Reborn to Love Lord Qiansui

The clothing corner under him couldn't be pulled out anymore. Zhao Zimu had to turn around, but suddenly he was sluggish, because Lin Qing's face had been marked with two water stains.

Firelight printed his expression very clearly. Zhao Zimu suddenly felt like his heart was being pulled, and sighed. Zhao Zimu turned his eyes to the gray sky and lost again...

Zhao Zimu was angry with Lin Qing because she was not a generous person but she kept trying to get close to him again and again and kept making concessions, but this person always mourned and complained there.

She didn't understand his worries, but she didn't care anymore, and he couldn't let it go, then the two of them really had nothing to say.

Zhao Zimu crouched down and looked at his eyes softly: "Remember what I said?"

Lin Qing shook his head, his dull eyes puzzled, as if he had lost his soul.

"I just want to find someone to accompany me to hell," Zhao Zimu's eyes seemed to be put into his heart, "Are you?" she asked.

"Is it okay?" His eyes were still dull, but he seemed to recover a little.

"Of course, but if you can't, I can find someone else." Zhao Zimu said, with seven points of helplessness and three points of seriousness.

She would really do this. If Lin Qing couldn't do it, she could find someone else. She could be loyal but it didn't mean that she was the only one. She treated her feelings the same. She could send it out or take it back, and then give it to another person.

Because of the environment of her childhood, she has developed the habit of putting herself first no matter what. She can think of others without hurting herself, and once it happens, it will not only hurt her but also give no return at all. Zhao Zimu will unconsciously put himself back to the original position.

As now, Zhao Zimu is not Lin Qing.

Lin Qing felt the true meaning of her words, grabbed her hand with one hand, and grasped it fiercely, which made Zhao Zimu a little hurt, just like his mood at this time.

"I'll do it!" Lin Qing said fiercely, while gazing at her firmly.

This is not over, although she is still worried that he will repent, she will try to grasp it more!

Zhao Zimu laughed again, grabbed the rabbit meat thrown aside, and tore off the clean part, and then tore him into small strips to feed him. After all, it was a pity if he lost them all. Bake for a long time...

Lin Qing turned his head aside. Although the talks were peaceful, the atmosphere between the two was still a bit stiff. Zhao Zimu put the meat in his mouth and chewed slowly. Lin Qing turned her head to look at her. Turned his head and took a bite of meat to go to his mouth.

Unconsciously, her lips and teeth were entangled and her breathing was chaotic. Zhao Zimu dropped the meat and directly picked him up to the carriage. She doesn't want to eat meat now, she wants to eat people.

He got into the carriage and put him on the spacious soft slump. In his messy breathing and the violent ups and downs of his body, he ripped off the thick clothes on his body and put a soft cushion on his back to let him lean on it. The carriage wall.

Zhao Zimu asked him with his eyes closed: "What does it feel like?"

Lin Qing didn't reply, so she pinched his chin and asked with a bit of cruelty: "What does it feel like?"

A little cringed, and also uneasy, he said: "soft..."

"Can't help?"

He nodded.

"Will you regret it?" she asked again.

"No regrets." Lin Qing opened her eyes and looked at her straightly this time. She put the ugliest self in front of her and let her see one at a time. If she regretted it, Lin Qing smiled. She smiled bleakly.

Then as she said, go to **** together...

When Zhao Zimu got the answer, he put his hand into his already-opened shirt, slipping thinly through every inch of skin and sensitive places on his body, and finally down, staying on his lower abdomen.

Lin Qing's body began to stiffen, and Zhao Zimu still played with the skin there carefully, feeling every tremor of his body, and finally asked again: "You regret now that I can stop."

Lin Qing was still stiff but still shook his head. Zhao Zimu sighed secretly in her heart. She knew it was cruel, but she must pass this level, and she had to help him by herself, otherwise he would live forever. In the shadow of inferiority, she didn't want Lin Qing to alienate herself again for this reason.

Her hand ran down his belly into his place where he had always resisted. There was nothing warm but empty inside. Zhao Zimu's hand stopped on a huge scar, and a huge grief almost sent her Drowned, trembling with his fingertips, but forced not to let himself cry, but did not expect that there would have been an unstoppable drip, one drop after another, with mercy on this man.

Lin Qing was looking down at her at the moment, but his eyes were like a dead man, dim and dead.

"You see clearly now, you understand, the person in front of you is indeed an eunuch! He can't love men and women, and there will be no children and grandchildren. He is a man abandoned by human relations, he is just an ugly Defective products!"

"He is not nine thousand years old..."

Lin Qing's voice was soft and erratic, and his eyes were soaked with darkness, as if he were a demon who had climbed up from the bottomless abyss and wanted to choose someone to eat.

Zhao Zimu knows that as long as she handles it badly, the person in front of her may really become a demon, damaging the whole world he sees.

"Well, I see, you are Lin Qing." Zhao Zimu smiled with tears and continued his actions.

Lin Qing's dark eyes slowly returned, closing her eyes and letting her move.

"It hurts," she said with a heartache.

"..." You said, he ignored her when he broke the jar.

"Is the guy who started with you dead?" Her voice froze.

"...Dead" he didn't hate, because everyone was the same, he was just one of those misfortunes.

Zhao Zimu stopped talking. She knew it was just a rule fulfillment, and Lin Qing was only chopped by this rule. She couldn't blame anyone.

Continue to go back and forth in the wound with his hand, there is a slight reaction but not enough, and then continue to move the hand down, Lin Qing shuddered, clamped her hand with both legs, said dumbly: "... what do you do" .

"Be you..." spit out these two words dumbly, and Zhao Zimu went on to do it again...

Lin Qing was speechless for a while, just let her do it if she likes it, even if she is dead...

Lin Qing let go of Zhao Zimu's hands and let her play with his body stiffly.

But soon Lin Qing felt a little wrong. Zhao Zimu's hand stopped in a smooth place and gently slid and rubbed. In a strange way, he felt like a current was quickly passed from there, Lin Qing almost came He cried out when he lost his voice, his feet clasped tightly on the soft slump, and soon a thin layer of sweat came out of his forehead.

Lin Qing said a little flustered: "Don't...don't move there..."

His voice was out of tune, and he couldn't conceal the joy that was revealed in it.

The scars were slightly moist, and Zhao Zimu no longer stayed in the smooth land. A glide fell between his double strands. Lin Qing was shocked, when Zhao Zimu's fingertips entered a narrow place. Lin Qing immediately clamped his legs and his body was tight, so she would not let her go any further.

Looking at his face that was ashamed and annoyed like a red apple with dew, Zhao Zimu moved his hand back to the original place, and continued to tease the soft land just now.

Lin Qing's breath was gradually chaotic. He didn't know what it was like. He only knew it was exciting and enjoyable. His throat became dry.

Zhao Zimu still felt weird when he put his hand on his place at first, but after a long time he felt very comfortable and wanted to make her more and more...

Zhao Zimu let him go when his body slipped off the car wall unconsciously and his waist and limbs collapsed for so long.

At this time, he opened his legs/legs wide, and his shirt was opened because of unconscious twisting. The skin on the entire chest was exposed. His face was red and confused, and he also had a little sweat beads. The whole person All exude a fatal temptation.

Zhao Zimu was a little afraid to look at it. She was afraid that she could not help doing more excessive things to him. Even if he stopped her, she would use more force to suppress it.

After Lin Qing recovered, he slowly closed his legs, but suddenly sat up and squeezed her neck hard, shouting hard: "How many men have you ever played!"

"Cough cough cough..." The man suddenly went crazy, Zhao Zimu coughed uncontrollably, and quickly broke his hands to stop him, anxiously said: "Experience, ah no, this, oh, what I learned !"

"Where did you learn!"

"Chunfenglou, Baihualou, Menfengguan..."

"The man there tastes good?"

"Fortunately, ah no, no, no, not at all..."

"Zhao Zimu, you go out to me!"

"You listen to me explain!"

A crackling sound from the carriage rang in the open field, and a group of subordinates stood around in a weird and stiff look, and the bell that seemed to have been stupid, and the small face was full of dull expression.

What a hell!

This is the mood of everyone at the moment, their poor brains can no longer keep up with the rapid development of Chitose and his wife's adultery, and it seems that the wife has bullied Chitose...

Lying trough, should they run far now? In this book, the heroes and heroines usually start with those who break their rape!

I thought everyone here disappeared with a whine, I don’t know how far away from the carriage, I just want to be farther, helplessly limited by their positions, they had to pretend to find nothing, and poor Linger probably returned Did not respond, and still stood there demented...

Soon after, Zhao Zimu ran out of the carriage in a state of embarrassment. When she saw the little girl standing in front of her, she stayed for a while and then kindly said to Linger: "Tonight, I sleep with Linger."

As he spoke, he smiled and left, leaving only Linger alone in the wind...