender jade hands.

"Leng senior, don't~" Lei Qing was pressed hard by her, and she couldn't move. With a shocked expression, he could only watch her ride down slowly, and screamed very weakly.

"Well, huh!~" Maybe it's pain, maybe it's something else. Leng Yuewu's brows furrowed deeply on her cold and charming face. However, then waves struck. Let her pretty face like a goddess change like a demon girl.

"Roar!" Lei Qing's face was also flushed, and he finally couldn't control it, and secretly screamed in his heart, let's die. A little person like himself, in this life, has such an opportunity to go to Wushan with an existence like Leng Yuewu, who is so high that he usually can't even look up, and it's worth dying.

Driven by violent desires, Lei Qing didn't even seem to have a painful wound. The backhand tightly wrapped around her thin willow waist and thrust upward.

"Huh~" From the depths of Leng Yuewu's throat, a deeply suppressed moan erupted.

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A fierce battle that lasted for a long, long time. At the beginning, it was Leng Yuewu who took the initiative, but after completely provoking Lei Qing's **, Leng Yuewu finally tasted the bitterness. Lei Qing has been a gentleman since he was a child, and he is handsome and decent, and he has been involved in this way since he was fifteen years old. So far, five or six years ago, the experience and experience in this area is far beyond the experience in martial arts and kendo.

And Leng Yuewu relied on medicine and instinct at the beginning, and behaved more fiercely. But after less than half a pillar of incense, it was all at the mercy of Lei Qing. Crazy and daunting, Lei Qing felt that when she sobered up, she was likely to kill herself with a sword, so the surname Suo enjoyed all the techniques she knew.

Poor Leng Yue Wu, in the way of fighting skills, her experience and level are more than enough to be Lei Qing's ancestor. However, in terms of the way and skills of men and women, they are not even Lei Qing's disciples and grandchildren. With his still outstanding talent and experience, Lei Qing sent her to the cloud of bliss again and again.

However, I don't know if the surname is too strong. Or is it because of the surname of the Cold Moon Dance itself and the cultivation of the Moon Cold Divine Skill, the surname and the seven emotions and six desires have been suppressed too much. Once the levee bursts, it will be like a flash flood, and it will be out of control.

From this, to the second half. Although the Cold Moon Dance did not reach the point of being blue, it was also because Lei Qing began to fight back after a large amount of physical exhaustion. At this time, the strength of the Holy Rank powerhouse was also displayed, and the breath was long and undulating. No matter how fierce the battle is, the more you fight, the more courageous you become, and you don't see half of the tiredness. Looking at that posture, it seems that Lei Qing will not be evacuated and vow not to give up.

More than an hour later, Rao is a bronze high-level fighting spirit powerhouse like Lei Qing, and such a strong young talent is also unbearable. Looking at Leng Yuewu lying on top of her, still charming and charming, and more and more energetic, she couldn't cry and laugh in her heart, Leng Yuewu, this aunt, is she an ice fairy or a sperm-sucking queen? This has been done four times, and she can't solve the silver poison on her body?

After another time. After Leng Yuewu finally let out a long hiss, she lay on Lei Qing's body and didn't move anymore, only gasping softly with a vague breath. Lei Qing breathed a sigh of relief, secretly thinking, it was finally over. I remember that when I was eighteen years old, the pretty widow who had dealt with the Baron of York's house for three years had no such difficulty.

But unexpectedly, after a short time, Leng Yuewu's perfect delicate body began to tremble again. Lei Qing was horrified in his heart, and began to beg for mercy, and shouted angrily: "Senior Leng, don't." I'm not going to be able to do it anymore, if you're not satisfied, why don't we make an appointment instead?"

Leng Yuewu slowly raised her head, and what entered Lei Qing's eyes was her pair of cold and murderous eyes. Lei Qing understood, and suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and secretly screamed.

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