The Hairpin of the Red Chamber

Sister Feng's fingers were sandwiched between the two of them, sticking to the flesh, carelessly caressing all the way, her technique was not good, but it was like a veteran of flowers, which made Ping'er's body stiff, soft, and soft again. Stiff, going back and forth like this, after a while, the whole face was covered with sweat.

Ping'er had made out with Jia Lian before, and it wasn't that she was unhappy, but there was always a passion missing in the joy. Ping'er thought it was a matter of size or skill, but when she was touched by Sister Feng, she realized that it wasn't because of those reasons. , she just... doesn't like Jia Lian.

Not only Ping'er, but also Sister Feng.In the past, no matter how close Jia Lian and Sister Feng were, Sister Feng couldn't let go of her in bed.At that time, Ping'er was serving outside. She made the bed and folded the quilt beforehand and fetched water to freshen up afterward. After getting along with Sister Feng, I realized that Sister Feng also has a charming face of many girls.

Ping'er loves Sister Feng's face so much, Sister Feng only shows her a face that is completely different from her usual majestic and dignified appearance, which will make her feel a little secret pleasure, as if she has a huge treasure all to herself .Every time Sister Feng showed such a face, Ping'er would feel guilty and weak, and without Sister Feng's action, she would have lost her helmet and armor.

Ping'er thought that if she turned around now and had a good time with Sister Feng, Sister Feng would show such a face right away?Seductive, lewd, delicate face like a gorgeous blooming flower in mid-spring, she thinks that Sister Feng must be full of rippling youth from her hair to the tips of her toes now, she wonders if Sister Feng will squint her eyes and call her like she did once "Brother Ping", she was still thinking that if she did better today, would Sister Feng put her arms around her neck, call her "enemy", and tell her that she was Sister Feng's heart and soul.Ping'er couldn't help but immediately turned over, pressed Sister Feng, and used her own little tricks to make Sister Feng fascinated, and seduced Sister Feng to say countless sweet words to herself with such a face.It's a pity that no matter how much she thought about it, she just thought about it, no matter how charming, coquettish, and seductive Sister Feng was, it broke her heart.

Ping'er sighed silently, and moved forward to get rid of Sister Feng's entanglement. By the way, she also got out of the quilt, her legs were chilly, and she hurriedly put on her clothes.

Sister Feng hugged the quilt and sat up, carefully calling out: "Ping'er?"

Ping'er said calmly: "I'll go to see the brazier, the room is a bit stuffy, it's better to open some windows."

Sister Feng hummed, and watched her light up a small lamp. The light shone on her face, and Sister Feng could clearly see Ping'er frowning with concern.Sister Feng's heart skipped a beat, and she also got off the ground. She hugged Ping'er from behind and said, "Ping'er, you have something on your mind."

Ping'er smiled and said: "We are going to exile, can we not worry?"

Sister Feng shook her head and said, "It's not because of this." He hesitated for a while, and didn't make any frivolous movements. She just wrapped her arms around Ping'er, rubbed her face on her shoulder, and said, "Ping'er...what's the matter with you?" Why? Don't even want that?

Ping'er walked to the brazier, squatted down, and naturally slipped out of Sister Feng's arms. She picked out the charcoal, and the low-quality black charcoal in the inn gave off thin smoke, which made her cough a few times and stood up. Get up and open the window halfway: "Fortunately, I remembered, I will buy some charcoal tomorrow and take it on the road."

Sister Feng stared at her and said, "Charcoal is not cheap, do you have enough money?"

Ping'er laughed and said, "Why do you suddenly care about our money?"

Sister Feng said: "I see that you are very frugal all the way here."

Ping'er said: "There is money, but after all, there will be no fixed income in the future, so I can no longer spend as much as before."

Sister Feng said: "You said you brought something to sell in the south? What did you bring, I can see if it's good for sale."

Ping'er lowered his eyes and smiled, "It's all in that car. If you want to see it, just go and see it tomorrow. I'll keep the account book in the box. It's late now, so I'll report it to you tomorrow morning."

Sister Feng smiled and said, "I'm just looking around, don't give me the ledger too—it's getting late, shall we... go to sleep?"

After all, he blushed when he said the last few words, and lowered his head slightly, and felt that such a shy and timid gesture was not suitable for him, so he raised his head again and looked at Ping'er expectantly.

Ping'er said: "Tomorrow we have to go on the road, so we need to sleep well."

Sister Feng guessed what she meant, she didn't look like she was going to do that, she was disappointed, she cheekily reached out to hook her skirt, and said with a smile: "We haven't seen each other for so long, don't you...don't want to?"

It was dark just now, and she didn't feel anything for being so active and bold, but now she made such provocative movements under the light, but she felt a little ashamed, because she lowered her head a little, and only looked up at Ping'er.

Ping'er's face was strange, she stared at Sister Feng and said, "You... really think that way?"

Even with the dim light, it could be seen that Sister Feng's face was completely red, but no matter how shy she was, she raised her head, pretending not to care, and said with a smile, "It seems like you don't want to." Fang Caiping It's clear that the reaction is not small, but now he pretends to be a Mr. Taoist, really hateful!

Ping'er looked at her, sneered, and suddenly leaned forward, hugged Sister Feng and kissed her.

Between the two of them, kissing is not as much as it does, so Sister Feng was a little confused by this blow, and at first she forgot to open her mouth. With a roll in her mouth and a sweep, Sister Feng half-opened her mouth unconsciously, and fell limply into Ping'er's arms.

Ping'er supported her to move forward slowly, and Sister Feng also retreated to the head of the bed unknowingly. Ping'er pushed again, and Sister Feng sat down on the bed, and Ping'er stretched out her hand to peel off Sister Feng's clothes—she stripped very slowly. , Sister Feng was a little anxious, and when she was about to reach out to undo the button, Ping'er grabbed her hand again and did not allow her to move.

Sister Feng felt something was wrong in her heart, so she pushed Ping'er slightly, and said, "I... come." Ping'er seemed not to have heard her words, and pushed her down on the bed. : "Ping'er."

Ping'er ignored her, went to the table, brought the lamp, and put it on the bedside.

Although the light was dim, it was enough for her to see every part of Sister Feng clearly—a place she was already very familiar with, but after staring at it for a long time, it seemed to be strange again, just like Sister Feng, who was very familiar but yet so strange. Most unfamiliar.

Sister Feng was a little panicked, she was about to get up with her elbows, but Ping'er had already grasped her leg with all her strength, lifted it up, knelt down on the bed, and slowly bent over, exerting all her strength.

Sister Feng's panic and apprehension was swallowed into her stomach at once, and soon she didn't even have the heart to struggle. After a few breaths, Sister Feng had already revealed what Ping'er liked, that seductive, lustful, like It looks as delicate as a flower that blooms brightly in mid-spring.