Pampered Fei Brimming with Cuteness

However, when Qian Duodu just walked to the door, she seemed to think of something. She ran back with her short legs and grabbed her own booklet and stuffed it into her sleeve.

The eyebrows disgusted and glanced at Long Haotian, especially said: "You study the sheep yourself, I will never tell you that the first posture is good for having a baby, and the second posture is good for fighting. The third pose - hello, stinky old man, you let me down, why are you resisting me on my shoulders, I haven't finished yet -"

Long Muzhen ignored the money and blossoming complaints, and directly took her small body and left the wedding room of the fourth.

Under the moonlight, one big and one small, one figure on the top, constantly intertwined -

A constant groan, struggling -

"Smelly old man, you let me down, I will walk by myself."

"Hey, don't push me so high, I am afraid."

"You are playing my ass, I am not finished with you -"

——Duoer dividing line——

Then, on the evening of the same day, Long Mu took the money and blossomed back to the palace, then overwhelmed it, pushed it down, and made it -

The booklet is placed on the side of the pillow, and the last two strokes of the one hundred and eighty moves are completed in one go.

Long Muzhen's blue silk lazy shawl scattered on his shoulders, the sweat of the Ying Ying wet the hair room, full of enchanting.

Looking at the lack of strength, softness became a group of water like a small wife, looking at himself with a confused eye, seems to have a complaint.

He took the booklet and rummaged it a few times, and asked faintly: "Is it wrong?"

The money blossoms wrapped in a small blanket, and the **** moved a few times. He climbed to the body of Long Muzhen, kneeling on his lap, and slamming into the man's forehead.

"I was wrong, I went from the hair to the heel, and even the nails were wrong~"

Long Muzhen hugged the little woman's waist to prevent her from falling, and eating tofu on her back with one hand: "Talk about it, what is wrong?"

Qian Duoduo pulled his eyelids: "I shouldn't listen to your words and go to the cave room; I shouldn't hide under the bed and watch live performances; it shouldn't be a small yellow person, YY is a bad brain."

"Yes, sincerely, the king is willing to spare you this time."

Long Muzhen rarely sees the appearance of money so blossoming, and the smoothness of the hair is so painful.

The little man in the heart of the money has long smashed the dragon for one hundred and eighty times: the old man, the sister is the prostration that has been tortured by you, and the sleepy life. You force me, force me, then force me. I will fight for a month without getting out of bed, but also make you fine / tired / force / exhaust, fine / pulse / end / break, fine / end / person / death.

"Fourteen, I am sleepy, let's sleep."

Money blossoming could not help but yawn.

"Duo, there is one more important, you didn't realize it."

Long Muzhen held the small face of money blossoming, and his appearance became very serious. He looked at the little girl's ignorant look, and he sighed helplessly.

"In the future, you can only discuss this book with the king, do you understand?"

Hey~ This stinky old man, who has been tossing her for a long time, is jealous!

People are just fun, just curious, just want to make trouble with the cave room, this sense of humor is all, really not cute!

But now, where the money blossoms dare to reverse the hair, he nodded particularly well; "I know, my husband is on, the little girl is begging for mercy!"