Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

Entering Huanhaixi Road, Meng Su speeded up and passed directly beside a group of cyclists, causing the cyclists behind to scream.

With a smile, Ling Qingyu turned back and gestured to them with a victory sign, then hugged Meng Su's waist tightly and pressed his face to his back.

As the dusk started to rise, Meng Su turned to the top of a hill. There was no road on the mountain. There were weeds and shrubs. The off-road motorcycle rushed directly from the weeds.

At the top of the mountain, you can see the panoramic view of Erhai Lake below.

Sitting on a motorcycle, leaning on Meng Su’s back, watching the sun sink, the sky is burning and the clouds are bright red, and the water surface is red. It is an extremely beautiful world, so strong that people’s hearts seem to burn. general.

Meng Su set up the motorcycle, turned around, and gently kissed Ling Qingyu's lips. As the kiss deepened, he simply turned around and hugged and kissed her.

The flaming sunset penetrated the clouds and came from the horizon, making both cheeks red.

A little bit, let go of a soft kiss, then a soft kiss, and then let go, and then touch the other's lips, stick your tongue in, entwined each other tightly, sucking the taste in the other's lips.

The taste of love.

When the kiss reached the depths, Meng Su unbuttoned Ling Qingyu's coat and underwear. The shirt was opened, and the white and tender body seemed to have a holy light in the sunset.

With one hand around her waist, Meng Su’s kiss spread from her lips down her neck, grabbed the bright red dogwood, and then embraced it in one bite, sucking and biting like worship, with the other hand. It is holding the soft ball.

"Ah... Meng Su..." Ling Qingyu yelled out involuntarily.

There was a tingling pleasure from the place where she was sucked and bitten, and the big hand with calluses used a slight force to pinch the softness into various shapes, gradually strengthening the stimulation of her pituitary gland.

After squeezing that hand for a while, she shifted her position again, untied her trousers, and prodded her underneath.

"Meng Su..." Ling Qingyu tilted his head back without realizing it, and his body tightened.

Loosing the sweet cornel, Meng Su changed Ling Qingyu's direction so that she could lean on the curved curve of the front of the motorcycle, lifted her legs, and buried her head.

"No... Meng Su... It's dirty..." Ling Qingyu put a hand on his lips, suppressed the scream that almost came out, and whispered.

"My Qingyu... everywhere is sweet..." Meng Su looked up at her with a smile, took her hand, and smiled: "Don't be suppressed, there is no one else here."

It doesn't matter if there are people, just listen if you want!

Ling Qingyu couldn't help screaming when his thick and moist tongue stuck into the path, his body tightened, and his hands grabbed Meng Su's head.

The hair on the shaved head is a bit piercing, but it makes people feel strangely gentle, just like this person, iron-blooded, but it makes people feel soft and kind.

Just thinking about it, the head became blank, and all the sensations in the body were sucked by the soft and dexterous tongue movement deep into the body.

Teeth nibbling on the soft flesh outside, her tongue licking at the fast bulge, and from time to time it goes deeper, reaching the g-spot. Waves of stimulation made her unable to think about anything.

The deeper she went, the more empty she was, making her body tense, and when the spring water overflowed, she called out.

"Come in... Sue... hurry up..."

His body was already in a violent state. The little brother was as high as the battle flag before the siege. Meng Su took off his clothes in a few strokes, and while spreading his legs to maintain the balance of the motorcycle, he raised Ling Qingyu's feet.

Go straight ahead.

"Su... Meng Su..."

Deeper, deeper, as if the warhammer hit the most vulnerable point, the reverberations caused her body to tremble.

Lifting her body, his body leaned back slightly, Meng Su accelerated.

It was a deeper and tighter position, as if there was no gap.

Holding back her desire to erupt, the hard and thick little things fought bravely, causing her to rise and fall in waves of climax. Meng Su bit her dogwood and let her growl overflow from the corner of her mouth. At that moment, the breath brushed over the most sensitive position on Cornel, triggering a round of shaking of her body.

"Meng Su..." Ling Qingyu let out a cry like a cry, together with the low growl that Meng Su couldn't help anymore.

The bodies of the two of them froze fiercely under the constant convulsion, and then twisted tightly together.

Softened down.

Happy and dripping.

He took out the towel from the bag and wiped her clean, put on the clothes, and let the soft body lean against her arms. Meng Su looked at the sunken sunset and the moon gradually rising. Kissed her on the forehead, only feeling satisfied.

"Meng Su..." Ling Qingyu whispered.

"Ok?"

"I love you……"

"Well, I know." The corners of Meng Su's mouth curled up to the fullest extent, and then gently kissed her lips gently, tightening her arms, and whispered: "I know."

When the two returned to the hotel, everyone had already returned. They had all eaten, and they were gathering in the bar facing the lake outside the hotel to chat and play cards.

Hearing the roar of the motorcycle, He Li chuckled lightly and poured a glass of wine for Zhao Yinfeng, who was unwilling to look forward to the intertwined expression. Then the beer bottle touched his glass and took a sip.

"Cut!" Zhao Yinfeng snorted, pushed the cup to Tao Zhuo, opened a bottle directly, and drank half of it in one gulp.

"What do you think about what you said to Dongfang?" He Li smiled and shook his head, then turned to ask Yang Zhao.

"It's just for fun anyway. It doesn't matter if one more person or one less person." Yang Zhao looked leisurely, tapping his fingers on his knees, watching Meng Su help Ling Qingyu get out of the car, a smile flicked across his mouth.

"It's troublesome if there are too many people," Zhao Yinfeng muttered.

"What does it matter? Let's play whatever we want." He Li smiled. After such a trip, Ling Qingyu didn't care about other people's eyes at all, and they slowly adapted.

No matter how strange other people's eyes are, they can be treated as if they didn't see it, and they don't care about people's words, don't care about strange eyes, they just care about her and their own mood.

This is the biggest advantage here. There are still rumors, but they can't cause any substantial harm. According to Ling Qingyu, reputation? Let it die, she doesn't live by fame.

"I'm afraid that that kind of disgusting woman will appear again." Zhao Yinfeng snorted.

"Haha, Saburo is afraid that someone will seduce you, can't you stand it?" Yan Qi smiled.

"Cut! I'm afraid? There were fewer people who seduce me?" Zhao Yinfeng groaned from his nostrils. He really didn't say this. Although he came from an embarrassing background, he was also the son of the National Palace. After he passed the border, he went all the way up. When he was fifteen years old, his aunt gave him four other girls, and he began to undergo various tests of being seduced. Later he became a general at the age of seventeen. I don’t know how many people were sent to the door. Among these people, he was the one who was seduced the most (Cheng Jia was seduced too many times, but he died early). Later, he was called by the queen. To seduce.

What beautiful woman has he never seen...

Thinking of this, Zhao Yinfeng raised his brows, and Zhao Yinfeng said to Ying Jiu: "Xiao Jiu, you are still young, do you want your brother to teach you some tricks to guard against foxes?"

When it comes to change of heart, it is dangerous for a young woman like Ying Jiu who has not experienced other women.

Ying Jiu slowly polished the jade material in his hand, and said without raising his head: "It's not necessary." Feeling that the eyes of several people on the table were staring at him, he blew the jade shavings and raised his head: "My heart is only so big, I can't let go of other things."

"Don't say it so early, it's a long time." Zhao Yinfeng smiled.

"Then wait until the day the wasteland is old, and then look after it." Ying Jiu smiled, and continued to lower his head to polish his hairpin.