Chapter Seventy-One: The Widow Is ...... monarch

"Hmm!" Fang Ruxi bit her lip and held back the voice she blurted out, the sensitivity of this body was beyond her imagination, his palm only crossed her skin, but it already made her tremble, her body seemed to have been opened up some strange mechanism, lust - there are signs of accumulation - ready to go.

Nangong Mingyu squinted her eyes, the big hand on her chest did not stop stroking, her fingers touched the ruddy dot, the corners of her mouth hooked a smile, she clamped it fiercely, and her lips left just right, Ye Fusang only felt that a burst of electricity came from her chest, hitting her brain directly, making her cry out uncontrollably.

"Hmm...... Hmmm......"

?“ Ruxi's voice is so good...... I still want to hear it......" Nangong Mingyu muttered, his fingers began to torture that point to his heart's content, Fang Ruxi was like a lamb on a nail at the moment, and he could only be slaughtered.

Fang Ruxi was furious: "Nangong Mingyu, widow ......, widow ......"

Nangong Mingyu's lips slowly moved to the pink ear that was staring at her, *****************************, and bit it lightly: "What about Ruxi?" ”

Fang Ruxi didn't know where the strength came from, so he pushed away the evil and evil Nangong Mingyu, and turned over: "Nangong Mingyu, the widow is ...... Monarch. ”

It is quite difficult for her to spit out this last word, because of the ****, Nangong Mingyu is so beautiful at the moment that she can't take her eyes off.

Nangong Mingyu looked at the person riding on him with a funny smile, and asked with an evil smile: "Ruxi, you are a king, what will you do?" ”

He endured his affection. Desire, he wanted to see what kind of unforgettable new her Ruxi would give him. Marriage. It. Night.

Fang Ruxi smiled charmingly, gave him a kiss first, untied his clothes with both hands, and thought about the sound in the rain one day, and his red lips lightly opened: "Nineteenth brother...... Yes! ”

Her nineteenth brother, the man under her was as fast as they could, and they had already switched positions.

"You...... Not. ”

"Ruxi, Ruxi, call again, call again." Nangong Mingyu kissed her neck domineeringly, with red lips, eagerly waiting for her to call again.

Fang Ruxi, who was sent by the ghosts and gods, called again: "Nineteenth brother......"

Although she didn't know why he liked her so much and called him Brother Nineteen, she believed that it must have something to do with the memories of the past, but she forgot it.

Fang Ruxi was a little apologetic, she forgot his childhood goodness, she only remembered a hazy dream, at this moment, she felt that it was really unfair to him.

This sound of the nineteenth elder brother pushed Nangong Mingyu's body to the highest point, the body was hot-blood-boiling-boiling, thirsty-looking and burning, as if there were countless water chestnuts struggling to release in his heart, and his muscles were as hard as stones.

"Hiss......" Nangong Mingyu was like a fierce cheetah at the moment, tearing open her red dress, showing her seductive and ************** in front of her.

"Ruxi, me. All right? Nangong Mingyu raised his head in a hoarse voice, looking at Fang Ruxi under him affectionately, on his forehead, low hot sweat, his eyes were full of fiery desire, he grabbed Fang Ruxi's hand, clasped it next to her head, and *************.

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The third watch was held on September 28