A Tong, why are you absent-minded today? Song Ziqing held a chess piece with her fingertips and gently tapped the chessboard. A trace of dissatisfaction appeared in her agile eyes.
The boy's lips curled slightly, his long and perky eyelashes fell down, and his distracted eyes refocused on the chessboard
There was a cat calling out to Chun... He explained slowly, and it was a big fuss
Control the situation in an instant, and clearly fall a piece on the chessboard, real and real, making the opponent unable to find out
Song Ziqing's attention instantly returned to the chessboard
A chess that seemed to be steadily made progress slowly, but suddenly broke her own layout and made her secret thoughts public
This is equivalent to destroying all her backhand. She frowned slightly and felt unhappy in her heart. Why is his chess style so difficult to deal with today?
Nonsense, there is no cat. She scolded her softly, feeling that the other party was perfunctory.
She obviously didn't know that she had had close contact with Maoer not long ago
*
The Taiyin Qimen Formation was set up in the room, which belongs to the spiritual space formation. Yun Shang was not restrained when she woke up, so she tried various methods to escape.
Unfortunately, after a discussion with the system, the only help it can provide is to exchange 1 million points for a training secret book, and after practicing it, it can be solved by its ability.
Such a shameless method, it has the face to say it
Just as Yun Shang collapsed, a voice came from the yard. A female voice as crisp and lively as a yellow oriole chirping and telling what happened today's practice. The familiar male voice occasionally obediently agrees.
Song Ziqing insisted on letting Song Tong play chess with her, but Song Tong couldn't resist her. Listening to the sound of footsteps getting closer and closer, Yun Shang nervously clenched the quilt on her body. After all, this was the only cover on her body.
She didn't know what Xiaobingjiao thought
Being caught by Song Ziqing, an affair...
For me, the best result is that she furiously turned against Song Tong, and then she fled with the situation.
The worst outcome is that she found that her man was taken away and completely turned black, so she simply killed herself without doing anything.
The passive situation intertwined Yun Shang's excitement and uneasiness. She stared at the door that could be pushed open at any time. The accelerated heartbeat formed a death urging song that only she could hear.
Yeah
Song Ziqing walked into the room first, and she quickly saw the small space. After a few seconds of silence, she pointed to the direction of the bed and said to Song Tong: It's no different from usual... It just looks a bit messy.
He just rudes several times and refused to let himself in, which inevitably made her feel a little suspicious. Now it seems that he is really worried.
Yun Shang was full of suspicion, and she tentatively approached the two of them. Just as Song Ziqing was about to take the chessboard, she skillfully walked straight to the locker deep in the room.
Her sudden action scared Yun Shang. The quilt on her body was about to loosen to the ground. She was busy trying to pick it up, but Song Ziqing kept walking towards her, making her unable to help but retreat.
In a panic, the girl closed her eyes and stood there, watching the other person pass through her body
This Taiyin Qimen array actually made the two spaces overlap. She could clearly see the reality, but could not make any moves that affected the reality.
This is too weird!
When Yun Shang came back to his senses from the fright, he happened to meet Song Tong's straight gaze.
Taking advantage of Song Ziqing's back to him, the boy smiled purely at the air and said two words slowly with his mouth: Tune, skin
In an instant, more than a dozen ghost hands appeared out of thin air from all directions, holding her back in the girl's terrified eyes.
*
On the bed not far away, a strand of girl was imprisoned by the blue and black ghost hands. Her hands were raised above her head and pressed against the wall. Her knees bent her calves and spread to both sides with her thighs. No matter how she struggled, she still inevitably exposed her red and swollen pussy between her legs.
A cold ghost hand was rubbing the flower hole ambiguously along her delicate thighs. When it touched the pitiful and erect little flower stem, Yun Shang let out a gentle sob in a difficult suppression. The gentle stroke made her originally dry passage become wet and slippery at an extremely fast speed.
The ghost hand dipped some mucus at the mouth of the hole, pushed it away on her smooth shell meat, making her private parts shiny, looking very lingering.
She glared at the leisurely Song Tong, and her teeth were biting her lower lip tightly, looking like she would rather die than surrender
The boy's attention was attracted by her bright eyes. Could it be because he looked good?
She was angry and didn't feel depressed at all, but she felt a sense of delicacy and anger. He had seen countless hatred eyes, those who wanted to tear him apart, and his distorted face made him feel disgusted even after a glance at him.
He hadn't seen that look on her yet
I felt disappointed in my heart that I had lost my expectations, and I felt that he couldn't even say anything.
Song Tong had no expression on his face, his thin lips were slightly pursed, and after briefly looking at her, he focused his attention on the sister he liked...
Like a ruthless bastard
Looking at the chess game in front of him, he felt very bored. As his thoughts drifted away, his chess style became more and more mysterious, just like a long-clogged wine jar was torn apart, silently revealing a rich and intoxicating fragrance. No one knows what kind of undercurrent is covered by this sweet and mellow smell.
Song Ziqing saw that she was forced into a dead corner step by step, and the warm smile on her pretty face was almost unable to maintain. She grabbed Yizi's hand and trembled slightly.
She didn't have such a strong desire to win or lose, it was just a game of chess, but when the idea in her mind was overturned in advance again and again, her heart was filled with a burning anger and grievance.
It's not because of losing chess, but because Song Tong didn't give in to her idea at all today
She has always been a winner in front of him. She enjoys the joy of manipulating others' joys, anger, sorrow, and happiness. Usually, as long as she frowned gently, he would give everything she wanted considerately.
She was used to it, but she forgot that it was just the other party's choice. As long as he was unhappy to continue doing this, things would begin to get out of control.
Song Ziqing felt a little confused when she was beaten by a blow
No matter what she does, she cannot relieve her recent panic. Maybe it was after the appearance of the time traveler named Yun Shang? The inner insecurity gradually emerged...
When people face disorder, they will unconsciously amplify their desire to control themselves.
Song Ziqing's eyes turned cold, she stared at the chess game in front of her and chose a step to go astray. Unless he took the initiative to give in, he would end up losing both sides.
Ah Tong, it's your turn
Now that things have come to this point, it is obviously no longer a game of chess alone, but a psychological game
Song Tong raised his head, his light brown eyes looked a little deeper than usual. Although it was still as dazzling as a galaxy, it seemed to contain impenetrable meaning.
Song Ziqing looked at the familiar and unfamiliar boy in front of her in a daze. How long has it been since she saw him showing such a look?
It looks like an unattainable son of God, or like an evil spirit who is floating and rising in the sea of desire. Too many emotions are trapped in his delicate eyes, attracting those who accidentally look at him to sink together...
When the two first met, she looked at the boy in the cage for the first time. Her bright and depraved eyes made her believe that the boy in front of her, who looked like a beggar, was the object of the S-level strategy mentioned by the system.
Song Ziqing just woke up like a dream and realized the 20 favors she had never been able to overcome, because she had always ignored his hidden true face.
Back then, she tried her best to rescue him from the Song family, wandered around the world together, and successfully made herself the only light in his life, making him believe that she was the only person in the world who hoped that he would live. As the boy's admiration and attachment to him deepened, she thought she had warmed his cold heart, but she didn't know that he was just a wolf pretending to be flattened, wearing gentle and gentle sheepskin with her side.
Just as she became more and more nervous and anxious, Song Tong bent the corners of her mouth, and her wet eyes were filled with heartbreaking love. He whispered in an admirational tone: This move is really good.
After saying that, he quickly picked up a black spot and put it in the trap she tailored for him without thinking.
The familiar sweetness on his face
Song Ziqing's heart trembled, looking at him with a complicated expression
She suddenly pushed away the chessboard in front. In the quiet room, the sound of the chess pieces falling to the ground seemed particularly abrupt and loud.
Song Tong looked down at the rolling chess piece on the ground, and suddenly something soft was pressed on his lips. After a little surprised, the boy suppressed his body and automatically resisted, and hugged the woman who bent over the round table, silently deepening the kiss.
The boy's lips curled slightly, his long and perky eyelashes fell down, and his distracted eyes refocused on the chessboard
There was a cat calling out to Chun... He explained slowly, and it was a big fuss
Control the situation in an instant, and clearly fall a piece on the chessboard, real and real, making the opponent unable to find out
Song Ziqing's attention instantly returned to the chessboard
A chess that seemed to be steadily made progress slowly, but suddenly broke her own layout and made her secret thoughts public
This is equivalent to destroying all her backhand. She frowned slightly and felt unhappy in her heart. Why is his chess style so difficult to deal with today?
Nonsense, there is no cat. She scolded her softly, feeling that the other party was perfunctory.
She obviously didn't know that she had had close contact with Maoer not long ago
*
The Taiyin Qimen Formation was set up in the room, which belongs to the spiritual space formation. Yun Shang was not restrained when she woke up, so she tried various methods to escape.
Unfortunately, after a discussion with the system, the only help it can provide is to exchange 1 million points for a training secret book, and after practicing it, it can be solved by its ability.
Such a shameless method, it has the face to say it
Just as Yun Shang collapsed, a voice came from the yard. A female voice as crisp and lively as a yellow oriole chirping and telling what happened today's practice. The familiar male voice occasionally obediently agrees.
Song Ziqing insisted on letting Song Tong play chess with her, but Song Tong couldn't resist her. Listening to the sound of footsteps getting closer and closer, Yun Shang nervously clenched the quilt on her body. After all, this was the only cover on her body.
She didn't know what Xiaobingjiao thought
Being caught by Song Ziqing, an affair...
For me, the best result is that she furiously turned against Song Tong, and then she fled with the situation.
The worst outcome is that she found that her man was taken away and completely turned black, so she simply killed herself without doing anything.
The passive situation intertwined Yun Shang's excitement and uneasiness. She stared at the door that could be pushed open at any time. The accelerated heartbeat formed a death urging song that only she could hear.
Yeah
Song Ziqing walked into the room first, and she quickly saw the small space. After a few seconds of silence, she pointed to the direction of the bed and said to Song Tong: It's no different from usual... It just looks a bit messy.
He just rudes several times and refused to let himself in, which inevitably made her feel a little suspicious. Now it seems that he is really worried.
Yun Shang was full of suspicion, and she tentatively approached the two of them. Just as Song Ziqing was about to take the chessboard, she skillfully walked straight to the locker deep in the room.
Her sudden action scared Yun Shang. The quilt on her body was about to loosen to the ground. She was busy trying to pick it up, but Song Ziqing kept walking towards her, making her unable to help but retreat.
In a panic, the girl closed her eyes and stood there, watching the other person pass through her body
This Taiyin Qimen array actually made the two spaces overlap. She could clearly see the reality, but could not make any moves that affected the reality.
This is too weird!
When Yun Shang came back to his senses from the fright, he happened to meet Song Tong's straight gaze.
Taking advantage of Song Ziqing's back to him, the boy smiled purely at the air and said two words slowly with his mouth: Tune, skin
In an instant, more than a dozen ghost hands appeared out of thin air from all directions, holding her back in the girl's terrified eyes.
*
On the bed not far away, a strand of girl was imprisoned by the blue and black ghost hands. Her hands were raised above her head and pressed against the wall. Her knees bent her calves and spread to both sides with her thighs. No matter how she struggled, she still inevitably exposed her red and swollen pussy between her legs.
A cold ghost hand was rubbing the flower hole ambiguously along her delicate thighs. When it touched the pitiful and erect little flower stem, Yun Shang let out a gentle sob in a difficult suppression. The gentle stroke made her originally dry passage become wet and slippery at an extremely fast speed.
The ghost hand dipped some mucus at the mouth of the hole, pushed it away on her smooth shell meat, making her private parts shiny, looking very lingering.
She glared at the leisurely Song Tong, and her teeth were biting her lower lip tightly, looking like she would rather die than surrender
The boy's attention was attracted by her bright eyes. Could it be because he looked good?
She was angry and didn't feel depressed at all, but she felt a sense of delicacy and anger. He had seen countless hatred eyes, those who wanted to tear him apart, and his distorted face made him feel disgusted even after a glance at him.
He hadn't seen that look on her yet
I felt disappointed in my heart that I had lost my expectations, and I felt that he couldn't even say anything.
Song Tong had no expression on his face, his thin lips were slightly pursed, and after briefly looking at her, he focused his attention on the sister he liked...
Like a ruthless bastard
Looking at the chess game in front of him, he felt very bored. As his thoughts drifted away, his chess style became more and more mysterious, just like a long-clogged wine jar was torn apart, silently revealing a rich and intoxicating fragrance. No one knows what kind of undercurrent is covered by this sweet and mellow smell.
Song Ziqing saw that she was forced into a dead corner step by step, and the warm smile on her pretty face was almost unable to maintain. She grabbed Yizi's hand and trembled slightly.
She didn't have such a strong desire to win or lose, it was just a game of chess, but when the idea in her mind was overturned in advance again and again, her heart was filled with a burning anger and grievance.
It's not because of losing chess, but because Song Tong didn't give in to her idea at all today
She has always been a winner in front of him. She enjoys the joy of manipulating others' joys, anger, sorrow, and happiness. Usually, as long as she frowned gently, he would give everything she wanted considerately.
She was used to it, but she forgot that it was just the other party's choice. As long as he was unhappy to continue doing this, things would begin to get out of control.
Song Ziqing felt a little confused when she was beaten by a blow
No matter what she does, she cannot relieve her recent panic. Maybe it was after the appearance of the time traveler named Yun Shang? The inner insecurity gradually emerged...
When people face disorder, they will unconsciously amplify their desire to control themselves.
Song Ziqing's eyes turned cold, she stared at the chess game in front of her and chose a step to go astray. Unless he took the initiative to give in, he would end up losing both sides.
Ah Tong, it's your turn
Now that things have come to this point, it is obviously no longer a game of chess alone, but a psychological game
Song Tong raised his head, his light brown eyes looked a little deeper than usual. Although it was still as dazzling as a galaxy, it seemed to contain impenetrable meaning.
Song Ziqing looked at the familiar and unfamiliar boy in front of her in a daze. How long has it been since she saw him showing such a look?
It looks like an unattainable son of God, or like an evil spirit who is floating and rising in the sea of desire. Too many emotions are trapped in his delicate eyes, attracting those who accidentally look at him to sink together...
When the two first met, she looked at the boy in the cage for the first time. Her bright and depraved eyes made her believe that the boy in front of her, who looked like a beggar, was the object of the S-level strategy mentioned by the system.
Song Ziqing just woke up like a dream and realized the 20 favors she had never been able to overcome, because she had always ignored his hidden true face.
Back then, she tried her best to rescue him from the Song family, wandered around the world together, and successfully made herself the only light in his life, making him believe that she was the only person in the world who hoped that he would live. As the boy's admiration and attachment to him deepened, she thought she had warmed his cold heart, but she didn't know that he was just a wolf pretending to be flattened, wearing gentle and gentle sheepskin with her side.
Just as she became more and more nervous and anxious, Song Tong bent the corners of her mouth, and her wet eyes were filled with heartbreaking love. He whispered in an admirational tone: This move is really good.
After saying that, he quickly picked up a black spot and put it in the trap she tailored for him without thinking.
The familiar sweetness on his face
Song Ziqing's heart trembled, looking at him with a complicated expression
She suddenly pushed away the chessboard in front. In the quiet room, the sound of the chess pieces falling to the ground seemed particularly abrupt and loud.
Song Tong looked down at the rolling chess piece on the ground, and suddenly something soft was pressed on his lips. After a little surprised, the boy suppressed his body and automatically resisted, and hugged the woman who bent over the round table, silently deepening the kiss.
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