Lonely king and the widowed woman

Mo Jiu occupied Xiao Qian's carriage and hurriedly reviewed the spoils.

Although she often claims to be an unworthy descendant of the Mohist school, and her ancestors didn't learn one in ten thousand, she was born in modern times with relatively developed science and technology. She has talent, plus extensive information and knowledge. She has always had a high vision in mechanism craftsmanship and machinery manufacturing. However, with her provocative eyes, she had to marvel at the exquisite layout and luxurious decoration of the carriage.

She had thought about how to store ice on the car before, but now she found that there was no ice, because the designer skillfully embedded the car wall, all around was hollow, and her hands touched the car body, which was very cool and comfortable. In the hollowed out carved patterns, the fragrance of mint spits out, like being in a sea of flowers, which makes people linger and forget to return.

On the left side of the car wall is a beautiful bookshelf, which can be flexibly retracted.

When retracting, the rack and book are combined into the vehicle wall.

When stretching, the books on the grid are arranged neatly and spotless.

Mo Jiu casually took out two books and found that they were all health preserving medical books. She couldn't understand some traditional characters, half guessed and half looked at them for a while, and found a common feature - like their owners, they were full of abstinence. It is basically dominated by men's "clear heart and few desires, nourish essence and store Qi", which is called "those who are silent, abstinence and good at health preservation will treasure their essence".

She is a woman and has no essence to treasure.

He shook his head funny and looked to the right again.

On the right, like on the left, is a movable medicine rack. Rows of antique small porcelain bottles are placed on the medicine rack. Each one has its own shape and pattern. Each one is exquisite and beautiful. Mo Jiu likes it very much, but he doesn't dare to touch or smell - if she gets a potion or something, wouldn't it be cheaper for him?

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After visiting the carriage, she was a little tired.

Yesterday, I was very nervous. I "flew" out in the middle of the night and didn't sleep well. Now the fragrance in the car is curling and isolated from the heat. It is undoubtedly a good place to sleep, especially the soft carpet in the car. I don't know what material it is. It's called comfortable.

No matter how much, she lay down, picked up a robe and closed her eyes.

The robe is naturally Xiao Qian's.

Women like to say "smelly man", because men generally don't like cleanliness. But this is an almost abnormal guy with a mania for cleanliness. The soft clothing material has a clear and crisp taste. It smells like mint, flowers and traditional Chinese medicine. It slowly enters the nose and soothes the nerves, just like a couch.

It's beautiful!

Mo Jiu sleeps unconsciously.

So the Su embroidery cushion around Xiao Qian's neck was clamped between her legs and rode in a horse posture; Xiao Qian's clothes were pressed under her and folded into a mass of pickles; I don't know when the shoes and socks on her feet were taken off. Her long skirt was lifted to her knees, her legs were naked, and her neckline was wide open

But no matter how bad she sleeps, whoever can be called a beauty, no matter which part is extremely ornamental. The black hair is spread out, the Qiong nose and cherry lips, the muscles are like fat, the jade feet overlap, and the curves and posture are all very exciting... If you ignore the saliva flowing on Xiao dry clothes, it can also be called pleasing to the eyes.

Xiao Qian opened the curtain and saw this "ecstatic" sleep.

With a flutter, he put down the curtain.

With another "rush", Wangcai was thrown up by him.

Mojiu was awakened by kissing.

Wet saliva, warm and greasy tongue, naughty licking, like a lover seducing

"Don't make trouble!" half asleep and half awake, Mo Jiu hugged it.

Then he opened his eyes and looked at a pair of round black dog eyes.

Wangcai tilted his head and looked at her friendly. He seemed more excited when she woke up. He shook his big tail and put his two front legs on her shoulders, so he stretched out his long big tongue to lick her face.