My wife is a sword fairy

After finishing the Western food, the two walked to the food stall where they ate barbecue last time.

When she got there, the food in her stomach was almost digested. Despite Meng Qiaoqiao's good figure, she was really good at eating, and I don't know if it was because of her happiness.

After the two finished the barbecue and drank some beer, Meng Qiaoqiao felt a little dizzy.

Zhao Qingzheng and Meng Qiaoqiao returned to the Diamond Hotel, and then came to the top floor. The top floor is usually reserved for some powerful people, even the secretary of the Yangcheng Municipal Party Committee, they are basically hands-free if they are not at the provincial and ministerial level.

Opening the door, a scent of roses came to my face.

This luxurious suite was decorated in a warm and cozy way. From the entrance, it was covered with rose petals. Inside, there were red candles lit. The scent of flowers permeated the nostrils. Both Meng Qiaoqiao and Zhao Qingzheng couldn't help but stare blankly.

Thank you, Uncle Longhu, for such a good arrangement, even if Meng Qiaoqiao doesn't follow tonight, I have to follow!Zhao Qingzheng was secretly happy in his heart, knowing that although Zhang Longhu was doing this with little effort, he was still extremely grateful.

Meng Qiaoqiao couldn't bear to walk in and trample on these petals.

Zhao Qingzheng didn't hesitate, he pulled her and walked in.

"Is it well arranged?" Zhao Qingzheng looked at Meng Qiaoqiao very proudly.

"Hmm...you asked them to do this? Why didn't I know?" Meng Qiaoqiao asked suspiciously.

"Of course, if I let you know, how can I give you a surprise?" Zhao Qingzheng kicked off his shoes with a smile.

Meng Qiaoqiao also took off her shoes and walked with him in the sea of ​​flowers.

Stepping on the soft rose petals, the whole room presents a warm color, with an ambiguous atmosphere developing.

Meng Qiaoqiao felt somewhat regretful about losing her first time yesterday for no apparent reason, but now, this regret is being made up for, which made Meng Qiaoqiao feel that Zhao Qingzheng was really kind to her, and also Gentle and considerate, but also romantic.But how did she know that it was just Zhang Longhu seeing the two of them playing in the Diamond Hotel and making love, and of course Zhao Qingzheng would not be so stupid as to say it by himself.

There is expensive Louis XIV red wine on the table, and the value of a glass is enough to make countless so-called white-collars bow down.

Naturally, Zhao Qingzheng, a country bumpkin, didn't know about it, while Meng Qiaoqiao had a rich family background, but she didn't know much about wine tasting, and she was somewhat illiterate about red wine.

Meng Qiaoqiao walked slowly to the balcony. There are 33 floors here, which is a metaphor for the 33-story sky. Everything under her feet has become smaller.

Zhao Qing was walking out with a glass of red wine, and said with a smile, "Shall I have a drink?"

Meng Qiaoqiao was already slightly dizzy after drinking some red wine in the western restaurant and half a bottle of beer in the barbecue shop, but at this moment, her heart was brimming with happiness, but she did not hesitate to take the beer in Zhao Qingzheng's hand. He took the wine glass and took a sip, feeling that the wine was smooth and sweet.

Meng Qiaoqiao said softly: "Qingzheng, thank you."

Zhao Qingzheng felt a little ashamed, but he had a very useful look on his face, holding Meng Qiaoqiao's shoulder.

Meng Qiaoqiao rested her head on his shoulder, talking to him and drinking a sip of wine from time to time.

"I didn't expect that you, an idiot who only takes advantage of others, are quite romantic!" Meng Qiaoqiao looked up at him, seeing his deep eyes, looking at the scenery in front of her.

Zhao Qing was gently stroking her long hair blown by the wind, and suddenly tore off her hairpin, three thousand black hairs were flying in the wind, Meng Qiaoqiao at this moment was simply beautiful.Her lips were even more rosy because of the red wine, her eyes were filled with mist, and her face was rosy and pleasant from the steam of wine.

Zhao Qingzheng turned his head suddenly and couldn't help but stare blankly.

Meng Qiaoqiao's face turned redder.

Then the lips of the two people stuck together in a natural situation...

Zhao Qingzheng took off Meng Qiaoqiao's underwear little by little, and Meng Qiaoqiao also accepted it with a coy gesture.

Zhao Qingzheng took a sip of red wine, fed it into her mouth, and kissed her again...

Then the red wine glass tilted slowly, and the remaining half of the glass of red wine was spilled on Meng Qiaoqiao's body as white as jade. The red wine formed a sharp contrast with the white skin, and Zhao Qingzheng's mouth followed suit. The wine moved slowly, licking the wine off her body bit by bit.

Meng Qiaoqiao leaned against the wall weakly, holding his head tightly with both hands, feeling numb all over her body.

The fire between the two was hooked.

Meng Qiaoqiao couldn't help opening her mouth and moaning softly.

Zhao Qingzheng couldn't bear it anymore, felt that the flirtatiousness was enough, picked her up by the waist, and threw her on the bed covered with petals.

Meng Qiaoqiao curled up, and he jumped on it.

Everything seemed very logical.

The moment Zhao Qingzheng entered Meng Qiaoqiao's body, there was an astonishing sense of fit. The two of them felt an incomparable comfort from the depths of their souls to their bodies!At this time, Zhao Qingzheng felt that the immortal power in his body was also slowly circulating, flowing between the two, and accumulating more and more, his dantian expanded little by little... If the dantian expanded on weekdays, Zhao Qingzheng must be Ecstasy, but now everything is not so important, the most important thing is to lie under him and entangle his lovely son.

Everything is going on under extremely gentle, steady flow.

A moment of spring night.

A brace.

hat trick.

Zhao Qingzheng asked Meng Qiaoqiao three times, and it was not until Meng Qiaoqiao was a little tired and paralyzed that he gave up the idea of ​​coming for the fourth time, hugged her in the bathroom and took a very charming mandarin duck bath, and then went back. to bed.

"Are you...pregnant?" Meng Qiaoqiao asked nervously.

Cough, the power of Xianyuanli is great!

"Don't worry, it won't happen." Zhao Qingzheng nodded Meng Qiaoqiao's nose and said with a smile.

Meng Qiaoqiao had a kind of blind faith in him now, so she nodded immediately after hearing this.

Zhao Qingzheng was hugging Meng Qiaoqiao's soft body, gently holding up the pair of tall and straight jade peaks, and said with a smile: "Qiaoqiao is so beautiful."

Meng Qiaoqiao snorted, and stuck to his body tightly, not letting him do anything bad.

Zhao Qingzheng chuckled, stopped teasing Meng Qiaoqiao, put her head on his shoulder, and said, "Go to bed early, we have to go to class tomorrow!"

Meng Qiaoqiao said softly: "Qingzheng, let's make an agreement, this is really the last time we do anything too much before the college entrance examination! I don't want to be distracted before the college entrance examination, otherwise, my grades will drop, and my parents will teach you a lesson Mine. I also want to make a summary of my 12 years of hard work, and I don’t want to be sorry for the past 12 years.”

Zhao Qingzheng gently stroked Meng Qiaoqiao's jade back and said, "Well, I promise Qiaoqiao. This is the last time."

Meng Qiaoqiao said in a concentrated voice: "I will not tolerate you like last time!"

Zhao Qingzheng mournfully said: "Then kissing is always okay, right?"

Meng Qiaoqiao snorted lightly, and said, "When I want to be happy, you are allowed to do so."

Zhao Qingzheng suddenly suppressed Meng Qiaoqiao, turned her back to him, and clasped her slender waist with both hands.

"you……"

"Let's do it again?" Zhao Qing was seeking Meng Qiaoqiao's opinion, but he was already ready.

"Good... good." Meng Qiaoqiao said with a blushing face.

……

The whole night was spent in boundless romance, the two embraced each other and slept peacefully.

Silence and joy, love each other silently.