Merry Xianggong Ximen Qing

() "It's time to apply."

While answering, Pan Jinlian quickly cleaned up Ximen Qing: "The master slept for a really long time, and dinner has already been prepared."

"Of course I slept for a long time after staring at him for a night, so I have to make up for it." Ximen Qing said with a smile, "I have to go out to do errands after dinner."

Pan Jinlian asked curiously: "Master, I heard that a Liao woman ran away at night, don't you know that this Liao man looks the same as our Song Dynasty people?"

"Of course they have two eyes, two nostrils and one mouth." Ximen Qing couldn't help laughing after hearing Pan Jinlian's question: "People from the Liao Kingdom are generally taller, but there is no difference in other things."

Pan Jinlian put down her comb and said, "My family heard that the woman from the Liao Dynasty came here to see her in the afternoon. Shu Tonger said that she is very beautiful and has a good figure. Is it possible that the master let her go because of pity?"

He didn't feel it when the knife was put on his throat, but when Pan Jinlian mentioned it, Ximen Qing seemed to feel a little pity in his heart.

Although I have never been to the Prison in the Imperial City, it is definitely not a place suitable for girls.

Even if Yeluyun is really the princess of the Liao Kingdom, and she is taken directly to the prison and placed under house arrest, and such a girl is caught between two countries, this is not what Ximen Qing wants to see.

Even if Yeluyun shot himself with a poisonous sleeve arrow, Ximen Qing's thoughts would not change.

In that situation, Yeluyun reacted very naturally.

But thinking back to the scene at that time, Ximen Qing's eyes were full of those expensive breasts.

at least a 36d?

"Master!" Pan Jinlian finished grooming Ximen Qing, seeing Ximen Qing staring at the copper basin without knowing what to think, she was a little annoyed, and said angrily, "Could it be that the master is really interested in some Lu Yeyun?"

"Lu Yeyun is a pseudonym, and her name is Yeluyun." Ximen Qing smiled and hugged Pan Jinlian in his arms: "Liu Niang, what kind of dry vinegar are you eating? You are much more beautiful than her, not to mention the people of Liao Dynasty who are exposed to the sun. Much more, the skin is dark."

"Really?" Pan Jinlian suddenly turned angry into joy: "Is my slave's skin fair?"

"Of course it's you." Ximen Qing put his arms around her lips and kissed her. He also stretched his hand into Pan Jinlian's arms very naturally, and whispered in her ear: "Your capital is not small."

Pan Jinlian was pushed to second base by Ximen Qing with lightning speed, and suddenly felt hot all over her body: "This time... I really touched it."

"Master, let's go down first."

Seeing this, the serving girl hurriedly bowed and retreated, closing the door behind her.

"These bastards are only going out now." Pan Jinlian pretended to be angry, but she became a little short of breath after being rubbed by Ximen Qing, and turned her face to ask for a kiss, her chest puffed up.

"You have tasted the sweetness!" Ximen Qing was overjoyed, stretched his face over, and his two tongues became entangled.

At the same time, Ximen Qing's subordinates did not relax. After rubbing gently for a while, he felt the bulge with the palm of his hand and fiddled with it slightly.

"Master, my slave." Pan Jinlian, who finally broke free from the deep French kiss, was already so weak: "My slave."

"Don't worry, Liu Niang, leave it to me." Ximen Qing gently kissed Pan Jinlian's Youxiao's hot cheek, pulled out her hand and hugged Pan Jinlian horizontally, and walked towards the big bed over there.

Needless to say, this moment is already destined.

Ximen Qing still remembers Pan Jinlian's amazement when she leaned out of the window on the second floor that day, and also remembers the ambiguity when she taught the woman self-defense. Regardless of whether this Ximen Qing is time-traveling or not, the two are destined to be together.

"My lord, the bed hasn't been made yet."

"It doesn't matter."

"My lord, there is no incense on the bed yet."

"I like your body fragrance the most, what are you doing with it?"

Pan Jinlian struggled slightly, but how could Ximen Qing let go? Ximen Qing didn't let go of Pan Jinlian until he put Pan Jinlian gently on the bed.

Immediately afterwards, Ximen Qing kissed again.

"Master, wait." Pan Jinlian suddenly pushed away Ximen Qing's kiss, struggled to jump out of bed, then went to open the wooden box next to her, and searched for it for a while.

Seeing Pan Jinlian's nervous look, Ximen Qing took off his coat first, and thought to himself: "I'm about to fold flowers, so what are you looking for? Could it be some sexy underwear hidden in the box? Embroidered some mandarin ducks on the small clothes, what other tricks can there be? It can’t be some sex toys.”

To Ximen Qing's surprise, when Pan Jinlian was obviously relieved and turned around, there was no sexy underwear or sex toys in her hand, but a handkerchief, and it was plain white without even a flower on it.

"Liu Niang was so thoughtful, she even found out the handkerchief for wiping."

Ximen Qing thought badly, but was surprised to find that Pan Jinlian unfolded the white handkerchief and spread it carefully, then smiled shyly and began to undress: "Master, I'm ready."

Wait, this scene seems to have been seen somewhere.

But when the charming beauty lay on the bed and said that she was ready, as a man she was not ready, then there was a real problem.

So Ximen Qing put aside all distracting thoughts, and prepared to immerse himself in Zhougong's ceremony.

"Let me go!"

Ximen Qing stopped Pan Jinlian's actions, and while kissing her, began to remove the obstacles on both of them.

The so-called obstacles, of course, are the clothes on the body.

As a man, how can he let go of the honor of taking off the beauty's clothes with his own hands?

Pan Jinlian was a little embarrassed, after all, she was the one who should serve Ximen Qing; but Ximen Qing's gentle "relax" made her slightly tense muscles relax due to tension.

Ximen Qing's technique was very subtle, which made her feel an unprecedented feeling.

A feeling of going straight to the sky.

When the two sides met each other sincerely, Ximen Qing couldn't help but give a big compliment. Last time, Xueer lifted the quilt, which made Ximen Qing glimpse Pan Jinlian's naked back, but now he can see Pan Jinlian's naked back. Jinlian's naked body.

Strong, round, towering, tall and straight, many words popped up in Ximen Qing's mind at the same time, but he still couldn't describe the thrilling curve.

Perfect!It seems that only these two words can describe what Ximen Qing saw and felt in his palm.

This is completely different from the feeling of touching it from under the clothes just now. At this time, there is a visual pleasure, which brings double pleasure.

What Pan Jinlian enjoys is also double, because just now it was only one hand, but now Ximen Qing has both hands together, and also has a flexible tongue.

Seeing the pair of jade rabbits changing shapes in his hands, while the beauty under him closed his eyes slightly, singing in a low voice happily, Ximen Qing felt that somewhere in him was becoming more and more indestructible.

Being pressed against the lower abdomen by a hard object is not very good; feeling the hardness and heat of that object, Pan Jinlian couldn't help but spread her legs apart.

Everything seemed to be going well, and Ximen Qing tentatively marched towards the final goal.

The first thing I felt was the slippery and hot heat.

But the heat only made the thing harder.

To Ximenqing's surprise, his avatar encountered a slight obstacle.

However, Ximen Qing didn't think too much, but drove straight in, causing Pan Jinlian who was below her to frown slightly, and her two long legs hooked Ximen Qing's waist.

"Dada, slow down."

Hearing the title of Dada, Ximen Qing's heart skipped a beat, and this sentence was also hummed from the mouth of the beauty in a subtle tone. At the same time, Ximen Qing felt that his avatar was "clamped" very forcefully.

I believe this feeling is what every man dreams of, but Ximen Qing met him today, making him ecstatic.

What Ximen Qing responded was a hot kiss and clever movements in his hands, which made Pan Jinlian's tense body relax again, so that the avatar could continue to move in the slippery state.

Pan Jinlian bit her lower lip, trying her best not to make a sound, but the feeling from her lower body had accumulated to the point where she couldn't restrain herself.

"If you want to call out, call out."

Ximen Qing lowered his head and whispered in Pan Jinlian's ear, "It's hard to hold back."

"Master." Pan Jinlian finally couldn't help letting go of her lower lip, and slowly let out a charming voice that seduces the soul. The voice became louder and more urgent.

Following Ximen Qing's movements, Pan Jinlian felt that her soul was blown straight to the sky by the wind like a kite with a broken string, and the speed was getting faster and faster.

"Is Dada doing well?" Ximen Qing panted and asked, "Can Dada do it?"

Dada, the intimate name between a man and a woman, made Ximen Qing very excited, and the frequency of attacks increased steadily in an orderly manner.

Pan Jinlian could no longer know what she was saying, and in the end there was only meaningless moaning, which made Ximen Qing speed up his movements.

For a moment, Pan Jinlian felt that she had lost consciousness, and only remembered to hook Ximen Qing tightly with her two long legs, making the fiery clone go deeper.

Accompanied by the final sprint, Pan Jinlian felt that her broken kite seemed to be torn into pieces by the strong wind in the sky, and it was as if the firecracker had reached the highest point and was smashed to pieces.

It makes people feel extremely smashed.

Ximen Qing also turned over hesitantly, wondering if those bird people who invented condoms after time travel had their heads caught by the door, of course it is the best!

Both of them were panting, and their mouths kissed deeply again, which was both joy and aftertaste.

After a long time, the two separated reluctantly, and something caught Ximen Qing's eyes, which he couldn't help noticing.

There was a bright red on the white handkerchief.

Ximen Qing suddenly realized why Pan Jinlian had to put a white handkerchief under her body, wasn't this the way it was used in ancient bridal chambers to verify the bride's perfection?

But why is Pan Jinlian still...?

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