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Chapter 189

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Along with obscene thoughts, all kinds of intimate things in the past are induced like blowouts.

Zhou Qiyu rubbed the very fat and soft breasts and said: Wānjun, your breasts are so huge and round.

Fu Wānjun replied in a delicate voice: Born.

Zhou Qiyu asked tentatively: For many years, your face has not changed, your skin is as delicate as a girl, and the Xianzhen Divine Art is indeed as wonderful as the rumor.

Fu Wānjun whispered: Well, that's true.

Fu Wānjun did not mention to him that she had lost all her cultivation, but she had something even more troublesome, that is, if she started planting Xianzhenzhen with Zhou Qiyu now, then recovering according to the number of times, it would take at least twelve times to get involved, and the man's semen was poured into the uterus to reach its peak state.

However, according to Zhou Qiyu's words, the acquired sword immortal Chu Qingyan would come to challenge him. According to the previous fight with her, and her years of diligence, she could not recover to 80% of her cultivation. It should be unlikely that she could beat her.

If he loses himself, Zhou Nihuáng will definitely take the opportunity to kill the righteous martial arts in Qionghua Sect. This is a game that must not be lost.

The most embarrassing thing in my heart is that I have to have sex with Zhou Qiyu twelve times today and tomorrow, and each time, I have to be fed by his semen into my uterus.

Just thinking about it, I feel it is a very surprising thing, but it is about to happen to me. I have heard that after a man gets a bag, he will be very tired. Besides, this will take twelve times.

The more I thought about it, the more the spring feelings in Fu Wānjun burst out. At this moment, she was already panting with fragrance, her seductive red lips, moaning intentionally or unintentionally.

I was worried about Fu Wānjun and had a lot of worries. Zhou Qiyu had no choice but to enjoy this best beauty who was the best in the world, and reluctantly rubbed the most comfortable big breasts I had touched since I was born.

When you touch the palm, you can feel the nipples of Fu Wānjun, and then it becomes a little bit more swelling. If you think about it, a strange woman like Fu Wānjun will be so moved.

Listening to the heavenly sounds emitted from her red lips, Zhou Qiyu's eyes were hot and she leaned over to kiss Fu Wānjun's lips.

When it comes to kissing, her messy mind suddenly became blank.

The two looked at each other, especially embarrassed.

Zhou Qiyu stretched out her clever tongue and wriggled on her lips and teeth, trying to invade her mouth.

The young kissing skill of Fu Wānjun loosened his tightly closed neat teeth and allowed his tongue to invade.

The slippery tongue quickly turned and erected in Fu Wān Jun's mouth, and induced Fu Wān Jun's fragrant tongue and also negotiated with him.

The sweet fragrance of rain and dew comes from the tongue to the throat, like sweet rain falling from the sky, making Zhou Qiyu suck more rhythmically.

Fu Wān Jun, who kissed a man warmly for the first time, felt more uncomfortable, especially when he had no cultivation, his chest was dull and his breathing was exhausted.

I felt even more uncomfortable when I heard that the man's saliva was in my mouth, but she didn't care about these things at this moment.

Because when Zhou Qiyu kissed him wet, he rubbed his breasts with his palms, which immediately became bigger and made his feelings stronger.

The Fu Wān Jun who was addicted to kissing Zhou Qiyu, his hand that had nowhere to put.

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After a while, the two of them separated their lips and tongues, and a long thread of semen was stuck.

While Fu Wānjun was panting, Zhou Qiyu's other hand also stroked her abdomen.

Under such circumstances, the spring color in Fu Wānjun's body was like a fish entering the water, and it became more active. She instinctively closed her legs tightly, and her private parts had begun to change from itchy to itch. If Zhou Qiyu was not here, she would definitely be impatient to reach out and rub it.

She tried her best to restrain herself. She was naturally unfamiliar with people she hadn't seen for more than ten years. She didn't want him to see her lustful appearance after the attack of the spring ghost. After all, it had happened once just now, and it was something that she could not control at all.

So all she could do was to let Zhou Qiyu have sex with her as soon as possible and be ejaculated by his...sperm in his uterus.

Only by planting Zhenyan and having some cultivation can you better suppress the spring colored Gu, so as not to reveal a wave in front of Zhou Qiyu. After the full recovery, the spring colored Gu will be completely dissipated.

Thinking of this, Fu Wānjun's jade hand was also looking for Zhou Qiyu's hot cock in the quilt.

Zhou Qiyu also expected Fu Wānjun's intention to touch her thigh with her hard and thick cock, so that she could know the position of her cock.

Sure enough, a cool feeling came, causing the cock to spread.

Wānjun...You are so beautiful... Zhou Qiyu said to her slightly confused pupils.

Fu Wānjun was so uncomfortable that she replied softly: Yes...

Zhou Qiyu's palm was not idle either, and gradually explored to the private parts between her legs. When the place was stopped, Zhou Qiyu's palm had already reached her shade, touching the scroll to play with her dense and prosperous fragrant grass.

Zhou Qiyu said in a low voice: Wānjun, your hair is so lush,

When talking about her pubic hair in her private parts, she felt even more ashamed. A tide of her vagina made her delicate body tremble.

Don't talk about these topics... Fu Wānjun said in an angry tone.

Zhou Qiyu was shocked by this tone, but she did not stop exploring her downwards. When she touched Fu Wānjun's flower lip, the silky and wetness of her vagina's flower lip had already been heard from her fingertips.

A burst of shock quickly spread throughout his delicate body, and he couldn't resist the strong feeling: Yes...

Zhou Qiyu pretended to ask: Wānjun...What's wrong with you?

Fu Wān Jun pretended to be calm and said: It's okay.

Zhou Qiyu continued to scratch her smooth flowery lips.