Traveling through the elf palace master play the king

Murong Mingxun looked at Qingqing who was eating with relish, and felt a warmth that he had never experienced before. This was something he had never experienced since he was a child. He was born with hatred, and no matter what he did, he would be ruthless to anyone.

, this is the education method of our ancestors. Because the mother could not see herself in pain, she chose to use death to awaken the father who was blinded by hatred. It is a pity...

Women have been playthings to him since he was fifteen, but this time was different. Murong Mingxun's handsome face was filled with smiles, and his heart was captured by this woman named Qingqing.

Qingqing felt that she was almost exhausted. She stood up and looked sideways at Murong Mingxun, who was grinning silly, "Why are you laughing? Do you think I eat more?"

"Haha, even if you eat a lot, I can still support you." The love in Murong Mingxun's eyes moved Qingqing's heart. This look is so familiar, and this love is so missed. Shuyu, I really miss you.

Qingqing's heart seemed to have returned to the Xiaoyao Garden full of peach blossoms. Feeling Shuyu's warm embrace, she sighed softly.

Murong Mingxun held Qingqing in his arms very domineeringly, as if he wanted to rub Qingqing into his body with such strength.

"Don't miss him, you are mine." Murong Mingxun saw something in Qingqing's eyes that made him crazy.

"Let go, you just ate so much, do you want me to spit it out?" Qingqing struggled desperately.

Murong Mingxun lost control of his mind. He was afraid of losing her, and he felt that he would not allow her to leave him, no matter what the means. Without thinking too much, he threw Qingqing onto the bed and pressed her down directly.

"Men and women are not allowed to kiss each other, get away from me." She twisted desperately under her body, not caring whether the wound on her back would crack, she just wanted to get rid of him. However, he was really heavy, no matter what

You can't move him even a little bit.

Murong Mingxun originally just wanted to gain more peace of mind from her, but he didn't expect that Qingqing kept twisting under him. The flames of desire couldn't help but not extinguish, but instead became more and more ignited. This moving monk couldn't help but

, let alone him.

He pressed his already awake body between her soft legs, "If you keep moving, what do you think will happen, huh?" It was obvious that he didn't mind that things were getting out of control at all, and he suddenly smiled happily.

"You pervert, why do you always think about these things?" She froze, not daring to move around anymore. She was no longer a virgin after several times, and she could not be touched by men other than Shu Yu. Even if modern people are open

, and such a thing is not allowed to happen. This is ancient times after all, and she wants to share her life with the person she loves. Thinking of this, her little hands dragged randomly on his chest.

Murong Mingxun lowered his head and directly blocked her dishonest lips. His kiss was direct, passionate, and a bit rough. He unscrupulously touched her soft and elastic lips, and his hot tongue rubbed into her warm body.

In his mouth, the two tongues intertwined, greedily sucking out every bit of her sweetness...