Man Huang Feng Bao

"Stand up, you first make it clear, how do you deal with Yunwu Zong?" Qinglong lady Murong Feihu's face was cold.

"Sister, you really want to know?" Qinglongmen main dragon flew down, his face was cloudy and uncertain, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Of course I have to know."

Qinglong Lady Murong Feihu replied in a hard way and said: "Now, although you are the head, I can't watch the Qinglongmen ruin in your hands. Although the cloud sects have gone from bad to worse over the years, it is a heritage of millions of years. The ancient sect of the sect, and the master of the lord of the lord of the demon, there are still inextricably linked. Although the younger disciple of Zongmen, Ye Chuan, is a young man, he is definitely a genius who has never met a thousand years. He quickly settled the civil strife and annexed Wuyimen and Xuan Ding. The door unified the cloud mountains and repelled the 200,000-strong army of the Daqin dynasty. What does this mean? Is it an ordinary young disciple, so simple, so good?"

"I know that Ye Chuan's kid is not a good deal, and this task is not difficult, but we can't give up."

The main dragon of Qinglongmen was cold and cold and said: "In order to prevent it, I have already sent a letter to the Heihe Five Ghosts. They will soon come over and help. This action, people don't have too much, there are seven or eight real people. It’s enough to go to the peak of the peak. Seeking the opportunity to sneak into the cloud sect, directly killing Ye Chuan’s kid and withdrawing it. At that time, even if the cloud sect knows that our hand is helpless, it’s hard to make it, and the current strength of Yunwu Zong is still big. Attacking our Qinglongmen is not successful?"

"In addition to the Heihe Five Ghosts, who else?" asked Green Dragon Lady Murong Feihu.

"There are still ghosts and feet, Wupanshan Zhenjun..." Qinglongmen Lord Longfei answered.

The two asked each question and said it carefully.

Qinglong Lady Murong Feihu carefully interrogated every detail of the action in the name of worry. The main dragon of Qinglongmen did not suspect that he had explained it carefully. He could not think of a person hiding in bed.

After a brief tension, Ye Chuan’s big hand moved and groped gently.

Qinglong lady Murong Feihu was carefully questioning, even searching for some questions that no one could have thought of, trying to stop the main dragon of the Qinglongmen from flying over. Ye Chuan took the opportunity to pick up the hand and tease the unclear Qinglong lady. Soon, Mrs. Qinglong’s body reacted and trembled again.

"Madam, what's wrong with you?" asked the dragon dragon, Qinglongmen, and felt that Mrs. Qinglong was a little weird tonight.

"No... nothing, some hair..., cold."

Mrs. Qinglong replied that it was chilly, but the naked body was hot and hotter. The cold body is also hot under Ye Chuan's hands.

"Will the old injury recur? Let me see." Qinglongmen's main dragon flickered, seemingly impatient, and seemed to have discovered something suspicious, striding over.

Ye Chuan made a move, stopped the teasing of Mrs. Qinglong, and the swallowing of the body in the body madly swayed to make a fatal blow, only waiting for the moment when the Dragon Dragon King opened the quilt.

Mrs. Qinglong’s Murong Feihu suddenly reached out and twisted her hand on Ye Chuan. Then she got up and stood up, standing naked at the bedside, and calmly watching the Qinglongmen who walked over.

For a moment, Ye Chuan and Qinglongmen’s main dragon fly were stunned.

wrong! What does this Mrs. Qinglong want to do?

Ye Chuan quickly noticed that there was something strange between Mrs. Qinglong and the Qinglongmen. It was not like the average husband and wife. The mind was full of doubts. I don’t know what Mrs. Qinglong would like to invite himself tonight.

The main dragon of Qinglongmen also had some accidents, then laughed. "Ha ha ha, no wonder my wife is cold. It turns out that I have already prepared myself. Ok, well, this is my good lady, let's get started."

Qinglongmen master laughed, his mouth began to start, but his body did not rush to press Mrs. Qinglong on the bed. Instead, he stepped back and sat down on the big chair. That way, it seems like an audience waiting to see the play.

The young lady, Murong Feihu, said nothing, the blue light flashed, and a guqin suddenly appeared in her arms. The jade finger gently moved, the piano sounded, and the cold face began to dance.

Under the beautiful sound of the piano, I saw the shape of Mrs. Qinglong, and sometimes danced the body at a fast pace, and sometimes bent the body, slowly showing the body's amazing flexibility and beauty. Although the previous world had read the female color, no woman had ever seen it, but from the bed, a quiet look through a slit, Ye Chuan could not help but dry his throat. However, the main dragon of the Qinglongmen is still sitting on the chair in a stable position. It is not so good to see it, but there is no reaction to the lower body.

At the end of the song, the body of Mrs. Qinglong’s body slowly stopped.

"Okay, okay, under the heavens, the lady's dance is the best. The figure is good, the piano is good, the dance is good, hahaha..."

Qinglongmen, the main dragon, clap his hands, happily laughed, and his tone turned, cold and cold said: "The time is not early, my wife will rest early. After two days of action, you don't have to participate, take care of your body. Wait for me. When Yunwu Zong comes back, you will play a song for the husband. I will continue to practice the Qinglong Collection, my brother, hahahaha..."

Qinglongmen master laughed and turned and left.

Qinglong lady Murong Feihu did not say a word, and her body shook in the cold wind. Under the bed, Ye Chuan was stunned.

I thought that to witness a Spring Palace war tonight, who knows, has not started, it is over. Looking at such a woman with a good flower and jade rhyme, facing such a sultry and sinister body, the Dragon Dragon Gate is not able to do anything, so he is gone, is he still a man?

Mrs. Qinglong closed the door and went back to the bed and silently drilled into the bed.

This time, Ye Chuan did not make any more bad, and did not pick up the Qinglong Lady who had a good charm.

The palace under the night is quiet.

Ye Chuan heard the vague crying voice, and Mrs. Qinglong did not speak, but the veil on her face had been soaked by tears. This mysterious woman is crying silently.

What is the biggest tragedy in life?

Two people who are not in love cannot be together, but two people who have no feelings or even hatred, but have to live together in the same day and endure the pain and humiliation that outsiders do not know.

Ye Chuan suddenly understood, knowing why Mrs. Qinglong is so sad.

Qinglongmen main dragon flying in the end is not a waste person can not do everything, is still uncertain, but one thing is certain, that is, there is absolutely no feeling for his wife, Mrs. Qinglong. When watching the dance of Mrs. Qinglong, her face was cold and cold like a stranger. For another couple, this is flirting, but for the Qinglong lady Murong Feihu, it is humiliation, and the day is not a year of humiliation.

"Madam, I am sorry about the matter tonight."

Ye Chuan was a little embarrassed, got up and walked away, and couldn’t stand a pair of long legs. In front of the Qinglongmen, the ice-cold Lady, like an iceberg, suddenly pressed up, her body was hot like a dry fire, and she asked for it.

Male chasing female, separated by heavy mountains, female chasing male, only separated by a layer of window paper.

Qinglong Lady Murong Feihu took the initiative to smash this layer of paper and provoked the long-lasting passion of Ye Chuan.