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Chapter 67: A Dream of Huangliang

Pan Hongsheng suddenly shuddered, and looked at Zhao Qing with his eyes trembling slightly with his eyelashes. The calf almost moaned.

After all, Pan Hongsheng is also a genuine virgin. Although he has countless island war movies, his only thing he can do now is to calm himself down. But as he felt Zhao Qing's smooth little hands touching him, Pan Hongsheng almost immediately turned over.

Although Zhao Qing is in her early thirties, she has no fat on her body. Her flat belly and soft shoulders are no different from those of a girl. The only difference is that she is a little more charming and charming than a girl.

After all, it is different from the little girl who has just started to do things. Although Zhao Qing hasn't met a man in eight years, she still has a foundation.

Gently stroking Pan Hongsheng's bottom, Zhao Qing took the initiative to poke out her tongue and stirred it in Pan Hongsheng's mouth. The tip of her tongue was entangled from time to time. The feeling that made people's hair stand up hasn't been around for many years.

While touching Pan Hongsheng, Zhao Qing used his other hand to penetrate Pan Hongsheng's clothes, gently touching the muscles in his lower abdomen and chest muscles, and gently tugging at his fingertips.

"Hiss" Pan Hongsheng couldn't help but take a breath. Now he had the urge to vent his anger like a pillar.

At this time, Pan Hongsheng seemed to have endless energy all over his body. After enduring it for nearly half a minute, he finally roared and turned over and pressed Zhao Qing hard under him. At the same time, he grabbed Zhao Qing's chest with his mouth and hands, looking like he couldn't let go.

I don’t know when men like women’s breasts, and Pan Hongsheng doesn’t know why he likes them. Feeling the round and full bulge, his only instinct is to grab them.

His fingers gently kneaded Zhao Qing. Although it was his first time to come into contact with a woman's body, he had been educated in the island country for a long time and knew how to arouse a woman's sex.

With great effort, Pan Hongsheng licked the protrusion of his chest, his upper body lying on Zhao Qing's body suddenly sat up, then pulled down half of his sleeves rudely, and another hungry tiger was rushing to eat.

Zhao Qing, who felt Pan Hongsheng's enthusiasm, knew that there was no need to hide it. She stretched out her hand and grabbed Xiao Hongsheng and slowly stroked it. After feeling it was hot and hot, she slowly spread her legs and sent Xiao Hongsheng between her legs.

Of course, Zhao Qing closed her eyes when she did this action. After all, she knew what she was doing. Even if she made up her mind to be shameless once, she wanted to deceive herself.

The two of them ignored Lin Xiali, who had a curious expression on the edge of the bed, stared at them with big eyes.

"Wait, I'll take it." Pan Hongsheng slowly thrust his waist forward along Zhao Qing's strength, and then his back felt cold. It seemed that there was suction from the other party, making him involuntarily want to go in. He resisted the urge to advance, and Pan Hongsheng said quickly.

"No need to bring it, I'll take medicine tomorrow." Pan Hongsheng, who was exhaling like a lantern, murmured in his ears. When Pan Hongsheng heard this sentence, his head suddenly became hot and he suddenly exerted force and entered it all directly.

After swallowing, Pan Hongsheng's first reaction when he entered was to squint back and forth, but looked at Zhao Qing's slightly frowning brows, and suppressed the itch below and looked at the other person.

"What's wrong? Does it hurt?" Pan Hongsheng didn't know what his mentality was now. He seemed to treat Zhao Qing as his woman, but he thought this idea was ridiculous.

"Somewhat hasn't been there for a long time." Zhao Qing frowned and closed her eyes. Since he entered, he didn't dare to open his eyes to Pan Hongsheng. The only thing that could relieve her psychological burden was to treat the man in front of her as her husband.

"Really or not?" Pan Hongsheng asked in a daze, then wished he could slapped himself in a big mouth.

Is it necessary for someone to lie to you? Be good at it when you get it cheap?

Zhao Qing, who had no choice but to answer Pan Hongsheng's question, just bit her lower lip and closed her eyes quietly. Pan Hongsheng, who was frustrated, finally couldn't help it and began to slowly move.

This was the first time Pan Hongsheng did this, but his instinct had already existed when he was born, so this calf now closed his eyes and began to enjoy the pleasure brought by the friction below.

The feeling of being wrapped in warm and soft, as if she was relaxed made Pan Hongsheng unable to help but breathe, while Zhao Qing also opened her mouth because of Pan Hongsheng's movements, panting like a fish.

While shaking, Pan Hongsheng buried his head in Zhao Qing's chest, carefully sniffing the other party's seductive body fragrance, and firmly pressed her shoulders with both hands, making every move deeper and more to the end.

Pan Hongsheng was like a hard-working cow, moving tirelessly, while Zhao Qing seemed to be a sponge absorbing Pan Hongsheng's sweat. After a while, the two of them were already sweating.

"Uh, I think" sounds like a long time, but in fact, it took about 10 minutes to pass. Pan Hongsheng suddenly felt that he was itchy under him, and he felt like he was "not vomiting or not" and suddenly knew that he was on the verge of finishing point. Zhao Qing, who felt the changes below Pan Hongsheng, suddenly stretched out her hand and tightly locked Pan Hongsheng's waist, preventing him from pulling Xiao Hongsheng out.

"Ah! Yes!" Zhao Qing's legs shook significantly, feeling Xiao Hongsheng who was constantly twitching below. A feeling of happiness arose naturally, holding Pan Hongsheng without letting go.

It has been eight years since Zhao Qing was not hungry, but she was definitely not cold. She wanted to be a dignified woman, but she didn't know how to make herself enjoy the happiness that women should have. Until she met Pan Hongsheng, she thought about going crazy once.

His face was blushing, and Zhao Qing gently opened a gap to look at Pan Hongsheng. At this moment, this calf was already lying on Zhao Qing because she felt so comfortable, so she could only see his back.

But even if it was just a back, Zhao Qing was stunned.

"Are you tired?" After half a minute, Pan Hongsheng felt that his soft bottom had slipped out, got off Zhao Qing, lay down on the side, stretched out his right hand and gently hugged the other person.

"Not tired." Zhao Qing shook her head, glanced at Pan Hongsheng's bright gaze, and buried her head under Pan Hongsheng's armpit with a blushing face.

"If you don't have any fatigue, let's fight for a few more rounds later!" Pan Hongsheng smiled with enjoyment, turned around and hugged Zhao Qing in his arms, unconsciously putting his left hand on Zhao Qing's right chest again.

Without saying a word, Zhao Qing turned her body gently, turned her smooth back to Pan Hongsheng, then twisted her slightly twice, making her back tightly stick with Pan Hongsheng, without saying a word.

"What's wrong?" Pan Hongsheng frowned slightly, feeling uncomfortable in his heart. No matter what, the two of them are in love with each other, and they are unhappy when they turn their faces, and they are not happy.

"Do you think I'm a very casual person?" Zhao Qing turned her back to Pan Hongsheng, and her tears slowly fell down. She asked with a forced cry.

Pan Hongsheng was stunned by the question, then remained silent for a while and sighed softly. He really didn't know how to answer this question. If it weren't for a casual person, what were the two people doing before? But if the other party was casual, then what was he?

"No need to say anything." Zhao Qing suddenly turned around, stroked Pan Hongsheng's back with one hand, raised her head slightly and stuffed her tongue in again, and turned over and rode on Pan Hongsheng.

"You don't need to know if I'm a casual person, because you've just had a dream."

Zhao Qing seemed to be talking to herself, suddenly put her head into the quilt, and then gently licked Xiao Hongsheng, who was slightly muddy.
Chapter completed!
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