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The three-dimensional and exquisite eyebrows and eyes are uncharacteristically gentle after falling asleep, and the long eyelashes make people can't help but focus on them.

Seeing her abnormal appearance, Le Zhengqinghe also became playful, picked up a strand of hair and gently brushed Ning Qiong's cheek in his hands, his fingers stayed on her lips for a while.

"Is it fun?" Ning Qiong suddenly opened her eyes and looked at him with her face propped up.

If it was an ordinary person at this time, they would definitely be deceived by Ning Qiong's abrupt words and her usual cold face and honestly admit her mistake, but Le Zhengqinghe directly kissed Ning Qiong on the face.

"Of course, Miss Qiong is so interesting, I really like it."

Ning Qiong's heartbeat was faster than when she approached the yard, but her expression was calm, her chin was raised with Le Zhengqing.

"You like my sister, so do you want my sister to show you some good things?"

"What good thing? Is it a new game?" Le Zhengqinghe continued to pretend to be the prey.

"Hey, it's more exciting than games." Ning Qiong smiled and raised the corners of her mouth.

"Then do you want to play in my room?" Le Zheng Qinghe put his hand on Ning Qiong's Balenciaga family.

"Huh? No... wait!"

"Or, Miss Qiong, do you like being here?"

Ning Qiong still wanted to argue, but Le Zhengqing and all of a sudden kissed her and blocked her lips.

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Ball 110: Water bed: Please turn on the microphone to communicate "The material of the water bed is very strong, and it can easily support the weight of two people.

Ning Qiong was still a little flustered, she admitted that she usually likes to talk, but it was a bit too sudden, she was not prepared for it.

Ning Qiong's eyes fell on Le Zhengqing and the open skirt, her white skin and muscle lines made her swallow subconsciously.

She felt she was mentally ready again.

Le Zhengqinghe was lying sideways beside her, with his legs wrapped around her thighs, his wet tongue scratching the breasts under the hollow chest of the cheongsam exposed by taking off the fur shawl.

But he still looked at her with eyes as innocent as a little fox, which female cadre could resist this temptation.

Ning Qiong's fingertips slid across Le Zheng Qinghe's Adam's apple, hooking his chin and still pretending to be calm.

Le Zhengqing and lowered his eyes to see Ning Qiong's upturned thumb. While looking up at her, he put his thumb with blue-pink gradient manicure in his mouth, and gently scraped his tongue over the round nail.

Ning Qiong's hands trembled, her ear tips were already red, but she still didn't notice it, and she still pretended to be indifferent and peaceful.

Le Zhengqing and leaned forward, licked and kissed Ning Qiong's tender swan neck, leaving red marks on the exposed collarbone.

"Sister Ningqiong~" Le Zhengqing held her earlobe harshly, "You're wet."

"Oh, nothing..." Ning Qiong's ears dilated slightly due to the congestion, "That's because the quality of this thing is not good, and it's leaking."

"Really?" Le Zhengqing slid down the line of her jaw to her chin, and finally stayed on her lips.

Suddenly his lower back was embraced, a pair of dexterous hands slid to the abdomen along the muscle texture, then pushed upwards, swept across the chest and encircled the back of his neck again.

"My little guy, I'm getting more and more courageous." Ning Qiong wrapped her hands around Le Zhengqinghe's neck and pressed down, actively kissing Le Zhengqinghe's lips ""

The two mixed and swallowed the saliva in their mouths, Le Zhengqing reached out and landed under Ning Qiong, lifting the hem of her cheongsam.

"Pfft." Le Zhengqing laughed out loud.

"What's so funny!" Ning Qiong bent her legs and took off the underwear with the pattern of Yugui dog, and threw it on the ground.

"Let me tell you what color your pants are..." Ning Qiong twitched her lips and took off Le Zheng Qinghe's pants.

It is the style of ink painting that depicts bamboo forests.

Ning Qiong twitched the corners of her mouth, and her nail-wearing fingertips passed through the sides of the boxer pants, and slowly took them off. The big baguette puffs that popped out suddenly made Ning Qiong swallow her saliva.

"How about...let's do it next time..." Ning Qiong backed down, this size is still not fully up, if it is really done, it will be fatal, right?

Le Zhengqing stretched out his finger to press Ning Qiong's lips, and wrapped his other hand in the hem of the cheongsam, pressing the obvious little Titi and began to tease happily.

"Sister Qiong just said this now, isn't it a bit late?"

Under the cheongsam, Le Zhengqing and he roughly figured out Ning Qiong's shape just by feeling.

She is a white tiger, but the happy little Titi always sneaks out her head to see the outside world, and is easily caught.

Just as Le Zhengqing said before, Ning Qiong was completely wet, and there was still a deep stain on the Yugui dog underwear on the ground.

The index finger twisted the little Titi, who always likes to probe like the Viet Cong, and the two fingers next to each other squeezed into the tight hole, rubbing and staying in the hole, and the wet liquid lubricated her narrow hole. channel.

The other hand opened the neckline of the cheongsam with two buttons, to the extent that the clothes can be firmly connected and the hand can be stretched in.

Ningqiong wore seamless underwear under her clothes, and the thin transparent belt was connected to the three-point underwear pad, which just covered the areola just enough.

Le Zhengqing and Ning Qiong kissed each other by probing into the pair of plump breasts and kneading them wantonly.

After all, his handle is being manipulated in and out of Ning Qiong's hands at the moment.

After the kiss, the two looked at each other, and then loosened each other's vital points one after another.Yue Zhengqing lifted the long hem of the cheongsam to cover Ning Qiong's abdomen, and the thick magic sword seemed to sharpen Ning Qiong's flesh mound as a whetstone.

The blunt edge of the sword lingered on the probe's little Titi for a while, and the hot sword body and blade pressed against it, and tried to use it to block the natural opening of the blade.

Under the urging of the new scabbard, Lezheng Qinghe's magic sword slowly chiseled into the brand new scabbard, and rhythmic suction came from the forcibly expanded flesh hole.

Like a fairy king, Ningqiong's clothes were also stained by the leaked blood.

Le Zhengqing and one hand grasped her waist with vest line abdominal muscles, counting shallow and deep movements, bent down amid Ning Qiong's moaning sound, and held most of the breasts that ran out of the collar of the cheongsam.

In the kneading of the palms of the hands, the slightly protruding and round nipples were finally pulled out of the cover of the skirt, Le Zhengqing held the pink and tender nipples, and the tip of the tongue was circling around, or pressed the tip of the tongue against the nipples and poked deeply into the tender breasts In the middle, he took the breast meat in one mouthful, and slowly sucked the nipple out of his mouth like sucking milk.

The right hand gradually moved down from the strong abdominal muscles, pinching the little steamed bun tightly clamping Lezhengqing and Demon Sword like an abalone, and kneaded with the fingers on the little Titi whose head was completely poked out because of the forced expansion of the first line of sky. Then, under the rubbing of the fingertips, the round and round meat balls brought Ning Qiong constant stimulation.

Playing with the nipples with one hand, teasing little Titi with the other, Le Zhengqing and buried his head in the hollow of Ningqiong's cheongsam, his face tightly squeezed the plump breasts, and the tassels buried deep in the gully were pushed away with his tongue , instead of

The posture of breaking the melon lasted for a long time, and the water bed swayed up and down in the constant movement of Le Zhengqinghe, which made Ning Qiong feel like a lonely boat in the sea, facing the attack of the stormy waves that was difficult to resist.

Le Zhengqing stood up, put Ning Qiong, who had already sprayed a lot of water on the back of the cheongsam, and let her lie on her side on the water bed, grasping the ankles with high heels with both hands, and her thighs making the tunnel tighter.

Instead of rocking up and down, the waterbed started rocking back and forth.Ning Qiong involuntarily clamped her legs under the impact of wave after wave, and the impact was indeed more violent.The big sword that hit the bottom like a heavy hammer made Ningqiong miserable, and she could only bear the impact that made her more addicted with tears of happiness.

The big bag under the magic sword, with great force and swift action like a pile driver, continuously hit the bulging fat and beautiful buttocks, and the breasts that ran out of most of the skirts caused waves of breasts flying up and down under the constant impact.

This speed didn't last long, Le Zhengqinghe supported her waist and made Ning Qiong kneel on the water bed, kneading her big butterfly buttocks with both hands.

Being able to hold up a luxurious cheongsam, Ning Qiong's figure naturally needless to say.

He did not withdraw from Ning Qiong's body when he changed positions several times. Once the position was in place, he began to conquer Ning Qiong's body wantonly. With both hands supporting the rippling plump buttocks, the crisp slapping was even more intense. Strengthen the interest of this posture.

The shaking of the water bed was getting bigger and bigger, and finally it was overwhelmed, and it fell apart with a "squeak", and the stored water instantly wet the ground, completely soaking the Yugui dog underwear in the stagnant water, and it was hard to tell what happened. Moisture marks.

Ning Qiong was lying on the ruins of the water bed, she could feel Le Zhengqing and Zheng Qing, who were pressing on her body, firing shells, and the scalding and impactful heat was hitting deep in her womb.

She gasped and closed her eyes, with only one thought on her mind—it had been hours, and it was finally over.

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The 110th second ball: Biliu's son, I love you"

"In the morning, Le Zhengqing and Le Zheng Longya were having breakfast.

"I heard that something in your place is broken?"

Le Zhengqing still kept holding the steamed dumplings, "Well, the water bed by the pool is broken, just change it."

"That's it..." Lezheng Longya nodded, "I thought you collapsed the yard."

Le Zhengqing rolled his eyes behind his back.

"I read the news before, have you reached the elite level? Have you thought about what type of elves you want to subdue?" Lezheng Longya reminded, "If you want to take the position of the king in the future, you need at least a team of the same attributes Spirits do."

"I've already made up my mind," Le Zhengqing nodded, "I'm planning to subdue the fairies in the second team."

"I thought you would choose the fire element, but it's your choice, and I won't interfere." Lezheng Longya and Lezheng Qinghe caught a barbecued pork bun at the same time.

Le Zhengqing and the hand holding the chopsticks exerted a little force, but Le Zheng Longya inserted a chopstick into the skin of the pork bun.

Lezheng Longya glanced at Nizi who was grabbing the pork bun with him, "I'll help you get one, give me the pork bun."

Lezheng Qinghe still held the barbecued pork bun, but looked at Lezheng Longya silently.

"It's not enough, we need to pay more." Le Zhengqing took the opportunity to drink the milk in front of him with a smile.

Lezheng Longya looked at his favorite barbecued pork buns: "I'll help you inquire about the secret realms haunted by fairies. Now that you've reached the elite level, you can conquer it yourself."

Le Zhengqing and Zai let go of the chopsticks, "That's right, if I have to rely on you to prepare for me to subdue the elves, wouldn't I be in vain."

"You boy." Lezheng Longya smiled, "How did the guests feel last night?"

"The guest is very satisfied, but I'm a bit sleepy this morning. I'll bring her a breakfast later."

Le Zheng Long Ya tilted his head, did this kid just run a wheel on his face?

"Hahahaha, you're the only one who can make the senior feel ashamed." After pestering Le Zhengqing and listening to the report of this morning's incident, Ning Qiong picked up the crab roe dumpling on the tray and stuffed it into her mouth.

"Ding dong~" Ning Qiong's illustrated book beside her pillow sounded, she straightened her cross-legged legs, hooked her toes to the lanyard under the illustrated book and pulled it to her front.

"Who is it?" Le Zhengqing lay on Ning Qiong's back, resting his chin on her shoulder.

"Jun Peijiu." Ning Qiong bowed her head and answered the message, "Hey me."

Le Zhengqing and He picked up the steamed bun and brought it to Ning Qiong's mouth, subconsciously glanced at their chat records.

[Yi Wo Peijiu: zaima? ]

[Ning Qiong all over the snow: say]

[Yi Wo Peijiu: Didn't the teacher tell me to introduce someone to me before so that I could meet him?]

[Ning Qiong all over Xuehua: Oh, congratulations]

[Yi Wo Peijiu: Listen to me]

[Yi Wo Peijiu: I went to watch his game, and it was exactly as you said.Although there are some small habitual problems, even at his age, I can't do better than him]

[Ningqiong all over Xuehua: Wait (element alert)]

[Yi Wo Peijiu: His eyes are very gentle. After several times of contact with him, I became a little afraid to look at him, and couldn't help but want to look at him]

[Yi Wo Peijiu: I accepted him as a student, thinking that this might increase the distance, and at the same time, I wanted to help him avoid detours.But at that time, I felt guilty again, he is the prince's son-in-law, but I am the prince's servant]

[Ning Qiong all over the snow: ...]

[Yi Wo Peijiu: Until I looked up the ancient books and found that there was a precedent that the relationship between the princess's servant and the consort was allowed, you know, I was very happy at that time]

[Yi Wo Pei Jiu Pei: You always say that I don't understand feelings, but the unique feeling when I'm alone with him should be what you call love]

"Lezheng Qinghe!" Ning Qiong pinched Le Zhengqinghe's face and wrestled with him on the bed, "Ahhh, so angry! Why did Grandpa push you to her! What the hell..."

Ning Qiong pressed Le Zhengqing and gnawed on the quilt, the picture book she put down was still playing the news.

[Yi Wo Peijiu:?are you listening]

[Yi Wo Peijiu: Qiongqiong? ziama]

"Okay, stop making trouble." Le Zhengqing pushed away Ning Qiong, who was licking his collarbone, and straightened his neckline, "It's getting late, aren't you going to work?"

When Ning Qiong heard this, she shrank immediately, leaned against the bedside and lit a cigarette, her eyes were lonely and desolate.

"The Four Heavenly Kings and the champions have to watch the Spring Festival Gala and forget who made the decision tonight, and those who celebrate the New Year have to leave home to go to the rehearsal. It's so annoying."

Ningqiong got up and got dressed. Yesterday's cheongsam was already full of dirt from the continuous battle last night. Fortunately, she always brought a few sets of clothes with her.

The fur she usually wears over the cheongsam is actually made of space backpack technology, and in summer, she only hangs a small bag on her wrist.

"I'm going to work again. It's so cold outside. The social animals are really hard. Walk slowly." Le Zhengqing lay on his side on the bed, straightening his body like a big lazy cat.

Ning Qiong twitched the corners of her lips, raised Le Zheng Qinghe's head and kissed him, and passed the fragrant smoke into his mouth.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Ning Qiong coughed unceasingly as soon as she let go of her mouth, she smiled so softly that she showed her white teeth, and then Shi Shiran put on her fur and left.

With nothing else to do, Le Zhengqing started pre-registration for the intermediate gorgeous contest to be held in the next year.

According to the usual practice in previous years, after the palace banquet on the night of the new year is over, he basically has nothing to do to get back to Guangqi City.Although he would return to the Imperial Capital every year during the Chinese New Year, only those who were qualified to attend the palace banquet knew him, and he kept a low profile on weekdays.

However, even though it was a night banquet, the small circle that participated in the banquet was usually gathered in the afternoon, and the royal family would also arrange some activities, which were a good opportunity to win the hearts of the ministers and form a party.At the same time, it is also an opportunity for some young people in the circle to contact each other, and the network is accumulated in this way.

Lezheng Longya and Ning Qiong are even busier. After the rehearsal in the morning, they will go to the activities before the banquet in the afternoon, and they will go to watch the ceremony after the banquet in the evening.

However, I heard that behind the royal family there was a feast to keep the year old, and Luo Wenyin complained to him about it for several years.

"Has Dad gone out?" Le Zhengqing asked in the shadowy corner of the room.

In the shadows, a girl wearing a dry-tissue windbreaker appeared with the help of a ghost-type elf, "The master left when you fed King Ning Tian for breakfast."

Immediately, he presented an invitation with both hands, "This is an invitation from the palace this year."