Murong Qingcheng, who is 1.75 meters tall, just leaned softly on the toilet lid, allowing Chen Ping to mercy.
Chen Ping has good physical fitness, which made Murong Qingcheng's delicate body tremble. His strong belly hit her soft snow buttocks again and again, making a sound, rippling and rippling waves of flesh.
Every time the lower abdomen hits the snow buttocks that have become slightly pink due to the impact, Chen Ping can clearly feel the plump elasticity of Murong Qingcheng's snow thighs, and a heavy and round fleshy feeling rippling around his lower abdomen under the light.
At this time, in addition to the sound of bangs, the bathroom was filled with the warmth of lust, which made people burn!
The burning Chen Ping kept exerting force, as if he was taking revenge on Murong Qingcheng's small shoes for him in the company. In a short while, the originally flawless skin on Murong Qingcheng's jade thighs turned pink!
For a moment, Chen Ping was extremely happy and beautiful. In addition to the pleasure of psychological revenge, the pleasure of thrusting into Murong Qingcheng's flower acupoint was also real!
Chen Ping felt his cock stuffing the entire flower hole of Murong Qingcheng. The two were closely connected. Every time he climbed into the pink gap, he felt hot and comfortable. The rod body could clearly feel the inclusiveness of the tender walls on both sides. The continuous folds pressed, scratching the entire rod body. There was a feeling of being blocked at the front end, but there was no discomfort, which was even more exciting.
Holding the tiles on the wall with your left hand, lifting up your drooping clothes with your right hand, Chen Ping lowered his head and looked at the junction of the two of them. He could see his strong belly tightly pressing against Murong Qingcheng's two snow-pinked buttocks, and the crimson rod body disappeared between her deep and tight thighs.
Feeling this unspeakable feeling of beauty carefully, the biting and squirming feeling in Murong Qingcheng's flower hole made him feel warm, and he couldn't help but turn his head to see Murong Qingcheng's delicate and pretty face
Murong Qingcheng's expression seemed a little painful at this time. Her delicate and tender cherry lips made Chen Ping urge to kiss him, but because of the inconvenient posture at this time, he had to stop this impulse for the time being.
Looking back along the two of them, Murong Qingcheng's slender calves were wearing high-end flesh-colored stockings. The opaque part of his toes left and left when he entered the door. Chen Ping changed her slippers. The round and cute five pink toes were vaguely visible.
After watching for a while, recalling the incident of playing with her two pink feet in a hotel, Chen Ping was so eager that he quickly withdrew his hands that were supporting the wall and supported Murong Qingcheng's slender snow-white willow waist again, letting his penis sink tightly into the flower hole, and his lower abdomen gently shaking against her warm snow buttocks.
This action made Chen Ping feel the narrowness of the tender flesh in the flower hole passage and the feeling of stroking the penis. It was elastic and tight, stretched and narrow, and the unbearable desire was slightly relaxed, and there was an indescribable comfort.
Then he saw him relaxing the previously tense muscles on his lower abdomen, gently retreated, pulled out his penis, leaving only the front glans in Murong Qingcheng's flower hole, and exerting force again, and thrust in with a fierce force!
Reinsert the entire iron pestle into the flower hole in Murong Qingcheng
Because of this, Murong Qingcheng's delicate body was knocked forward by Chen Ping for a short distance. Because of the inertia of his body, he fell backwards. The snow buttocks pressed on Shen Ping's strong abdomen again, and the two of them collided and squeezed together again.
After repeated this, Chen Ping thrust tirelessly in the amazingly tight tunnel!
Huh... Feeling the numbness and pleasure of his lower body, Chen Pingniu was panting. At this moment, Murong Qingcheng's flower hole began to wrap around again and again as if it was cooperating with his thick and hotness!
Chen Ping, who was thrusting the willow waist of Murong Qingcheng, suddenly felt her tender jade begin to shrink violently, making her whole iron pestle numb. The speed of thrusting immediately slowed down a lot. Then the head of the rod became hot, as if it was poured by a bubble of hot water. It was so stimulating that her whole body was whispered. She couldn't help but use her right hand to look up. When she looked at the bathroom lamp, she found that her fingers were filled with thick and crystal liquid.
Chen Ping couldn't help but subconsciously thought: Is this the legendary girl ejaculated? It seems that this girl Murong Qingcheng is so sexy, she has such a big reaction when she is drunk...
This thought and the posture of the two of them made Chen Ping more excited. He felt that his iron pestle was a little harder, so he continued to thrust hard among the tender clams in Murong Qingcheng without any fatigue!
The skin of the fat and soft snow buttocks turned red from the pink that was just now, and the force of Shen Ping turned red. At the same time, countless sticky honey in the flower hole were pulled out of the delicate gap by his rod, and accumulated around the two of them. Each impact would always bring up a slap or pop sound. The hot and hot tender jade was no longer urgent, but it became amazingly lubricated in full, making him only know how to ask for it endlessly, as if he wanted to send his iron pestle into the body of the beauties in front of him before he would stop.
Perhaps this force made Murong Qingcheng feel uncomfortable. Her brows became tight at some point. A thin mosquito moan moan suddenly let out a soft mosquito moans and panting. When Chen Ping heard this, he was so shocked that his body stopped suddenly like a brake, looking like a squat in an instant.
After waiting quietly for a long time, seeing that Murong Qingcheng showed no sign of waking up, thinking that the gasp just now was just her physical instinct or her subconscious reaction, she continued to thrust again.
Looking at Murong Qingcheng's beautiful brows that had become frown for some reason, and remembering the hot bubble of liquid that had just been poured on the glans, it was so calm and beautiful that it was hard to say. Both body and mind were intoxicated. They grabbed Murong Qingcheng's two round snow thighs with both hands, and became more and more focused and moved.
Murong Qingcheng's butt is really plump and round, and it's not enough to describe it. In the posture of Shenping, you can only look from top to bottom, but the snow butt just covers the scenery below, which shows its size.
If it weren't for the critical moment of thrusting in and out, Chen Ping really wanted to bury his face into these two snow-white, fat and soft jade, and taste and chew carefully.
Looking at Ruxue's plump buttocks, her calm waist still couldn't forget to thrust hard, making the valley of Murong Qingcheng messy. The pink fat jade was constantly rubbed into and out by his iron pestle. With the sound of pleasure, the power became stronger and stronger, as if she wanted to penetrate Murong Qingcheng's body before she could stop.
Chen Ping was hot all over, and suddenly pushed Murong Qingcheng's short skirt up higher. After a closer look, Murong Qingcheng's bee waist and white snow back were flawless, and fell into his eyes in a pretty way, making Chen Ping's movements even more crazy. He simply grabbed Murong Qingcheng's slender waist tightly, speeding up the frequency of the iron pestle thrusting, and directly penetrated Murong Qingcheng's whole body trembled slightly.
Since entering Murong Qingcheng's body, about forty minutes has passed. During this forty minutes, Chen Ping couldn't remember how many times he had done. The iron pestle was almost paralyzed, but at the same time it also accumulated countless pleasures.
The head of the rod kept scratching the delicate jade bi, and it was stuck in the depths of the vagina again and again, causing the rod to start to itch and become more and more intense, and it spread all over his body in an instant. In particular, an amazing current gathered under his lower abdomen and began to quickly advance towards the top of the iron pestle.
Chen Ping knew that he was about to ejaculate, and the speed of thrusting was getting faster and faster. There were constant sounds of slap in the area where he was combined with Murong Qingcheng, and his lower abdomen had already hit her snowy buttocks with scarlet red.
With the last trace of reason, he rubbed the two snow-white buttocks in front of him hard. Without any warning, Murong Qingcheng's delicate body began to tremble violently. The tender jade that wrapped around his iron pestle tightened tightly again, and then a thick liquid that was hotter, more and more urgent than before rushed out of the valley instantly and was really poured onto his rod head.
Due to this strong stimulation, the pleasure that Chen Ping suppressed for a long time exploded and a numb current spread from the center of his legs throughout his body. The thick and huge iron pestle thrust hard in Murong Qingcheng's tender jade for more than ten consecutive times, and finally hit her hard at the bottom of the clam!
But he didn't dare to ejaculate inside, but quickly pulled it out, sprinting on the snow buttocks in front of him.
The clouds and rain dissipated, Chen Ping was glad that he held back at the last moment and did not ejaculate inside. He was really scared by the news that Murong Qingcheng said he was pregnant.
At this time, Murong Qingcheng's plump buttocks were so messy that he had ejaculated. When Chen Ping saw this, he quickly found a towel and wiped it carefully.
After putting back black lace underwear for Murong Qingcheng, tidying up his skirt and stockings, and carrying it back on the sofa for about half an hour, her sister Murong Qingshuang rushed back.
Why is Qingcheng so drunk? Why did you let her drink so much wine?
Chen Ping was about to defend himself, but Murong Qingcheng, who was originally drunk on the sofa, suddenly took a heavy breath and woke up!
She squinted her eyes and shouted to Chen Ping: How about it? I have drunk all the wine. I see if you dare to look down on me!
When did I look down on you? Chen Ping was puzzled
Humph! Your eyes, your nose, your ears, and what you say are all manifestations of despising me!
After saying that, Murong Qingcheng shook his head, then blinked hard, his body trembled, and finally he held the sofa and sat up slowly
It can be seen that she is not feeling well now
Chen Ping also admitted that the eyes can show contempt, but what does it have to do with the nose and ears?
Maybe even though Murong Qingcheng’s wine has sobered up, he is still unconscious?
Chen Ping thought, and was about to refute, but saw Murong Qingshuang blinking at him constantly, and at the same time she made a pleading expression. It was obvious that she was begging Chen Ping not to know her sister.
Chen Ping looked at Murong Qingcheng sitting down on the sofa and saw the other person's color, extending from his neck to his chest. He couldn't figure out whether this was a sign of drunkenness or the sequelae of being whipped by himself in the bathroom.
Murong Qingcheng is in a state of uncertainty, and Chen Ping is too lazy to say anything to Murong Qingcheng. Drunk people can say everything and do everything, just as Murong Qingshuang wants to express, he cannot be as knowledgeable as drunk people.
Chen Ping simply turned around, silent, and didn't speak.
You... why don't you speak anymore? Do you assume that you are despising me?
Chen Ping ignored Murong Qingcheng, but this does not mean that Murong Qingcheng will not mess with Chen Ping
Now Murong Qingcheng has sobered up a little, but is still in the half-awake and half-drunk stage
Part of the awakening, remember Chen Ping said that she was fat, remember that she lost to Chen Ping by betting, remember that Chen Ping despised her
The drunk part, I vaguely remembered that I felt very comfortable just now, and then I began to think about how to settle the accounts and avenge me.
Chen Ping could think of the current situation in Murong Qingcheng. He must have drunk a lot and felt dizzy.
Chen Ping has also encountered this situation. Don’t forget that he is a public relations person and he is always unavoidable to drink.
Chen Ping has also experienced the situation in Murong Qingcheng, so he was able to understand the other party’s current feelings well, so he did not take the other party’s words to heart, just like a gust of wind, his left ear in and his right ear out!
Humph, you coward, don’t dare to act like this? You even said that I am fat and no one wants it...!
Murong Qingcheng was talking nonstop while vomiting alcohol. At first, Chen Ping didn't care, and then the more he listened, the more he felt something was wrong. He always felt that Murong Qingcheng had something to say.
What does it mean to 'dare to do it but not to be a lie'? This sentence alone made Chen Ping think of many things, especially when the two met for the first time, they were lying naked on the same bed and in the bathroom just now...
Chen Ping didn't know if Murong Qingcheng meant this, but Chen Ping's heart could no longer calm down. If she continued, maybe Murong Qingcheng would say something else. Even if she didn't know what happened just now, maybe she would let her know about the hotel that day, "accidentally" and this is very likely.
Chen Ping couldn't help but start cursing in his heart. Murong Qingcheng's wine taste was too bad. Now that he is awake, he is like this. If he is drunk, he might have to say something else.
Maybe Chen Ping thought too much, but Chen Ping felt that it was necessary to think so much. He was not afraid of accidents, but he was afraid that many tragedies would be caused by the confusion after drinking.
The state after drinking can be roughly divided into three types, or it can be regarded as three stages
It's a lot of talk after drinking, this is a joke; it's a mess after drinking, this is a crazy person; it's a snoring person when sleeping after drinking, this is a snoring person when sleeping after drinking
Murong Qingcheng should belong to the comprehensiveness of these three types. He is now in the stage of drinking and talking, that is, he says everything.
Such a person is not good enough to be a spy, and he has not been sentenced to death. He will get anything if he gives some wine.
Murong Qingcheng, Murong Qingcheng, I hope you are not completely drunk now! I know what to say and what not to say, Chen Ping thought to himself
Chen Ping has good physical fitness, which made Murong Qingcheng's delicate body tremble. His strong belly hit her soft snow buttocks again and again, making a sound, rippling and rippling waves of flesh.
Every time the lower abdomen hits the snow buttocks that have become slightly pink due to the impact, Chen Ping can clearly feel the plump elasticity of Murong Qingcheng's snow thighs, and a heavy and round fleshy feeling rippling around his lower abdomen under the light.
At this time, in addition to the sound of bangs, the bathroom was filled with the warmth of lust, which made people burn!
The burning Chen Ping kept exerting force, as if he was taking revenge on Murong Qingcheng's small shoes for him in the company. In a short while, the originally flawless skin on Murong Qingcheng's jade thighs turned pink!
For a moment, Chen Ping was extremely happy and beautiful. In addition to the pleasure of psychological revenge, the pleasure of thrusting into Murong Qingcheng's flower acupoint was also real!
Chen Ping felt his cock stuffing the entire flower hole of Murong Qingcheng. The two were closely connected. Every time he climbed into the pink gap, he felt hot and comfortable. The rod body could clearly feel the inclusiveness of the tender walls on both sides. The continuous folds pressed, scratching the entire rod body. There was a feeling of being blocked at the front end, but there was no discomfort, which was even more exciting.
Holding the tiles on the wall with your left hand, lifting up your drooping clothes with your right hand, Chen Ping lowered his head and looked at the junction of the two of them. He could see his strong belly tightly pressing against Murong Qingcheng's two snow-pinked buttocks, and the crimson rod body disappeared between her deep and tight thighs.
Feeling this unspeakable feeling of beauty carefully, the biting and squirming feeling in Murong Qingcheng's flower hole made him feel warm, and he couldn't help but turn his head to see Murong Qingcheng's delicate and pretty face
Murong Qingcheng's expression seemed a little painful at this time. Her delicate and tender cherry lips made Chen Ping urge to kiss him, but because of the inconvenient posture at this time, he had to stop this impulse for the time being.
Looking back along the two of them, Murong Qingcheng's slender calves were wearing high-end flesh-colored stockings. The opaque part of his toes left and left when he entered the door. Chen Ping changed her slippers. The round and cute five pink toes were vaguely visible.
After watching for a while, recalling the incident of playing with her two pink feet in a hotel, Chen Ping was so eager that he quickly withdrew his hands that were supporting the wall and supported Murong Qingcheng's slender snow-white willow waist again, letting his penis sink tightly into the flower hole, and his lower abdomen gently shaking against her warm snow buttocks.
This action made Chen Ping feel the narrowness of the tender flesh in the flower hole passage and the feeling of stroking the penis. It was elastic and tight, stretched and narrow, and the unbearable desire was slightly relaxed, and there was an indescribable comfort.
Then he saw him relaxing the previously tense muscles on his lower abdomen, gently retreated, pulled out his penis, leaving only the front glans in Murong Qingcheng's flower hole, and exerting force again, and thrust in with a fierce force!
Reinsert the entire iron pestle into the flower hole in Murong Qingcheng
Because of this, Murong Qingcheng's delicate body was knocked forward by Chen Ping for a short distance. Because of the inertia of his body, he fell backwards. The snow buttocks pressed on Shen Ping's strong abdomen again, and the two of them collided and squeezed together again.
After repeated this, Chen Ping thrust tirelessly in the amazingly tight tunnel!
Huh... Feeling the numbness and pleasure of his lower body, Chen Pingniu was panting. At this moment, Murong Qingcheng's flower hole began to wrap around again and again as if it was cooperating with his thick and hotness!
Chen Ping, who was thrusting the willow waist of Murong Qingcheng, suddenly felt her tender jade begin to shrink violently, making her whole iron pestle numb. The speed of thrusting immediately slowed down a lot. Then the head of the rod became hot, as if it was poured by a bubble of hot water. It was so stimulating that her whole body was whispered. She couldn't help but use her right hand to look up. When she looked at the bathroom lamp, she found that her fingers were filled with thick and crystal liquid.
Chen Ping couldn't help but subconsciously thought: Is this the legendary girl ejaculated? It seems that this girl Murong Qingcheng is so sexy, she has such a big reaction when she is drunk...
This thought and the posture of the two of them made Chen Ping more excited. He felt that his iron pestle was a little harder, so he continued to thrust hard among the tender clams in Murong Qingcheng without any fatigue!
The skin of the fat and soft snow buttocks turned red from the pink that was just now, and the force of Shen Ping turned red. At the same time, countless sticky honey in the flower hole were pulled out of the delicate gap by his rod, and accumulated around the two of them. Each impact would always bring up a slap or pop sound. The hot and hot tender jade was no longer urgent, but it became amazingly lubricated in full, making him only know how to ask for it endlessly, as if he wanted to send his iron pestle into the body of the beauties in front of him before he would stop.
Perhaps this force made Murong Qingcheng feel uncomfortable. Her brows became tight at some point. A thin mosquito moan moan suddenly let out a soft mosquito moans and panting. When Chen Ping heard this, he was so shocked that his body stopped suddenly like a brake, looking like a squat in an instant.
After waiting quietly for a long time, seeing that Murong Qingcheng showed no sign of waking up, thinking that the gasp just now was just her physical instinct or her subconscious reaction, she continued to thrust again.
Looking at Murong Qingcheng's beautiful brows that had become frown for some reason, and remembering the hot bubble of liquid that had just been poured on the glans, it was so calm and beautiful that it was hard to say. Both body and mind were intoxicated. They grabbed Murong Qingcheng's two round snow thighs with both hands, and became more and more focused and moved.
Murong Qingcheng's butt is really plump and round, and it's not enough to describe it. In the posture of Shenping, you can only look from top to bottom, but the snow butt just covers the scenery below, which shows its size.
If it weren't for the critical moment of thrusting in and out, Chen Ping really wanted to bury his face into these two snow-white, fat and soft jade, and taste and chew carefully.
Looking at Ruxue's plump buttocks, her calm waist still couldn't forget to thrust hard, making the valley of Murong Qingcheng messy. The pink fat jade was constantly rubbed into and out by his iron pestle. With the sound of pleasure, the power became stronger and stronger, as if she wanted to penetrate Murong Qingcheng's body before she could stop.
Chen Ping was hot all over, and suddenly pushed Murong Qingcheng's short skirt up higher. After a closer look, Murong Qingcheng's bee waist and white snow back were flawless, and fell into his eyes in a pretty way, making Chen Ping's movements even more crazy. He simply grabbed Murong Qingcheng's slender waist tightly, speeding up the frequency of the iron pestle thrusting, and directly penetrated Murong Qingcheng's whole body trembled slightly.
Since entering Murong Qingcheng's body, about forty minutes has passed. During this forty minutes, Chen Ping couldn't remember how many times he had done. The iron pestle was almost paralyzed, but at the same time it also accumulated countless pleasures.
The head of the rod kept scratching the delicate jade bi, and it was stuck in the depths of the vagina again and again, causing the rod to start to itch and become more and more intense, and it spread all over his body in an instant. In particular, an amazing current gathered under his lower abdomen and began to quickly advance towards the top of the iron pestle.
Chen Ping knew that he was about to ejaculate, and the speed of thrusting was getting faster and faster. There were constant sounds of slap in the area where he was combined with Murong Qingcheng, and his lower abdomen had already hit her snowy buttocks with scarlet red.
With the last trace of reason, he rubbed the two snow-white buttocks in front of him hard. Without any warning, Murong Qingcheng's delicate body began to tremble violently. The tender jade that wrapped around his iron pestle tightened tightly again, and then a thick liquid that was hotter, more and more urgent than before rushed out of the valley instantly and was really poured onto his rod head.
Due to this strong stimulation, the pleasure that Chen Ping suppressed for a long time exploded and a numb current spread from the center of his legs throughout his body. The thick and huge iron pestle thrust hard in Murong Qingcheng's tender jade for more than ten consecutive times, and finally hit her hard at the bottom of the clam!
But he didn't dare to ejaculate inside, but quickly pulled it out, sprinting on the snow buttocks in front of him.
The clouds and rain dissipated, Chen Ping was glad that he held back at the last moment and did not ejaculate inside. He was really scared by the news that Murong Qingcheng said he was pregnant.
At this time, Murong Qingcheng's plump buttocks were so messy that he had ejaculated. When Chen Ping saw this, he quickly found a towel and wiped it carefully.
After putting back black lace underwear for Murong Qingcheng, tidying up his skirt and stockings, and carrying it back on the sofa for about half an hour, her sister Murong Qingshuang rushed back.
Why is Qingcheng so drunk? Why did you let her drink so much wine?
Chen Ping was about to defend himself, but Murong Qingcheng, who was originally drunk on the sofa, suddenly took a heavy breath and woke up!
She squinted her eyes and shouted to Chen Ping: How about it? I have drunk all the wine. I see if you dare to look down on me!
When did I look down on you? Chen Ping was puzzled
Humph! Your eyes, your nose, your ears, and what you say are all manifestations of despising me!
After saying that, Murong Qingcheng shook his head, then blinked hard, his body trembled, and finally he held the sofa and sat up slowly
It can be seen that she is not feeling well now
Chen Ping also admitted that the eyes can show contempt, but what does it have to do with the nose and ears?
Maybe even though Murong Qingcheng’s wine has sobered up, he is still unconscious?
Chen Ping thought, and was about to refute, but saw Murong Qingshuang blinking at him constantly, and at the same time she made a pleading expression. It was obvious that she was begging Chen Ping not to know her sister.
Chen Ping looked at Murong Qingcheng sitting down on the sofa and saw the other person's color, extending from his neck to his chest. He couldn't figure out whether this was a sign of drunkenness or the sequelae of being whipped by himself in the bathroom.
Murong Qingcheng is in a state of uncertainty, and Chen Ping is too lazy to say anything to Murong Qingcheng. Drunk people can say everything and do everything, just as Murong Qingshuang wants to express, he cannot be as knowledgeable as drunk people.
Chen Ping simply turned around, silent, and didn't speak.
You... why don't you speak anymore? Do you assume that you are despising me?
Chen Ping ignored Murong Qingcheng, but this does not mean that Murong Qingcheng will not mess with Chen Ping
Now Murong Qingcheng has sobered up a little, but is still in the half-awake and half-drunk stage
Part of the awakening, remember Chen Ping said that she was fat, remember that she lost to Chen Ping by betting, remember that Chen Ping despised her
The drunk part, I vaguely remembered that I felt very comfortable just now, and then I began to think about how to settle the accounts and avenge me.
Chen Ping could think of the current situation in Murong Qingcheng. He must have drunk a lot and felt dizzy.
Chen Ping has also encountered this situation. Don’t forget that he is a public relations person and he is always unavoidable to drink.
Chen Ping has also experienced the situation in Murong Qingcheng, so he was able to understand the other party’s current feelings well, so he did not take the other party’s words to heart, just like a gust of wind, his left ear in and his right ear out!
Humph, you coward, don’t dare to act like this? You even said that I am fat and no one wants it...!
Murong Qingcheng was talking nonstop while vomiting alcohol. At first, Chen Ping didn't care, and then the more he listened, the more he felt something was wrong. He always felt that Murong Qingcheng had something to say.
What does it mean to 'dare to do it but not to be a lie'? This sentence alone made Chen Ping think of many things, especially when the two met for the first time, they were lying naked on the same bed and in the bathroom just now...
Chen Ping didn't know if Murong Qingcheng meant this, but Chen Ping's heart could no longer calm down. If she continued, maybe Murong Qingcheng would say something else. Even if she didn't know what happened just now, maybe she would let her know about the hotel that day, "accidentally" and this is very likely.
Chen Ping couldn't help but start cursing in his heart. Murong Qingcheng's wine taste was too bad. Now that he is awake, he is like this. If he is drunk, he might have to say something else.
Maybe Chen Ping thought too much, but Chen Ping felt that it was necessary to think so much. He was not afraid of accidents, but he was afraid that many tragedies would be caused by the confusion after drinking.
The state after drinking can be roughly divided into three types, or it can be regarded as three stages
It's a lot of talk after drinking, this is a joke; it's a mess after drinking, this is a crazy person; it's a snoring person when sleeping after drinking, this is a snoring person when sleeping after drinking
Murong Qingcheng should belong to the comprehensiveness of these three types. He is now in the stage of drinking and talking, that is, he says everything.
Such a person is not good enough to be a spy, and he has not been sentenced to death. He will get anything if he gives some wine.
Murong Qingcheng, Murong Qingcheng, I hope you are not completely drunk now! I know what to say and what not to say, Chen Ping thought to himself
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