60s: Petite Wife

The new house was set up in Shen Jiao's room. The bed was covered with a quilt of dragon and phoenix, and the window sill was full of 囍 characters and festive window grilles.

Han Qixiu carefully put the dizzy Shen Jiao on the bed, her throat was so thirsty, her whole body seemed to be on fire, and she could smoke. panic.

"Brother Han, you're thirsty!" Shen Jiao on the bed pouted and frowned slightly.

Han Qixiu, who was burning with lust, immediately regained his clarity. He looked at the room. There were quite a lot of melon seeds and peanuts, but there was not a drop of water, so he had to run out to find water.

As soon as he came out of the room, Han Qixiu's brows raised, he walked into the dark place, grabbed his big hand, and let him throw all four or five figures out.

"Ouch"

There were endless cries of pain. Huang Haiyuan, Guan Yue, Qian Shuya, and the others lay on the ground and rubbed their butts, all with bitter faces. They thought they could listen to a live **** palace, but how could they think that the bride would be thirsty!

What kind of guy has set up a new house, he doesn't even know how to put a glass of water, it's really more than success!

Han Qixiu rushed to the living room and poured a large glass of cool white water. He met Han Qingye, who was also thirsty and came out to drink water. Seeing that his grandson was here now, he roared anxiously, "What kind of deserter are you at this time? It's useless. thing!"

"Do you think I'm you? I didn't see the water in my hand, sir, I came out to pour water for Jiaojiao to drink!"

Han Qixiu stared back angrily, and stomped back to the new house with a water cup in his hand. The bed was sweet, soft and pleasing to the eye. Who wants to talk nonsense with an old pine bark!

Han Qingye seemed to have thought of something, and shouted at Han Qixiu's back, "You stinky brat, try to win the first battle!"

In this way, the old man can be upgraded to become a great grandfather before the New Year!

"understood!"

Han Qixiu was shocked when he heard the tiger's body, and the fire in his heart was burning even more vigorously. His long legs ran so fast, he was going to charge!

Shen Jiao's throat was like smoke, her head became even more dizzy, and her body was hot. Eighteen-year-old daughter Hong's stamina is really not ordinary!

"Jiaojiao, here comes the water!"

Han Qixiu picked up Shen Jiao and brought the water glass to her mouth. Shen Jiao was about to drink it, but the water glass left. She snorted angrily, and looked at some wicked guy with her big misty eyes.

"Brother Han, I'm thirsty!"

Han Qixiu tightened his body, his whole body swelled up, and the small storm in his body was constantly brewing, and it would explode at any time.

"Good, the water will be here soon!"

With a smirk, Han Qixiu poured half a glass of water first, then saliva and kissed Shen Jiao's blushing mouth, and gave her the cool water little by little. This is what he got from Huang Haiyuan biting an apple. Inspiration.

How tired is Jiaojiao drinking water!

It is very troublesome for him to feed and drink with a spoon. Naturally, it is easier for him to feed directly mouth to mouth!

Drinking water and kissing again, hehe, a beautiful thing that kills two birds with one stone!

Shen Jiao felt the delicious rain and swallowed it greedily. She was more active than any other kiss, but she was a hooligan!

After taking a few sips of water, Shen Jiao is no longer thirsty, but a rascal is thirsty!

The fire in his whole body burned more fiercely than the real fire of Samadhi in Taishang Laojun's elixir furnace. Water couldn't put out the fire in his body. Naturally, he had to—

Han Qixiu took three and five to remove two, and in a short while, he stripped the lamb in his arms so clean that there was not even a piece of cloth left, including himself of course.

The two face each other naked, with a skin-to-skin, soul-to-heart connection, and hug each other tightly!

"Jiaojiao!"

Han Qixiu kept kissing Shen Jiao, his hoarse voice was particularly low, and it sounded like he was trying his best to restrain something.

Shen Jiao was stimulated by the cold air and became somewhat awake, but she recovered. She raised her eyes to look at Han Qixiu, who was pressing down on her body.

"Brother Han!" Shen Jiao shouted shyly, looking elsewhere, not daring to look at Han Qixiu.

Han Qixiu's bare back was covered with fine beads of sweat, but he didn't dare to act rashly, for fear of frightening his daughter-in-law and impatient to eat hot tofu, he had to come slowly!

Guan Yue said that foreplay is very important, otherwise it will hurt his daughter-in-law!

"Jiaojiao, you are my daughter-in-law, hehe!"

Han Qixiu humbly asked Guan Yue about foreplay, and Guan Yue said it very concisely, with four words—

Touch it!

He also contributed his collector's edition, the hand-painted book of Eighteen Art in the Room, and asked Han Qixiu to swear that it would not be damaged, so he reluctantly lent this hand-painted book.

Han Qixiu took this hand-painted book and studied it hungry and thirsty all night. He worked a hundred times more hard than he learned martial arts when he was a child.

You can be called a master!

"Brother Han, it's hot!"

Han Qixiu kept kissing and touching Shen Jiao, creating a beautiful foreplay. His lips and tongue lit countless small flames on the delicate body. Although it was a winter night, Shen Jiao was still like a summer day!

"Honey, it'll be over soon!"

Han Qixiu was also very uncomfortable, but he still endured it, comforting the charming girl who was constantly writhing under him in a low voice.

The heat of the foreplay is not too good, and it is still a little short, so we need to add a few more fires!

finally--

"Jiaojiao, I'm coming in!"

"Um!"

……

Master Guan's experience was quite effective. Shen Jiao didn't feel any particular pain. Han Qixiu's caressing and caring completely covered up the pain. The two fell into the sea of ​​lust, sinking together!

Shen Jiao felt that she was like a boat floating in the ocean, and Han Qixiu was a raging wave, taking her up and down in the ocean, up and down, enjoying the ultimate happiness!

Han Qixiu seemed to be unaware that he was tired, he created turbulent waves again and again, and flew with Shen Jiao!

Shen Jiao's voice became hoarse, her whole body was weak and weak, she cried and begged for mercy: "Brother...don't..."

The annoying guy, won't you be tired if you keep making trouble?

Will Han Qixiu be tired?

Of course the answer is no!

As a well-known soldier of the G military region, and a first-time taster of the forbidden fruit, Maotouchu brother~www.wuxiaspot.com~ has endless power, and I can't wait to use all the strength that I have held back for more than ten years on Shen Jiao. body!

And the eighteen techniques in this room, I can't wait to experience them all one by one this night!

"Let's change your posture, Jiaojiao, lie down and don't move, so you won't be tired!"

Where can someone who is working hard to stop, the gongs and drums have just sounded, and the fighting spirit has just been ignited, how can they stop?

The arrow is already flying in the air, so he must win the target. Retiring without a fight is not his style, Han Qixiu will be ridiculed!

Shen Jiao was so tired that she couldn't even utter a word. She patted someone on the back weakly, just thinking about sending the beast out, but with her strength, she couldn't kill even a mosquito!

Not to mention a certain strong stinky hooligan!

On the contrary, she made it even more beastly masterpiece, and the attack became more and more violent, like a 12-level tornado typhoon, Shen Jiao's mind that was not sober was like porridge, and in the end she fainted. It ended up being clean!

Let a certain big pervert do whatever he wants!

Over and over, over and over...

The moon rises and sets again. Although it is a winter night, there is a strong sense of spring in the house!

Battalion Commander Han, the old scalper, finally contributed the last bit of strength, and he can no longer till the fields.

She poured hot water and wiped Shen Jiao's body clean. Looking at the various bruises on her body, she secretly regretted her Meng Lang, thinking that she would have to restrain herself in the future, but she couldn't be tired of Jiaojiao!

only--

Can you believe what a man says in bed?

Of course it is unbelievable!

Especially an energetic man who used to be the king of soldiers, what he said in bed could basically be regarded as a fart!