After five o'clock, the doorbell was ringed.
Qiu Yuting raised his lips and muttered: Finally here.
The door opened, and the dancer was standing in front of the door with a little girl of only 1.5 meters tall. She had no expression at all. She seemed to have never had any joy, anger, sorrow and happiness before, looking at Qiu Yuting. Her eyes tilted to one side, looked inside, and then walked in without Qiu Yuting's consent.
Seeing the dishes on the dining table, the dancer walked over slowly, glanced at the dishes, nodded, and said quietly: It seems to be quite in line with my appetite.
These are all home-cooked dishes, which are popular among most people, Qiu Yuting said.
At this time, the door of the room opened and the three girls who had changed their clothes walked out. Fasfi seemed to have become accustomed to the dancer and acted very naturally. Feier's expression was a little stiff, but she immediately recovered and followed him immediately. Zhu Qianxi looked at the dancer with a little inexplicable look. On the surface, Zhu Qianxi didn't think she was too terrifying, but Qiu Yuting was sure that she was a hunter who was even more terrifying than Fasfifei. She began to be wary of the dancer, but she didn't know that the dancer's attack method would not give anyone any chance to counterattack!
Well...Fasfi, Feier, and the dancer are also your former partners. You should know each other, so I won't introduce it more...
The dictionary of our hunter does not have the word "partner" and the dancer interrupts Qiu Yuting.
Indeed, so husband, you don’t need to introduce it, let’s have a meal together, and it’s all over. Fasfi looked at the cold dancer with anger.
All right……
The dancer, who was a little helpless, signaled the three girls to sit down, and he led the dancer to a position specially prepared for her.
The dancer looked at the chicken soup in the bowl, moved his nose and said softly: It seems to be delicious.
Absolutely, absolutely, try it, Qiu Yuting laughed.
Fasfe looked at the dancer and had a bad appetite, but he still pretended to be very happy to scoop up a spoonful of chicken soup and poured it into his mouth. The fragrant and sweet chicken soup made her energetic and praised: Husband, you have a great cooking skills, and you will be responsible for cooking in the future!
Responsible for you!
Qiu Yuting glared at Fasfi, and Fasfi had to lower his head and continue drinking chicken soup.
Qiu Yuting's attention was always on the dance girl. Seeing that she hadn't started to move the dishes, he said: It tastes really good, you can drink it and try it.
The dancer looked around the four of them and murmured: Please don’t play tricks with me, as long as I want, I can easily kill you three.
The sound is flat, but very cold.
put……
Fasfe was about to scold the dancer, but the dancer had already stabbed a sharp blade with one finger and directly pressed it between Fasfe's forehead.
This time we have a cooperative relationship. If you don’t pay attention to it, then this cooperation may end in vain. Qiu Yuting’s smile disappeared and he said coldly.
I understand, but I don’t like it. The sharp blade retracts back into the dancer’s body like a snake entering a hole.
Zhu Qianqian was shocked when she saw this scene. She had no idea that there was such a person in this world. Wouldn't it be easy for her to kill people? She looked like a ten-year-old boy, and she used her appearance as a cover-up. In addition, the weapon that transformed into one with her body, killing people was like a tiger!
Fasfe, please calm down too. If you want to argue, wait until the dancer and I discuss the details of the cooperation, Qiu Yuting criticized.
You are biased!
Fasfie jumped up in anger, threw away the chair and ran back to his room.
A trace of murderous intent flashed through the dancer's starry eyes, and he murmured: Unfortunately, he has already run out of my shooting range.
What is the range of shooting your weapon?
Qiu Yuting immediately became interested in this.
Husband, I went to see Fei. Feier said and stood up, and then walked quickly to Fasfi's room.
Zhu Qianxi didn't say anything, and sat there calmly while eating and listening to their conversation. Anyway, her task was to help Qiu Yuting with help, and she wouldn't ask anything that she shouldn't know.
Shooting range?
The dancer sat there and looked at Qiu Yuting's gentle face, turned his head and said, "Only the dead are qualified to know."
You are so interesting. Come and have some soup to warm up your body. It’s quite cold outside, Qiu Yuting urged.
The dancer looked at the chicken soup in the bowl and looked at Qiu Yuting's cheek. Seeing that his facial expression seemed a little stiff, as if he was afraid of something, she pointed to the bowl of chicken soup near Qiu Yuting and said: Maybe yours is more delicious, so why not let's drink it in exchange.
This is not a Hongmen Banquet. Without Xiang Zhuang’s sword dance, is it necessary to do this?
Qiu Yuting smiled, but sweat oozed out of his face.
Be careful to sail the ship for ten thousand years. This is what you Chinese say. I just follow the local customs. The dancer is completely unwilling to give in.
Qiu Yuting seemed to have made a big choice, and finally changed his chicken soup that night with the chicken soup at the dance girl's table and said: Drink it.
You drink first, the dancer is a little aggressive. Under normal circumstances, Qiu Yuting has been angry for a long time, but today he is very calm and suspicious of pretending to be a grandson.
As the saying goes, a gentleman is not a gentleman, but he is able to do this, and he is lying on firewood and tasting gall.
Haha, it seems that our cooperation will be based on drinking chicken soup. Qiu Yuting laughed and raised the bowl, drank all the chicken soup at one time like drinking, and he didn't eat the chicken feet at the bottom of the bowl.
It seemed quite delicious, the dancer smiled slightly and then drank it.
Let’s talk about the content of our cooperation now. Qiu Yuting stared at the face of the dancer and said, “In fact, the content is very simple. I just hope you become my woman and listen to me in the future. Although you still look like a child, I believe that your actual age is definitely higher than your body, and your breasts are developing very well.
Faced with Qiu Yuting's provocation, the dancer didn't seem to listen much. She covered her chest and looked at the porcelain bowl, feeling that it turned into two, and then it turned into three, four, five, six, and seven...
With a thud, the dancer knocked his head on the dining table.
Miss Wu, aren't you listening?
Qiu Yuting raised his voice.
Confirm that she had fainted, Qiu Yuting asked Zhu Qianxi to go back to her room to rest first. He planned to use the dancer as the biggest food for this lunch to taste it carefully. As for the success or failure, he did not dare to make any guesses.
After Zhu Qianqian left, Qiu Yuting called the dancer's name several times, but she didn't make any noise. The broken pot told him that the medicinal properties of this sweating drug could at least make an elephant faint. It was indeed a bit of a suspicion of being used on the dancer.
Husband, is it done?
Fasfee suddenly poked his head out.
Well, you and Fei'er were both out. I was afraid of something unexpected, so I could handle her by myself. Qiu Yuting didn't look back and kept staring at the dancer.
Um!
Fasfe responded and closed the door. The so-called anger before was actually just for the dancer to see, with the purpose of making her take it lightly.
When he was putting the medicine, Qiu Yuting asked Fasfe what kind of person the dancer was. He knew that she was very suspicious and could kill his partner in a moment of thought. Qiu Yuting knew that she would not easily drink chicken soup with the medicine. So he made up his mind and put the medicine in his bowl. While talking and laughing with the dancer, he was very uneasy. Unexpectedly, the thoughtful hunter of the dancer fell into the trap he set.
Qiu Yuting walked up to the dancer, picked her up gently, looked at the quiet face, and said: It seems that the most beautiful time for you is when you sleep.
Holding the dancer, Qiu Yuting put her on the sofa, and quickly took off all her clothes. The penis slowly raised up under the stimulation of sexual desire, and the glans seemed to have become thicker.
Qiu Yuting exerted a little force, and his penis swayed up and down several times.
I'll taste you. I'll see if you taste good or chicken soup. Qiu Yuting smiled lewdly and peeled off the dance girl's clothes one by one.
The world of dancer's underwear is very simple, with white bras and white underwear. But when the bras and underwear are removed, Qiu Yuting felt that her inner self is not simple at all. Her breasts are very big, comparable to Zhu Xixi. She can be fucked with breasts at first glance. The mons pubis looks very tender, with only a few sparse pubic hairs growing. The two tender red labia stick out from the slit, like the flesh of a shell, which is tempting Qiu Yuting to invade her.
This is nothing. What surprised Qiu Yuting the most was that there were butterfly wings embroidered on both sides of the labia of the dancer, and the mons pubic pubic seemed to have become the body of a butterfly. If there were a little more pubic hair, then the pubic hair could be used as the butterfly's tentacles.
I hope that when I have sex with you, a sharp blade will not suddenly appear inside your pussy and cut off my cock. After saying that, Qiu Yuting sat on the sofa and hugged the dancer, letting her sit on his thigh, and then kissed her red lips very gently, using his right hand to fix the dancer's body, and using his left hand to rub her breasts.
Perhaps because the pill was put too hard, the dancer did not react much, but his breathing became a little rapid.
Qiu Yuting easily pried open the dancer's teeth, put his tongue in, sucked out the dancer's tongue, tasted it carefully, and made a tsk sound.
The dancer at this moment was very well-behaved, and her whole body was left to Qiu Yuting for control, like a mechanical maid.
With Qiu Yuting's comfort, the vaginal fluid that was as bright as glue gradually flowed out of the vagina before being baptized, and the clitoris began to become congested.
Qiu Yuting kissed the dancer's red lips vigorously and murmured: It seems that you are also a normal woman. Before I touched your vagina, you had already flowed out of vaginal fluid. Next, I will let you experience the joy of being a woman. You will enjoy the charm of a dragon spear, and then surrender to the dragon spear forever.
Fasfi and Feier both leaned against the door and listened to the movement outside. Although they couldn't see them, from Qiu Yuting's words, Fasfi and Feier knew that Qiu Yuting's progress should be smooth now, but they were all thinking about the same question. If the dancer really accepted the baptism of the dragon spear, would they get along well?
Zhu Qianxi stood on the second floor and looked at Qiu Yuting and Wu Ji. The distance from where she stood was far longer than the distance from Fasfi's room to Wu Ji, so she was not worried at all that she would be attacked by the terrible weapon. What she was worried about now was Qiu Yuting, who looked very calm. If something happened, she was afraid that the baby in her belly would not see her father as soon as she was born.
Qiu Yuting raised his lips and muttered: Finally here.
The door opened, and the dancer was standing in front of the door with a little girl of only 1.5 meters tall. She had no expression at all. She seemed to have never had any joy, anger, sorrow and happiness before, looking at Qiu Yuting. Her eyes tilted to one side, looked inside, and then walked in without Qiu Yuting's consent.
Seeing the dishes on the dining table, the dancer walked over slowly, glanced at the dishes, nodded, and said quietly: It seems to be quite in line with my appetite.
These are all home-cooked dishes, which are popular among most people, Qiu Yuting said.
At this time, the door of the room opened and the three girls who had changed their clothes walked out. Fasfi seemed to have become accustomed to the dancer and acted very naturally. Feier's expression was a little stiff, but she immediately recovered and followed him immediately. Zhu Qianxi looked at the dancer with a little inexplicable look. On the surface, Zhu Qianxi didn't think she was too terrifying, but Qiu Yuting was sure that she was a hunter who was even more terrifying than Fasfifei. She began to be wary of the dancer, but she didn't know that the dancer's attack method would not give anyone any chance to counterattack!
Well...Fasfi, Feier, and the dancer are also your former partners. You should know each other, so I won't introduce it more...
The dictionary of our hunter does not have the word "partner" and the dancer interrupts Qiu Yuting.
Indeed, so husband, you don’t need to introduce it, let’s have a meal together, and it’s all over. Fasfi looked at the cold dancer with anger.
All right……
The dancer, who was a little helpless, signaled the three girls to sit down, and he led the dancer to a position specially prepared for her.
The dancer looked at the chicken soup in the bowl, moved his nose and said softly: It seems to be delicious.
Absolutely, absolutely, try it, Qiu Yuting laughed.
Fasfe looked at the dancer and had a bad appetite, but he still pretended to be very happy to scoop up a spoonful of chicken soup and poured it into his mouth. The fragrant and sweet chicken soup made her energetic and praised: Husband, you have a great cooking skills, and you will be responsible for cooking in the future!
Responsible for you!
Qiu Yuting glared at Fasfi, and Fasfi had to lower his head and continue drinking chicken soup.
Qiu Yuting's attention was always on the dance girl. Seeing that she hadn't started to move the dishes, he said: It tastes really good, you can drink it and try it.
The dancer looked around the four of them and murmured: Please don’t play tricks with me, as long as I want, I can easily kill you three.
The sound is flat, but very cold.
put……
Fasfe was about to scold the dancer, but the dancer had already stabbed a sharp blade with one finger and directly pressed it between Fasfe's forehead.
This time we have a cooperative relationship. If you don’t pay attention to it, then this cooperation may end in vain. Qiu Yuting’s smile disappeared and he said coldly.
I understand, but I don’t like it. The sharp blade retracts back into the dancer’s body like a snake entering a hole.
Zhu Qianqian was shocked when she saw this scene. She had no idea that there was such a person in this world. Wouldn't it be easy for her to kill people? She looked like a ten-year-old boy, and she used her appearance as a cover-up. In addition, the weapon that transformed into one with her body, killing people was like a tiger!
Fasfe, please calm down too. If you want to argue, wait until the dancer and I discuss the details of the cooperation, Qiu Yuting criticized.
You are biased!
Fasfie jumped up in anger, threw away the chair and ran back to his room.
A trace of murderous intent flashed through the dancer's starry eyes, and he murmured: Unfortunately, he has already run out of my shooting range.
What is the range of shooting your weapon?
Qiu Yuting immediately became interested in this.
Husband, I went to see Fei. Feier said and stood up, and then walked quickly to Fasfi's room.
Zhu Qianxi didn't say anything, and sat there calmly while eating and listening to their conversation. Anyway, her task was to help Qiu Yuting with help, and she wouldn't ask anything that she shouldn't know.
Shooting range?
The dancer sat there and looked at Qiu Yuting's gentle face, turned his head and said, "Only the dead are qualified to know."
You are so interesting. Come and have some soup to warm up your body. It’s quite cold outside, Qiu Yuting urged.
The dancer looked at the chicken soup in the bowl and looked at Qiu Yuting's cheek. Seeing that his facial expression seemed a little stiff, as if he was afraid of something, she pointed to the bowl of chicken soup near Qiu Yuting and said: Maybe yours is more delicious, so why not let's drink it in exchange.
This is not a Hongmen Banquet. Without Xiang Zhuang’s sword dance, is it necessary to do this?
Qiu Yuting smiled, but sweat oozed out of his face.
Be careful to sail the ship for ten thousand years. This is what you Chinese say. I just follow the local customs. The dancer is completely unwilling to give in.
Qiu Yuting seemed to have made a big choice, and finally changed his chicken soup that night with the chicken soup at the dance girl's table and said: Drink it.
You drink first, the dancer is a little aggressive. Under normal circumstances, Qiu Yuting has been angry for a long time, but today he is very calm and suspicious of pretending to be a grandson.
As the saying goes, a gentleman is not a gentleman, but he is able to do this, and he is lying on firewood and tasting gall.
Haha, it seems that our cooperation will be based on drinking chicken soup. Qiu Yuting laughed and raised the bowl, drank all the chicken soup at one time like drinking, and he didn't eat the chicken feet at the bottom of the bowl.
It seemed quite delicious, the dancer smiled slightly and then drank it.
Let’s talk about the content of our cooperation now. Qiu Yuting stared at the face of the dancer and said, “In fact, the content is very simple. I just hope you become my woman and listen to me in the future. Although you still look like a child, I believe that your actual age is definitely higher than your body, and your breasts are developing very well.
Faced with Qiu Yuting's provocation, the dancer didn't seem to listen much. She covered her chest and looked at the porcelain bowl, feeling that it turned into two, and then it turned into three, four, five, six, and seven...
With a thud, the dancer knocked his head on the dining table.
Miss Wu, aren't you listening?
Qiu Yuting raised his voice.
Confirm that she had fainted, Qiu Yuting asked Zhu Qianxi to go back to her room to rest first. He planned to use the dancer as the biggest food for this lunch to taste it carefully. As for the success or failure, he did not dare to make any guesses.
After Zhu Qianqian left, Qiu Yuting called the dancer's name several times, but she didn't make any noise. The broken pot told him that the medicinal properties of this sweating drug could at least make an elephant faint. It was indeed a bit of a suspicion of being used on the dancer.
Husband, is it done?
Fasfee suddenly poked his head out.
Well, you and Fei'er were both out. I was afraid of something unexpected, so I could handle her by myself. Qiu Yuting didn't look back and kept staring at the dancer.
Um!
Fasfe responded and closed the door. The so-called anger before was actually just for the dancer to see, with the purpose of making her take it lightly.
When he was putting the medicine, Qiu Yuting asked Fasfe what kind of person the dancer was. He knew that she was very suspicious and could kill his partner in a moment of thought. Qiu Yuting knew that she would not easily drink chicken soup with the medicine. So he made up his mind and put the medicine in his bowl. While talking and laughing with the dancer, he was very uneasy. Unexpectedly, the thoughtful hunter of the dancer fell into the trap he set.
Qiu Yuting walked up to the dancer, picked her up gently, looked at the quiet face, and said: It seems that the most beautiful time for you is when you sleep.
Holding the dancer, Qiu Yuting put her on the sofa, and quickly took off all her clothes. The penis slowly raised up under the stimulation of sexual desire, and the glans seemed to have become thicker.
Qiu Yuting exerted a little force, and his penis swayed up and down several times.
I'll taste you. I'll see if you taste good or chicken soup. Qiu Yuting smiled lewdly and peeled off the dance girl's clothes one by one.
The world of dancer's underwear is very simple, with white bras and white underwear. But when the bras and underwear are removed, Qiu Yuting felt that her inner self is not simple at all. Her breasts are very big, comparable to Zhu Xixi. She can be fucked with breasts at first glance. The mons pubis looks very tender, with only a few sparse pubic hairs growing. The two tender red labia stick out from the slit, like the flesh of a shell, which is tempting Qiu Yuting to invade her.
This is nothing. What surprised Qiu Yuting the most was that there were butterfly wings embroidered on both sides of the labia of the dancer, and the mons pubic pubic seemed to have become the body of a butterfly. If there were a little more pubic hair, then the pubic hair could be used as the butterfly's tentacles.
I hope that when I have sex with you, a sharp blade will not suddenly appear inside your pussy and cut off my cock. After saying that, Qiu Yuting sat on the sofa and hugged the dancer, letting her sit on his thigh, and then kissed her red lips very gently, using his right hand to fix the dancer's body, and using his left hand to rub her breasts.
Perhaps because the pill was put too hard, the dancer did not react much, but his breathing became a little rapid.
Qiu Yuting easily pried open the dancer's teeth, put his tongue in, sucked out the dancer's tongue, tasted it carefully, and made a tsk sound.
The dancer at this moment was very well-behaved, and her whole body was left to Qiu Yuting for control, like a mechanical maid.
With Qiu Yuting's comfort, the vaginal fluid that was as bright as glue gradually flowed out of the vagina before being baptized, and the clitoris began to become congested.
Qiu Yuting kissed the dancer's red lips vigorously and murmured: It seems that you are also a normal woman. Before I touched your vagina, you had already flowed out of vaginal fluid. Next, I will let you experience the joy of being a woman. You will enjoy the charm of a dragon spear, and then surrender to the dragon spear forever.
Fasfi and Feier both leaned against the door and listened to the movement outside. Although they couldn't see them, from Qiu Yuting's words, Fasfi and Feier knew that Qiu Yuting's progress should be smooth now, but they were all thinking about the same question. If the dancer really accepted the baptism of the dragon spear, would they get along well?
Zhu Qianxi stood on the second floor and looked at Qiu Yuting and Wu Ji. The distance from where she stood was far longer than the distance from Fasfi's room to Wu Ji, so she was not worried at all that she would be attacked by the terrible weapon. What she was worried about now was Qiu Yuting, who looked very calm. If something happened, she was afraid that the baby in her belly would not see her father as soon as she was born.
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