Mistress, I Am a Real Gentleman

As soon as Lin Pingzhi pushed her down, she knew what Lin Pingzhi was thinking.

She stuck out the tip of her pink tongue and licked her lower lip.

Then he looked up at Lin Pingzhi with spring in his eyes.

"Lin Lang, the mouth on top of me is also very powerful."

Chen Yuanyuan said playfully.

Even better than the one below... Chen Yuanyuan thought.

There was a disdainful smile in Lin Pingzhi's eyes.

Claiming to be great in front of yourself?

It seems that yesterday was not cruel enough!

Half an hour passed.

In the room, there was the sound of Chen Yuanyuan retching.

"Lin Lang, vomit... no, it's numb, my mouth is numb..."

Chen Yuanyuan began to beg for mercy.

"It seems that your upper mouth is only mediocre!"

Lin Pingzhi's voice came.

after a while.

Then I heard the sound of impact mixed with liquid.

The sound of "baji baji" sounded rhythmically.

Time passed by in a trance.

Lin Ping's wave is powerful.

Straight to the afternoon.

Accompanied by Lin Pingzhi.

Chen Yuanyuan returned to Pingxi Palace.

"See Princess!"

People in Pingxi Palace knelt down when they saw Chen Yuanyuan appear.

Although Chen Yuanyuan was dressed plainly.

But the many male guards and servants of Prince Pingxi's mansion were also a little dumbfounded.

Moisturized by Lin Pingzhi's love.

With the help of thirty-seven degrees milk.

Chen Yuanyuan looked more and more tender.

More attractive than ever.

In addition, she has been practicing Buddhism in a nunnery for a long time.

Although he has no Buddha heart, he is also infected by the incense.

There is a little more Buddha nature in the charm.

There is a bit of charm in the Buddha nature.

It seems fresh and refined, and it seems to be close at hand.

"mother!"

A Ke knew that Chen Yuanyuan would come back.

So she was waiting early.

"I thought you would come back at noon, but I didn't expect you to come back now."

A Ke pouted, a little unhappy.

She originally wanted to have lunch with her mother.

"I'm back, isn't that all right?"

Chen Yuanyuan laughed.

She dawdled lightly, Ake's pretty face.

"Round round."

Wu Sangui's voice sounded.

Chen Yuanyuan turned to look at Wu Sangui and smiled slightly.

In this smile, there is no affection, only etiquette.

From Chongzhen to Wu Sangui, then to Li Zicheng, and then to Wu Sangui.