Master milk me

"Qingqing, I'm afraid..."

"do not move."

What Zhang Yanqing said about manicure is really manicure.

Holding a long white sword tightly in his hand, he cut his nails neatly, just like cutting bamboo.That posture must have carved flowers for it, and it won't surprise it.

Seeing that Changbai's sharp sword body is like a switch knife, rubbing its flesh and falling down again and again, cutting its nails.

Several of the milk group thought that his fingers were about to be cut off, and he scared his throat and yelled, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Zhang Yanqing spread her legs slightly, clamped its writhing lower body, and said in a low voice: "What are you screaming for? I'm not sure I'll cut off your fingers if you're moving."

"Hmm..." The aggrieved fell silent.

It became honest all of a sudden, Zhang Yanqing felt a little strange, took a look at it, and saw its eyes staring at him.The obsessed look is like a little girl with a spring looking at the person she likes.

I can see him distracted.

"Qingqing..." It called him in a childish voice.

"En." Zhang Yanqing also responded lightly.

It whispered: "You've never treated me like this before... Long'er feels like he's dreaming..." After a pause, his tone became low: "...I'm afraid that Qingqing will disappear if I touch it."

His hand holding the sword suddenly trembled.

"Bah—" The blood sprayed/shot, and Nai Tuanzi's fingers blossomed.

"..." The two of them stared wide-eyed, and there was a moment of silence.

Suddenly feeling embarrassed, Zhang Yanqing opened her mouth and said, "...So, are you awake?"

"..." Longlong lowered his eyes aggrievedly: "I'm awake. But I'm in a little pain..."

"..." Zhang Yanqing's expression was calm, but her icy eyes were a little flustered.

Maybe he didn't know what to do, looking at its bleeding hand, his heart tightened, he didn't care about the shame and rules, so he slightly opened his lips to enclose it, gently sucking the sweet blood.

The fingertips were wrapped in warmth, and Nai Tuanzi's body stiffened.

"Qing, Qingqing..." Those dark eyes flickered.

Zhang Yanqing met its scorching gaze, looked away uncomfortably, and said, "It's all right. I'll find Xiao Si to bandage you later..."

"Qingqing...you look at me." Nai Tuanzi murmured.

Zhang Yanqing shifted his gaze over there by accident, and directly met its gaze.

When it looked at him, its eyes seemed to lose its soul, scattered and lost its cohesion.

"..." Neither of them moved.

Afterwards, Longlong stood on tiptoe, stretched out his small hands to hold his face, and kissed him proactively.

Zhang Yanqing opened his eyes to the extreme, and stared at the young boy with a pink and jade-carved appearance in some trepidation. It might be because Longlong hadn't grown in size, and he actually had a strange sense of being humiliated.

The two warm and lingering tongues were forcibly separated, and there were long silver threads attached to them.Zhang Yanqing's neck was red, her eyes were dodging, and she was clutching the corner of her clothes tightly, as if she was holding back something.

"Why did Qingqing push me away? Aren't you very comfortable too?" Tuanzi felt a little dissatisfied that he hadn't kissed enough yet, grabbed his arm vigorously, and wanted to kiss him forcefully.

Zhang Yanqing said: "You... change back."

Long Long froze for a moment, staring at Zhang Yanqing's reddened ears, vaguely, as if he had guessed something.

His eyes were narrowed jokingly, and he asked with a smile, "...do you not like me like this?"

"..." Zhang Yanqing was silent.mountain; with.彡; Xi.

It leaned on his knees, resting its chin on both hands, and said slowly: "Or...Qingqing, you...can't do anything to me like this?"

"..." Zhang Yanqing looked over with an indifferent expression.

It continued to provoke: "... If you really can't do it, then I will change back."

That's what he said, but its restless hands were wandering around his body, and every time his fingertips slid across, a few sparks were sparked.

"Uh..." Zhang Yanqing snorted.

He grabbed its hand with some displeasure, and was about to kick it off the carriage, but it suddenly jumped up, jumped into his arms, and clamped his waist tightly with its legs.

"I won't go."

"..." Zhang Yanqing pursed her lips, remained silent for a moment, then suddenly turned him over and pressed him down, biting its dragon horn fiercely.

The dragon's horn is the most fragile and sensitive. Usually it itch when others touch it, but it hurts when Zhang Yanqing pulls it. It was bitten suddenly, and it was so painful that it almost didn't cry out.

"Ahhhh—it hurts so much!!"

Zhang Yanqing relaxed slightly, licked the place he had bitten just now, and spoke in an extremely hoarse voice: "Are you still obedient?"

"Qingqing..." Nai Tuanzi's voice suddenly became urgent, and he looked up at him with a look of longing on his small face: "Don't lick my horns... tickle...you have to lick it... that's going to happen Something big happened..."

Zhang Yanqing felt it was funny, and joked, "What a big deal?"

The milk dumpling under him suddenly grew sideways.

A handsome young man appeared below. Zhang Yanqing opened his eyes, as if he sensed something was wrong, and wanted to back away, but he turned over vigorously and pressed him under him.

Longlong unceremoniously unbuttoned his clothes, exposing all his sex/sexuality, with a low smirk: "For us dragons... the licking of the horns by the spouse is all for begging/matching .”

"You dare to try." The face of the person below him was frosty.

"I've wanted to try it for a long time." The person on his body was enthusiastic.

"..."

The carriage began to shake violently, accompanied by gasps one after another, and finally, all the sounds stopped abruptly, and everything returned to silence.

A soft glutinous dumpling flew out of the carriage, "paji paji" rolled twice, and lay softly on the ground, beating the ground angrily.

hate it...

He hates it so much!

Why didn't you hit him again?

The curtain of the carriage was raised, Zhang Yanqing calmly stepped out of the carriage, ignored it, and went to the next door to check on his two hapless apprentices.

The dragon on the ground got up, patted the ashes on its buttocks, and chased after it with a smile, and resumed its previous appearance of pretending to be crazy: "Master, wait for me..."

Zhang Yanqing didn't respond, but just made a subconscious movement, stretched out her arm, and let the sticky ball hug her arm.

On the carriage, one of the two apprentices woke up.

The first to wake up was Fu Xiaosi, who was less poisoned.

He sat in the carriage in a daze, staring at the black glutinous rice all over the place in a daze.

Zhang Yanqing opened the curtain outside, "Xiao Si."

Fu Xiaosi was startled, recovered his senses, and quickly replied: "Master, I am here."

He said, "Does your body feel better?"

"Hmm..." Fu Xiaosi looked at it carefully, except that his nails were still a little black, his mind lost the consciousness he had before.

He raised his head and said, "It's much better, Master."

"Get out of the car." Zhang Yanqing put down the curtain: "Go to Honeysuckle's house and ask for a bowl of glutinous rice porridge."

Fu Xiaosi patted the glutinous rice on his body, and jumped out of the carriage obediently: "Good master."

Zhang Yanqing said: "By the way, ask Dong Lan for another bowl."

Fu Xiaosi: "Okay."

He got off the carriage and went to Honeysuckle's house.

Honeysuckle was cooking glutinous rice porridge, and the dilapidated courtyard was full of her juniors.

All of them used to dislike the ugliness of girls, but now they all boast that the soup and porridge made by honeysuckle are delicious like farts.

Fu Xiaosi walked over, and more than a dozen people stood up with porridge bowls, and surrounded him with concern: "Brother, is your corpse poisoned?"

He nodded: "Well...almost."

One person said: "That's good. You were too scary before, and Donglan..."

Before he finished speaking, Fu Xiaosi's face turned red, and he immediately scolded and interrupted him: "Don't mention him to me!"

"..." Everyone was dumbfounded.

"Whoever is mentioning him, I will turn against whom." After Fu Xiaosi dropped a sentence, he walked into the room angrily.

Honeysuckle was making porridge at the stove, when she saw Fu Xiaosi coming, she smiled and said, "Young master, are you here to get the porridge?"

Fu Xiaosi smiled shyly: "Yes, take two bowls, please."

Honeysuckle: "No trouble."

She filled two bowls of glutinous rice porridge for Fu Xiaosi, and Fu Xiaosi took them away.During the period, I took a look at the sticky porridge noodles. The porridge was black and spotted, and it was stirred evenly in the porridge.

He was a little relieved: "There are also sesame seeds..."

Fu Xiaosi first took Zhang Yanqing out of the carriage: "Master, that little girl cooks a lot, and there is still in the pot, do you want some?"

Zhang Yanqing's cold voice came: "No need."

"Okay." Fu Xiaosi withdrew.

Longlong smashed his mouth, with a greedy face: "Qingqing... I want to eat..."

Zhang Yanqing glanced at it, and said calmly: "You have too much appetite, those are not enough for you."

"Then what if I'm hungry?"

"Then be hungry."

"..." Wronged Baba: "I will starve to death."

Zhang Yanqing stretched out his hand, wiped away the bread residue from the corner of its mouth, and said softly, "Today you ate twenty pieces of bread and thirty flower rolls... It's your brothers' rations for three or four days. If you're calling, I won't Mind throwing you into the pot to stew."

"..." "I... I'm not hungry anymore."

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Bie Xiaosi got into the carriage.

At this moment, Shen Donglan had already woken up, and was sitting in the car in a daze, obviously not realizing what happened.

Fu Xiaosi is here.

The two met face to face, and their eyes met straight-line.

"..." Throwing the porridge violently in front of him, the originally gentle young man blushed like a boiled duck, pretending to be fierce, and said to him: "Porridge... you should eat it soon!"

Shen Donglan happily called out: "Senior brother!"

Fu Xiaosi snorted angrily, turned around and wanted to leave, but he suddenly grabbed his wrist and dragged him into his warm embrace.

The latter looked confused, and said strangely: "Brother...why are you angry with me?"

Fu Xiaosi struggled in his arms: "Let me go!"

Shen Donglan became more and more confused: "What's wrong with you? Why are you yelling at me so fiercely?"

"You..." He bit his lower lip and said angrily, "Stop pretending!"

Shen Donglan scratched her head: "???"

"I don't want to talk to you at all now." Fu Xiaosi broke free from his arms, turned his blushing face sideways, "Hurry up and eat the porridge, I'll return the bowl to you!"

"Oh..." He obediently picked up the porridge bowl and drank it little by little, but his eyes glanced at him from time to time, making Fu Xiaosi's face even redder.

He said, "Don't look at me..."

Shen Donglan: "Why?"

He was incoherent: "Because...because...what else can you say!"

Shen Donglan laughed anxiously: "Mother... the conscience of heaven and earth! I really don't know!"

Fu Xiaosi was taken aback for a moment, then narrowed his eyes suspiciously and looked at him: Could it be that he was ill and forgot about bullying him before?

"..." Shen Donglan looked away guiltily.

The more Fu Xiaosi thought about it, the more angry he became: How can it be done!If you bully someone, you won't admit it!It's just too... too much!