Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

Ling Qingyu hummed twice, leaned into his arms, held his hand, the anger on his face faded, and said: But, today the therapist just said that if you want to have children by yourself, you can't be too fat. If you are too fat, , it is difficult to give birth on your own, and usually a caesarean section is required, but if it is a caesarean section, you can only give birth twice at most.

Well! Shadow Thirteen's hands froze and he said, Is this really true?

Well, I asked my classmates who had given birth and they all said so. Ling Qingyu said with a sad expression.

Ahem! Ying Shisan coughed twice and said: Well, then, I will accompany you for a while later? But, Qingyu, it doesn't actually matter whether we have children or not. We like children and want children, that's all. It's because it's your child. If giving birth will burden you or affect your body, then I would rather not have it than let you suffer.

Well, I know... Ling Qingyu hooked his neck and pulled him down, kissed his lips gently, and whispered: But, I want Thirteen's child to be as smart and beautiful as Thirteen The child I want.

Ying Thirteen hugged her tightly and deepened her kiss. The two hugged and kissed each other until the corners of their mouths were numb. Ying Thirteen glanced around from the corner of his eyes and laughed softly: In broad daylight, someone is coming outside. .”

The hand that had already held the proud object suddenly froze. Ling Qingyu secretly looked from Ying Shisan's arms to the tourists who were talking and laughing as they walked into the yard, and gently scratched the hard spot with his fingers.

Ying Thirteen took a breath, called to the shopkeeper who was passing by with a smile, and asked: Shopkeeper, is there any room available?

The room given by the store was at the corner of the third floor. It was a small semi-attic room. There was a skylight on the sloping roof. Under the window was an iron frame bed that took up most of the room. The sunlight poured down and shone on the room. A faint golden color remains on the snow-white sheets, making the rose flower resting on the pillow even more beautiful.

After the store owner led them into the room, he left with an ambiguous and kind smile, and thoughtfully closed the door for them.

Ying Shisan has been holding Ling Qingyu, using their bodies together to cover the big bulge, but looking at the store owner's smile, it seems that he hasn't covered it up...

Fortunately, Shuhe is a paradise for lovers, so you can see a lot of it if you come to the store.

As soon as the door closed, Ying Thirteen rolled her on the bed with her in his arms, kissed her impatiently with flaming lips, and took off her clothes while kissing her.

If there's anything bad here, it's that the clothes are troublesome. He was wearing a shirt today and didn't bring any change of clothes. It would be impossible to tear them apart directly. The injury on his hand still affected his dexterity. It was a toss-up. In one minute, the button was only half untied...

Shh! Don't be so anxious~ Seeing his hurried look, Ling Qingyu smiled and arched his eyebrows, turned over and pressed him down, straddling him, and said: Your injury is not healed yet, today I will let you get out of here. Come and serve your husband~

Just hearing the word husband, Ying Shisan's body seemed to be on fire. He raised his head and stroked her cheek. The newly formed scab from the wound on his palm rubbed against the tender skin, causing a **** feeling. Ling Qingyu chuckled.

She held his hand, pressed a kiss on the palm, raised her body slightly, rubbed the soft part of her crotch against his crotch that was about to burst, and then slowly lowered her body. , separated by four layers of cloth, the hidden place pressed tightly against the increasingly hard mass, and even through the cloth, you could still feel the lines being stretched.

Ying Shisan let out a long moan unconsciously, his body trembled slightly, and he softly called her name: Qingyu... Qingyu...

Hmm...? Ling Qingyu's voice rose. She unbuttoned his clothes with one hand and gently held his Adam's apple in her mouth. She felt his body stiffen up and his head tilted back. That sexy and lovely The Adam's apple seemed to have moved into her lips.

His tongue circled the delicate bone several times, and then he sucked it deeply. He raised his head slightly and looked at the Adam's apple that was as open as a plum blossom. Ling Qingyu leaned over, bit his earlobe, nipped it gently, and used the tip of his tongue to He teased the soft lobes and felt the body beneath him tremble. He let go of his sensitive earlobe, followed the back of the ear, and kissed a bunch of purple grapes on the carotid artery.

Qing Yu... Qing Yu... Ying Thirteen's body tensed up, rising slightly. The lower part was pressed and rubbed by the softness, and the upper part was teased by her deft tongue. His body seemed to be on fire. There was an uncontrollable tremor in the deepest part.

All the buttons of his shirt were unbuttoned. Ling Qingyu raised his body and helped him take off his clothes. Looking at his lean but very shapely body, Ling Qingyu pressed his hands on the muscles of his abdomen and slowly pushed up. When you look up, you can see that his skin is firm and smooth, and his complexion is white with a hint of wheat color. The flesh-pink scars have made deep and shallow marks on his body, giving him a strange sense of beauty. The dent on the delicate collarbone has disappeared. Let the collarbone return to its original beautiful, attractive and sexy arc.

The hand stopped on the collarbone. Ling Qingyu leaned forward again and pressed a kiss on the bone socket. One hand followed his chest line to his waist, and his lips kissed along the muscle lines of his collarbone, sternum, and abdomen. In the afternoon, I just didn't touch the bright red dogwood that was already standing upright and slightly trembling in anticipation of the coming of her flames.

Qingyu... Qingyu... When Ling Qingyu kissed his navel, Ying Shisan couldn't help but straighten up again, and softly moaned: Qingyu... bite me... bite me …”

Huh? Ling Qingyu raised his head and looked at the pair of watery eyes on his flushed cheeks. Those eyes were as if they had been wetted with dew for thousands of years, making people intoxicated at one glance and unable to wake up. His eyes were filled with waves. She leaned over with a chuckle, licked his eyes with her tongue, then quickly lowered her head and bit the dogwood that looked like a purple berry in full bloom.

**

The skylight was open, and the sounds of people in the courtyard drifted in with the wind. In the afternoon, more and more tourists came to stay. People were strolling around in the courtyard to bask in the sun and drink tea. The thin voices and cheerful laughter were still there. There is elegant music, which comes in along with the sunshine and the gentle breeze.

Ah... Qing Yu... Qing Yu... Ying Thirteen bit her lip and tried not to speak too loudly. Her hands seemed to be filled with fire magic and moved around her body, which were heavier and lighter. The numbing stimulation caused by the pecks and bites made his body unable to stop trembling, and uncontrollable moans escaped from the corners of his mouth, each sound filled with hoarse sexiness and irrepressible enthusiasm.

His hands continued down from the waist and stuck into the waistband of his trousers. Being burned by the heat, Ling Qingyu stopped nibbling happily and looked up to see that the corners of Ying Shisan's lips had been bitten with blood marks. After listening to the increasingly lively laughter below, she took out her moistened hand from his crotch and covered the corners of his lips with her fingers. She had a charming smile on her face and said with a seductive smile in her voice: Call out, Thirteen, don’t be afraid of people hearing me, I want to hear you scream~”

Ying Shisan shook his head, his starry eyes filled with water, and said softly: Stick my mouth, Qingyu...

After listening to the voices outside, Ling Qingyu tilted his head slightly and thought innocently for a moment. At the same time, he was rubbing the place underneath that was as hot as fire even if there were several layers of fabric.

Ah...Qingyu...quickly...stop my mouth... Ying Thirteen couldn't help but cry out any longer, bit his lip fiercely, looked at her pleadingly and whispered softly.

He was not afraid that he would be laughed at by the people below, but he was afraid that she would be laughed at...

With a chuckle, Ling Qingyu leaned over and blocked his mouth with her own lips. At the same time, he sat down hard and started rubbing quickly.

Woo...Qingyu...ah... A high-pitched cry was blocked in the mouths of the two of them. The air flow bypassed their entangled tongues and overflowed from the corners of their lips, leaving only a hint of charm. The aftertaste.

**

Ah...Qingyu... The fierce and entangled kiss made Ying Shisan's body burn even more fiercely. The hand that had been placed aside couldn't help but hug her waist, and his body pressed hard against the soft body. It was so hard that he almost lost his mind.

Well... Ling Qingyu let go of his lips, licked his lips with her tongue, then took out the two pillow covers on the pillow from behind his head, took his hands from his waist, and placed the pink He kissed the scab lightly, and tied his wrists to the iron frame at the head of the bed with a towel. While tying them back, he kindly said with a chuckle: Be careful, if you rub off the scab, you will have to wear it again. It’s grown again.”

Ying Shisan didn't move, just looked at her with his eyes full of spring water, and a wicked and charming smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said softly: My master... eat Shisan... let me Thirteen will always be with you...

Before he could finish his words, his lips were blocked by those gentle and hot lips again. The teeth biting on his lips brought a slight sting and a stronger feeling, which made him tense up and let out a whimper.

While biting and kissing his lips, Ling Qingyu took off his clothes, balled up the cotton vest, let go of Ying Shisan, looked at Ying Shisan, whose breath became thicker, and placed the ball on On his lips, he raised his eyebrows slightly.

Ying Thirteen raised his head slightly, held the ball of cloth in his teeth, and smiled slightly as he looked at her eyes.

He was already good-looking, and his eyes were as beautiful as the stars in the sky, which can make people get lost. Now his cheeks are crimson, his eyes can overflow with water, and the smile at the corner of his mouth is evil and provocative, making Ling Qingyu unable to bear it anymore. Unable to hold back, he pressed his fingers and stuffed the ball of cloth into his mouth, and then a violent kiss with the breath of fire fell on him.

While printing purple berries one after another on his body, she unbuttoned his trousers. When the hot and hard member suddenly popped out, Ling Qingyu was stunned for a moment, stopped kissing, stepped back, and sat down. On his lap, looking at the poor little guy who was restrained to the extreme by the chastity belt and already had several deep marks, he lowered his head without mercy and kissed her. The dewy tip of the little guy had already appeared.

Woo... Ying Thirteen's body shook unconsciously, his head tilted back, his legs bent unconsciously, and then his body straightened up.

Ling Qingyu just opened her mouth, ready to stick out her tongue to continue teasing. As soon as he stepped forward, the little guy touched her mouth. Being hit by the little guy like this, Ling Qingyu subconsciously shut up and wrapped her tightly just right. Hold the tip and inhale.

Woo... The intense stimulation made Ying Thirteen raise his head in a graceful arc, and an unsuppressed voice overflowed from the gap in the cloth.

Ling Qingyu hurriedly let go of the little guy who seemed to be about to explode, found the hidden buckle, and untied the restraints. Looking at the fiercely swollen little guy, he chuckled unconsciously, and touched the little guy with both hands. The hot guy lowered his head and wanted to get closer.

Ugh... Ying Thirteen shook his head violently, his bent knees gently pushing against her back.

Ling Qingyu raised his head and looked at him in confusion. Seeing that his face was flushed and he couldn't help the desire on his face, but his eyes showed disapproval. He tilted his head slightly to think about it, stood up, and took off all his pants. , kneeling on the bed, looking at his graceful body, turning his head and smiling: It doesn't matter, Thirteen is very clean...