☆ 21. Chapter 21 (Minor Repair)
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After hearing this, Fu Zixi's smile disappeared, and he looked at Xia Qing in a daze.
Seeing her like this, Xia Qing hugged her tightly, pressed her lips to her ear, nibbled her small earlobe, and teased her with her tongue. "I lied to you, seriously?"
Fu Zixi wanted to see his expression now, but when he turned his head, he sealed his lips.
As soon as Xia Qing touched her lips, he couldn't bear to let go. The more he kissed, the more addicted he became. His warm tongue swirled nimbly in her mouth, chasing after her cunt.
Fu Zixi raised his mouth slightly, passively enduring his enthusiastic provocation.
In the end, he also bit her lips lightly like she did last time, and finally traced along the line of her lips before he really let her go.
Fu Zixi came back to his senses after a while, then panted and asked: "Xia Qing, do you hate mine?
" Hush. "What about you? Do you want me to sleep with you?"
She replied blankly, "I want to sleep with my husband, but my brother can't."
Xia Qing was put off by this sentence. "As stupid as you are, you still want to find a husband?"
"I'm not." She recalled: "Zi Le said, my husband will be better than my brother."
He snorted . "Do you know who your husband is?"
She nodded with an expectant expression. "Zile told me. I will sleep and eat with my husband in the future, and I will have a baby. I will never be alone in the future." She is very happy about the imagined future
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Xia Qing lowered her face and let go of her. "Go to sleep and go to your daydream."
Hearing the scene she described, he was really inexplicably angry.
Who would want such an imbecile?
Fu Zixi saw that Xia Qing's face was not friendly, so he didn't dare to disobey, so he went to the room obediently.
He followed her in, and she muttered: "Xia Qing, you can't sleep with me."
He became even angrier immediately. "Who wants to sleep with you!"
Fu Zixi was taken aback and climbed onto the bed in panic. "I'm sleeping."
Then he hugged the baby bear and covered his head with the quilt.
Xia Qing walked over and tore off her quilt. "Do you want to suffocate?"
Fu Zixi said sadly, fearing his anger. "Xia Qing, don't be angry."
"Then let me touch you."
After finishing speaking, his hands directly covered her chest, rubbing her softness through the pajamas.
She resisted. "Only a husband can touch it."
Xia Qing lifted her pajamas, grabbed the tender breasts/flesh, squeezed and ravaged her, almost cruelly pinching her soft tops.
"Don't bully me..." Fu Zixi couldn't match Xia Qing's strength, so he kicked him wildly.
Xia Qing simply pressed her whole body over, licking/gnawing on her chest, with quite ruthless force, as if she was eager to leave something on it.
He sucked her tit/tip, felt it rise slowly under his nipples, and then bit and pulled.
Fu Zixi felt pain for a while, and pushed him away.
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