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Yan Xiaomo saw Ying Zheng about to take off her skirt, pulled her skirt fiercely, and said with a vigilant face: "What are you going to do?" ”

"Look at your knee doesn't hurt. Please search (product & book ¥ net) to see the most complete! The fastest update" Ying Zheng looked frank, it seemed that he was really just to see if Yan Xiaomo had a knee injury.

Yan Xiaomo frowned with some distrust and said, "I'll pull the skirt here." ”

After experiencing a miserable and inhumane yesterday, Yan Xiaomo was afraid of Yingzheng, especially his performance in bed, which she couldn't bear.

Although Ying Zheng gave her medicine later, it still couldn't completely relieve the soreness in her waist.

"Take off your skirt and see it clearly." Ying Zheng's face was not red, and his heart was not beating for Yan Xiaomo, and he took off his skirt for Yan Xiaomo, with a righteous look.

Yan Xiaomo's face immediately turned red, she shook her lips, pressed her skirt tightly with both hands, and said angrily: "What do you see clearly?" ”

What does it mean to take off the skirt to see it clearly, where does he want to see?

Knee wound pull skirt still not visible?

As the emperor of a country, how can he be so shameless?

"Well, show me your wounds." Ying Zheng coaxed softly, and continued to take off the skirt without saying anything, seeing that the little hands pressed the skirt and didn't take it off for him, the corners of his mouth hooked slightly, and his big palm was pulled, and the good skirt was torn in his hand.

"Ahh Yan Xiaomo let out a low exclamation, watching the beautiful skirt being torn apart by Ying Zhengyi and directly turned into rags.

Watching Ying Zheng throw the rags to the ground, Yan Xiaomo only felt that she had to suffer a tragic fate again.

A pair of slender legs appeared in Ying Zheng's sight, looking at those legs, Ying Zheng's eyes became extremely dark.

The big palm fell on the knee, rubbed it gently, and asked in a dumb voice, "Does it still hurt?" ”

The legs are beautiful, and there is only one red spot on the knee.

Yan Xiaomo hugged her legs, her face turned red, she shook her head, and said, "It doesn't hurt." ”

Actually, it's still a little painful.

Ying Zheng leaned down and dropped a kiss on his knee.

Yan Xiaomo just tightened her legs, there was nothing in this place, and there was nothing else to cover her shame under her skirt except for a short pair of obscene pants.

And Ying Zheng had already torn off her dirty pants and skirt just now, so she is not wearing pants now.

"Mo'er, your legs are so beautiful, I like it so much." Ying Zheng kissed his long legs lightly while using his hands to separate the long legs that were squeezed.

"A well-dressed beast." Yan Xiaomo couldn't help but scold, just wanted to tighten her legs, but Ying Zheng's body squeezed in.

Ying Zheng smiled slowly and said, "You should just call me a beast." ”

I saw Ying Zheng take off his clothes.

The corners of Yan Xiaomo's mouth twitched slightly, this, is this really Yingzheng?

She knew it was useless to resist no matter how much she tried, but she didn't want to go through the endless movement like yesterday.

"Ah Zheng, can I make a request?" Yan Xiaomo said with a pitiful face.

Ying Zheng was in a good mood, raising his legs at his side with both hands in a shy pose.

"You say."

"Be gentle, then quick."

This is her greatest wish.

Ying Zheng grabbed the white and tender little feet, which were not as big as his palm, and those feet were also very good-looking.

"I can promise to be gentle, but I may not be able to be faster." Ying Zheng looked at Yan Xiaomo apologetically, but there was no apology in his tone.

Yan Xiaomo cried with a sad face, and the whole world became dim.

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