hate dragon

The hazy curtain covered the person who had been lingering on the bed for a long time, the long hair poured down from the bed, and the slightly tangled long hair seemed to be the most beautiful hair knot.

"Hmm..." A slight moan came from the bed, and the slightly hoarse voice showed the passion just now.

"Don't move, let's sleep again." Pressing the slightly twisted body, Mingsu's soft voice reminded the person who just woke up of his excessive behavior just now.

"Hmph!" With a low hum, Qing He turned over and ignored Ming Su again.

"Hmm..." Just this slight movement made Qinghe blush again.

"Come out!" Qing He gritted his teeth and said something embarrassing.

"Woo..." Qinghe let out a soft breath as he wanted to struggle but moved a certain overused part.

"Don't move, you'll hurt." Hearing Qinghe's low cry, Ming Su hurriedly supported his waist to prevent him from moving, and then gently pulled out Qinghe's desire for a long time.

The small mouth that couldn't be closed for too long due to exercise, opened and closed lewdly, and with the slightly opened and closed opening, too much white liquid slowly flowed out with a trace of bright red, which forced Qinghe to change his face again.

"You bastard!" Blushed by the greasy feeling behind her, Qing He shouted, buried herself in the quilt and refused to talk to Ming Su again.

"I'm sorry, I know I've gone too far, let me see." Knowing what Qinghe is concerned about, even if Qinghe seduces herself, she has gone too far. Mingsu is very annoyed now, because Qinghe is too nervous and too tight Suffocating, three years have made Qinghe more youthful, there is no way Mingsu can only use the remaining dragon's voice on the bed to lubricate, although the effect is absolutely top-notch, but it makes him forget his sense of proportion, and Qinghe's repeated groans are even more harmful to Mingsu. Su's fatal temptation, Ming Su can't remember how many times he hugged Qinghe, but Qinghe definitely has reason to be angry.

He wanted to lift the quilt but was held tightly by Qinghe, and could not be lifted by force, Mingsu could only softly coax Qinghe out.

"Qinghe, don't be bored, come out, I'm sorry it's my fault..."

"Qinghe, be good..." No matter what Mingsu said, Qinghe just refused to come out.

"Don't worry about it!" A clear and muffled voice came from under the quilt.

Although he tried his best to deny and admit the charming moans in his memory, Qinghe could only continue to cover his ears like an ostrich.

"Mingsu, hug me..." This is the most shameful thing Qinghe can say, but Qinghe said it last night.

Qinghe remembers how strongly Mingsu embraced him after he finished speaking, as if he wanted to swallow him up, and Qinghe even more remembered how...

There was Mingsu's soft coaxing voice next to his ear, and there were still traces of Mingsu on his body, which made Qinghe who was buried under the quilt even more ashamed and angry.How could I be like this? Although it was Mingsu's toughness that made him sink at the beginning, Qinghe clearly remembered that in the end it seemed that he had been refusing to let go of Mingsu. The feeling of being embraced by Mingsu made Qinghe forget all the pain. Yin's effect has passed long ago, but she still hooked Mingsu, inviting her again and again, making Mingsu sink herself... Thinking of her obsequiousness at that time, Qinghe felt hot all over again, It is because of this that Qinghe dare not face Mingsu. Anyway, it is his fault, it must be him... Qinghe will never admit that it is his rare initiative that made Mingsu lose control... Absolutely not...

"Qinghe, good boy, come out, okay? My heart will feel bad for you like this, good boy..." Mingsu's helpless tone made Qinghe feel a little uncomfortable, as if it made him worry, then come out...well.

"Qinghe, don't be angry, it's my fault, come out, okay?" Although it's really not her responsibility, Mingsu also knows that she was too tempted by Qinghe, and she did it so many times, knowing that Qinghe's health is not good. It's good, but it still complies with the desire of its own body, and finally stopped under Qing He's begging for mercy.

The quilt was lifted up a little bit, and the person hiding under the quilt leaned out a little bit, the grievance in his eyes made Mingsu feel distressed.

"Qinghe..." Mingsu heaved a sigh of relief when he saw the person who was finally willing to come out.

"It's my fault, I didn't take care of your body, don't be angry, come out, okay?" Ming Su continued to coax, stroking the jade hand holding the quilt lightly.

"Hmm..." The answer was a bit shy, as thin as a mosquito's moan, but it was Qinghe's most beautiful tenderness.

"Don't be angry, okay? Let me help you see." Knowing that Qinghe's willingness to come out meant that he was willing to forgive himself, Mingsu gently reached into the quilt and stretched out his hand towards the familiar place.

"Don't..." The writhing body refused Mingsu's touch. Although she was not angry anymore, she would still be... shy, disgusting!

"Don't move, be careful of the pain, I'm just checking if you're hurt." Mingsu pressed Qinghe lightly to prevent him from bringing the pain behind him again.

He had just touched a familiar part, and a cry made both of them on the bed stiff.

"Mother!" The clear and clear call was so close at hand.

"Ah, it's Qing'er..."

"Qing'er..."

"Don't touch..."

"do not move……"

There was a small sound, and the two people on the bed were panicked all of a sudden. They were both naked, and the breath in the air showed that something unsuitable for children had just happened. Ming Su, let the quilt cover the traces of their passion.

"Mother? Father?" Qing'er, who broke in, looked at the two closest friends on the bed strangely, and suddenly seemed to have discovered...

"Father, you are a bad person!" Qing'er's sudden accusation made Qinghe tremble, and he could only use Mingsu's body to cover Qinghe's curious eyes.

"Qing'er, this... the father didn't..." Ming Su who was pushed to the front by Qing He could only face Qing'er's serious face, but felt flustered like never before.

"Father, you lied to me. You said that mother would call Qing'er when she woke up. You lied!" Qing'er, who had been waiting for her mother to wake up, finally couldn't wait to run over, but saw that her mother had already woken up. , but the father didn't tell Qing'er that the father was a bad person.

Mingsu, who breathed a sigh of relief, finally made it clear: "Well, mother just woke up, and the father didn't have time to inform Qing'er, Qing'er, please don't be angry." No lie.

"Really? Didn't the father lie to Qing'er?" Qing'er's face was serious, which made Mingsu slightly guilty.

"Yes, yes." Mingsu replied with a guilty conscience.

"But why does King Father sleep with Mother? Qing'er wants it too." The king cheated.

"Qing'er, don't come here."

"Qing'er!"

Hearing Qing'er's words, Ming Su and Qinghe exclaimed together, how can Qing'er come over now.

"Qing'er, mother is already awake and doesn't need to go to sleep, Qing'er don't come here." Mingsu covered Qinghe with the slipped quilt again, exposing his strong chest.

"It's like this..." Qing'er is still a little confused, both mother and father are very strange today.

"Yeah, Qing'er goes out first, okay? My father and mother are going to get up." Suddenly realizing that Qing'er is so difficult to deal with, Mingsu could only show the utmost patience.

"Qing'er, be obedient." Mingsu had no choice.

"Mother, Qing'er wants to sleep with mother." Qing'er insisted on this wish, and could not let father and king sleep with mother alone.

"Uh...Qing'er is good, this...Mother is about to get up, Qing'er is obedient." Knowing that Ming Su couldn't coax Qing'er anymore, Qing He leaned out slightly from behind Ming Su, and helped Ming Su let Qing'er go out first.

"Qing'er is obedient, mother and father will get up immediately, Qing'er is good, let's go out first." Ming Su put more effort in the end.

"Then mother and father, hurry up, Qing'er will be waiting." Qing'er, who has been waiting for a long time, doesn't seem to never see her mother again.

"Okay, father and mother will get up right away, Qing'er is good." The two parents, who were finally relieved, breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ah! Here it is, Father." Qing'er who walked to the door suddenly turned back and handed something to Mingsu.

"This is what Qing'er picked just now." Qing'er said happily as she carefully placed the things in her father's hands.

"This, this...Qing'er..." Mingsu's face suddenly turned black when he saw the thing in his hand, isn't it, come on...

"Father, remember to feed your mother." Qing'er did not forget the last confession.

Hearing that Qing'er finally went out, Qing He quietly breathed a sigh of relief, but suddenly felt strange reactions from the people around him, what did Qing'er do to Ming Su?

"What did Qing'er give you?" Curiosity is really bad, it's just the truth that Qinghe understands now.

"Qinghe, this..." Seeing Qinghe's face suddenly changed, Mingsu threw the things in his hands away, and came back to comfort the ashamed and angry Qinghe.

"You bastard! Get out, get out!" Kicking Ming Su off the bed, Qing He wished to wipe out all the red.

"Qinghe, don't be angry, this is not me..."

"Qinghe, I won't give you food..."

"Qinghe, come out..."

"Qinghe..."

The small red fruits scattered on the ground glowed beautifully, watching how the great emperor of heaven coaxed his beloved lover back.

But what Ming Su didn't figure out later was where did Qing'er pick so many... so many dragons...