Reborn to Love Lord Qiansui

In a word, Lin Qingjiu's heart was suddenly soaked in hot spring water.

What doubt, temptation, all disturbed by this sentence, the original uneasy and low self-esteem suddenly settled down.

Yes, although Lin Qing is nine thousand years old and has more than 10,000 people under one person, he can't change the fact that he is an eunuch. Everyone hates him and hates him.

Lin Qing felt that the woman in front of him should be the same, even if he didn't say it, he would secretly hate him in his heart.

Because he is nine thousand years old, everyone puts his dissatisfaction with him in his heart and does not dare to show it, but even then how can he know it in his heart.

But what I didn't expect was that the woman in front of me even said that he didn't hate him, and he didn't see any fake. Should he believe him?

Suppressed a trace of weakness in his heart, he is nine thousand years old! Whether she said it was true or not, he was afraid? ! Since she said she didn't hate him, let him see what she could do!

Lin Qing simply lay down and gasped with a slightly evil smile: "Please me."

It looks a bit enchanting and charming. Zhao Zimu now really feels that he looks really good, with slanting eyebrows, straight and tall nose bridge, thinner and crimson lips than her, if you ignore the face If you are a little bit cool, it looks a little more elegant, and your eyes are peachy eyes with double eyelids. You don't smile but you have a three-point smile. Although it looks a bit cold, it is still very beautiful, and the eyes are dark and deep.

Suddenly Zhao Zimu felt a little movement, so she leaned down and touched her face lightly and gently with her lips, sucking and grinding, a fine taste, from the forehead to the corner of her eyebrows, all the way down, To the neck.

Lin Qing's breathing gradually became chaotic. He was always playing with others, and although the woman he played with had a smile on his face, he could still see the fear and disgust in their eyes. However, he will lie under others and be treated tenderly.

He didn't know what this meant or what it would cost. In the yellow candlelight, only his face could be seen in his eyes, making him feel that everything in front of him was so unreal.

The clothes on the body were gradually picked up, and all were thrown to the ground, leaving only a thin robe. Lin Qing's body had already exuded a thin sweat, and the hands holding the beautiful mattress underneath were wet, heart He jumped continually, even though there was still no feeling in that place, but his body was hot and comfortable, which made his breathing worse, and his body was full of a desire to vent nowhere, making him at a loss. .

Lin Qing, who was waiting for Zhao Zimu's next move, suddenly felt that the person stopped, Lin Qing looked at her a little puzzled.

I saw that the well-dressed man suddenly put him in his arms, put him under his slender arm, put his other arm around his waist, and then looked at him seriously: "Sleep."

The lights in the room suddenly went out, but the nine thousand years old at this time did not care. He gritted his teeth and suppressed the authenticity: "Zhao Zimu!"

Zhao Zimu patted his waist soothingly, comforting above his head: "Tomorrow you still have to go up, Shen and joy are not good." He paused again, and seemed a little hesitant.

Lin Qing waited sarcastically in the dark and waited for her to continue, could it not be done? He wants to see what excuses she can give! Lin Qing thought sour, bitter, and hateful, and the strength in his hand almost torn the brocade under him.

Zhao Zimu suddenly pulled his head and whispered against his ear: "Without experience, I will go find a book and learn it."

Lin Qing suddenly felt a burst of blood rush into his head, making his head hot and extremely hot.