Thanks to this brother of Accident Temple for his monthly ticket!
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Yan Qi sweated profusely and denied it: "Why is Yan Qi not Yan Qi? I don't know you, and I want to molest you."
"Still pretending!"
An Qing snuggled into Yan Qi's arms tenderly, twisting her soft body: "Qing'er will never forget the smell of Brother Qi."
It’s over. It turns out that An Qing is a dog and has a particularly sharp nose.
Yan Qi was having fun when An Qing saw through the teasing. She sweated profusely, took off her mask, and said lonely: "I originally wanted to have something exciting, but now it's boring."
An Qing's beautiful eyes blinked: "Then it's better if I don't expose Brother Qi's tricks. Come on, Brother Qi continues to molest me. Do you want me to struggle loudly and shout for help?"
Yan Qi rolled his eyes: "You've already seen through it, and you're just playing with it."
An Qing pushed Yan Qi to the bed and pressed her plump body on top.
The two rolled onto the bed.
An Qing pressed against Yan Qi and felt Yan Qi's excited heartbeat. She felt like something was pushing out of her lower abdomen, which made her feel panicked and itchy in her heart. She felt uncomfortable.
"Brother Qi, I thought you weren't coming, but you gave me a surprise."
Yan Qi was truly tickled by An Qing's tenderness. The fragrant and greasy beauty was pressed against her, looking like she wanted everything she wanted. What man could bear it?
An Qing felt the changes in Yan Qi's body, smiled foolishly, and slowly slipped off the shoulder straps of her pajamas.
The chest is opening wider and wider, and there are undulating mountains.
Yan Qi slipped An Qing's shoulder strap up: "What are you doing? What are you doing? Can we still chat happily? I am Liu Xiahui who is still pregnant."
"Are you still feeling calm in your arms?"
An Qing's little hand slid down and touched a huge mass: "What is this? If it is really not a mess, what is it doing here?"
Yan Qi chuckled: "It also wants to chat with Qing'er."
An Qing blinked and slid off the shoulder strap: "If you want to have a pleasant chat, you have to go inside to chat. Hiding outside is not the way to treat guests. Come on, come in quickly."
Chatting with An Qing is a bit of a tease.
It was a cultured teasing, full of secret words and excitement.
Yan Qi couldn't stand An Qing's enthusiasm and initiative, so she had to endure the itching in her heart, took her clothes and put them on An Qing.
"Second brother, let's not go in and chat for now. What if someone breaks in?"
An Qing's beautiful eyes curved: "That maid knows what's going on, so she won't barge in."
Yan Qi said: "What if he is an ignorant person?"
An Qing listened to Yan Qi's painting and asked: "Brother Qi, could it be that...you discovered something?"
"Shh!"
Yan Qi pointed outside, lowered his voice, and whispered: "Listen, someone is coming in. There are three kinds of footsteps, there are three people."
An Qing hugged Yan Qi tightly, her heart beating wildly: "Is there anyone? I didn't hear any sound."
Yan Qi patted An Qing's chest: "What are you afraid of? I'm here. Put on your clothes quickly, I don't want you to be naked."
An Qing ran to put on clothes.
Yan Qi pointed to the door: "Someone is coming..."
After saying that, he straightened up.
Jumped up to the rafters.
The gentleman on the beam is blocked by the beam and no one can find him.
Yan Qi winked at An Qing: "Guess who is coming?"
An Qing asked: "Who?"
Yan Qidao: "You will know in a moment."
boom!
The door was kicked open all of a sudden.
Three masked men came in.
Bang!
The door closed again.
An Qing was very nervous just now, but Yan Qi was protecting her from the rafters, and she felt at ease, but still pretended to be panicked, and deliberately screamed: "Who, who are you?"
"Qing'er, don't you know who I am?"
One of the people in the middle took off his hijab.
An Qing's eyes were filled with anger: "Jie Sanjia, it turns out it's you."
Jie Sanjia laughed wildly: "Qing'er, I know you are lonely at night, so I came here to have fun with you."
An Qing looked at Xie Sanjia, filled with disappointment: "I didn't expect you to be such a dirty person. With the reputation of being the most talented person in the world, you actually behaved like a despicable hooligan. How could a dog eat up all your talents? ?"
Xie Sanjia said: "I don't care about that! Who made Yan Qi arrogant? I just want Yan Qi to taste my power. I want Yan Qi to know that if he offends me, he will get this result. His woman will not be able to escape from me. The palm of my hand, hahaha."
An Qing's face was serious: "There are many people in my house. If you leave now, I will not hold you accountable for what you did tonight."
Jie Sanjia laughed sarcastically: "Everyone in your house has been stunned by the incense. Who will find out?"
An Qing was shocked: "Aren't you afraid of Yan Qi?"
Jie Sanjia laughed wildly: "Yan Qi is drinking by the lake. He is so drunk that he has no ability to care about you? An Qing, An Qing, tonight, you can't escape from my grasp."
An Qing didn't expect Jie Sanjia to do such a thing. She gritted her teeth and said, "I didn't expect that after your complete defeat, you finally showed your innate dirty face. Under your gentle appearance, you hide your sinful heart." , full of poetry, but it is just used to disguise an ugly soul."
"Haha, well said, well said."
Xie Sanjia looked arrogant: "I am sinful and ugly, so what? I didn't want to be so ugly or sinful, but I can't get you! You forced me, Yan Qi forced me. "
"Now that I have torn off my disguise and want to do the most villainous thing, so what? Can Yan Qi come to save you? Haha, no. Tonight, you can't fly without wings."
Xie Sanjia took off his shirt while threatening An Qing.
Sudden.
A sarcastic voice came from Liang Shang: "With such a small body, you can tell he is a good guy at first glance."
"I'm a tough guy? Who dares to say I'm a tough guy?"
Jie Sanjia counterattacked casually, suddenly confused, searching the room: "Who? Who is talking? Who is talking?"
Suddenly he realized that it was Yan Qi's voice.
its not right.
Didn't Yan Qi get drunk by the lake?
Hallucination, is it hallucination?
Xie Sanjia shook his head vigorously and wanted to take off his clothes.
Yan Qi's voice came again: "A good thing is a good thing, a good thing will never make any difference in a lifetime."
"Who? Who is it? Who is pretending?"
Jie Sanjia was shocked and broke into a cold sweat.
No matter how hard I look, I can't find it.
Yan Qi unfastened his belt and urinated on the head of Sanjia Sanjia.
"Hey, why is it raining? Ah, it's urine. Who is peeing?"
Jie Sanjia's head was wet, and when he smelled it, there was a smell of urine, and he jumped away in shock.
He raised his head.
Only then did he realize that Yan Qi was sitting on the beam, having already fastened his belt, swinging his thighs, staring at him with a contemptuous smile on his face.
"Yan Qi? You..."
At that moment, Jie Sanjia was so frightened that he was scared to death: "You... aren't you drunk? Why are you here?"
Yan Qi jumped up and flicked the dust off his body: "I claim that I won't get drunk after a thousand cups, but why don't you ask me, have I ever been drunk?"
Xie Sanjia was dumbfounded: "So, you were just faking it?"
Yan Qi shrugged: "If I don't pretend to be drunk, how can I invite maggots into the urn?"
Jie Sanjia was scared and angry at the same time: "You are the maggot, you are the maggot..."
