2.7 Hypocritical Immortal

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7. Hypocritical Immortal (Part 7): Don't ask your husband to spank you (Page 1/2)

Xiao Qingze is a child of destiny. His natural water spirit physique makes his practice more efficient. The clan has spent a lot of effort to cultivate him. Although he has not been raised to be a person who relies on his talent and is arrogant, he has also made him noble in his bones.

His Taoist partner, if it is a woman, should be beautiful, and if it is a man, he must be handsome. In terms of strength, even if she cannot beat him, she must be able to withstand a hundred moves under his sword.

Such a fairy couple, walking in the world, I don't know how many people envy them.

Instead of being like this, committing to a poor fool who is dark, rough, and has no talent.

Not only that, he has to beg him to fuck him humbly, which is simply a fantasy. In normal times, his sword would have been unsheathed long ago.

Even though he was indulging in lust, Xiao Qingze couldn't help but feel sad, but the breath lingering in his nose made him indulge faster. He gave up thinking and relaxed his guard. His two thighs enjoyed the pleasure of mutual friction. His white pants were squeezed deeper into the gap between his legs, squeezing his erect penis and the faintly itchy back hole between his buttocks. The white

fingers that were used to holding the hilt of a sword tightly grasped Xu Tiezhu's clothes. As soon as he opened his mouth, a low gasp poured out from the corner of his mouth.

"Well... Don't wait any longer... I feel uncomfortable..." Xiao Qingze wanted to put his hand into his pants to relieve his desire. The fabric between his legs was wrinkled by friction, and the inside was sticky and slippery. The front end of the penis, which had few experiences, couldn't help but ooze out body fluids.

At this time, he heard the voice that made him tremble mutter something. The voice was not loud, but Xiao Qingze, who had all five senses, heard it clearly.

"But... you haven't called me... husband yet..." The sturdy body revealed 'grievance', and under the thick beard, one could see the dark cheeks that were flushed with embarrassment.

"... husband?" Xiao Qingze regretted it as soon as he called out. He originally wanted to deal with this big stupid guy, but as soon as the name came out of his mouth, the strong sense of belonging and being controlled made him feel uncomfortable.

The senior brother who was respected by everyone in the sect and had an outstanding demeanor, opened his mouth and opened his legs to call this inferior, rough and stupid strong man... husband.

It was very inconsistent, but very exciting.

It was as if it was real.

After hearing him call him, Xu Tiezhu was obviously very happy. He pounced on him and pressed him down on the bed. The man's straight and slender back touched the hard bed board, and his tightly pursed thin lips opened, making a light and seductive hum like a cat's hum.

The man's rough stubble rubbed Xiao Qingze's delicate and slender neck.

"Wife, you smell so good."

...Smell so good? Xiao Qingze let the other person rub his cheek in a daze.

To him, the man's saliva, sweat, and body odor were the deadly temptations in the world, hundreds of times better than his own smell, especially when sucked and rubbed at such a close distance. He was almost sick of this smell, not wanting to come out, not wanting to leave. Without hesitation, his hands hugged Xu Tiezhu's broad back and hugged him tightly. The

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