Chapter 133 Silver Vase Plum
"Your uncle, you stinky woman provoked Lao Tzu first, your uncle, I don't force * violence, I don't fork under you, but you always have to pay a price to put out the fire for your uncle. I'm sorry for the above. Qiao Xuan said to Xiong Ling'er with some impatience.
Qiao Xuan got up and sat down in his chair. He pulled up Xiong Ling'er again, made her kneel between her legs, and pressed her head on top of her eldest brother without pity. The big brother entered her mouth.
Qiao Xuan's consciousness was completely lost, and some were just endless carnal desires, stroking up and down with one hand, so that he grabbed Xiong Ling'er's hair with his hand all the time and pressed it up and down. There is not the slightest tenderness.
Xiong Ling'er was about to go crazy when she was tortured by Qiao Xuan, this kind of filthy thing made her whole person almost suffocate. But as the filthy thing moved in and out, a stronger and stronger sensation came from below.
When the last sprint, Qiao Xuanzhi felt a numbness in his back, and the big brother was infinitely swollen. Pressing her head hard, the whole thing was in her mouth, against her throat, and thousands of grandchildren erupted.
With a sigh, Xiong Ling'er also reached the first high * dynasty in her life.
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The City Lord's Mansion in the night was like a huge dormant monster, with an awe-inspiring aura even if it was asleep.
The cold moonlight was not afraid, peeking through the cobweb-like grid on the house.
Qiao Xuan was already awake, looking at what he had done, he was a little ashamed, alas, looking at Xiong Ling'er, who was already unconscious, felt a burst of regret in his heart.
After all, this is still a little girl, although she is usually a little naughty, but today she has suffered such a humiliation from herself, and I am afraid that her psychology will leave a shadow, and I don't know what will happen in the future. Thinking that he also has such a big sister, how can he do such a thing that is inferior to a beast?
Looking at her red and swollen little mouth, as well as the white liquid flowing out of it, Qiao Xuan felt a heartache, took out a silk handkerchief from the space storage bag, and wiped it clean for her. Then he put her on the carpet and covered her with a robe.
But this chick is self-inflicted, and she dares to tease you, young master, and me, if it weren't for my master, my magic power broke through the prohibition, maybe I would really become a eunuch today. This girl is really hateful, the so-called poor people must have their hate, this unruly little girl usually doesn't know how many people she has bullied, and now it's a good thing to teach her Zhang Zhang's surname, anyway, there is no real * rape with her. Thinking of this, I felt a lot less guilt in my heart.
Qiao Xuan stood up and walked around the room, and suddenly saw a book on the table, and when he picked it up, he was happy in his heart, this book is [***], the title of the book is "Silver Vase Plum"
The legend of this book is written by a master of picking flowers and cultivating the truth, Lan Lin Xiaoxiaosheng, is a story that records his life and the communication between the beautiful women of the cultivation of the truth, because there are many plots that are inappropriate for children, it is listed as [***] by the cultivation world. I didn't expect this little sister to still treasure this, no wonder there were so many tricks just now.
Qiao Xuan sat in the chair and looked at it carefully, his face was pale, he was really a book written by a master, it was amazing.
I don't know how long it took, Xiong Ling'er opened her misty eyes, and the feeling of some swelling and pain in her mouth immediately made her wake up, and the scenes flashed in her mind like a movie, and the feeling of her soul floating on the top of the clouds and the moaning like a cry were so clearly imprinted in her mind at this time.
She looked up suddenly, but what she met was Qiao Xuan's palpitating black eyes, and he looked at her still ** body as if he was admiring a perfect work of art.
Xiong Ling'er only felt that her head was numb and swollen, and her emotions suddenly went out of control, her flawless skin suddenly revealed a bright red like a flame, and the fire mana in the air suddenly became violent, and the temperature suddenly rose sharply. She wants to smash this stinky man who has insulted him into pieces. But when she saw the book in Qiao Xuan's hand, her expression couldn't help but change for a while, there was an indescribable strangeness on her face, and she was silent for a while, and her emotions gradually calmed down.
Xiong Ling'er was dressed and still had her hair scattered, but her expression was surprisingly calm, but she had a completely different temperament from before, as if she had grown up overnight. She walked up to Qiao Xuan, took out the "Silver Vase Plum" from his hand, and said lightly: "You go, don't let me see you again." ”
"What's the matter? Don't you want to peel me and boil it with a braised belt?" Qiao Xuan asked in surprise as he leaned back on the soft chair without any image.
Xiong Ling'er glanced at Qiao Xuan and said: "My father once said that everyone is responsible for what they do, I want to take revenge and humiliate you, but I underestimated you, but instead put myself in it, and was humiliated by you, no matter how unwilling I am, I have to swallow the bitter fruit." At this time, she was completely in the tone of a mature woman, and she couldn't see the innocence she had before, Qiao Xuan was surprised.
Speaking of this, Xiong Ling'er paused, her expression was a little complicated, and said, "I really want to kill you and break your body into thousands of pieces, but you are my first man after all...... And I don't want my future children to be without a father. So, you go, don't let me see you again. ”
"Child, what child?" Qiao Xuan felt a little big, and asked suspiciously.
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