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Text_Chapter 211 Talking about cooperation(2/2)

Seeing that there was only one empty banquet table in the hall, Qi Ming leaned out, smiled and walked over.

"Bah, I don't want to be like the pastor and get into bed in a daze. What I want is to do it out of love like the pastor and his wife did, rather than fall in love after doing it."

"Bullshit, with your virtues and your ability to love, love, love, that would make a wooden lump fall in love with you!"

"You..." Geng Xinyu was angry, but then smiled and said: "Look at what good things the pastor has done, should we..."

Geng Xinyu said, with a hint of "you know" expression on his face.

"If you want to die, go ahead. I don't have a wife yet, so I don't want to die!" Qi Ming shrank his neck and glanced at the third floor.



At this moment, on the third floor of Tongshen Pavilion, in the boudoir of Wang Xinya, the master of the pavilion, two figures opened and closed the door with a bang.

Mu Yun pointed his finger, and a soundproof barrier fell. He looked at the pretty woman in front of him and smiled.

"What are you going to do?" Looking at Mu Yun, Wang Xinya lowered her head.

"What?" Mu Yun chuckled and said, "Do it. What do you do to me? How about you do it to me again?"

"ah?"

Wang Xinya was so ashamed and angry that she pushed Mu Yun away.

However, Mu Yun was not pushed away by her. Instead, he lost his footing and fell into the tub behind him.

There was a pop, and Mu Yun followed closely behind.

Their clothes were both wet, and they looked at the beauty in front of them whose face turned red. Under the thin clothes, they could clearly see her firm breasts and flat belly.

Suddenly, Mu Yun's evil fire rose. He looked at Wang Xinya, smiled, stepped forward, and blocked Wang Xinya's little cherry mouth that still wanted to speak.

A strange smell gradually rose in the air, and the sound of water flow and impact came from the bathtub, as well as the unsuppressed breathing sound.

But outsiders cannot hear all this.

The moon was halfway up, and two figures were lying under the pink bed tent in the boudoir.

Wang Xinya crawled on Mu Yun's chest, drawing circles, and the redness on her face receded.

"Don't you still have a fiancée? Or two, then Qin Mengyao and Xiao Yun'er are both your fiancées." Wang Xinya said coquettishly.

"Hey, little goblin, let's start discussing this now, but you took mine first, and now I just give it back."

"You lied. I only occupied you once, but you came seven or eight times. You..."

"That's what you asked for. I'm asking you if you want it!"

"You big hooligan!"

The two immediately began to play around. Seeing Wang Xinya's graceful figure, only covered with a pink gauze, Mu Yun suddenly felt the evil fire coming up again.

"No, you still want it?"

"Of course, I don't have too many things like this!"

With a chuckle, Mu Yun galloped his horse again...

In the early morning of the next day, Wang Xinya fell into a drowsy sleep. She had been crazy all night, which really consumed her energy.

Mu Yun put on his clothes and gently touched Wang Xinya's lower abdomen with his palm. A warm current passed by, and Wang Xinya, who had frowned in the dream, finally relaxed slowly.

After doing all this, Mu Yun stood up and walked out of the house.

"Hehe... Pastor, did you have a good rest last night? You definitely didn't. You woke up so early in the morning. How tired you are. Go and rest. You can fight for 300 rounds during the day!"

Seeing Mu Yun appear, Geng Xinyu immediately laughed and said.

"Come on, come on, Geng Xinyu, I have something important to tell you."

"What's going on?"

"I'll give you a headshot!" Mu Yun bent his finger and hit Geng Xinyu on the head with a bang. There was a scream in the hall that lasted for a long time...
Chapter completed!
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