A quick journey to give birth, the male protagonist pampers and catches a beautiful woman

Without saying a word, Zong Qingchuan smashed her face, even the joints turned white.

Her soft and gentle breathing happened to spray on his lips as she turned to face him.

There is a strong sourness in the ambiguity.

Lin Muqing pressed her fingertips against his lips. The man's eyes became even more resentful, and paired with his handsome face, he looked aggrieved.

"Why do you ask this question?"

Doesn’t this make it clear that you can make your own vinegar?

Without giving him a kiss, Qingchuan lowered his chin and directly held the soft fingertips beside his lips. She quickly retracted and he was able to tell his reason, "Because I think, two thousand years... two thousand years... what a long time it is." , then how long will it take for you to like someone else?"

"But I'm only a hundred years old."

How can you not be jealous!

He came too late.

Zong Qingchuan gently held the back of her delicate neck, tightening his fingers little by little. She shrank her neck in itch, but she was moved by his hands that kept touching and rubbing her.

He reluctantly lowered his head and kissed the bright cherry red upper lip, grinding and biting it. The strong breath and jealousy were all in this kiss.

Like jelly chasing and entangled.

When their lips parted, both of them were short of breath, their breaths intertwined. The emotion in her eyes softened, and Zong Qingchuan became less jealous.

Lin Muqing sighed quietly, and the glistening water in her eyes made her words sound mysterious.

"You'll find out later how long we've known each other."

A quick check will reveal how long ago they met.

I wonder how he would feel when he thought of this scene.

The phrase was related, but Zong Qingchuan couldn't understand the meaning.

"You still want me to understand? If I ascend, then I will definitely take him..."

Even as Qingchuan thought of the meeting scene between the three people, his chest rose up and down rapidly with anger, but Lin Muqing covered his mouth.

The rest of the words were wrapped in the palm of my hand.

"Don't talk nonsense."

There is a way of heaven in this big world, and oaths and promises will definitely be fulfilled.

What does it mean to kill yourself? ?

Even though Qingchuan feels wronged, he won’t give a word!

"Then why couldn't Master just lie to me?"

His voice was hoarse and he spoke softly and helplessly, because he couldn't change the fact that they had already met...

"Master is so bad!" He snorted coldly and kissed her hard again. Lin Muqing breathed out lightly, her lips were numb and she bit his lips. As a result, her lips became thinner after kissing for too long. There was bleeding, so I licked his wounds again.

The smell of blood filled the mouth, making people wake up instantly, and she was also suffering.

It's almost time.

"Okay, lie to you, lie to Qingchuan, I don't like it anymore."

Even if he knew it was a lie, he wouldn't seem so sad. Even when Qingchuan thought back to her eyes and tone just now, it really didn't seem like he liked her.

Liking is not verbal, but felt from the details. He has clearly felt it in the past few months, and there is no need to alienate their relationship for a stranger.

"Does that mean you like me?"

Seeing her silent, her eyes evasive, but she refused to say a word.

Qingchuan's eyes were lost and downcast, what made the master so worried?

The big hand on her back squeezed, causing tremors on her skin. Her eyes were blurry. Even though Qingchuan understood her sensitive points, he kissed along the outline of her earlobe...

Lin Muqing put her hands on his chest, hearing his sexy and low breathing in her ears, and said word by word: "Master is not honest, so I want you to be honest, okay?"

"Um... no..." Her pupils shrank slightly, a chill came down her back, she was looking forward to it, but her face was filled with surprise.

The woman's thin lips were as red as roses, biting his shoulder, and holding her hands on his shoulders...

"Master...the last few days...I will...let you always remember me."

The man's deep voice seduced her and... bit by bit took away all her sanity.

During this period of time, Zong Qingchuan often hugged people, and his chest and arm muscles were strengthened, making him strong, powerful, and full of sexual tension.

After the spiritual power completely tore off all the clothes.

Unwilling to seduce her, he leaned closer.

"Master, can you tell me that you like me?"

In the last few days, he still couldn't hold it in and still greedily wanted the best words.

I don't know how long it took, but she lost consciousness. When she lowered her head, she could only see the thick, dark eyelashes raised by Zong Qingchuan, trembling all the time, expecting and fragile.

"Okay, if you make me... happy, I'll say it!"

On the stone table in the yard.

The powerful and strong waist is surrounded by...