Mixed Miners

Sun Xiaojing buried his head in his arms, his hands clenched more tightly. "Nothing, I just missed you. Every day I want to dream. I want to see you standing by me in a blink of an eye!"

Yang Ling felt that the heart seemed to be stunned. He reached out and touched her cheek. Some smiled with a distressed smile and said, "I am not here? It is exactly the same as your dream, but the ending is a bit embarrassing. Times... you have to change the ending later!"

"噗嗤~"

Sun Xiaojing couldn't help but smile, and he gave him a white look, then... he twisted it on his waist.

"嘶~" Yang Ling couldn't help but take a breath of cold. Depressed can't find a reason to explain this special hobby of women. What do you like when you look at your waist? However, the person you like must be very painful.

Yang Ling gently licked her hair, and her hands didn't feel that she was sliding down. She felt the fullness of the two groups and couldn't help but squint a few times.

"Hmm~~"

Sun Xiaojing suddenly felt sour and soft, and the star-opening mouth opened his mouth and gave a soft voice.

"Let's go! Let's go eat first, you have been calling for sleep just now!"

Yang Ling didn't dare to touch it anymore. She loosened her hand and pinched her little nose. Her own woman could eat it at any time, but now it is the first element to comfort her to eat. She can't hung her woman.

Sun Xiaojing slowly straightened up, sitting on his lap full of softness, the delicate white face slowly rose peach red, the eyebrows contain spring, delicate and dripping.

The gentleness of the thighs also made Yang Ling unable to help me to watch the liver tremble. The second brother slowly involuntarily rolled up and touched the softness of the strand.

"Xiao... Xiao Jing, let's go... eat!" he said dryly.

"Well, but I want to eat you first..."

Sun Xiao whispered and stroked his chest, and then pushed it gently. Yang Ling lay down involuntarily. She thought about it, and the people who thought about it were so unprepared, that kind of tenderness, that A feeling of love, let her feel that the person in front of him is so unreal, like an illusion.

"Xiao Jing, you are so beautiful!" Yang Ling felt that she was slowly springing up. She looked at her in a soft and graceful figure. She couldn't help but hold her waist and hips. The nightdress was opened and the tentacles were smooth and delicate. Let him never hold it anymore.

"Hmm~~" Sun Xiaojing closed his eyes and enjoyed the touch of a big hand, gently groping to untie his button, and then slowly leaned down.

Long-lasting thoughts, at the moment of that kiss, turned into a rushing spring tide.

......

In the June, the lotus flower was opened, and the shade of the trees came from the water. The rain fell on the window sill and the new curtain was not guessed.

After a few winds and rains, the tenderness is still there.

Yang Ling caressed the woman lying in her arms, and she was so comfortable that she couldn’t speak. This **** finally got what she wanted, but her heart was even more embarrassing.

"Xiao Jing, why are you so good to me?" He couldn't help but still ask questions.

"Hey, you want to know!" Sun Xiaojing reached out and circled his chest, glanced at him with a wink, "But don't tell you!"

Ok! Yang Ling couldn't help but retaliate against her. A pair of hands and claws ran into her body. She only panted and gasped, and she was so soft that she had to beg for mercy.

"Xiao Jing, the air of the emperor is too bad, you can go back to Changan with me!" Yang Ling stopped and gently touched her delicate cheeks.

"Do you want to support me?" Sun Xiaojing climbed up, and the messy nightdress couldn't cover her delicate body. Yang Ling couldn't help but slowly emerged a flame.

"Do you think so?" Yang Ling looked at her like a smile.

"I..." Sun Xiaojing looked at his eyes carefully, and then his eyebrows bent a little playful. "I am used to the life of the emperor, so it is very good. If you have time, come see me, I am satisfied." It!"

Yang Ling can no longer say a word, can only hold her in her arms, but the heart is like a needle, Sun Xiaojing also embraced him, the two so silently embraced together for a long time.

"Right, Xiao Jing, I have a few things for you!" Yang Ling said that he was swaying with a volley, and a porcelain cylinder about two feet long appeared in his hand.

"What is this?" Sun Xiaojing undoubtedly loosened his arm and took the porcelain tube.

"Several paintings, you know when you open it, but be careful, it's not okay!" Yang Ling said while opening the lid of the porcelain tube, revealing several reels inside, and a roll of shredded paper.

Sun Xiaojing looked at Yang Ling's very cautious look. He also carefully took out the scraps of paper and spread them one by one on the bed.

"Yeah! This is not the landscape painting of Huang Gongwang?" Sun Xiaojing looked at a few pieces of shredded paper and suddenly said with a scream of one of the stamps on it.

"Yes, this is what I bought from an old Taoist priest in Chang'an Baxian. I don't know how many centuries I have in the basement. There is still a scroll of Fang Yiyi. The rest of the pictures I haven't opened yet should be. Some famous masters!" Yang Ling explained a little.

"Huang Gongwang is the first of the four great masters of the Yuan Dynasty. There are very few works handed down, but it is a pity that it has been broken into this way." Sun Xiaojing was completely attracted by the painting at this time, and it was a pity to watch the paper on the bed. After a while, I suddenly stared at Yang Ling~www.wuxiaspot.com~ You did it! ”

Yang Ling had no choice but to nod his nose.

Sun Xiaojing poked his fingers and poked his forehead. "You! It is a violent thing, a good masterpiece, and the national treasures are broken up like this. Let me say how good you are?" ”

Yang Lingxiao said with a smile: "If it weren't for me, these paintings would be put on for hundreds of years, and the fragments would be gone. If the old man knew that he should thank me!"

"You will be arguing ~!" Sun Xiaojing stunned him to turn a beautiful white eye, and then squatted on the bed, smashing the pieces one by one according to the broken marks.

Yang Ling did not even look at the painting at this time, but stared straight at her chest, and the nightdress hanged down, just to see a pair of white and tender white rabbits shaking gently with her body, two cherries looming The second brother was also stimulated and slowly stood up involuntarily.

"Fortunately, fortunately, you are not stupid enough to be incurable, the pieces are still in harmony!" Sun Xiaojing looked up and just saw Yang Ling a pair of pig brothers, suddenly sighed and funny, twisted on his waist, " You~! I want to think bad things in my head!" (To be continued.)