Abandoned and Reborn: Diary of a Concubine's Revenge

"So seven, if I did something without your consent, then I couldn't touch you for a year, okay?" Shen Xian sent a poisonous oath, for Shen Xian, the most The most unable to swear.

Ye Qingmei then made the letter of suspicious letting Shen Xian fresh again. His body slowly moved to her, and slowly wiped her body.

At the beginning, he was still doing well, but gradually, those hands moved to her two thighs.

"Shen Xian ..." She shouted.

He looked at her innocently, "I ... I didn't do anything!"

Ye Qingmei was speechless, "Go out, I'm here."

"I'm clearly did nothing!" Shen Xian felt wronged. He just washed her, and he really didn't do anything.

Ye Qingmei glanced at her leisure, and she did not do anything, but if he did something, it would be too late ...

Shen Xian's hand, washing a little bit by little, Ye Qing's eyebrows closed his eyes relaxed. In such a comfortable atmosphere, Ye Qingmei slowly fell asleep.

For more than ten days in the prison before, Ye Qing's eyebrows were not too stable. Now in an environment that can be truly relaxed, she fell asleep decisively.

"Hmm ..." Ye Qing's eyebrows whispered.

Shen Xian's fingers, slowly rubbing the somewhat soft petals soaked by hot water, and slightly holding the soft little pearl, a crispy itchy feeling, suddenly spread all over her whole body Nympho

A sense of comfort that never had before, full of her brain, and squeezed out the reason that drilled into her head little by little.

"Um."

Too comfortable, she could not help but arch.

"Master Shen ..."

After a while, she slowly opened her blurred eyes and looked at the white mist. "You said what you would not do ..."

Shen Xian pressed the movement of the little pearl, and it was a point.

"I'm just washing you below."

Ye Qingmei had time to say anything in the future, and a thrill will sweep the sanctuary. In her dried flowers, a honey poured out from time to time, which stimulated her body, soft, without any strength.

"Master Shen ... you are good or bad ..."

She murmured this sentence, and she approached her ear, "Xiao Qi, I will only be bad to you ..."

"Hate ..." She murmured lowly, and her voice was broken.

The frequency of Shen Xian's hand is getting faster and faster. The strange feeling of that strange feeling came over like a tide. Ye Qingmei's body was softly paralyzed on the wall of the wooden barrel, looking at it thinly. Sinking.

"You ... ah ... no ... want ..."

Shen Xian really did nothing. His fingers kept rubbing around the flower hole and pinching.

Ye Qing's eyebrows seemed to have a monster, constantly devouring things in her body.

"It's so cold ..." She shrank uneasily, even if she knew it clearly, Shen Xian was waiting for her to say, come ... baby!

She is reluctant to say ...

Shen Xian did not expect that this little seven, so stubborn, had to add strength to bring Ye Qingmei to the mountains quickly, and when he was at its peak, his hand suddenly pulled out ...

"Master Shen ..." As soon as his fingers left, her body was desperate.