Qingqing's drowsiness was completely wiped out by her brother's "noisy", and she poked her brother's chest hard with her little hand.
With her eyes wide open and her pink lips feeling high, Qingqing declared very domineeringly and warned fiercely.
Qingqing will definitely not forgive him so easily again if he does something borderline next time!
Thinking of those intimate scenes between her brother and Sister Wenwen, Qingqing's stomach felt sour.
"This is a must. Don't worry, wife, I will protect you like a jade from now on!"
Qingqing looked domineering and fierce, not at all as gentle and considerate as usual.
But Ouyang Lingyun fell in love with Qingqing's small-bellied appearance.
The stingier she is, the more she cares about him, just like how he feels about her.
Ouyang Lingyun smiled cheerfully, patted his chest and promised, looking like a chaste husband, which made Qingqing want to laugh wildly.
"That's pretty much it!"
Qingqing snickered in her heart with joy, raised her eyebrows proudly, and raised the corners of her lips happily, pretending to be reluctant to accept.
"Look at you, little one, here to serve your husband."
Ouyang Lingyun joked, his eyes deepened and became clear, bathing.
In one mouthful, Qingqing held one of the cherries that twitched due to her excessive excitement and exertion in speaking, while her rough fingers twisted the other one, teasing it with a familiar touch.
I'm so tired! I'm so tired!"
Meng Lu shuddered, and a shy heat flowed into his lower body.
Qingqing resisted instinctively. She couldn't even count how many times they had done it tonight.
Come on, honey, you can do it, believe in yourself, eh?"
He moved his hands up and down without slackening at all.
After lingering all night long, Ouyang Lingyun was still like a thirsty beast, wild and wild.
Qingqing began to obey her instinct, groaning, and no longer resisted anything.
She knew that her Qingyu had been aroused by her brother.
Qingqing was shy but had to admit that she actually really liked the joy of being in love with her brother.
Soon, in their bedroom, the soft big bed began to squeak as the two of them exercised violently...
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The two men, Mengguagou and Muzu, slept until noon and then woke up deeply.
Fortunately, it's Saturday, so we don't have to go to school.
After lunch, her brother insisted on taking her to see Sister Wenwen.
What my brother meant was that they should appear in front of Sister Wenwen together and make everything clear.
Regardless of whether it is a demonstration, a threat, or a warning, Sister Wenwen is not allowed to come up with any bad ideas to alienate or break them up.
Sitting in the passenger seat, Qingqing's whole body felt like it was falling apart, she was yawning all the time, as if she had taken opium and had no energy.
Yawning, stretching, and glancing at her brother in the driver's seat, Qingqing couldn't help but feel a little jealous.
Qingqing, who was doing exercise, was frustrated by the fact that his brother was still so full of energy despite his huge size.
"cloud?"
Qingqing spoke up, breaking the silence in the car. She decided to find some topics to drive away the sleepyheads.
"Huh? Why don't you take a nap?"
Ouyang Lingyun drove the car familiarly, looked at the exhausted Qingqing fondly, and asked distressedly.
He kept silent just to give her, who was overdrawn, a chance to relax for a while.
He knew clearly that she was weak, but Ouyang Lingyun just couldn't control himself and wanted her again and again.
Ouyang Lingyun could only blame herself after the incident, and felt sorry for her again.
"I don't know why, but I'm so worried about Sister Wenwen."
"She wants to destroy our relationship, are you still worried about her? Are you being too kind?"
Ouyang Lingyun's eyes were so surprised that he almost fell out of the window.
Is there any woman who is so kind to her love rival?
"I think she is so crazy in love. Besides, we are the ones who felt sorry for her first. I don't know what we can do for her to make her wake up early. Love cannot be forced."
Qingqing's eyebrows were tangled. When she thought of Sister Wenwen and Xuanxuan, she couldn't help but feel self-blame and guilt welling up in her heart.
"Silly girl. Your kindness varies from person to person, okay? Remember, later on, you are from my country, do you understand?"
Ouyang Lingyun usually fights evil with evil and never loses his good intentions.
They went to find that woman to settle accounts, not to be the Virgin Mary!
I'm really worried that this silly girl will turn against him and leave him alone to perform a one-man show.
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You two, Kajiba Tibo!"
I was just outside the door. I was not surprised at all when I saw the two expressionless people outside the door.
It seemed as if he had expected them to come.
It’s good for Gao Anggu to let go of her dirty laundry!?”
The phone was only turned off, so Ouyang Lingyun had no choice but to drive over and bring Qingqing over to question her.
Yi Yafei, Niao Zhen, Pinmu Qi and Qing Qing automatically understood their worries as having played a role in their own strategies.
The gloom in his heart was swept away, and Situ Wen's depressed and sad mood couldn't help but feel much better.
The reason why I still stay here is to wait and see the good show of them turning against each other.
Why do you, Mr. Kaji Anhui, have such a grand presence?"
I just asked, knowingly and knowingly, with my lips curled up in a sexy way.
If he came to confront her, she would definitely insist that everything happened between her and Ouyang Lingyun.
Let Ouyang Lingyun be unable to argue, let Xia Qingqing become jealous, and let the two of them have an earth-shattering quarrel.
My dear fellow, don’t you think you look like a clown?”
With just a smudge of hair on her face, Ouyang Lingyun sneered and said sarcastically.
There are many traces of the hurried depletion of the clothes.
I just asked Zhangcaiying θ with her slender fingers excitedly pointing at Ouyang Lingyun, her face turned pale.
Situ Wen knew that her instigation of dissension not only did not make him and Qing Qing have a big quarrel, but made them sweeter and more affectionate. Will he be so angry that he vomits blood?
Ouyang Lingyun was gloating about his misfortune, and just as he was about to explain something, the cell phone in his arms suddenly rang, which seemed particularly noisy and abrupt in the quiet guest room area.