City Lady-Killer

"You belonged to the elder sister originally, do you want to escape his my little sister's pursuit of your little brother?" Qin Qingyun sensed his hardness and deliberately brought her thighs together and clamped his thigh tightly with the root of his thigh. .shubao22.la

"I want to fuck you." Lin Tianlong twitched the fleshy roots she was holding.

"I know." Qin Qingyun stroked his chest lovingly, "but you have to give me the meal, or how do you produce the "milk" I want to drink? Good, obedient. Shall we go to eat now?"

It seems that she is not a stupid woman in life, she should be said to be very considerate to men.In her eyes, he seemed to be a weak person in need of care.Lin Tianlong has seen women's selfishness, either endlessly asking for money, or just caring about his own feelings during sex.But Qin Qingyun is not. She will use her body language and even actions, as well as meticulous care, so that you can feel the joy of life while releasing with her.She knows what degree is and can grasp it well.This may be the accumulation of her long-term experience.

He was also very strange, in front of her, he became an obedient puppy?He let go of her, and the fleshy root stood upright in front of her provocatively.

"Okay." Lin Tianlong picked up the shirt on the ground and prepared to put it on.Qin Qingyun suddenly stopped him and said mysteriously: "Don't wear it, I want to show you."

She pulled him, and they walked towards the restaurant.You might not really think that she was not pulling his hand, but his hard stick.While pulling, she pinched it intentionally or unintentionally, releasing his excited nerves, making him want to stop.

The dining room is just outside the kitchen.The dining table is small, but very delicate. It is made of glass, with an elegant orchid pattern on it, a metal tripod, and the back of the chair is an oval, also made of metal, inlaid with beautiful patterns.There are three dishes on the table-shredded pork with green pepper, hot and sour kidney and pearl peanuts, which are authentic local dishes.In the soup bowl, there is a laver egg soup that has no heat, and a few green vegetable leaves are floating on it.In the right corner of the table, a bottle of Changyu dry red and two blue tall glasses are placed.

Qin Qingyun used the man's roots that stood upright in her hands to lead him like a slave, came to the chair and sat down, but she squatted in front of him.

"It's cold, what should I do?" She put her face on his roots, raised her head, and said a little sorry.

"Eat." Lin Tianlong immediately wanted to pick up the chopsticks on the table.

"Don't move." Qin Qingyun stood up suddenly.He didn't expect that his outstretched hand happened to be caught on her Yufeng, she was shocked by him, "Monkey anxious, want to climb the mountain?"

She walked to the right corner of the dining table, picked up the bottle of dry red and a goblet, and then slowly poured the red liquid into the glass, slowly shaking the red wine in the glass.Two cups, but she only poured one.He was surprised, but she had put down the bottle, and walked in front of him with winking eyes: "Well, my dear brother, our show officially begins."

Lin Tianlong really didn't know what tricks she was playing with. He raised his head and stared at her breast and the wine glass leaning on her breast, and said with a puzzled face: "What is the name of our show?"

"High mountains and running water." Qin Qingyun giggled, causing Shuangfeng to tremble, and the liquid in the cup also rippled."Do you know what the second sentence is? Yu Zhiyin."

She asked him to raise his head high, and then she stood in front of him, put the Yufeng on her left side on his mouth, and slowly moved the ripe cherry to his mouth: "Zhang Go on? Little fool."

God, Lin Tianlong sighed this strange woman a little. He suddenly understood what high mountain running water was, and his mouth opened naturally, letting the little cherry hang between his lips, waiting for the start of this special show.

"It seems that the comprehension ability is pretty good." I don't know if it is praise or teasing.

Qin Qingyun put the wine glass on the middle of the left breast and began to tilt the wine glass slowly. When the red liquid in the glass slowly overflowed the mouth of the glass, he saw a red stream pouring down the steep slope of the mountain. , Flowing through the open land, gathered on the cherry on his lips, and poured silently into his mouth.

Lin Tianlong swallowed to his heart's content, like drinking jelly.He was lost among the mountains and rivers, and the singing from the fairy world rang in his ears:

Is a red stream

Seducing a man

Step into him without forest

Twin Peaks

Vertical and horizontal gully

Like graceful curves

Flowing moving notes

Playing a song

"Colorful Clouds Chasing the Moon"

You use man's perseverance

Searching for the source of love

Red stream

Carrying the romantic

Noah's Ark

He understands your desire

Implied emotion

Want to soothe each other's hearts

That scratch

Exile loneliness

Come on darling

Let them drink a cup of love

In Chopin's "Serenade"

Revel together...

Yes, he is really intoxicated, intoxicated by the indulgence of human nature in the mountains and rivers.

"You write poems?" Lin Tianlong was a little surprised.

"Why? It's strange? Can't a coquettish woman be a poet at the same time?" Qin Qingyun looked at him directly from the peak, as if his doubts were not within the normal logical range.

Lin Tianlong suddenly felt, why not?There is no essential difference between coquettish and literary accomplishment. Some are just different expressions due to changes in the scene.In different humanistic environments, there will be differences in the way of language expression. Simply put, it is what people often say "what people say when they see them".If you walk into a farmhouse, you cannot communicate with him in Tang poetry.Therefore, many times, the shining side of human nature is buried deep in his heart, but it will not be easily discovered by you.The so-called big and vulgar is the truth.

"What's the name of the poem?" There was a drop of crumbling pearl on her cherry.He dared not move, he suddenly felt that such a move was a blasphemy against her.At this moment, Qin Qingyun seemed to be a goddess in his eyes.

"High mountains and running water." Qin Qingyun suddenly discovered his dementia and gaffes, "Why, is it so scary?"

"I met a love killer." Lin Tianlong stood up and hugged her, even before the wine glass on her chest could be removed.

Qin Qingyun giggled: "Don't be afraid, I won't kill you."

"I want to kill you, use my spear!" Lin Tianlong pushed the meat root forward.

She smiled even more sharply, and Shuangfeng trembled in disbelief: "Just rely on him? I don't need my little sister to go into battle, just rely on my three-inch tongue, you can also make him go away and surrender.

Lin Tianlong suddenly changed the subject: "Have you published a poem?"

"No, I never submit articles." Qin Qingyun drew on his chest with his fingers, as if writing.

Later, he accidentally saw Qin Qingyun's diary.Her diary is written in poetry, and she incorporates all women's emotions into the poem.Looking at her diary, you can only understand the meaning of it when you enter the world of her consciousness. It is just a reflection of real life, and there is no real life context to touch.Only if you understand her heart can you enter another world that she has closed.

What kind of woman is this?It seems that he only knows the side of her facing him, and the other side of her is unknown to him, at least for now.People have two sides, but people always hide the obscure side, and you only see the positive side.He once wanted to write a novel about "Double Life", but because the content was too heavy, he didn't write it.In fact, in his life, is it not walking between like him and not him?On the one hand, it is the restriction of reality, on the other hand it is the repression of instinct.

"Hey, what do you want?" Qin Qingyun shrugged Shuangfeng in front of his chest, and then took out the wine glass sandwiched between the two peaks while his arm was loose.On the left breast, there are still light red water stains left by the red wine pouring down, such as a naturally formed tattoo.

"I'm wondering if I can shoot a poetess." Lin Tianlong kissed her lips, and then began to lick the light red water stains remaining on Yufeng.

"It seems that you are okay if you are bad." Qin Qingyun seemed to be very sensitive to the licking of his tongue, and her whole body trembled. "Do you want to have another mountain and running water? From the mountain on the right."

"Can a man come to a high mountain and flowing water to a woman?" Lin Tianlong did not answer her directly, but asked her another question.

After Qin Qingyun heard this, she trembled with a smile: "Of course not, do you have a woman's tits? How can you play with high mountains and flowing water without mountains?"

Then she attached to his ear again, and whispered: "However, men can play another game..."

Having said that, she suddenly stopped talking and stared at him mysteriously with a smile.He thought, this must be the trick she and her husband had used before.

"Come on, what game? Don't tell me I shot." They kept hugging, his stick was really pressed between her two fleshy lips, and it was stiff upward.Through the two fierce battles, their bodies have no sense of distance from each other. Sometimes the lower body, chest, and lips of the two sides will even naturally close together or stick to each other as necessary.

Men and women are like this. Once they completely hand over their bodies to each other, they will remove all defenses, including psychological defenses.Qin Qingyun is no exception.She is a woman who understands the needs of men well, and she knows how to give and how to tease each other to reach the peak of happiness.This is the biggest difference between mature women and young girls.Many people like girls. In fact, that kind of sex is extremely tasteless, because she doesn't understand language and intercourse skills, and a man rape-like collision, all the process is just a man's farming and harvest satisfaction.

Hearing what he said, Qin Qingyun suddenly looked at him tenderly: "Tell you a secret, I like your shooting. Yours is really longer than the average man's, and he can reach my G-spot. My...mine The throat can't stand it a little, it seems to go too deep."

Qin Qingyun's chest suddenly rose and fell, which was a manifestation of mobility.Lin Tianlong hugged her and also whispered in her ear: "Tell me, what is the game called?"

"Well, tell you, you have to promise me a condition." She reached under him and touched his two meatballs.Her hands are very soft, there is a warm feeling when touching, skilled and natural.

"What conditions?" Lin Tianlong squeezed her breasts tightly. Sometimes he was really worried that they would be squeezed down, but no, they were still standing proudly, seeming to be stronger than before.

"Promise me, eat the meal well." Qin Qingyun looked at him with some silent affection, "After eating, you can fuck me as you wish."

He knew that she was concerned about him, and she was afraid that he would collapse because of his failure to replenish his energy in time.At that moment, the front end of his fleshy woman had entered her nectar tunnel.Although her vulgar words made him a little impulsive again, at this time, he retreated unconditionally because of a woman's concern.

"Well, I listen to you." Tianlong actually replied like an obedient child.')--TheCHMfilewasconvertedtoTextbyDEMOversionofChmDecompiler.DownloadChmDecompilernow: (the ending English can be ignored)