Sitting on a treacherous minister and good time

He couldn't help but touch the cub's fiery chest, like the pain of being burned, which made people tremble uncontrollably.

"Little wolf, bear it any longer." Song Jing lowered her head and kissed the little wolf's forehead, speaking softly, his lips were dry from the heat.

Feeling the coolness, Little Wolf suddenly opened his eyes, and vaguely saw that the person in front of him was his long-time favorite brother Xiaojing, relying on his intuition, he rushed forward, hugged Song Jing like a large animal, and kissed Song Jing without any rules Touching randomly, just want to relieve the wave after wave of heat on my body.

The little wolf was surprisingly strong, Song Jing was hugged so hard that he was about to suffocate, he managed to break free, kicked the little wolf back on the bed again: "I'll let you bear it for a while, do you hear me?"│

Seeing the little wolf's tossing, Song Jing suddenly calmed down strangely, took a breath, and looked at the little wolf who was rubbing on the bed, his eyes were hazy and confused, he no longer had his own consciousness, and he was acting on instinct with.

Standing on the edge of the bed, Song Jing slowly unbuttoned her clothes, her slender eyes were full of shame and helplessness, gradually revealing her slender body, her pale skin looked moist and elastic under the light of the night pearl, Delicate feet, round thighs, flexible waistline, thin chest, black hair hanging down behind him, showing off his pointed chin and thin lips.It seems that the color of abstinence is revealed, revealing an indescribable temptation.

"Stupid little wolf, I'll settle the score with you when you wake up." He bent his lips helplessly, and stepped onto the bed.

042 Glimpse

I can't bear it, I can't bear the little wolf to be the next one.Song Jing squinted her slender pupils, gritted her teeth, stretched out her fingers and poked her back steadily, carefully expanding according to the method in the book.

The pale face is stained with a thin crimson color, and the phoenix eyes are covered with water mist. Two completely different feelings are conveyed to the scalp, the softness and warmth of the fingers wrapped, and the shape and contour of the fingers inside the body, which are hard. knuckles.

The mind is a little dizzy, the index finger, middle finger, ring finger...

The full feeling of being stretched made his body extremely uncomfortable. He took out his fingers, and his face turned red. He raised his head awkwardly not to look at the naked little wolf, gritted his teeth, and imitated the things drawn in the book. He stepped on the waist of the little wolf, raised his buttocks and sat down, and the high-spirited heat was buried deep in his body in an instant.

"Damn it, why did this happen to me?" He snorted, water glistened from the corners of his eyes, he really did it himself, the little wolf's thing was no more than his fingers, hot, hard and...thick, his body was completely covered The feeling of stretching, the heat is transmitted to the whole body through the back, maybe he has already burned, Song Jing thought vaguely.

The little wolf opened his eyes halfway, looking at Song Jing who was sitting on him in a daze. He was so beautiful, he followed his instinct consciously, and started to move.

"Damn it..." Song Jing groaned, the numbness and trembling feeling made his toes curl up, he was driven to sway, the pleasure brought by the friction was a feeling he had never experienced before, his whole body was weak, The child fell on the little wolf's body, and the skin touched, and the fiery temperature of the little wolf's chest was even more dyed.

Hurry up, hurry up and get rid of it for me.

With the idea of ​​ending soon, Song Jing desperately supported his body, and swayed his body according to the book, the little wolf's hardness came in and out under his body, deep and shallow, and he couldn't help it. He got up in a hurry like a little wolf, his whole body turned red from head to toe, and he was extremely beautiful for a moment.

Maybe it was because of the medicinal properties, but the little wolf didn't resist for long before he climaxed inside Song Jing's body, making it sticky.

Song Jing looked down at the mess on her lower body, feeling all kinds of feelings in her heart, her expressionless face turned green and red several times, then slowly got up and pulled the big guy out of her body.

With the sound of "tsk tsk" when it was pulled out, and the smooth and warm feeling of the liquid sliding down her thighs, Song Jing suddenly felt that everything was unreal, that she was...actually like this with the little wolf....

But I don't regret it much, because it's because of the little wolf, and I don't feel disgusting or dirty.

However, the body of the monk is really good.Song Jing thought happily, otherwise, she might not be able to support such a violent exercise.

He was about to withdraw to leave, but he didn't want to be firmly held by his waist by an arm, unable to move.

"Why..." He looked at the little wolf on the bed, looked up from the bottom, the thing that had just vented became firm again, full of energy, and then looked up——

The little wolf opened his eyes completely, Song Jing was startled, and saw such silver eyes again, the color was like metal, cold and cruel, without human breath, the flame imprint on his forehead completely lit up with silvery white light , Majestic and dignified, aloof and inviolable.

"Little... wolf..." Song Jing found that the little wolf, whose body was hot, suddenly became extremely cold, and the arm that was separated from the waist was slippery and cold, like the touch of a corpse. He was not sure. He called out, "Little wolf?"

The silver eyes burned with silver flames. At the moment of Song Jing's doubts, he pulled Song Jing hard, one body pressed Song Jing under his body, and the silver eyes stared at Song Jing without emotion. With his arms, Song Jing was pushed hard. He turned over and lay down on the bed.

Song Jing has a beautiful back curve, and she dives shallowly until her hips are curved.

The little wolf's medicinal properties didn't fade as Song Jing thought, it would fade after one stroke. His hardness pressed against Song Jing's back acupoint, and when he pressed down hard, he sank into it, went deep deeply, and hit it mercilessly.

"Damn it, little...wolf." Song Jing was dizzy, grasping the sheets on both sides tightly with both hands, and forced broken words out of her throat, "Give me...uh—give me, wake up— "

The little wolf couldn't hear the sound, just like a ruthless puppet, he moved violently and wildly, his hands swayed all over Song Jing's body, leaving spots and bruises, his white teeth left dark tooth marks on his clean back, Song Jing wanted to cry Without tears, his body was in frantic movements, like a small boat in a stormy sea, swaying and heaving without foundation, and a forbearable voice flowed out of his lips intermittently.

The little wolf couldn't think of anything, he just obeyed his body's senses, aggressing again and again, the huge pleasure soothed his parched body like a tide.

After being deeply sensitive, Song Jing couldn't hold on any longer, and drifted with the tide, something flashed in his heart, but before he could catch it, he temporarily abandoned his consciousness.

Anyway, I did it anyway, and it seemed like I wanted to refuse but to welcome. Song Jing simply let go of her body and mind, bit her lip and let out a small moan. With a low sigh, little wolf, this is the only time, you'd better restrain yourself.

Of course, after being turned over and over in dozens of positions, and the bed was completely wet, Song Jing could no longer have any thoughts. He thought that he might have been in a state of semi-shock.

His legs were lifted up, bent into an M shape, and placed high on the little wolf's shoulders, causing burning pain.

Never wanting to say that the monk's body is so good, Song Jing panted hurriedly, and glanced at the little wolf who moved like a precision machine, feeling that all the bones in his body were torn apart, but he couldn't pass out.

Perhaps Song Jing's inner life finally came to the attention of heaven. After Song Jing climaxed and his body shrank, the little wolf also erupted. His body was like a puppet that had lost its string, and fell softly on Song Jing's body. Close your eyes and pass out.

"Do you pass out after finishing?" Song Jing could finally lay her legs flat on the bed, her voice was hoarse from exhaustion, and she murmured helplessly, "Little wolf, you really know how to evade responsibility."

However, when the little wolf wakes up, will it be the one with amnesia... or the silver-eyed Tanlang?

Song Jing squinted lazily, if he was still a little wolf with amnesia, according to his previous experience, the little wolf would not remember this absurdity.Chengjing little wolf is still a child, so he shouldn't face such a thing today.

Eyes filled with mist revealed vigilance and clearness, and the blush was slowly fading. Song Jing moved away from the little wolf on his body, and slowly propped himself up. His black hair fell behind his back like smoke, and he looked down at himself in a mess. His body, with bruises and red marks, was sticky and moist, it was a mess.

If the little wolf saw himself like this, he would probably feel extremely guilty.

With imperceptible pampering in his eyes, Song Jing cleaned up her body and the little wolf's body with the magic formula, and then used the Yulin's bell to erase the traces on her body, got up and put on her clothes, and put her arms around the little wolf again, for Little wolf dressed up one by one.

The body that has been tossed and played with repeatedly no longer feels pain, but the fire-like temperature and violent impact remain under the skin like a lingering ghost, making my heart throbbing all the time.

I don't know when it is now, Song Jing looked at the surrounding walls, and it has begun to blur and deform. This space formation is disappearing, just wait a while.

He hugged the sleeping wolf cub horizontally, and took a step forward, but found that there was still a strong feeling of friction in the unspeakable place behind him, a trace of shame flashed in his eyes, and with a flick of his sleeves, the bed behind him instantly felt The fire, sweeping and burning.

The scene in front of him changed instantly, the formation disappeared, and he and the little wolf were brought back to the previous secret room. Han Zhang's body lay stiffly beside him.

Holding the wolf cub firmly, Song Jing glanced at Han Zhang's body lightly, the surprise of success and distorted panic remained on that face, his eyes widened in disbelief, and he could not rest in peace.

He unceremoniously raised his hand and put the boxes piled up in the corner into the Qiankun Ring, and accepted it with a smile.