Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

When Ying Shisan took over Yan Qi's position, her behavior was much more ruthless and sinister than Yan Qi's. Later, she committed patricide and her mother was killed. When she named the Twelve Lord, even Zhu Weili and the others kept it secret. She objected, and her words were nice, saying that she wanted her not to let down Ying Shisan. He had established a good reputation for her by dying under her sword in front of so many ministers. If he was once crowned king, That would be equivalent to Ling Qingyu herself proving that Ying Thirteen was ordered to kill those aristocratic families at that time, and the damage to her reputation was not small. Zhu Weili even said softly at that time, no matter what, even his own parents could be killed. His heart...

She had her own way and blocked him. The twelve people, no matter what reasons they used to object, ignored them. When the announcement was made in the main hall, Ye Po led the Rakshasa army to guard the main hall. Only with such a deterrent force could those people People shut up.

Alan also said at that time that as long as you can understand Ying Shisan's thoughts, his heart is actually very clean.

Yes, very clean. When the sword penetrated his heart, the blood splashed on her face was pure and hot. Until death, he only had one wish.

Thirteen... so beautiful... With a pious heart, Ling Qingyu lowered his head and took the little guy in his mouth.

Um... Qing... Yu... Master... Zi... Ying Thirteen's voice broke into pieces, his body tensed like a line, convulsing slightly, but a tear slowly dripped from the corner of his eye.

After arriving here, thanks to these advanced machines here, he saw a completely different world, not only the weird and bizarre world, but also the thinking mode of the people here.

People here are actually very impetuous. They expect a lot of good things, but they reject that kind of good things because of their selfish desires and because they don't want to get hurt, so they protect themselves to death.

They don't believe in love, and they don't believe in the kind of love that can tolerate everything and give everything.

Whether in Shanghai or along the way, he also heard some of what they said in private, and when communicating with others, he was even asked about it in a vague way.

Curious about their relationship, curious about why they are with her, curious about whether their love is true or false.

I don’t even believe that their love can last.

Just like when he was there, many people questioned his motives. He was in charge of the Red Mansion, in charge of all her private rooms, in charge of her safety, her privacy, and everything. He acted viciously and used any means to achieve his goals. When those people determined that He Li was using her, they believed that his motives were also bad.

He had heard too many words and knew that some of them were said directly to her. At that time, he was worried that she would doubt him and no longer trust him because of those words, or even hate him because of the things he did. .

He could endure everything, but if she had the slightest suspicion and disgust towards him, he couldn't bear it. He would rather die than see such a trace of emotion in her eyes.

Then, that day, when he told about his life experience and that he had killed his parents, she just felt sad for him. Then, that night, she also said the same, Thirteen, you are so beautiful, clean and pure, the most beautiful Beautiful thirteen.

What do those people know...

Where can you find another person like this in this world?

How could he still fall in love with someone else...

He lives in this world just because she is here...

The warm and soft tongue, the warm and tight mouth, every lick and every suck brought a fatal pleasure. After a while, Ying Thirteen could no longer think about all those messy thoughts in his head. Being swept away, the only thing that can be felt in my heart, mind, eyes, taste, and touch is her.

Ah... Lord... Son... Lord... Son... I can't bear it anymore... Ying Thirteen's breathing was rapid, the voice coming out of his lips was thin and hoarse, and his body was even more spasmodic.

Ling Qingyu raised his head and saw an abnormal flush on his face. His tied hands were clenched into fists, and his nails dug into the palms of his hands, causing the wound to open again. He quickly stood up and let go of his hands. , took the cloth ball out of his mouth and said urgently: Thirteen, thirteen?

The restraints were untied, and Ying Shisan hugged her. After her body calmed down a little, he turned over and placed her on the bed. He opened his mouth and captured her lips. His tongue penetrated in, entangled fiercely, and lifted her up at the same time. He lifted one of her legs and pushed it hard.

The moans were blocked in the two people's intertwined lips. Ying Thirteen did not continue to move. He raised his head and put her hair behind her head with both hands. His eyes were rippling and he looked at her, gently, word by word. The words said: Master, as long as you know Thirteen, Thirteen belongs only to you. You are here and I am here. If you die, I will die. No matter what you look like, white hair, crane skin, chicken bones, or fat No matter if I turn into a meat ball, I will always be by your side...

I love you, my master...my everything...

Thirteen... Ling Qingyu hooked his neck and kissed them deeply again.

The smart Thirteen, the Thirteen who can detect all her thoughts...

A strong gust of wind flicked out from his finger, the skylight snapped shut, and the sounds of people in the yard suddenly disappeared.

With that gentle snapping sound, Ying Shisan thrust into the deepest part, and then fucked hard.

The screams of extreme joy were muffled by the two people's tightly intertwined lips, and the overflowing temptation swayed with the wind and dissipated in the bright and lazy afternoon sunshine.

**

The men's injuries were no longer serious, and the group went to other scenic spots on the edge of Lijiang.

Shouting loudly in the forest on Jade Dragon Snow Mountain, jumping on the huge rock in the river to take pictures in front of the torrent of Tiger Leaping Gorge (scaring others half to death), walking in the sea of ​​flowers in Lashihai, and exploring the secrets of Lugu Lake.

Lugu Lake is quite far away from Lijiang. They stayed in Lugu Lake for one night before returning. The room was not vacated. The men's injuries were almost healed. They were ready to rest for two days before setting off.

Liang Jiarong and Wu Kun had a great time following this group of people. When they got off the car and walked to the hotel lobby, they were still talking about grabbing tickets at Lugu Lake. They were laughing, and then they suddenly shut up.

Hey! Mr. Liang and Mr. Wu! You are so unjust! You don't call us for such a good thing! A man dressed in fancy clothes and with a shiny bald head jumped up from the sofa and shouted.

Dong Er Shao Dong Ting.

That's it! We are all good brothers who have lived life and death together! How can we leave us and act alone! Another person also stood up and shouted.

Fang Da Shao Fang Fang.

Liang Jiarong and Wu Kun looked at each other, why are these two guys here? And what's going on with the crowd in the lobby?

The lobby is not big, but it is crowded with people now. Not only are Fang Fang and Dong Ting, but there are also several people from the third generation of rich people they also know. There are people standing around who can be seen as bodyguards, and there are also a group of orioles. Ying Yan Yan Ping Ting Ting stood aside.

But what surprised them most was the outdoor supplies piled aside.