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Xia Qing kicked him down. She just heard the thump and the sound of heavy objects falling. She rolled the quilt away by herself. After all, an Xiaoyao was not an iron man. After all, she fought hard all night, but her biological clock was not accurate. She just woke up in a daze and was kicked down. He couldn\'t laugh or cry.

"Awake?" He held her in his arms, kissing her cheek, earlobe, warm kisses full of treasure. He was quite different from the animals last night. Xia Qing turned around and looked at him as if he wanted to eat people.

"You are too much." Xia Qing protested that even if she was passionate and charming, she would not be able to make trouble.

"My wife taught me that." An Xiaoyao obediently listens to the training, tears off the quilt, hugs her intimately, and walks with her hands warm on her body, "it\'s because you are so charming..."

“……” Xia Qing patted her hand and said, "Hey, you\'ve had enough. How come you haven\'t had sex?"

An Xiaoyao said a word in her ear, which amused Xia Qing, "Hello, husband, you are not suitable to say such vulgar words."

"Isn\'t it normal?"

"When others say it\'s normal, it\'s abnormal if you say it\'s abnormal. It will destroy your temperament of not eating people\'s fireworks." Xia Qing teases and laughs, suddenly a stiff smile, found that someone\'s fingers have touched the overused place.

It\'s a little bit sore, it\'s a little bit sore.

An Xiaoyao on the medicine, the effect is wonderful, in addition to some soreness, and no injury.

Xia Qing looked at her watch, "Hello, I still want to sleep."

"I know you can\'t sleep once you wake up." An Xiaoyao said that even if she went to bed at four o\'clock and woke up at five o\'clock, she couldn\'t sleep well. His wife\'s terrible biological clock had a great influence on her. "We\'d better do a warm-up."

The place is much smoother than it was yesterday. An Xiaoyao teases for a while, then enters with the posture of side body. Xia Qing hums, not wanting to cooperate, but can\'t hold an Xiaoyao\'s enthusiasm.

He held her from behind, gently rhythmic, not radical, compared with the last night\'s storm, this is simply gentle, gentle.

Nine shallow and one deep, gentle and meticulous.

The sour and astringent crisp hemp rises from the spine. Xia Qing feels different from last night. Last night, Xiaoyao was too rough. Although she has pleasure, she is more uncomfortable. In addition to acceptance and cooperation, other feelings are not big. This time, she felt very different from each other. It seemed that she could really feel the joy of fish and water, sour and soft, crispy and numb. Her whole body feeling was concentrated in the place where the two people were connected.

"Well..." Xia Qing is so comfortable that her pores are stretched out, and she snores lazily like a cat. An Xiaoyao makes countless small kisses behind her. This time, she is not only interested in her own enjoyment, but also pleasing Xia Qing.