The moon bends, and the bed squeaks and shakes. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info the fastest update of the vertex novel

The cold moonlight sprinkled on the floor, like hoarfrost, making the secluded hut even more secluded, but in this secluded atmosphere, there was a woman's low and suppressed moan, as if she was enduring some great pain, biting her thin lip, trying to suppress her voice.

But the impact of the man on his body was too violent, and in a short time, this suppressed pain had turned into a sad song like crying, mixed with a bit of hearty pleasure, Han Xiangjun was about to cry out if he was aggrieved, and he only felt that he seemed to have become bad, and he would call out such an obscene and embarrassing voice.

She bit the corner of her lip tightly, but the man on her body seemed to like her screams very much, constantly hitting desperately, the suppressed pain and the pleasure brought by the body, so that she finally couldn't help crying, but the man on the body seemed to be more and more excited, and the bed that hit was shaking gently.

Yue'er bent and seemed to hide quietly in the clouds because of shyness.

A plain white slender little hand stretched out from the bed tent, clutching the red silk hanging from the bed curtain, and under a storm, the rope buckle was torn off, revealing the face inside that was wet with sweat, the messy hair was scattered in front of the bed, and the white and pink skin was full of red marks left by the fingertips.

The man's figure is gentle and domineering, it seems that he is very nostalgic for the pair of slender legs, and he is attached to the reverie full of taboos when he was a child, and now it has really come true, with all kinds of love and tenderness, turning into the hottest impact and conquest.

Han Xiangjun had a feeling, he only felt that this person in his body seemed to be deliberately bullying himself, and it was the kind of bullying that made people shy, and he was panting in his ear and calling himself Senior Sister Han and calling himself Mr. Han, as if in his heart he was bullying himself as a teacher.

This made her cry even more shyly, bullying herself for most of the night, her body was as strong as a cow, trying all kinds of postures that made her shy, maybe because she couldn't bear it, maybe because she was reluctant, maybe because she was in love with the depths.

She blushed shyly, accepted his various requests, and tried shy things that she couldn't think of, but she didn't want to have no regrets in her heart, until the wind and rain stopped in the second half of the night, looking at the man who was already asleep because of exhaustion by the bed, Han Xiangjun actually took the initiative to raise his hand and hugged his solid waist, his eyes were full of intoxicating tenderness.

I hope I can hold you like this forever, always be by your side, and feel your temperature......

"I'm sorry!"

Han Xiangjun looked at the familiar side face in front of him, and felt a little regretful in his heart, so he hugged his waist tighter, at least he was satisfied at this time!

......

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When I woke up in the morning, the sun was already very bright, and a few birds perched on the branches in the yard were still chirping.

Xu Qingyun looked at the empty room, and had an illusion that it was like a dream, if it weren't for the green silk left on the pillow and the red plums blooming on the mattress, he might really feel that what happened last night was a dream for him, a dream that could not be reached.

"Are you awake?"

Until Han Xiangjun walked in with clear water, the elegant moon-white long skirt, the tall figure lined the slender legs, and the hip-length long hair fell down, making her look like a woman's gentleness, as gentle as water, but when she looked at Xu Qingyun, she couldn't help but hang her head a little shyly, and whispered: "Wash and prepare for dinner, I'll help you make the bed." ”

The little daughter-in-law who looked like her husband in a very good costume, Xu Qingyun's heart was warm, and he obediently ran to wash his face, and the cool water also made him more sober, but when he looked up, he happened to see Han Xiangjun who was making the bed with his back to him, leaning over the bed, with his round buttocks, like a peach picked by others.

Xu Qingyun couldn't help it, so many years of life like an ascetic, so that he tried ** for the first time last night, he became more and more obsessed with the ** in this bed tent, hugged Han Xiangjun's charming body from behind, and sniffed the unique fragrance of the woman's body on the tip of his nose, he only felt that his heart was about to jump out.

"What are you doing?" Han Xiangjun let him hug his face red, thinking about last night's **, two seductive flushes appeared on his cheeks, bit his thin lips, and said: "Quickly loosen it, in broad daylight, it would be bad if people saw it!"

It is said that men are animals who think in the lower half of their bodies, and when they are in love, Xu Qingyun is more and more fascinated, holding the warm and full body in his arms, only feeling that the lower abdomen is uncontrollable, and he is pressed against Han Xiangjun's round buttocks, with a bit of confusion in his eyes, and he said softly: "I like Teacher Han, day and night!"

"You're talking nonsense!"

Han Xiangjun deeply felt the firmness behind his buttocks, his pretty face was crimson, he was so ashamed and angry in his heart, he wanted to break free from his embrace, but he couldn't resist his strength, and finally the two fell directly on the bed, and I don't know whose hand it was, gently pulled the bed curtain, blocking the sun, only the beautiful spring color of the bed, which made people intoxicated.

Birds chirped outside the window, and the bed in the house swayed.

After chasing the butterflies, the sensible little girl lay down in front of the window, wanting to find Xu Qingyun's chatter, but the strange thing was that there was no one in the room, only the faint moaning sound, which came out intermittently from the bed curtain, which made her heart full of doubts.

Mingli is a psychic ancient sword, and her thoughts are only six or seven years old, especially after she returned from reforging, not only her power and aura have become a little stronger, but even her temperament is more lively than before.

But she couldn't find Xu Qingyun, but she was a little panicked, lest an accident happen, and it would be difficult for her to see Su Liuzhai's sister. I had to cautiously sneak in, and came to this bedroom with a voice, and the suppressed voice in the bed curtain seemed to be very painful, making the sensible little girl feel like a great enemy.

"Is there any danger?"

"It seems to be...... Sister Han's voice, what is Xu Qingyun doing? Could it be that the two are fighting?"

"It doesn't seem right!"

"Well, why is Sister Han crying?"

"Crying so aggrieved! Damn, it must be Xu Qingyun bullying Sister Han!"

"Sister Han is so good, you can't bear to bully her!"

"Don't bully Sister Han!"

......

The sensible little girl is jealous and hateful, and no one is allowed to bully Sister Han, even Xu Qingyun can't, she upholds justice, the ancient sword turns into a streamer, and directly picks up the bed curtain, revealing the fragrant scene inside.

"Ah, what are you doing!

ps,Ah,I'm ashamed.,I won't write like this in the future.,It's already the bottom line of my bottom line.,(To be continued.) )