Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

Are you here to inquire about news, or to make friends?what! ! !

Leaving the daughter alone, the wife doesn't care about it, and it's embarrassing to come to the school, a place where old acquaintances gather, is she brainwashed by Mr. Ce just like her daughter?At noon, I said I will wait for you for half an hour, and my old lady will wait for your needlework! Yo MMP, MMP, did you hear that?If those political opponents who are still in office hear that they may be happy to eat two barrels more.

Yan Qing's face turned red with embarrassment after hearing the eloquent and emotional description of the passers-by, as if talking about her, wishing to kill Mo Zhong, a traitor, with her own hands.

"Brother Yan, come one more! Clap!"

Mo Zhong was so happy that he probably forgot about her and his daughter long ago.

What a shame!

Yan Qing walked behind Mo Zhong expressionlessly, glanced at Miss Lingshi who was also expressionless, and said softly: "I'm sorry, my husband... my servant has caused you a lot of trouble. I can first Do you want to take it back and train the incompetent servant?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Mo Zhong turned his head, was stunned for a few seconds, restrained his cheerful smile, consciously put down the wine bottle, and bent over to salute sternly.

"Mo Zhong, a well-known Mohist, and his younger brother Yan Ce, pay a visit to Big Brother Yan."

"Who do you think I am?" Yan Qing's veins burst out, she hated others to talk about her previous nickname, she clenched her fists with five fingers, "Brother Yan?"

Yan Qing resisted the urge to smash her husband's chest with her fists, and smiled at Miss Lingshi, "I'll take him away first, and come to visit another day."

"...Okay." Miss Lingshi pushed aside the boy's paws that were clinging to his chest, and sat on the edge of the bed to cast a cold glance.

Mo Zhong staggered to his feet, and said with a smile: "Brother Yan, Uncle, I have to go home, the little girl from the Zeng family is still waiting for me to clarify, let's talk about it another day."

Yan Ce took a few deep breaths, then reluctantly broke free from the softness of his chest, and said goodbye to his uncle who had been close to him for eight obeisances, "Uncle Mo, see you later."

Little sister of the Zeng family?

The Zeng family, descendants of the 72 virtuous disciples of Confucianism...

Heh, before you married me, you swore that you would be one person for the rest of your life, and that you would be a loyal wife for the rest of your life, and didn't you even say that you cut off contact when you got married!

Confucian bitches! ! !

Yan Qing grabbed the bastard's back jacket and dragged him all the way to a corner where it was so dark that he couldn't see the face clearly, and then there was the sweet sound of "dong dong" hammering meat stuffing and screaming.

Now there are no outsiders...

Listening to the skillful beating sound, Miss Lingshi cast her eyes on Yan Ce who was indulging in her body.

Gaze can be interpreted as "how do you want to die".

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This plate of Jiuniang Yance... is very arrogant.

Miss Lingshi didn't know how many times she had kept away from the young man's evil hands, and Yan Ce never tired of getting into the woman's arms, groping for something with both hands, trying to hug the other's body, with a back-to-basics look on her small face. Smile naturally, without feeling the slightest bit wrong with your cross-line behavior.

"Yan Ce, can you recognize who I am?"

Miss Lingshi's eyes were narrowed into two slits, she stared deeply at the boy who was kneeling on her lap, her tone was a little impatient, if he had a semblance of consciousness, she would definitely make life worse for the boy who took advantage of her.

"My wife."

The second that these words fell into Miss Lingshi's ears, her blood pressure rose again as expected.

Yan Ce looked down at the woman's upturned buttocks in a daze, and grabbed her outstretched fingers, but the next moment the woman instinctively pulled out her hand, and the boy was empty, and then he showed a troubled look as if he was in a great and Pure scholars are thinking about the dirty propositions of civilization and reproduction.

"my name?"

"Emperor Qin... Ying..."

A trace of confusion flashed across Yan Ce's eyes, and the drunkenness surged up, causing his brain to fall into a serious shutdown state. The remaining stamina made his face slightly grim, and the strong dizziness made Yan Ce always hover on the verge of coma.

"Uncomfortable?" she asked lightly.

"kindness."

She interrogated coldly: "Drink the wine all afternoon, and didn't know you came back until midnight?"

"I know I was wrong." Yan Ce took the initiative to bow his head and apologize.

Gently sniffing the quiet smell of the woman's body, sending it all into the nostrils lightly, making Yan Ce's breathing quicken, following the biological instinct, his eyes were erratic in the attractive position of the female individual, but the boy's hand was honestly placed. on the woman's lap.

Dizzy, want to hug, sleep together...

The most basic biological needs gradually formed in Yan Ce's mind.

But Miss Lingshi didn't seem to understand the super power of an alcoholic boy's mental activities. Looking down at the boy, she asked coldly, "I hate alcohol."

"Oh, if you don't like it, then I won't drink it in the future."

After being drunk, Yan Ce's IQ dropped severely, and he was almost no different from a stupid child.

Although she gained the upper hand in the battle with Young Master Ce, she still didn't have any joyful emotions, and the disgust reflected in her eyes became stronger, as if she was irritated by Yan Ce's unconscious behavior.

"Don't be angry, I won't take a sip from now on." Yan Ce tugged at her cuffs, but the woman folded her arms on her chest, unmoved.

She said lightly: "It's none of my business whether you drink or not!"

"Let's sleep together and have a baby."

The strong sleepiness made Yan Ce close his eyes, and lay his pillow on her chest, completely treating the round chest as the most comfortable pillow.

"What do you think about Young Master Fusu?"

"Small breasts, I like it."