Flower Stealing Master

6 Guanying led Song Qingshu to the door of his wife's room, and said with a sad look: "The son, go in, I won't show up, so I won't be embarrassed after a while."

"In fact, it's still too late for Brother Six to regret it." Song Qingshu changed his name. After all, the other party was older and he became his brother-in-law again. Brother Six was worthy.

Noting the change in appellation, 6 Guanying immediately became excited and felt that he had gotten closer to Song Qingshu's thick thigh, and hurriedly said: "Please rest assured, my son, this decision is made after we have considered it carefully and will never regret it."

"Then... okay." Song Qingshu had nothing to say now. He was about to push the door and suddenly stopped, and handed a thin booklet to 6 Guanying from his arms. "This is The copy of the evil swordsman, the son can slowly refer to it when it is empty."

Song Qingshu has always acted kindly, and people have given his wife to himself, so how can he not let him go back empty-handed, not to mention that he originally planned to give the evil spirit sword to the other party.

"Much...Thank you..." Six Guanying's voice trembled, and the hand that reached out to receive the book was also a little trembling. Obviously, his heart was very excited, because his future career depends on Song Qingshu, and half of his future career depends on this peerless martial arts secret book. Up.

Watching Song Qingshu walk into his wife’s room, he closed the door again, six Guanying’s lips opened, but after all, he said nothing. As a man, making such a decision is really not an easy task, but look. With this secret book that people in the rivers and lakes dream of in his hands, he regained his spirit.

After taking a deep look into the room where his wife was, Liu Guanying hurriedly left with gritted teeth. He didn't want to stay here, otherwise he would hear the sound coming from inside later, and he asked himself that it would be hard for him to bear the feeling of suffering. . In addition, he needs a secluded place to study this evil swordsmanship seriously, so there is no nostalgia when he leaves.

Song Qingshu walked into the room when she heard that 6 Guanying had gone outside. For some reason, there was no light in the room, but she was relieved when she thought of 6 Guanying's shyness of his wife just now.

"Cheng Yaojia looks as pure as a white rabbit on weekdays, but I didn't expect it to be so real when someone gets up and plays." Song Qingshu laughed blankly.

Cheng Yaojia did not come out to greet him, but instead lay quietly on the bed in the inner room, covered with a quilt, his chest was slightly undulating, and his breathing was extremely smooth and quiet.

"Asleep?" Song Qingshu was startled, but it was indeed late now. It is normal for her to wait here for a while and fall asleep. After all, in the eyes of 6 Guanying, this night may be very nervous for his wife, but in fact, the two have already been immersed. Cheng Yaojia has no defense against herself, even if she falls asleep, she is not afraid to treat her. do what.

"It's better to fall asleep as well." Song Qingshu didn't wake up the lady in bed, but felt that it would be more interesting to try different scenes.

He tiptoedly took off her coat and clothes, and Song Qingshu quietly got into the quilt on the bed. The key to this situation was to steal a word. If she woke her up, it would be bad.

As soon as he got into the bed, Song Qingshu’s hands were full of warmth and softness. Tenderness was like fat, and the beautiful woman on the bed seemed to wear only the most intimate clothing. Song Qingshu secretly smiled: "How dignified and quiet is Yaojia on weekdays? Waiting for me barely, it seems that 6 Guanying's decision broke her heart and made her let her go."

The beauty is serious, and Song Qingshu naturally can't live up to her kindness.

Reaching out to clasp her fragrant shoulders, the whole person kissed gently.

"Yeah" the beautiful woman under her screamed, as if she had been aware of it.

Song Qingshu felt the woman under her tightly closed her teeth, and couldn't help but said amused: "I'm an old husband and wife, so why are you shy?"

The beautiful lady didn't know if he was moved by him or if she couldn't resist his various high attacks, her red lips lightly opened, and he was eventually detained and entered.

Song Qingshu didn’t care about her kissing skills and obviously dodged her. Only when she thought that her husband was still in this garden, and she couldn’t let go of her hands and feet, she resorted to various provocative means to kiss her panting. , Fang's heart beating.

"Hey, ma'am seems to have reduced in the past two days." Song Qingshu felt that her skin was not as plump and soft as before, and it looked more compact and slender.

"Hmm" Cheng Yaojia seemed to want to say something, but his mouth was filled with some delicate snorts, which instead added fuel to the fire, causing Song Qingshu's kiss to fall like rain.

"Legs seem to have become longer." Song Qingshu couldn't help but wonder, "It seems that there is something wonderful about groping in the dark."

In the darkness, Song Qingshu was so hot that he was irritated by the skin. He estimated that the time was about to come, so he leaned over and pressed it up.

"Huh?" Song Qingshu only felt that he was tightly bound by something, and he couldn't move forward, wondering why Cheng Yaojia was still like a girl?

Feeling a slight tremor in her figure, Song Qingshu leaned into her ear and said softly: "It's not the first time for us. Why is Madam so nervous?"

"Yeah" Cheng Yaojia groaned again, but it was a pity that Song Qingshu heard it as a kind of affectionate invitation.

Song Qingshu was tight, and the whole person sank down. The whole person was suddenly stunned, because he keenly felt that he seemed to have broken through a thin layer. As a veteran in love, how could he not know what that was. What's going on?

Cheng Yaojia has been a married woman for many years, and she has been intimate with herself, so how can she be a virgin?

Song Qingshu's face was green, and he opened the tent, and a yang finger shot towards the oil lamp on the table, and the other yang finger was so strong that it rubbed against the oil lamp wick, and sparks suddenly appeared, and the room gradually lit up.

Looking down, Song Qingshu was stunned, and saw Yelu Nanxian lying under him with tears on his face, staring at him pitifully.

"Ah, why are you?" Song Qingshu was dumbfounded. The first reaction was that 6 Guanying made a round. Maybe he planned to assassinate himself and hurriedly observe, but the Qi machine came out and there was nothing unusual within a radius of ten feet. .

"Woo" Yelu Nanxian made that whimper again.

Song Qingshu realized that she had been dumb acupuncture points. No wonder she had whimpered several times before. She thought she was embarrassed to speak, and deliberately pretended to be half asleep.

As soon as she unlocked Yelu Nanxian's acupuncture points, she said in a crying voice: "Get out...Go away..."

Song Qingshu realized that he was still staying in her body and couldn't help but smiled. In this situation, watching the tear-stained young girl, even if she was a hard-hearted girl, she had to be practiced to be soft.

"Okay, I'll come out right away." Song Qingshu was a little flustered, and said objectively, he has already been among the tens of thousands of flowers now, and the leaves are not touched. He has always been extremely calm and calm in the day. It is difficult to be so gloomy. It is just now. The situation is so unbelievable, and he has taken advantage of others, it is inevitable that he has a guilty conscience.

Maybe Song Qingshu's movements were a little bigger, Yelu Nanxian took a breath, and his pretty face turned pale with pain, subconsciously holding Song Qingshu tightly like an octopus: "Don't move...it hurts...it hurts." …"