He thought that he would never reach the bright moon in the sky...
When Qin Zilin heard that title, his first reaction was that he had auditory hallucinations.
But even the two simple words touched him with uncontrollable hearts, as if they had burned out before, and a handful of ashes left a faint flame called hope emerged from his heart.
Master’s wife, what did you call me just now... Qin Zilin trembled when she heard her voice.
Shen Qinglan stopped and looked at the person under him in a daze, as if he didn't understand what he said.
Shen Qinglan's face was wet with tears, and the powder of the crying flower not only did not damage his beauty, but instead added a bit of decadence to him. It was like after the heavy rain, the garden looked a little depressed, but it was still very gorgeous.
Qin Zilin looked at it from bottom to top, his eyes flashed like stars under the night sky, candlelight like gauze, hazy light shadow, Shen Qinglan's mind flashed through the inn and walked through the inn. When he was carried out of the inn, he still had such eyes, his emotions were as hot as fire, but he was the only one inside.
His heart seemed to be sucked away by these eyes, and he even bent down emotionally and kissed his right eye.
Shen Qinglan muttered to himself:
Husband...husband...
But he didn't notice that when Qin Zilin under him heard him calling him like this again, his body suddenly froze. The desire that had previously arisen turned into fear at this moment, and quickly swept across every corner of his body from the inside out.
Qin Zilin's mind was filled with the words that Qixiafeng's senior brothers and sisters said to him one after another when he first entered Qianhe Gate:
Junior brother, your eyes are exactly the same as our master’s...
He accidentally knocked over a pool of clear water that was originally carefully held in the palm of his hand, and the clear shadow of the bright moon reflected in it was broken and no longer existed.
He also fell into the dark abyss.
He thought that he would never reach the bright moon in the sky...
Husband... Shen Qinglan was still murmuring in his ears.
This sound made Qin Zilin unable to help but whisper, but at this moment they all turned into pieces of extremely sharp little knives, ruthlessly slashing into his heart, cutting off pieces of bloody flesh, leaving only a mottled blood mark and a bloody heart.
Husband, you feel pain in me... The person on my body seems to be tortured by the rising desire again, gnawing, burning his body with desire, and his voice is particularly seductive: I feel so uncomfortable...
Qin Zilin couldn't explain his feelings, but there was only one thing he could be sure of. He still couldn't see Shen Qinglan taking any blame.
He suppressed his endless soreness in his heart, raised his hand to press the head in his arms towards him, kissed the slightly cool lips, held the willow waist, turned over and over, took off the cumbersome wedding dress on his master's wife, straightened her waist and knocked her to the heart of the flower. Only when he heard Shen Qinglan's comfortable moaning, his heart was relieved.
Qin Zilin was also suffering from the aroused desire, but considering that Shen Qinglan's almost crazy behavior just now had caused considerable damage to his body, Qin Zilin still tried his best to restrain his movements.
At first, Shen Qinglan was a little dissatisfied with his gentle movements, but later he gradually became addicted to the love net he woven and lost his direction. He could only arch his waist and cooperated with Qin Zilin's repeated collisions.
Although Shen Qinglan's estrus came quickly and fiercely this time, he also went very quickly after Qin Zilin gave him full satisfaction.
When Qin Zilin ejaculated twice, the tide of love on Shen Qinglan's face had faded, and her cheeks had a charming flush of satisfaction.
It was about midnight now. The red candles in the house were burning to the tail of the candle, and large streams of candle tears were piled up, as if implying the two newcomers' confusion after a night of spring.
Qin Zilin's eyes moved from the candlestick on the table to Shen Qinglan, who was sleeping soundly in his arms.
Fortunately, the evil spirit appeared very late, otherwise the sudden estrus period of the master's wife would probably disrupt the previous plan of the two.Qin Zilin thought so.
He raised his hand and gently stroked the master's wife's face. Qin Zilin tightened his arms and then printed a kiss on Shen Qinglan's forehead.
Even if it is regarded as a substitute for the master by his master, it doesn’t matter.
Even though he was the only one who was deeply involved in this unkind relationship that could end at any time, he gave his master's wife some support for a short time.
It is also considered his barren and gloomy life, the only part of his time that can be remembered for the rest of his life...
When Qin Zilin heard that title, his first reaction was that he had auditory hallucinations.
But even the two simple words touched him with uncontrollable hearts, as if they had burned out before, and a handful of ashes left a faint flame called hope emerged from his heart.
Master’s wife, what did you call me just now... Qin Zilin trembled when she heard her voice.
Shen Qinglan stopped and looked at the person under him in a daze, as if he didn't understand what he said.
Shen Qinglan's face was wet with tears, and the powder of the crying flower not only did not damage his beauty, but instead added a bit of decadence to him. It was like after the heavy rain, the garden looked a little depressed, but it was still very gorgeous.
Qin Zilin looked at it from bottom to top, his eyes flashed like stars under the night sky, candlelight like gauze, hazy light shadow, Shen Qinglan's mind flashed through the inn and walked through the inn. When he was carried out of the inn, he still had such eyes, his emotions were as hot as fire, but he was the only one inside.
His heart seemed to be sucked away by these eyes, and he even bent down emotionally and kissed his right eye.
Shen Qinglan muttered to himself:
Husband...husband...
But he didn't notice that when Qin Zilin under him heard him calling him like this again, his body suddenly froze. The desire that had previously arisen turned into fear at this moment, and quickly swept across every corner of his body from the inside out.
Qin Zilin's mind was filled with the words that Qixiafeng's senior brothers and sisters said to him one after another when he first entered Qianhe Gate:
Junior brother, your eyes are exactly the same as our master’s...
He accidentally knocked over a pool of clear water that was originally carefully held in the palm of his hand, and the clear shadow of the bright moon reflected in it was broken and no longer existed.
He also fell into the dark abyss.
He thought that he would never reach the bright moon in the sky...
Husband... Shen Qinglan was still murmuring in his ears.
This sound made Qin Zilin unable to help but whisper, but at this moment they all turned into pieces of extremely sharp little knives, ruthlessly slashing into his heart, cutting off pieces of bloody flesh, leaving only a mottled blood mark and a bloody heart.
Husband, you feel pain in me... The person on my body seems to be tortured by the rising desire again, gnawing, burning his body with desire, and his voice is particularly seductive: I feel so uncomfortable...
Qin Zilin couldn't explain his feelings, but there was only one thing he could be sure of. He still couldn't see Shen Qinglan taking any blame.
He suppressed his endless soreness in his heart, raised his hand to press the head in his arms towards him, kissed the slightly cool lips, held the willow waist, turned over and over, took off the cumbersome wedding dress on his master's wife, straightened her waist and knocked her to the heart of the flower. Only when he heard Shen Qinglan's comfortable moaning, his heart was relieved.
Qin Zilin was also suffering from the aroused desire, but considering that Shen Qinglan's almost crazy behavior just now had caused considerable damage to his body, Qin Zilin still tried his best to restrain his movements.
At first, Shen Qinglan was a little dissatisfied with his gentle movements, but later he gradually became addicted to the love net he woven and lost his direction. He could only arch his waist and cooperated with Qin Zilin's repeated collisions.
Although Shen Qinglan's estrus came quickly and fiercely this time, he also went very quickly after Qin Zilin gave him full satisfaction.
When Qin Zilin ejaculated twice, the tide of love on Shen Qinglan's face had faded, and her cheeks had a charming flush of satisfaction.
It was about midnight now. The red candles in the house were burning to the tail of the candle, and large streams of candle tears were piled up, as if implying the two newcomers' confusion after a night of spring.
Qin Zilin's eyes moved from the candlestick on the table to Shen Qinglan, who was sleeping soundly in his arms.
Fortunately, the evil spirit appeared very late, otherwise the sudden estrus period of the master's wife would probably disrupt the previous plan of the two.Qin Zilin thought so.
He raised his hand and gently stroked the master's wife's face. Qin Zilin tightened his arms and then printed a kiss on Shen Qinglan's forehead.
Even if it is regarded as a substitute for the master by his master, it doesn’t matter.
Even though he was the only one who was deeply involved in this unkind relationship that could end at any time, he gave his master's wife some support for a short time.
It is also considered his barren and gloomy life, the only part of his time that can be remembered for the rest of his life...
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