"Wu wu …" Qu Feiyan struggled to push away the hands on her head, covered her mouth and ran to the side to retch. That one had gone in too deep.
"I really don't know if he's playing dumb or pretending to be stupid!" Qu Feiyan turned around and glared at Song Qingshu. Seeing that his eyes were still unfocused, she did not know where to vent her anger.
"Hehe ~" Zhong Ling on the side laughed, "It seems that Brother Song likes you to help him."
"Hmph, I've already taught you everything, now it's time for you to do it yourself." Thinking of the full feeling in her mouth just now, Qu Feiyan felt that her legs were a little weak, feeling that she had made a very wrong decision.
"But I'm afraid …" Zhong Ling carefully glanced at Song Qingshu's waist, and suddenly shrank back in fright, looking at Qu Feiyan pitifully. "Since you've already … kissed him, why don't we do a good deed to the end and continue kissing?" As she spoke, her eyes revealed a hint of a smile.
Qu Feiyan was stunned for a moment, then immediately reacted. "Wow, so you've been tricking me all along! In any case, I won't continue to help him like I did just now. If you have the heart to watch your Big Brother Song explode and die, then just wait and see. "Finished speaking, he angrily moved a stool over and sat down.
Thinking about putting that hideous thing in her mouth, the reserved young girl made Zhong Ling hesitate. She looked at Qu Feiyan eagerly. "Can I use my hands?"
Qu Feiyan almost spat out the tea in her mouth. She looked at her in surprise. "You even know this? I'm afraid you were laughing at me just now. " Thinking that she thought she was as pure as a piece of white paper, and had no choice but to teach her step by step … mouth by mouth, Qu Feiyan's face suddenly became a little ugly.
"When I was young, I was playful and inadvertently saw my mother doing that for my father, so …" Zhong Ling's face was so red that water was about to drip out.
"Then go quickly, he seems to be unable to hold on any longer." Hearing Song Qingshu's gradually heavy breathing, for some reason, Qu Feiyan felt that her own voice was also trembling.
Zhong Ling stuttered as she came to the bedside, and mimicked Qu Feiyan, kneeling down. She gently rolled up her sleeves, revealing two pure white and flawless white wrists. She shakily stretched out her hands, holding them in her hands, and clumsily put them on.
Qu Feiyan watched from the side, only to feel that her whole body was getting hotter and hotter, a layer of fragrant sweat had soaked the clothes inside. She could not help but slightly loosen her collar, and asked somewhat anxiously, "Ling 'er, is it useful?"
At this time, Zhong Ling's temples were also covered with a layer of fine sweat. Song Qingshu's entire body was burning hot, and Zhong Ling's exposed skin seemed to be able to feel the waves of heat coming from his body. Smelling his body odor, Zhong Ling not only did not feel annoyed, but instead felt somewhat excited. When she heard Qu Feiyan's question, her voice trembled as she answered, "Feifei, quickly come and help me, my hands are so sore."
"Don't you still have a mouth?" Although Qu Feiyan said it with a hint of schadenfreude, she still could not help but twitch.
She stood up and walked over.
When she heard Qu Feiyan's words, Zhong Ling seemed to be possessed by a demon. She was stunned for a moment, and then really buried her head.
"En ~" Song Qingshu let out a long sigh of satisfaction, which gave Qu Feiyan a fright. She looked at Zhong Ling in surprise, with a look of disbelief, "You really … really …"
"Wu wu ~" Zhong Ling's head was like a chicken pecking at rice, making waves of meaningless ravings. Looking at the scene in front of her, Qu Feiyan's limbs went weak, and she suddenly collapsed to the side of the bed.
"Cough cough!" After the time it took for a stick of incense to burn, Zhong Ling seemed to be choking, gasping for breath, pointing downwards, "I can't hold on any longer, you take my place first."
Qu Feiyan's eyes seemed to be about to seep out water. She made a sound like a mosquito, and supported herself with her elbows as she crawled over.
After an unknown period of time, the depressed voices of two young girls sounded in the room:
"He's not healed yet, my mouth is numb."
"Me too, almost can't close it."
…
At this time, the strange voice sounded in the air again: "The Joy Zen Technique cultivates the two energies of Yin and Yang. You are opportunistic, making his lonely yang not grow, so naturally it is useless. It's almost time, if you don't really eliminate the Undeserved Fire in his body, I'm afraid he will soon turn into ashes. "
"You old pervert, how dare you peek, I … I …" Qu Feiyan rested her head on Song Qingshu's thigh. Her dress was already soaked with sweat, as if she had just climbed out of the water, and even her curses seemed weak.
"Are you a human or a ghost?" Zhong Ling was afraid, but her voice was still extremely sweet.
"I was just worried, so I used my Qi to check. I won't check again later. Whether he lives or dies is up to the two ladies. Hahahaha ~ Willow waist pulse strong in spring, cherry mouth slightly panting; starry eyes hazy, fine sweat drops a hundred fragrances; rain clouds scattered, weak body shameful; tender flowers can't help but twitch, the spring wind hasn't stopped … Young master is really lucky, really lucky … "The voice became softer and softer, and finally dissipated in the air.
The two girls looked at each other: "What is that fraud chanting?" "I don't know, it sounds weird."
…
The room fell into a strange silence, and finally Qu Feiyan spoke first: "Do you want to do it or should I?"
Zhong Ling looked at her in surprise: "Didn't you just say you don't want to do it?"
"I've already thought it through. Anyway, Master has already given me to him, sooner or later I will be his woman, so I might as well save his life now." Qu Feiyan felt as if her whole body was about to melt into water, and at this moment, she urgently needed a strong arm to lean on.
"Why didn't you say so earlier!" Zhong Ling also felt unbearably hot, "Just now I already did that for him … for him, how can I marry in the future?"
"If you don't say it, and I don't say it, who will know?"
Qu Feiyan couldn't help but twitch.
"But I know myself, Brother Song and I have already done such a thing, how can I marry another man?" For a moment, Zhong Ling felt that Qu Feiyan was particularly annoying.
"Then …" Qu Feiyan pondered for a moment, and when she opened her mouth, it was earth-shattering, "Then let's do it together?"
"What? You … you … you! " Zhong Ling's face was after all too tender, and she really couldn't digest the information in her words. She felt that Qu Feiyan was indeed worthy of being an evil cult witch, even such … shameful words could come out of her mouth.
"What, you don't want to?" Qu Feiyan pursed her lips, her eyes curved up, and her smile was exceptionally proud, "I am willing, if you come to save Gongzi, I will save him together with you. If I come to save Gongzi, I will also welcome you to join, think about it? "
The two girls were very close at this time. Although Zhong Ling felt that Qu Feiyan was annoying, but her breath smelled like orchids, and the breath in her mouth was still quite pleasant. Listening to her words becoming more and more explicit, Zhong Ling couldn't stand it anymore, "You save him yourself!" After saying that, she stood up and ran out. After a few steps, she felt her legs go soft, and suddenly fell to the ground.
"You're not allowed to look ~" Qu Feiyan revealed a trace of a victorious smile, raised her head, and looked at Song Qingshu's determined face, and for a moment, she was a little dazed.
Not knowing why, looking at his dry and almost chapped lips, Qu Feiyan had an urge to kiss him. She felt that her whole body was already full of water, and it was just right to moisten his thirsty self … As she thought about it, she hooked her arms around his neck, and slowly moved her mouth over.
Zhong Ling climbed up from the ground with the help of a stool at the side, sat on it, and turned around. Out of sight, out of mind. Hearing the rustling sound coming from behind her, her heart was extremely annoyed, as if her most beloved toy had been snatched away by someone else.
With a bang, it seemed that two people had fallen together. Zhong Ling resisted the urge to turn back, and tightly clenched her hands, her lips slightly trembling.
"En ~" The man and woman let out a captivating sound at the same time. Zhong Ling's tears dripped down, and her heart was filled with hatred: "As expected of the demonic witch of the Demonic Sect, she's not even ashamed to call me that."
"Squeak squeak …" There was a rather rhythmic sound coming from the bed. The woman's coquettish low moans, the man's low and deep roars, like the wind and sand, entwined together, it was hard to distinguish which was in front and which was behind.
Zhong Ling couldn't bear it anymore, and struggled to stand up. Although her legs were weak, she still resolutely walked out. She needed to find a quiet place to calm her surging emotions.
The distance of a few meters seemed so long to move. When Zhong Ling's hand finally touched the door, Qu Feiyan's voice came over intermittently: "Sister Ling 'er, don't … go, quickly come over and help … help me, I … can't take it anymore."
Zhong Ling secretly spat, "Pei, it's you who volunteered to … save Brother Song, why are you looking for me? What's more, you're a demon.
How could I not be able to take it? "After saying that, her whole body heated up. She couldn't believe that such bold words would come out of her own mouth.
"Brother Song, be gentle ~" Qu Feiyan's sobbing voice came over, repeatedly begging for mercy, "My good sister, it's my fault, I shouldn't have snatched Young Master from you just now, but I really can't take it anymore, I don't know what the hell Young Master is practicing, it's too … torturous, I really can't take it alone … Ah ~"
Zhong Ling was startled by this sudden cry. Looking back, she saw Qu Feiyan under Song Qingshu with a half satisfied and half pained expression, looking at her pitifully, and said weakly: "Sister Ling 'er, save me …"
Zhong Ling's face was gloomy, she bit her lips and hesitated for a long time, and finally said: "I can save you, in the future when we follow Young Master, I'll be the elder sister, and you'll be the younger sister."
"Okay, okay, okay, sister, quickly come and help me …" Qu Feiyan hurriedly nodded.
Zhong Ling slowly moved to the bedside with a red face, but before she could speak, she was pulled down by a strong arm.
"Ah!" Zhong Ling exclaimed, and a heavy body pressed down on her. The girl's reserve made her struggle subconsciously, but Song Qingshu's strength at this time was too great. After a moment, she closed her eyes, twisted her body, and gently cooperated with his movements.
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