Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

As soon as she entered the door and kicked it shut, Ying Shisan went to untie her belt, and at the same time, she lowered her head to find the smiling lips, and kissed it hard.

"Thirteen..." Ling Qingyu whispered, his feet off the ground, was picked up by the man, and then rolled onto the bed. Why are you so impatient these days? He didn't have time to say the question in his heart. He had stripped his clothes clean, and the kiss that was like a burning fire moved from his lips to his neck.

Holding her hand and pressing it on the place where you can feel the heat through the pants, Ying Shisan said hoarsely: "Untie it for me."

Turning over to press Ying Shisan underneath, panting, Ling Qingyu pressed his hand with one hand, and untied his belt with the other. His face was lustful, and he couldn't help asking, "Thirteen, why?"

Ying Thirteen relaxed, letting her take the initiative, fingers close to the hair on her forehead that had just been loosened, and smiled: "It's rare that I'm not here now. When he comes back, you won't want me again. "

The faint meaning of those words made Ling Qingyu's face flushed slightly, and his hands stopped for a while.

A smile floated up from the corner of her mouth, Ying Shisan's waist straightened up, and then stretched out her hand to untie her belt...

His thin and powerful body is full of scars, and the shoulder blade is recessed, but it adds a strange beauty to his body.

Ling Qingyu lowered his head and licked the scars with his tongue, the indelible marks left for her. The man under him breathed quickly and let out a low groan. He couldn't help but grabbed her hand and lowered him. Probe.

"Untie...I can't bear it..." He ****, his body twisted and trembling slightly, Ying Shisan's hoarse voice was filled with eagerness.

Untied his belt, took off his trousers, and the beautiful triangle was uncovered.

Ying Thirteen's figure is thin, but the curve is very beautiful, the jungle below is slightly brown, the big tree in the middle is crimson, crimson tightly bound by the holster, and the hideous scars are like gestures. The soaring dragon generally loomed under the holster, causing Ling Qingyu to swallow lightly.

In the year when Yan San died, Ying Thirteen was almost dying and asked her for something in her room. Ling Qingyu originally thought he would want those valuable treasures, but she thought that as long as he liked it, she could do anything, but Ying Shi But San just chose the leather case from Fatme’s box...

But at that time she was full of Yan San, followed by Yang Zhao, who had not paid attention to his thoughts at all. A few years later, when she realized that Ying Thirteen had been wearing this, Ling Qingyu felt sad and thought. Let him understand, but Ying Thirteen smiled and said, this is good, it can let him control himself, and will not do wrong things because of unnecessary feelings, Ling Qingyu never understood the meaning of doing wrong things at the time. Later, when Alan was healing him, I saw that when I talked to her about it, I looked at her like a fool, and then sighed. What do you think is wrong? He just doesn't want to make himself jealous, he doesn't want to do anything irreparable because of jealousy, so he simply suppresses his own ****, even if he guards the roof of the room where you and others love, he can maintain a normal heart. .

As soon as the holster was removed, the dragon seemed to soar, revealing its red body. Ying Thirteen yelled, turned and pressed her down, fiercely but softly entered, the heat reached the top, and then kissed her. Lips.

The scorching hot kiss, as if it had melted into his entire life, wanted to fuse himself with this person, and nothing could separate them.

"Thirteen..." A loud call of **** sounded like music, triggering an even more intense attack and provocation.

"Qingyu... Master..." Biting her ear, the impact below became more and more intense, Ying Shisan whispered in her ear, "Remember, no matter what, Shisan will follow. You, even if you want to crawl out of **** layer by layer, Thirteen will come to you..."

Unfortunately, I can't wait for the day when you only have me...

In October, news on the Chengdu battlefield was blocked, and Bianjing and Jiangnan, who didn't know the battle, began to move around. The rumors began to turn, and the target was directed at Ling Qingyu's indulgent acts.

"Yepa!"

Ye Po stopped, took a step back, and hid behind the tree, looking at Ye Fei, who was not worried, and tightened the corners of his mouth.

"What the **** do you mean? How did you treat such a good girl like this?" Ye Fei whispered angrily.

"I have someone in my heart, it is impossible to marry someone else. I have told her many times, what do you want me to do to her?" Ye Po's lips were drawn deeper, and his face felt cold.

Ye Fei stopped and said in a slow tone: "I know, but you also understand that the master will not want you, she, she has always treated us as children in her heart, and never treated you as a man."

"So what?" Ye Po smiled, but his eyes were still cold, and said, "I like her. What can I do if she wants? Ye Fei, if you don’t understand, I’ll give it to you. Let me say that in my life, Yepai will only follow the master, whether she is her raised child or her guard, I don't care!"

Seeing Ye Fei dumb, Ye Po relaxed a bit, and said: "Ye Fei, diligence is not what you think, if you like her, why not just tell her directly?"

"You know that you are fond of diligently!" Ye Fei became angry again and whispered.

"Does she really like me?" Ye Po snorted coldly, and said, "Ye Fei, think about it with your donkey head!"

With a chuckle, Ye Po Yefei blushed when they saw Ying Shisan who was leaning on the tree trunk while biting a piece of dried meat. Ye Po hurriedly bowed and fled, Ye Fei. I also wanted to slip, but Ying Shisan said faintly: "Donkey's head, Ye Po is right, it's you that Zizi likes."

Uh? Ye Fei's face was surprised, suspicious, and happy, looking at Ying Thirteen. Who was Ying Thirteen? Human spirit! What he said is certainly not wrong!

"People complain to you and cry that they want to get comfort from you, and they want to force you to tell the truth. If you don't like you, why do you embroider veils and make clothes for you?" Throwing everything into his mouth, he smiled nonchalantly.

"But, she said it was given to me by Ye Po." Ye Fei's face flushed suddenly, she lowered her head and said with some unwillingness.

"Say you are a pig, you are really a pig!" Ying Shisan patted his shoulder and said, "Your head is so much smaller than Ye Po, you can wear his clothes? Ah? You are so stupid as a pig. You are talking about!"

what? Ye Fei was stunned in the area, and after a while suddenly turned somersaults in the air, and then ran towards the backyard.

The smile at the corner of Ying Shisan's mouth had not yet dissipated, and Ying Qi's uncontrollable anger growled behind him: "That bunch of tortoise grandsons! You know Shisan! You must have known it!"

Sure enough... Ying Shisan raised his head slightly, the late autumn sun had already brought coolness, dyed the woods by the lake into a golden yellow, the breeze was breezy, and the leaves were flying, leaving afterimages in his eyes.