Da Bong fights more people

Huaiqing, who has seen a few private pictures even though he is not a human being, gritted his teeth and took off the robe on Xu Qian's body with a cold face, stretched out his hand to his waist, and after taking a closer look, stretched out to the middle of the air He retracted his hand like an electric shock.

She stared at Xu Qi'an's handle, froze for a while, then turned her head slightly.

There has been no follow-up for a long time.

For a moment, the atmosphere was a little stiff and awkward. Huaiqing, who had a bold beginning but didn't know how to end it, had obvious embarrassment on his face and couldn't hold on anymore.

Xu Qi'an didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said in his heart that you have the guts to do a lot of things, and pretend to be an old Siji in front of me, it takes a strong temper......

"Your Majesty has a lot of things to do every day, so I won't bother you any more. I'd better serve you here."

Without waiting for Huaiqing to express his opinion, he grabbed the Empress's slender waist and pressed her down.

Being pressed on the bed by him, Huaiqing frowned exquisitely, with a face of reluctance, but he was relieved in his heart.

The two were face to face, breathing on each other's face, the man on her body stared at her for a moment, then sighed:

"gorgeous........"

He also talked sweetly to other women like this... At the same time as the thought flashed, Huaiqing's small mouth was caught by him, and then he sucked it hard.

While biting the empress' lips tightly, he groped in the soft and plump body.

With the passage of time, the stiff and delicate body became softer and softer, and the breathing became heavier and heavier.

Her eyes gradually blurred, her cheeks were hot.

When Xu Qi'an left his plump and moist lips and stood up, what he saw was a beautiful face, with spring on his brows, flushed cheeks, and hot air from his slightly swollen mouth.

Confused.

By this time, no matter whether it was emotion or state, they were fully prepared, Xu Yinluo, a veteran of Huacong, knew that the Empress was ready to meet him.

Xu Qi'an took off his silk clothes with ease, and put on a silver-white embroidered lotus flower bellyband, revealing a plump and plump jade-like body in front of his eyes.

At this time, Huaiqing opened his eyes, pushed his hands on his chest, took a deep breath, tried his best to keep his voice unchanged, and said:

"I still have a knot in my heart."

Xu Qi'an was on the point, but he endured it and said softly:

"Is it because I refuse to divorce Lin'an?"

She is the king of a country with a lofty status, but she lies naked on the same bed with her younger sister's husband.

Xu Qi'an thought this was what she cared about.

Huaiqing pursed his lips, nodded, then shook his head again, feeling a little aggrieved:

"You never pursued me."

Whether it was Xu Tongluo, Xu Yinluo, or half-step Valkyrie, he never took the initiative to pursue or express his love.

This is what Huaiqing regrets the most.

Because of this, there was the embarrassment and embarrassment that both parties had when he first entered the palace.

They lack a natural process.

Xu Qi'an barely thought about it, and said softly:

"Because I know that Your Majesty is proud and doesn't want to serve others; because I know that Your Majesty has ambitions and doesn't want to be bound by others; because I know that Your Majesty prefers honest and dedicated men...... "

Huaiqing embraced his neck with a pair of snow-white lotus root arms, pushed his head down, and squeezed his head against his chest.

For a virgin girl, for the first time, she always likes to be sympathized with, rather than asking for too much, but Huaiqing is an extraordinary warrior, possessing terrifying physical strength and endurance.

Having experienced the storm for the first time, she barely withstood the half-step Martial God's attack. Although she retreated in succession, her brows were furrowed, and she was panting delicately, she showed no sign of begging for mercy, and was gradually getting better.

In the spacious and luxurious bedroom, the gorgeous dragon couch swayed rhythmically, and on the plump and delicate body of the magnificent empress lay a strong man, who almost kept attacking in a way that would destroy flowers with his hands.

Your majesty has always been majestic and cold, but being pressed on the bed by a man is so frivolous and blasphemous. If this scene is seen by the court lady, the three views will definitely collapse, so Huaiqing has the foresight to push back the court lady.

........

"Your Majesty, don't patronize and yell, and concentrate, the minister is grabbing the dragon's energy."

"I, I want to be on top..."

"Is Your Majesty alright?"

"I, I'm not tired, just lie down and lie down..."

"Why is Your Majesty convulsing all over? Damn you, I shouldn't contradict Your Majesty."

Huaiqing was able to turn against customers at first, showing a strong side, but when Xu Qi'an smiled and sucked her fingers, licked her earlobe, after a series of provocative and provocative play, after all, it was the first time for a big girl to be Huaiqing. It is the opponent of the old hand of the flower bush.

Biting his lip and tilting his head, he angrily ignored him and let him do whatever he wanted.

At a certain moment, Xu Qi'an turned over the sweaty woman in her arms, "Your Majesty, turn over."

The empress no longer had any majesty and coldness, her whole body was limp, and she murmured like crying:

"don't want......"

.........

In the imperial city, in the small lake.

Covered in white scales and with two horns on its head, the spirit dragon leaned out from the lake, with black button-like eyes, staring at the palace without blinking.

There, rich luck gathers, and a thick, solid golden dragon coils in the air.

Linglong raised his head and roared anxiously.

The great luck of the country is being lost rapidly, and the dragon veins are being swallowed.

..........

Southern Xinjiang.

Grandma Tiangu was walking on the streets of the market town, looking at the clansmen of various tribes, who had already loaded large and small bags of supplies on carriages and flatbed carts, ready to leave at any time.

Compared with when they left the southern border, the Gu people have experience, and their movements are agile and not procrastinating, and there are enough horse-drawn carriages in the market town, and the flatbed carts for escorting goods can take away more materials.

In southern Xinjiang, carriages were a rarity.

When he reached the Power Gu Department, the Great Elder greeted him and said: