Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

Cheng Jia's shivering time was longer than Sum, and he got worse when he had a fever.

Su Mu's body was still very weak. Even Wang Xuanzhi didn't come back at night. The people near the turret had already moved back. Ling Qingyu had no choice but to bite the bullet, take off his clothes and wipe his body to cool him down.

Cheng Jia's body is slender and fair, and his skin is as tender as water. Ling Qingyu wiped it, and a red mark came out, one wipe, and another red mark. He didn't realize it, if he showed it to someone after he wiped it, he wouldn't know why. went.

Because of the high fever, Cheng Jia's face was also burnt red, and the usual facial features brought a touch of charm, and the eyes looked at her as if dripping water.

"Cheng Jia, it's not that I said you, you should exercise more. Look at my family Sum, who is only fifteen years old, and his body is much better than you." Ling Qingyu said while rubbing, his body is It belongs to the thin type, with only a few slight muscles, and is completely different from the strong body of Yan San Yang Zhao and the others. It has no sense of strength, but has some weakness.

Cheng Jia smiled, only her sweaty face could be seen in her burnt eyes.

Cheng Jia fainted once in the middle of the night. Ling Qingyu was very nervous, but he woke up in the middle of the night sweating profusely.

Wang Xuanzhi came back when he woke up, and when he saw this, he wanted to call someone to send him to the county office.

"I'm not going," said Cheng Jia, sweating and consciously refreshing: "The city has already begun to die. It's cleaner here."

Ling Qingyu had crawled back to sleep, Wang Xuanzhi lowered his voice and said, "What do you want like this? Do you really want to marry her back?"

"Haha," Cheng Jia laughed at herself twice, and said: "Do you think she wants to marry me? Even if I ask her to be my wife, she won't be willing."

"Hmph, what do you think, you will talk about it tomorrow, whether she marries or not, this kind of woman!" Wang Xuanzhi sneered.

"Wang Xuanzhi, she saved your life!" Cheng Jia raised her voice unexpectedly, glanced at the tent there, and then lowered her voice: "You think what your brother and sister said is true? It was Zhao Yinfeng that day. She was rushing to find someone to propose, but she refused. Your sister couldn't bear the man who had been chasing her to marry someone. That's why she said nonsense about you, touching your own conscience, how can you imagine the truth?"

Wang Xuanzhi pursed his mouth without making a sound. The head of the Ling family in the mouth of his sister and brother is a rude and **** woman, smashing men everywhere, raising a lot of face, and being a lowly and unscrupulous person. These days, it seems that she is indeed very close to the guards around her. There is no concept of male and female guards at all, so it is only natural that he lives, and she has not considered her reputation at all, but in On the dam, in the water. Wang Xuanzhi is not stupid, knowing that something is wrong, but subconsciously he is unwilling to believe that what his brothers and sisters are telling lies.

"You move away." Cheng Jia leaned against the soft seat and said.

"If I move away, who will take care of you? Do you really want that woman to be so confused with you?" Wang Xuanzhi said coldly.

"Wang Xuanzhi! Are you sure you are taking care of me instead of murdering me!" Cheng Jia gritted his teeth and looked at the young man who poured a basin of water on him, and raised his head to ask Wang Xuanzhi, who was standing aside with an embarrassed face.

When Cheng Jia had a high fever again, according to Ling Qingyu's words, he had to rub his body with warm water to cool down. How could the lord do such a thing? Too tender, it will break with a little bit of strength) This is how I knocked over the basin.

Thinking of being able to rest, Ling Qingyu, who had just taken care of Soum, sighed and walked in resigningly, saying slowly, "Or, is it a little girl to take care of?"

When the black-faced Wang Xuanzhi and Xiaosi had left, Ling Qingyu moved Cheng Jia away, changed the wet bedding, and then put on the new warm water, and said: "Master Cheng, the field is going to double."

Although his lips were burning red, Cheng Jia still smiled and said, "How about ten pianos?"

"Some losses, thirty songs are about the same." Turning him over, gently wiping the burnt pink skin behind him, Ling Qingyu said.

"Haha, have you ever lost in business?" Cheng Jia crawled on the mat and smiled.

"Yes, all the business I did with you have lost me." Ling Qingyu said bitterly, his hands heavier unconsciously, a red mark immediately appeared on his back, and he changed his light hands.

How can you lose, I am the one who lost, Cheng Jia said inwardly.

On the fifth day, Soum finally stabilized, and Cheng Jia did not have such a high fever. Except that the two were suffering from severe diarrhea and vomiting, but more and more people died in the city.

But that night, Wang Xuanzhi was so immortal that Wang Xuanzhi returned.

"Hurry up and ask the county magistrate to pick up your son." Ling Qingyu said to Wang Xuanzhi's servant with a dark face.

"Miss Ling, don't, look at so many people who died in the city, your Lord Cheng and this little brother are starting to get better, let the son be here with you." Xiao Si said with a sad face. Those people in the city still kept dying after taking no idea how many medicines they had taken. Only this girl Ling, who filled them with water, porridge, and rubbed her body, was not dead. Comparing the two, Xiao Si felt that it was more reliable.

"No, I can't take this responsibility!" Ling Qingyu said loudly.

Xiao Si knocked her three heads and said, "The little one wants to deliver the letter, please, girl." Turning around and running away.

This! Ling Qingyu turned his head to look at Wang Xuanzhi in amazement, and said, "What about your other men? How about so many people!"

"It's...playing...swing..." Wang Xuanzhi said shivering.

I rely on!

Ling Qingyu was speechless, and couldn't really look at him, so he had to accept his fate to carry water, and then asked Sum to boil the water a little better, and continue to work hard.

After Wang Xuanzhi had a high fever, he sweated profusely and changed his clothes and sheets. Ling Qingyu was like climbing out of the two tents (to save trouble, I dragged a tent directly).

The body was very weak, Ling Qingyu shuddered unconsciously holding his arms, and a trace of coldness surged from his body.

No way? Isn't it two days? Ling Qingyu moved into his tent and put on a piece of clothing.

Could it be that it was triggered in advance because it was too exhausting these few days? Oops, there is no one around here, and even Wang Xuanzhi's guards are swaying. Where can I find a usable male body? (She was indeed the idea of ​​the two guards who beat her)

"Master?" The trembling of Ling Qingyu's teeth awakened Su Mu. He was still feverish. In his confusion, he saw Ling Qingyu sitting at the door shaking with cold, got up, touched her and called out.

"Sum, don't come close to me." Ling Qingyu hugged herself tighter, the chill was getting worse, she was afraid that she would lose her mind and ruin the boy who was still a child.

"Master, are you sick too?" Sum said anxiously, touching her forehead.

The teenager was still feverish, with Ling Qingyu's much-needed heat in his palm, Ling Qingyu snorted comfortably, then immediately moved away and said: "Sum, you stay away, or I will lose my mind before... Anyway, stay away from me."

Su Mu bit her lip, hugged her, put her on the mat, then covered her with quilts and other things, and said: "Don't be afraid, Master, Su Mu knows what to do."

I'm not a pendulum! Ling Qingyu wanted to cry without tears, but still drank a few sips of the water that Su Mu had handed over.

Seeing that Ling Qingyu’s face became whiter and paler until he turned blue, Su Mu realized that something was wrong. They would get fever within a quarter of an hour to half an hour when they were cold, but the master seemed to be getting colder and colder, and even the skin would have frost. same.

Ling Qingyu's head was already a little confused, and Su Mu reached for her hand again, and the heat made her unconsciously stick it up, sighing, "It's so warm."

Su Mu was quiet for a while, pulled the tent curtain, then took off his clothes, and whispered softly: "Master, please forgive Su Mu." Then he uncovered the quilt and went in.

Su Mu had a fever and his body was very hot, but Ling Qingyu's body was like ice cubes. When the two touched, it would be a dry fire, and Ling Qingyu immediately got on it.

Holding this hot body, Ling Qingyu hummed comfortably, and then when his lips touched a hot and soft spot, he immediately stuck it on and bite hard.

Su Mu was surprised first, and then he responded more forcefully. The woman's lips were plump and cold. Su Mu kissed the lips, as if they tasted sweetness, and the body in his arms was the same, plump and soft but yet again. As cold as ice.

"Give it to me, Sum, give it to me." Ling Qingyu let go of his fragrant lips and muttered.

When he first came into contact with a woman’s body, Soum’s little brother was awakened, and now he was even more refreshed. Summ thought of the **** he had suffered before, and wanted to kiss a woman’s sensitive points, but Ling Qingyu was not convinced. Turn over and press down.

"Sum, give it to me, okay? Give it to me?" Ling Qingyu directly sat on it while whispering.

The physique of the young boy hadn't fully developed yet, but at this time he was already very thick, and the heat filled his body, causing Ling Qingyu to sigh again.

"Everything about Sum belongs to the master." Sum looked at the master sitting on him, smiled from the heart, and said swearingly.

The instinct in the body and Ling Qingyu’s remaining intellect knew that she had to quickly satisfy that pitted snake's Yin, otherwise she would lose consciousness, let alone what would happen, Ling Qingyu moved up and down directly by herself, twitching the hot, The suction in the body also increased, and after a while, the magma was sucked out.

The young pure Yuan Yang made Ling Qingyu's body heat up, and he groaned unconsciously.

"Master, do you want this from Sum?" Sum has already felt it. After he shot, Ling Qingyu's body became less cold. He had received this education since he was a child, and the Egyptian side has a lot to do with men. The research on **** is a woman's skin care product is very deep. Although he did not guess the reason, Sum guessed the process with his profound knowledge of Egypt.

"Summ, not enough, Summ..." Ling Qingyu whispered with some crying taste, like a person who is extremely hungry, you give her porridge, not only can't be full, but all the **** is stimulated When she came out, her body clamored even harder.

"Master, I'll give you everything from Soum, and all for you..." Soum turned Ling Qingyu over and pressed her down, raised her waist, and pushed it in deeply, only for the result, not the process, so Sumu didn't use it. Any technique learned is just to indulge yourself by instinct and let your little brother release again and again in the tight and tempting suction.

"That **** bitch!" Wang Xuanzhi cursed in a low voice. The tent is not soundproof, and the moans over there can be clearly heard.

Cheng Jia covered his head with the pillow to block the tempting voice, but an increasingly heavy sense of disobedience surged in his heart.

She shouldn't be like this, she shouldn't be like this...