Although Chen Shaobai has no blood on her face, her eyes are bright and frightening.

Hearing this, Miao Yuqin’s heart rejoiced, and a little deep red between the eyebrows seemed to be more and more clear.
"I will say something nice to coax me."
Chen Shaobai smiled and shook his head, closed the window and pointed to the well-made bed. "It’s getting late, you should rest first."
"I’m tired of practicing later. I’ll sleep on the bench, just in time to exercise my jǐng sleep."
Miao Yuqin’s hand was stiff when she was rubbing a hot towel.
Half a ring, she blushed and said in a mosquito-like voice, "Let’s share the bed today."
"What?"
Chen Shaobai has heard the words of Miao Yuqin clearly, but some can’t believe it.
Having lived together for more than ten years, Chen Shaobai knows the xìng case of Miao Yuqin better than anyone else.
Although she is gentle and obedient to him, she is particularly persistent in some aspects. Although they live together, they have never kissed until now, let alone the matter of men and women.
"Let’s share the same bed today. The bench is cold and hard, which hurts our health." Miao Yuqin raised the volume a little, but it still sounded like a mosquito.
Although she deliberately weakened her tone, Chen Shaobai still recognized a trace of nervousness and shame in her trembling voice.
Looking at Miao Yuqin’s face as white as a peeled egg, a trace of crimson floated up, and Chen Shaobai picked it from the corner of his mouth, revealing the ambiguous god Se: "Ok, you go to sleep first, and I’ll practice the sword again."
Miao Yuqin hastily finished washing, only had time to take off the outermost coarse linen, and then crawled into bed like a frightened deer and curled up.
Although her movements were quick, chūn Shaobai was still keen to capture the whiteness of her sweet shoulder, which made her heart turbulent and her body gradually hot and dry.
He suddenly felt that the coarse linen not only didn’t play the role of any decoration, but covered up a lot of the posture of the Miao language piano, and the clothes that had long been used to it became an eyesore.
"Over the years and I together, it is bitter seedlings. Girls of this age should wear the most beautiful clothes and eat the most delicious food. "
"Never let her suffer any more in the future."
Love in my heart strengthened Chen Shaobai’s belief in pursuing strength, so Yu Wang gradually calmed down.
He slowly drew out his dream sword and waved it slowly and silently indoors.
An hour later, Chen Shaobai felt familiar with this newly acquired heavy bronze sword, and suddenly gave birth to a feeling of getting along with each other for many years. Although he didn’t reach the point of bossing around, he wouldn’t be biased again.
If someone provokes him like Zhao Zongjie, the end is just a dead word.
After practicing the sword, Chen Shaobai’s whole body’s qi and blood surged and flowed to the skeleton of her limbs. Although she didn’t sweat, her face became ruddy gradually.
The beating of the heart becomes more powerful.
Feel your body like coated with lubricating oil generally relaxed many, Chen Shaobai not only no joy, but frowned slightly, corners of the mouth outline a little cold ao radian.
"Cheng wei, you are also in the city of osmanthus? This revenge, I will definitely find you to calculate slowly. "
When Ri was in the autumn magic spring for a fruit between grandparents and grandchildren, Chen Wei suddenly shot and exploded Chen Shaobai’s heart. Although he had gas therapy to repair it, it also left an indelible sequela.
The damaged heart pulse and insufficient blood pumping often make him look pale, just like an overindulgent wan ku. This is an elusive meridian injury, and even though the gas therapy is mysterious, it is powerless.
As for why this sequela broke out after a month, Chen Shaobai didn’t know, and he was too lazy to pursue it.
Because he knows how to repair the defect.
"It is recorded in" Jilei "that when the swordsmanship is practiced to the magical power and enters the realm of swordsmen who hold swords in all directions, they can cooperate with meditation to carry qi and blood, so as to nourish and repair meridians."
Chen Shaobai’s fencing has just started now. Even though his understanding of fencing is extremely amazing and his qualifications are superior, he can’t do it overnight.
This requires long-term cultivation to accumulate, and it also needs to compete with experts to increase knowledge and experience.
Slowly withdraw the sword from the dark blue Se shark skin sheath. Chen Shaobai takes off his clothes and looks at the Miao language piano curled up like a baby. He gently lifts the sheets …
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Chapter 10 Home Furnishing Muxi City
As soon as he lifted the sheets, Chen Shaobai felt a faint fragrance of his virgin, and J: ng did it one brace up.
Lying on the bed, he felt the body of Miao Yuqin heating up gradually, becoming as hot as a chest heater.
"Xiao Nizi is not asleep yet."
Chen Shaobai held out his hand with a snigger, put it around the waist of Miao Yuqin, and put it on her lower abdomen with a hot palm.
A slight trembling came from Miao Yuqin. Perhaps she had never been in contact with a man so intimately, and her body suddenly became stiff.
Out of Chinese-style chest covering, Chen Shaobai Yu looked up, and his palm moved up slowly, touching a hot and greasy thing in the world. Influenced by countless island films, he naturally knows what he touches.
Miao Yuqin’s chest is not very big, but Chen Shaobai feels very comfortable in his hand.
This is the first time that he has touched the girl’s part since he lived for two generations.
A stream of hot air rose from the lower abdomen, which stood on the back of Miao Yuqin like a pestle, and his hand gently rubbed and caressed, and Chen Shaobai gently tilted Miao Yuqin’s face.
Just as he was about to put his face together, he saw a pair of watery and pure eyes, and the evil thoughts in his mind suddenly turned into shame.
But now, after all, when Chen Shaobai was young, upright and soft-blooded, although he was ashamed, he was still carried away by hormones, accelerated the rubbing action and rolled over and rode up.
The girl’s skin is as white as an ox’s m: I, and the yang on her legs is getting harder and harder.
"Brother Bai, didn’t you say you would have sex when I grew up?"
Miao Yuqin’s sweet voice, like an oriole, was introduced to my ears. Chen Shaobai Yu looked down.
"Miao Miao just turned thirteen!"
See each other that haven’t fully grown up face and body, Chen Shaobai refers to a sword, thrust at his neck wind pool point.
The head of the sea is clear, and Yu looks down.
"I’m sorry … you’re so beautiful, I can’t help it."
See Chen Shaobai to his own mind, see his humbled appearance, Miao language jean blinked watery eyes, the eyebrows a little deep red also appear dim, some could not bear to heart.