Just now, the eighth concubine Xiaoqing couldn't hold it anymore. Looking at her leaning on her body because of her weak limbs, did Feng Quan feel the sense of accomplishment of a man in her heart?

Ambitions are high and exploring the world, and making great achievements in the wind and rain are the ideal and ultimate goal of every man who has already started a family and a career. Men work hard outside without regard to the wind and rain, struggling and moving forward, hoping to open up the mountains and forests.

After experiencing so many ups and downs outside, overcoming difficulties and obstacles, and returning home - this warm harbor, of course, I hope that my close lover is a woman who looks like a flower and has a gentle personality.

If this woman is not only impeccable in terms of appearance, figure and personality, but also has a very sensitive body, no matter how hard or tired a man is outside, he will be strong, even some weak scholars who are powerless.

Faced with this situation, if this man is as strong as a bull, has the power to shake a mountain, and has the courage to be inappropriate, the situation will of course be even more passionate, shocking the world, and crying ghosts and gods.

Although Feng Quan is also running around outside, he is already very rich and leisurely, and he has almost no hard work, that is, eating, drinking, and taking girls by the way. Is it better to be strolling in the garden?

Even so, when Feng Quan was as excited as the weather-beaten men when he heard the old concierge say that the sixth concubine Xing'er and eighth concubine Xiaoqing were waiting for him all the time, Feng Quan's heart was as excited as those men who had been suffering from the weather, and it was a different end.

Seeing that Xiaoqing in his arms was licked by his tongue, the right earlobe under his bean-like butt was rubbed by Xiao Feng Quan who had already been slapped. Jiang Zi was so excited that Feng Quan tilted the corner of his mouth and pushed Xiaoqing's round and perky buttocks hard.

"Well! Husband, you're so bad. What's the point of being so hard?"

The fragrant buttocks were pushed hard, and it was really a fire in the city gate, which affected the fish and birds. The only parts of the two energetic young bodies were Feng Quan's outer pants and Xiao Qing's red pure cotton thermal underwear, which was actually equivalent to intimate contact. Now, Feng Quan came again, how could the eighth concubine Xiao Qing bear it?

Xiaoqing could even clearly feel that Xiao Fengquan had entered the interior of his flower stamen, about half an inch away. Isn’t it this bad thing that made him feel extremely comfortable last night’s wedding night?

This bad thing is so strong for the Shenma. Every time I enter, I make my feet very fulfilled, and every time I pull it out, I make my feet so empty. I really accept it. This taste is really satisfying. I really like it and I am willing to let it fill my body every night.

Thinking about the gentleness and storm of last night, it was really embarrassing. My whole body was swollen and like a cloud floating in the air. It was light and sometimes up and down, and it stopped sharply, making the storm more violent.

As a man, Feng Quan just now, he was naturally completely different from the eighth concubine Xiaoqing. What did the little brother seem to be missing except for his pants and her pure cotton thermal underwear?

So, Feng Quan took his evil right hand away from the smooth and soft belly of the eighth concubine Xiaoqing, and skillfully lifted Xiaoqing's pure cotton warm top with his thumb and index finger. Then he followed her white belly and easily broke through the resistance of the elastic band and continued downward, but the big hand suddenly stopped.

Damn it! It seems that your eighth concubine Xiaoqing is as generous as your sixth concubine Xing'er. He is really a fellow fellow! Then why did you finish the third time last night and do the final cleaning work, and you have to wear a little Nene and sleep with the same red bra.

"Sister Qing'er, are you not wearing Nene?"

"Ah? It's all my fault for Sister Xing'er. I originally wanted to sleep in clothes, but she insisted on letting me take it off. She also said that Shenma Jiangzi sleeps soundly. I don't want to. She always scratches me. Husband, you will make the decision for me later and avenge me!"

"puff!"

Do you understand more or less? If you don’t want to, Xing'er will definitely not do anything to you. She scratches you, you won’t scratch her, you will be stupid!

After accidentally looking at the big bed, Feng Quan suddenly found that the unconventional sixth concubine Xing'er was lying there with a big sword and a golden horse. Her black hair, which was originally like a waterfall, had completely turned into another appearance, piled up on the pillow, and a strand of hair was also placed on her fair pretty face.

The thin eyebrows like crescent moon, the straight nose bridge, the red cherry mouth with a happy smile, what are you thinking? You can't be dreaming about spring! Damn! Jingcao, where have you been? Xing'er, who is as beautiful as a fairy, is drooling, have you seen it?

A small piece of pink forearm was exposed outside the quilt. Although it was covered by a thick quilt, Xing'er's small hill-like breasts could still be seen at a glance. With every breath and every heartbeat, it kept waving.

After walking through the flat grasslands and wetlands, looking down, Xing'er's knee was crooked and slightly raised, and the beautiful leg on her right was stretched out in a straight line, and her beautiful little feet, which looked like toys, ran out mischievously from the quilt.

"Qing'er, are you swollen? Didn't you see that your sister Xing'er's arms and feet are exposed? What should you do if you have a cold?"

"Ah? I'll cover her with a quilt."

Xiaoqing, who was still weak just now, immediately regained her vitality when she heard this. Qianqian's slender waist twisted gently and ran over to cover her with a quilt on Sister Xing'er who was serving as a dowry maid.

I don’t know whether it was Xiaoqing intentionally or unintentionally, Feng Quan rushed to the moment she left her cover and actually rubbed her with her round and perky buttocks.

Comfortable! Feng Quan smiled and didn't point it out. It would be no fun to say it out. What if Xiaoqing, who was already ashamed to do various actions, would he do it? Pretend not to know, silence is better than sound.

The eighth concubine Xiaoqing stood in front of the bed with a pair of slim but straight thighs, and her upper body was lying on the bed. Her plump and round butt became even more perky. What made Feng Quan's bloodline swell was that Jiang Zi's movements made the perfect thermal underwear that could not completely cover Xiaoqing's delicate body. A 5 cm wide and long section of the waist was exposed to the hot air.

There is a saying that describes the whitest objects in the world. How to say it is: the onion in February, the garlic in March, the belly of the girl, and the white ocean noodles. In fact, this is not necessarily appropriate. Feng Quan felt that the whitest part of Xiaoqing's body was actually her waist.

The situation is so swelling?

After a hungry tiger pounced on food, although Feng Quan was only 170, he was better than a thick weight of 140 kilograms. He lay heavily on Xiaoqing, who was also 170 kilograms but only 110 kilograms.

Although Xiaoqing is healthy and has no illness or disaster, as a weak girl, how can she hold the impact of the impact caused by strong inertia?

"Emma!!"

With a scream, Xiaoqing's entire upper body was pressed on the bed. Fortunately, her straight arms did not touch the sixth concubine Xing'er, who was also very sensitive, just a little bit.

But Qing'er's cry seemed to interrupt Xing'er's dream. "Gurgle" Xing'er's throat sounded, and a big mouthful of fragrant saliva was swallowed into her stomach.

Xing'er, who was habitually sleeping in the bed, stretched her little hand, probably because she wanted to find Xiao Fengquan, whom she liked to play with the most. After exploring for a few times, she slowly stopped her hand, and then she still felt even breathing sounds, and she fell asleep again.

Hehehe, that's great. I'll give you something more exciting and refreshing later? It will definitely leave you with a wonderful memory of life. I wonder if you will blush when you think about that incident again in the future?

"Shh..."

"Shh..."

Feng Quan and the eighth concubine Xiaoqing put their right index finger at their mouths at the same time, shrewd, reminding each other to whisper to avoid waking up Xing'er who was sleeping. The two of them did this ambiguous action at the same time, and after doing it, they couldn't help but smile at each other, and everything was silent.

Seeing that the eighth concubine was tilted, she lay on her even more ambiguously. Feng Quan rushed to the feet and said that women were made of water. But Feng Quan, who was very considerate, could not bear to make her so awkward. How could she have the strength?

It would be nice if the two front elbows could support her own weight. How could Jiang Zi lie on her? What should I do if she is exhausted and swollen? Feng Quan straightened up, turned Xiaoqing's delicate body, who was at his mercy, and stared at her beautiful eyes with lust.

The eyes are the window of the soul. Although Xiaoqing had already performed Zhou Gong Gong’s ceremony with her husband Feng Quan three times in that sweet bridal night last night, she was always quiet and shy and still dared not communicate with Feng Quan in an eye.

Due to strong shyness, in less than a second, Xiaoqing's fair and delicate pretty face turned red due to congestion, and her beautiful big eyes kept blinking, indicating that she could not hold it, Qing'er quickly closed her eyes and her pretty face quickly twisted to the right.

Even so, the eighth concubine Xiaoqing's pretty blushing face could still be seen with a happy smile, and a satisfied smile was also on the corner of her mouth. She was completely intoxicated by love.

Yes, as a dowry maid with a low status, can you marry a husband who is lying on him and hope to be with the lady he has served since childhood?

Besides, my husband is really good to me, especially the scenes from last night. I am really happy.

Although it is only my own lady in name, but in essence it is from the mouth of my best friend, Sister Xing'er, I know some of the actions of men and women when they reach the extreme, and some of the theories about men and women. But these are only theories, but without practice, and they are still not clear and powerful.

Even so, I can see that another advantage of my husband is that he is gentle and considerate. He considered that this was the first time I was busy working on me with fingers and tongues, and only entered when I couldn't control it.

Other women brag about how painful it hurts. I didn’t feel it. Isn’t the discomfort at that moment similar to the acupuncture of an old Chinese doctor? What a pain! I feel that it’s not only not painful, but also very comfortable to pinch?

......

"Sister Qing'er, can you look at me?"

"Um."

After a delicate and inauspicious answer, Xiaoqing bit his lower lip, turned his head bravely, and looked at Feng Quan boldly, with four eyes facing each other, as if two very strong red lines were tied together, and could no longer be separated.

Seeing that Xiaoqing, who was so shy, dared to look at him, Feng Quan was delighted and wanted to praise her, so he blew his thick mouth.

Damn it! Is there anything that is dumbfounded?

Maybe it was excitement, maybe it was conditioned reflex. Xiaoqing's actions were completely inconsistent with his personality. Feng Quanyi whispered, and this guy's cherry mouth actually cooperated with a tacit understanding. Feng Quan really hardly believes this fact, it's so brave!

"How annoying are you so swollen! Just look at it, are you fucking your mouth? You're so annoying!"
Chapter completed!