The Law of Hunting a Wife Chapter 64: Intoxicated alone
(First update on March 3rd.) Dear friends, are you ready to vote? There are five updates today. My Cuihua is finally ready to serve again...
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Nian Jimo looked at the folder, which contained a list of materials used in the ranking battle.
As large as the large crystal screen in the arena, as small as the food and clothing of the contestants...
Nian Jimo frowned slightly. He wanted to be responsible for the training of patrol personnel like Zheng Shou, instead of being troubled by these trivial matters. It's just that the fat old man Mu Youzhi is really difficult to deal with. He smiles all day long, but he is very difficult to deal with.
Looking at the dense data, listening to the sound of water coming from the bathroom when you are upset, you will calm down again: for the beloved little female, it is worth the trouble.
The windows were open, and the night wind made the documents and papers rustle. So, he stood up and was about to close the window. When he casually looked into the distance, he saw a man standing on a tree facing the window. The moon was very bright tonight, and the moonlight shone on his face, strangely illuminating the pale face clearly: there were only two black holes on it, without a nose and mouth. He stood there quietly, as if to Become one with the night.
"Nameless?!" Nian Jimo immediately recognized the beast that defeated Zheng Shou in the desert town.
Wu Ming obviously saw him as well, stretching out his hand from a distance and pointing directly at him. It's like saying: I said I would come to you, and now, I'm here.
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"You think I'm afraid of you?" Nian Jimo jumped up to the window sill, his pigtails raised high on the back of his head. Before jumping out, he looked back in the direction of the bathroom. He was a little worried about Qiqi, but he also thought that the bodyguard Xu was in the opposite room and nothing would happen, so he resolutely chased after Wuming.
Qiqi cleaned her body first, then filled her body with warm water and soaked her whole body in the bathtub. The tense muscles slowly relaxed, and the fatigue of the day gradually dissolved into the water.
Too comfortable~
She was a little drowsy. She got up after the water was a little cold. While wiping her body, she looked at her current body in the mirror: her body seemed to have grown taller. Cherry tomatoes are indeed a powerful ripening agent. It made her grow nearly five centimeters in such a short period of time. Looking at the small Guoguo on the chest, the bulge is more obvious.
But thinking about the two at home staring at her little body with hungry eyes every day, she felt that being ripened like this wasn't too bad. She didn't want them to wait too long, as it would make them feel bad.
The room was brightly lit, but there was no trace of the male beast that should have been on the desk. Only the documents that were blown by the wind were left.
Close the file, Qiqi is not worried. Recently, there were too many things going on in the hall, and sometimes he and Zheng Shou would be suddenly called away even if they were asleep.
The wind was a bit strong, so she closed the window but didn't lock it before turning around and getting into the soft quilt. He reached out to turn off the light, rubbed his face on the pillow, sighed with contentment, closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Time passed quietly, and the closed window opened a crack, and then was slowly pushed open. A hand belonging to a male beast reached in and opened its palm. A pinch of red powder in the palm filled the room with the cool night breeze.
I don’t know whether it was the disturbance of the wind or some other reason. Qiqi let out a "thump" and her eyes slowly opened a slit. But before he could wake up, he smelled a faint fragrance of flowers in his nose, his eyes closed again, and his consciousness fell into deeper darkness.
After waiting for a few more breaths, the male beast outside the window jumped in silently like a ghost and walked straight towards Yang Qiqi beside the bed.
This male beast has no nose or mouth on its face, and only has two dark holes for its eyes. He was apparently the same Wuming that Jimo had chased before that year.
The little female was sunk in the pure white quilt, and the moonlight outside the window shone in, making her perfect and delicate face shine like flawless white jade.
Wuming stared at it for a moment, then lowered her head and sniffed. The flat and terrifying mask was almost attached to her face. The sweet smell of the girl made him almost intoxicated, and he could not resist the desire to be close to her. After hesitating for a moment, he took off his mask and placed it on the pillow, held her face and kissed her.
First he touched lightly, and then he decisively inserted his tongue.
Two people are kissing, one is sleeping and ignorant, the other is alone and intoxicated, unable to stop.
Panting in a depressed manner, Wuming suddenly raised his head and lifted Qiqi's quilt. He got on the bed and knelt beside her, and started to pull apart the strings of her pajamas, opening the skirt to both sides. The girl's body is as white as snow and as soft as clouds, her slender waist is not too tight to hold, and the small fruit on her chest has a slight curvature, which tells the story of the master's youthfulness.
His hands gently caressed every inch of her exposed skin, and the smooth touch made him linger.
His gaze slid downward again, never stopping to do anything else. Now that he had seen it, let’s see it all.
After taking off her pajamas, looking at the little female's **** completely displayed in front of him, Wuming felt his mouth go dry and he couldn't help but cover her body.
The sleeping Qi Qi couldn't bear the weight on her body, frowned in discomfort and "hummed".
Wuming slightly raised his upper body, but his lower body kept rubbing against her body. After a while, Wu Ming felt that such an out-of-touch approach was like adding fuel to the fire, so he took off his pants and exposed his clone. Then he raised Qiqi's legs together and folded them from the knees, inserting the hot object into the gap between her legs, imitating twitching.
His breathing became heavier, his eagerness mixed with incomparable satisfaction.
Xu in the opposite room opened the door at this time and stared at Qiqi's room suspiciously.
There was an inaudible "creak" sound inside.
He stepped forward and stood by the door to distinguish carefully.
The sound paused for a moment, and then started to sound at a faster rhythm, accompanied by the suppressed roar of the male beast.
Xu's body froze for a moment, and he put his hand on the door, looking straight at the door as if he wanted to shoot it through. After a long time, he took back his hand and returned to his room silently. He closed the door with his backhand and sat on the ground with his back against the door: Nian Jimo was originally her guardian beast. Even if she is not yet an adult, some things can still be done. Do... It's an obvious thing ~IndoMTL.com~ He used to instinctively avoid thinking about it. I really heard the noise tonight, but my heart felt overwhelmingly uncomfortable.
It turns out that Qiqi is already so important in my heart without knowing it?
Hiding his face in the palms of his hands, the voice in the opposite room was faintly heard. In his mind, he could not control the fantasy of how Nian Jimo pressed Qiqi on the bed and tossed him... Thinking about it, what happened in the small room? The male beast moving on the soft female body turned his face, and the thick eyebrows on his face... turned out to be him...
Xu jumped up from the ground, rushed into the bathroom, turned on the cold water and put his head in.
Wu Ming, who finally released himself, turned over and fell beside Qi Qi, pursed his lips and savored the aftertaste, while stroking her hair. Thinking that the effect of the medicine was about to wear off, he put on his pants again, got up and went to the bathroom to rub a towel and wipe away the traces he left between her legs. After putting the towel back, he came back and took out a small medicine bottle from his clothes, unscrewed the cap and picked some transparent paste with his index finger, and applied it between her legs, which was a little red and swollen from his rubbing. He dressed her again, covered her with a quilt, and restored everything to the way it was before he came.
He left a kiss on her forehead, picked up the mask on the pillow, took one last look at the beauty on the bed, and left quietly through the window. ()