These fairies want to be cleaned up by me every day

"Like...uh...like...ummm, I...like...spells..."

The clothes were like an upside-down triangle, being untied inch by inch.

The glowing skin is unimaginably perfect.

Wei Tu gently stroked her slender legs.

"Yeah, I'm actually very good at spells... But, Jiang Ying..."

When the boy appeared before her eyes again.

Jiang Ying's eyes are full of friendship, which has matured and is no longer a sentimental friendship.

She seemed to finally understand what it would be like, what it should be like when a certain moment was approaching.

She wasn't scared, not even nervous.

When she realized that she was about to be fully possessed by this boy, she only felt a sense of belonging from the bottom of her heart.

as if...

Moonlight finally belongs to the moon.

Starlight finally belongs to Galaxy.

White clouds belong to the sky, and whales belong to the sea.

And she finally belonged to Wei Tu...

The boy pressed on her body, his palms wrapped around her slender waist.

Gently lift up.

Then with a smirk, said softly.

"Now let the senior sister learn the sword skills of the junior brother, it's the same... amazing."

"Well……!"

When the curve of fate crosses the boundary of time.

When all the forked roads finally found a joint again.

So there is a reason for everything.

Why do you love each other, and why do you own it.

This time, it's not a reunion after a long absence, but it's finally owned.

The regrets of not being able to achieve, those belated misses.

The rainwater shattered in the valley, the rush of the great river.

The distant sunset sank into the sea, and the lonely, wandering soul finally found its home.

In fiery love.

The ups and downs of the heat wave are just adjustments.

All hot, have become victims of romance.

The temperature is rising, and the girl exhales hot air from her mouth.

Sweat dripping.

Fragrant sweat covered her collarbone, condensing into fine beads of sweat.

I don't know how long the blazing heat seems to have finally stopped.

At this moment, it seems that all the sounds have stopped, the sound from the outside world.

But the movement about the parties themselves is not over yet.

The thin panting sound seemed to be the heat breaking through the clouds.

Then it turned into a drop of rain and fell on the ground.

The boy with tight shoulders stretched out his hand to gently stroke the girl's hair, because the wet sweat was all glued together.

Jiang Ying looked at him with misty eyes like water mist, but her face at this moment was so delicate and beautiful, like a flower after being thoroughly baptized by the wind and rain.

She turned around and hugged the boy tightly.

The plump chest is already full of traces of being ravaged.

"Are you sad...?"

Wei Tu asked softly, because he saw the tears welling from the corners of Jiang Ying's eyes.

The bodies of the two seemed to be leaning against each other so unobstructed.

The quilt had fallen under the bed, as if there was no need for such a thing at this moment.

The two pairs of legs overlapped together, the girl's long fair legs were on the boy's chest.

The pose is already intimate and couldn't be more intimate.

But the girl shook her head.

"I'm not sad..."

"Then why are you crying?"

"Because...very happy...really happy..."

The girl raised her head and her tearful face was a model of pity for me.

Wei Tu felt her joy, the happiness from the heart.

He gently held her cheek.

"Sister, do you feel happy now?"

Jiang Ying looked at him and nodded.

The young man smiled and said, "It's not enough. Now is far from the time to feel happy, because...all the happiness comes at a later time, and now is just an early reward."

"award?"

Wei Tu nodded, and then...

"Snapped……"

The snow-white buttocks trembled slightly.

"Get up, senior sister, I want to reward you more." PS: This chapter is very slow, of course not because I am watching ghosts, but because I have to think about a lot of things, such as why it doesn't look like a process , but has a deeper meaning, um... ummmmmmmmm, that's it!

112 Flowers Bloom at the End of the Story

"Hey... why can't I see it?"

A young woman dressed in a jade-like garment stands by a pool of water where one can peep through the moonlight shining on the world.

Yugui behind her radiates light.

She seemed to be looking at the lake water eagerly, her innocent face wrinkled slightly.

The skin exuding holy light was as clear and crystal clear as the moonlight.

But what appeared in the pool of water in front of him was a tightly closed window, and the moonlight could only shine outside the window, as if nothing could penetrate through it.

"Can't you see it...is it so tightly closed..."

The young woman muttered softly, as if such a picture could not satisfy her curiosity at all.

She could only stretch out her hand, facing the lake.

There were slight waves on the surface of the lake, and the picture inside was constantly zooming in, and the window seemed to be getting closer and closer to him.

Although it is still impenetrable, she can already see the picture on the window paper. Although she still can't see it clearly, but... the shadow gradually becomes clear under the shaking of the candlelight. Those two unusual figures , and their unusual poses...

It's like dancing in candlelight.

But it's not so beautiful, on the contrary, it also includes a burst of wildness.

Those entanglements make people blush, and the intensity can be imagined even through a long distance and barrier.

It's like a fight between soldiers on the battlefield... no, it's a competition between two generals.

It's only temporary, one side is completely suppressed, so there is a scene where the other side is firmly in control.

Collision, no sparks, but sweat.

The woman by the lake widened her eyes, "It's amazing... I'm so mad... But... Is this posture also possible...? So you don't have to stand...? Or just lie down?"

She thought for a while, "If I could hear voices..."

So she squatted down by the lake.

Get closer to some lakes.

So her face turned rosy.

In fact, she can't accurately know those strange words...

like what died...

Like what's coming...

What is the meaning of such contradictory words such as what... faster and... lighter, why do you say that, and why it looks so enchanting, so ambiguous, and so lingering when you say it.

But as soon as the woman heard it, her face would turn red automatically, as if it was an instinctive reaction, as if certain pictures and certain breaths, across the distance of time and space, were conveyed to the bottom of her heart all at once.

These things are not so easy to resist, and there seems to be no resistance.

Wanting to know more, resulting in curiosity, almost doubled the effect.

The young woman's legs were almost trembling slightly, and she couldn't help but kneel and sit by the lake.

And in that picture, there are rippling water waves.

It seems that something has changed.

She hasn't completely resolved those hot, restless emotions yet.

I saw the shadow illuminated by the fire in the picture.

Suddenly a taller shadow stood up and hugged the slender figure like a scrawny horse.

His legs seemed to be wrapped around his waist.

then……

"This, this, this, this... what is this? I haven't seen it! I haven't seen it!"

The woman couldn't help covering her red lips, her crystal clear and beautiful face was almost covered in pink.

She thought it was over.

But it seems that this night is particularly restless. When there is no daylight, both sin and desire are in full bloom.

It seemed uncontrollable, erupting in my eyes.

It seemed that the wind and rain that was about to stop stirred up again, even worse than before.

She didn't know if this was normal, and she didn't have any experience, but seeing this scene, she couldn't help being curious.

"This kind of thing...is it really so addictive...why...can't you stop?"

The bright moonlight shines so holy.

But in the woman's eyes, there was an unusual light at this time.

And finally on the messy bed, in the room full of smells, something finally came to an end.

Like the end of a storm, a ship arrives in the harbor and finally stops.

Sweat covered the entire bed, and it seemed that other things were soaked, but it didn't matter now.

When they fell on the bed, the boy brushed gently with his hand.

Like a warm spring breeze, the withered flowers in the vase bloomed again, and the sheets became clean and tidy.

And the moment she lay down like this, she was naturally extremely comfortable, at least she was so exhausted that she couldn't even lift her feet, and the girl who almost had calf cramps couldn't help but groaned softly.