Ping'er's whole body was soft all over, and her eyes were watery and showed a charming look. Even when she walked, she seemed to have a seductive meaning. Jia Huan, who came to pay her respects to the old lady, looked so hot that her eyes were hot. In fact, Ping'er was still immersed in a sense of satisfaction and shame. Today, she wore a white plain satin round neck and a double-breasted back. The ribbon wrapped her strap tightly, without any trace of spring light leaking out. A green tight-fitting Confucian skirt and plain white silk stockings tied up the tender and fleshy little feet.
When she saw Jia Huan also with the old lady, she didn't dare to stay too much, but just hurriedly greeted her and turned home.
However, Jia Huan tiptoed over. He remembered it in his heart since Jia Rui told him about the disadvantages of Jia Lian's residence last time. It was just in handy at this moment. He quietly walked behind the large bamboo forest. Sure enough, he saw a large rockery rock opposite the wall, which was just enough for people to climb. He immediately rolled up his sleeves, climbed up the rockery rock, and then looked into the garden with his head.I saw that this place happened to be against the wall on the back of the house, and no one could see it.
He quickly climbed over the wall and landed lightly, not daring to look for Ping'er in the front yard. He just watched the door half-closed, and knew that Ping'er had come back. He pushed the door open and walked in gently.
Where is Sister Ping'er?
He originally thought Ping'er would be in the bedroom on the east side, but then he didn't see anyone. What's going on? Could it be that she is still in the front yard?Jia Huan was a little upset when he thought of this, so he naturally did not dare to go to the front hall openly and just waited to climb over the wall again.But he was a little unwilling to accept it. After thinking about it, he heard that there seemed to be something moving in the next room. He immediately felt a move and walked into Wang Xifeng's bedroom.
I saw a soft curtain of red flowers hanging on the copper hook on the side door, under the south window was a kang, with big red felt strips on the kang, and a lock backrest and a guide pillow against the east wall, covered with a large golden heart and green satin bedding, and a carved sputum box next to it.Ping'er was sitting there embroidering a silk handkerchief. He accidentally looked up and saw Jia Huan standing in front of him. Ping'er was stunned. The embroidery needle under his hand stopped. He looked at the person in front of him who made him happy and worried, as if he thought he was dreaming.
Ah, how did you come in?Don't go out now!When is this now?If Fengjie and Qiaoer know, we will be dead!
Ping'er came to her senses, hurriedly threw down the silk parquet and stood up.
Jia Huan was so brave at this moment that he was not afraid of Wang Xifeng. Before Ping'er could push him, he grabbed her hand and held her in his arms with the other hand.
Don't do this,
Ping'er seemed a little panicked, "San Shao, you will ruin us like this. Go out quickly and before they come back...
Jia Huan didn't say anything, but just hugged her slender waist and lowered her head to kiss her soft earlobe.Ping'er's body, who was suddenly attacked, became soft and then twisted violently. Her jade hand hit the back of his hand desperately, making a ummy hum from her nose, and she swayed left and right to break free from Jia Huan's arms.
Jia Huan's left hand tightly clamped her willow waist, making Ping'er's struggle futile.Gently sucked her tender and lovely earlobes, licking her tongue on her ears and searching for a gap. Ping'er couldn't help but let out a low voice, almost unstable standing, and quickly grabbed Jia Huan's big hand with both hands and leaned against his chest.
This is the wife's room, if she finds out, she will kill us...
Ping'er gasped and begged for mercy: Third Young Master, don't be here.
Jia Huan was about to have a storm in Wang Xifeng's room, so he would not pay attention to her begging for mercy. Sister, I miss you.
He said softly in Ping'er's ear, while his hands were already stroking her smooth strapless breast wrapped in plain satin, while exploring deeper... Ping'er's face turned red and she spat softly: What are you going to do again, why don't you let go...
But he didn't object to those hands. He turned his body slightly and let the hands touch the soft part of his breasts.
Don't do this, this is Fengjie's room...Ah she will come back at any time...
Ping'er was speechless at this moment.
Sister, Sister Feng has been busy with money houses in the mansion these days, so how could she come back?
As he said that, Jia Huan increased his strength.
No Ah...San Shao... Let's go to my room...
From Ping'er's trembling voice, Jia Huan could tell that she was surrendering step by step.
No, sister, I'm going to be here, I can't wait.
Jia Huan said as she uncovered the sweat towel that Ping'er tied to her waist. She closed her eyes as if she accepted her fate and did whatever she wanted.Holding her weak body, she put Ping'er on the cold kang, then lifted her right foot and took off the embroidered shoes. When she took off the embroidered shoes, Jia Huan touched her white and tender jade feet with her hands, and couldn't put them down. She exclaimed in her mouth, Sister, why do your feet look so beautiful?
Ping'er's jade feet are very small, just three inches, white and tender, like the onion in early spring. The five toes are like plump scallions, round and smooth, and smooth to the touch, making people love them.The light pink nail polish on the fan-shaped shell-like nails looks pink and rosy, making people care for their love.
Ping'er looked at him lifting his jade feet to his nose and sucking and sniffing. His face turned red as if water dripped out. He opened his mouth slightly and couldn't speak. He was shocked and annoyed, ashamed and angry. A red tide quickly flew from the root of his long pink neck to the root of his ears. The jade feet hung in the air and didn't know where to put them, just like a naked lamb waiting for his hair to fall. His embarrassed and anxious look made Jia Huan more and more interesting.
At this moment, Ping'er's body exuded an intoxicating beauty, and her fair skin was like a fairy carved from white jade.A dreamy expression appeared on her face, and a black hair flowed into her slender and charming neck. Jia Huan's gaze moved down the soft lines to her chest, which was unbuttoned, and then looked down, passing through her slender waist, her slender legs overlapped...
Like an explosive that suddenly detonated, Jia Huan could no longer hold back at this time. He untied his clothes and took them to his feet. He grabbed Ping'er's two jade legs with both hands and hugged them up. The demonic hand reached the depths of her Confucian skirt, grabbed the underwear, and pulled it down hard.A crisp tearing sound rang out, and Ping'er gently pounded his clutch with her hand, shouting: What are you doing? Your good clothes have been torn. I really don't know how to cherish things.
The two of them quickly got crazy...
Ping'er became even worse. After a moment, her white skin had turned into intoxicating pink. The constant oozing of fragrant sweat also made her whole body wet, as if she had been fished out of the water, soaking a large area of the mat under her.
How did it happen? I promised to come back today. There has been no movement yet. Have you forgotten the serious matter again?
Grandma, I have sent someone to the inn to check it out. I think the eldest young master will come back soon, so it shouldn’t be a mistake.
The sounds of Wang Xifeng and Manager Zhao suddenly came from outside the yard, and the sound would soon enter the house.
Both of them were stunned for a moment. Jia Huan obviously felt Ping'er's body trembling, his eyes full of uneasiness and fear. They didn't expect Wang Xifeng to come back suddenly at this time.
When she saw Jia Huan also with the old lady, she didn't dare to stay too much, but just hurriedly greeted her and turned home.
However, Jia Huan tiptoed over. He remembered it in his heart since Jia Rui told him about the disadvantages of Jia Lian's residence last time. It was just in handy at this moment. He quietly walked behind the large bamboo forest. Sure enough, he saw a large rockery rock opposite the wall, which was just enough for people to climb. He immediately rolled up his sleeves, climbed up the rockery rock, and then looked into the garden with his head.I saw that this place happened to be against the wall on the back of the house, and no one could see it.
He quickly climbed over the wall and landed lightly, not daring to look for Ping'er in the front yard. He just watched the door half-closed, and knew that Ping'er had come back. He pushed the door open and walked in gently.
Where is Sister Ping'er?
He originally thought Ping'er would be in the bedroom on the east side, but then he didn't see anyone. What's going on? Could it be that she is still in the front yard?Jia Huan was a little upset when he thought of this, so he naturally did not dare to go to the front hall openly and just waited to climb over the wall again.But he was a little unwilling to accept it. After thinking about it, he heard that there seemed to be something moving in the next room. He immediately felt a move and walked into Wang Xifeng's bedroom.
I saw a soft curtain of red flowers hanging on the copper hook on the side door, under the south window was a kang, with big red felt strips on the kang, and a lock backrest and a guide pillow against the east wall, covered with a large golden heart and green satin bedding, and a carved sputum box next to it.Ping'er was sitting there embroidering a silk handkerchief. He accidentally looked up and saw Jia Huan standing in front of him. Ping'er was stunned. The embroidery needle under his hand stopped. He looked at the person in front of him who made him happy and worried, as if he thought he was dreaming.
Ah, how did you come in?Don't go out now!When is this now?If Fengjie and Qiaoer know, we will be dead!
Ping'er came to her senses, hurriedly threw down the silk parquet and stood up.
Jia Huan was so brave at this moment that he was not afraid of Wang Xifeng. Before Ping'er could push him, he grabbed her hand and held her in his arms with the other hand.
Don't do this,
Ping'er seemed a little panicked, "San Shao, you will ruin us like this. Go out quickly and before they come back...
Jia Huan didn't say anything, but just hugged her slender waist and lowered her head to kiss her soft earlobe.Ping'er's body, who was suddenly attacked, became soft and then twisted violently. Her jade hand hit the back of his hand desperately, making a ummy hum from her nose, and she swayed left and right to break free from Jia Huan's arms.
Jia Huan's left hand tightly clamped her willow waist, making Ping'er's struggle futile.Gently sucked her tender and lovely earlobes, licking her tongue on her ears and searching for a gap. Ping'er couldn't help but let out a low voice, almost unstable standing, and quickly grabbed Jia Huan's big hand with both hands and leaned against his chest.
This is the wife's room, if she finds out, she will kill us...
Ping'er gasped and begged for mercy: Third Young Master, don't be here.
Jia Huan was about to have a storm in Wang Xifeng's room, so he would not pay attention to her begging for mercy. Sister, I miss you.
He said softly in Ping'er's ear, while his hands were already stroking her smooth strapless breast wrapped in plain satin, while exploring deeper... Ping'er's face turned red and she spat softly: What are you going to do again, why don't you let go...
But he didn't object to those hands. He turned his body slightly and let the hands touch the soft part of his breasts.
Don't do this, this is Fengjie's room...Ah she will come back at any time...
Ping'er was speechless at this moment.
Sister, Sister Feng has been busy with money houses in the mansion these days, so how could she come back?
As he said that, Jia Huan increased his strength.
No Ah...San Shao... Let's go to my room...
From Ping'er's trembling voice, Jia Huan could tell that she was surrendering step by step.
No, sister, I'm going to be here, I can't wait.
Jia Huan said as she uncovered the sweat towel that Ping'er tied to her waist. She closed her eyes as if she accepted her fate and did whatever she wanted.Holding her weak body, she put Ping'er on the cold kang, then lifted her right foot and took off the embroidered shoes. When she took off the embroidered shoes, Jia Huan touched her white and tender jade feet with her hands, and couldn't put them down. She exclaimed in her mouth, Sister, why do your feet look so beautiful?
Ping'er's jade feet are very small, just three inches, white and tender, like the onion in early spring. The five toes are like plump scallions, round and smooth, and smooth to the touch, making people love them.The light pink nail polish on the fan-shaped shell-like nails looks pink and rosy, making people care for their love.
Ping'er looked at him lifting his jade feet to his nose and sucking and sniffing. His face turned red as if water dripped out. He opened his mouth slightly and couldn't speak. He was shocked and annoyed, ashamed and angry. A red tide quickly flew from the root of his long pink neck to the root of his ears. The jade feet hung in the air and didn't know where to put them, just like a naked lamb waiting for his hair to fall. His embarrassed and anxious look made Jia Huan more and more interesting.
At this moment, Ping'er's body exuded an intoxicating beauty, and her fair skin was like a fairy carved from white jade.A dreamy expression appeared on her face, and a black hair flowed into her slender and charming neck. Jia Huan's gaze moved down the soft lines to her chest, which was unbuttoned, and then looked down, passing through her slender waist, her slender legs overlapped...
Like an explosive that suddenly detonated, Jia Huan could no longer hold back at this time. He untied his clothes and took them to his feet. He grabbed Ping'er's two jade legs with both hands and hugged them up. The demonic hand reached the depths of her Confucian skirt, grabbed the underwear, and pulled it down hard.A crisp tearing sound rang out, and Ping'er gently pounded his clutch with her hand, shouting: What are you doing? Your good clothes have been torn. I really don't know how to cherish things.
The two of them quickly got crazy...
Ping'er became even worse. After a moment, her white skin had turned into intoxicating pink. The constant oozing of fragrant sweat also made her whole body wet, as if she had been fished out of the water, soaking a large area of the mat under her.
How did it happen? I promised to come back today. There has been no movement yet. Have you forgotten the serious matter again?
Grandma, I have sent someone to the inn to check it out. I think the eldest young master will come back soon, so it shouldn’t be a mistake.
The sounds of Wang Xifeng and Manager Zhao suddenly came from outside the yard, and the sound would soon enter the house.
Both of them were stunned for a moment. Jia Huan obviously felt Ping'er's body trembling, his eyes full of uneasiness and fear. They didn't expect Wang Xifeng to come back suddenly at this time.
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