[R18] Dali Temple.Qing (Shuangjie solves the case 1v1) – “Dali Temple. Qing (Shuangjie solves the case 1v1)” Chapter 44 Broken Porcelain (H) [English]

Oh my god…

Lin Wanqing was about to be driven crazy by such a scene…

She even suspected that the man behind her was not Su Moyi at all, maybe he was wearing a Su Moyi mask…

Zhou Yipu?

“Well…”

The flower grotto was penetrated deeply again, and her wandering thoughts returned to their original place. Lin Wanqing heard the man behind her whisper: “Don’t think too much.”

Lin Wanqing: “…”

Okay, I almost forgot that Mr. Su has the ability to read minds.

But she was really fucked too hard. If she continued like this, she felt that her legs and feet would become weak even when she walked in the next few days.

So Lin Wanqing, who had never been afraid of power and refused to compromise, finally turned her head and kissed the man’s ear, softly begging for mercy, “Sir… don’t, don’t fuck me anymore… hurry up, fuck me…”

The man’s body was obviously shaking uncontrollably.

Seeing that this move was effective, Lin Wanqing quickly pursued the victory. While clamping her flower grotto, she continued in a trembling voice: “My lord fucked you too hard. I, I can’t stand it…”

Su Moyi groaned and accelerated.

He’s strong arms are full of muscles. He holds her legs and lifts her up. When he puts them down, he loosens his hands and pushes up with his waist and abdomen.

Under the influence of these two factors, Lin Wanqing soon reached another climax.

Su Moyi still showed no signs of ejaculation.

“Sir…” Lin Wanqing’s voice was almost tinged with tears, “Sir, stop interfering… please spare me…”

The softer she is, the harder he thrusts.

At the end of the fucking, Lin Wanqing could only cry and beg with a trembling voice: “Sir, have mercy on me… um… please don’t, sir… please have mercy on me…”

With each charming soft moan, Su Moyi finally reached the critical point.He thrust heavily several times, and finally suppressed the desire to growl and grunted a few times.

The eye of the horse pressed against the flower heart of the cervix, and the thick semen shot into her small uterus one after another, making her climax again.

When everything calmed down again, the tight flower grotto was already full.

Even before Su Moyi could pull himself out, the thick semen and spring water were flowing out along the tight hole.

Lin Wanqing calmed down her breathing and felt dizzy.In the dim light, Su Moyi seemed to lean over and kiss her.

He seemed to be calling her “Qingqing” in her ear, with a lingering and gentle tone.

He’s hot chest was pressed against her sweaty back, and under the dim moonlight, he held her tightly.

“Qingqing…”

“Qingqing…”

Qingqing.

That was a name that only her closest family members would call her.

Hearing it again after so many years, she suddenly felt like crying.

Lin Wanqing felt as if she was finally no longer alone.

The chest of the man behind her was hot, and the arm surrounding her was as warm as the sun.

The warmth at this moment made her nostalgic.

But she also understands that there are some things that Lin Wanqing, who drank “Confused Heart”, can think about, but she cannot.

Tonight, I was indeed outrageous.

But people always become greedy after getting it.

What if, she confessed her life experience to Su Moyi.Is it possible that Su Moyi will choose to believe her?

If Su Moyi believes her, is there any possibility?After everything is put into place and the Xiao family’s grievances are cleared, can she be with him openly as the daughter of the Xiao family…

Lin Wanqing raised her head as her thoughts were turbulent.

The moonlight is clear and quiet tonight, but someone’s heart can no longer calm down.

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In the early morning, a ray of light fell from the corner of Qian’s screen window, and the gentle morning breeze stirred the bed curtain.

The sunlight dazzled her eyes, and Lin Wanqing woke up.

His consciousness has not returned yet, but the soreness all over his body is already revealing the absurdity of last night.

She was stunned for a moment, grabbed the brocade quilt on her body and turned over – the position beside her was empty.

There was a moment of trance, she stretched out her hand, and all she found was a piece of coldness under the folds.Lin Wanqing stood up and rubbed her groggy head, suspecting that she just had a weird dream last night.

“Are you awake?” The deep, magnetic male voice was slightly hoarse.

The fingertips that touched the brocade quilt trembled. Lin Wanqing lowered her eyes and said between her breaths, “Well…”

The two of them just stood and sat in silence.

No need to look, Lin Wanqing also knew what state Mr. Su was in now.

He must have had a face that was so red it could bleed, and he was clenching his fists pretending to be calm, and maybe he didn’t even dare to look at her.

It’s helpless to say that Mr. Su under the bed always looks so serious and shy.Lin Wanqing always couldn’t help but feel guilty when she faced him.

I don’t know who was holding her waist last night, using soft and hard tactics, coaxing and coaxing her again and again…

And the man standing blankly in front of the bed was indeed so nervous that his palms were sweating.I saw her lowering her head and not speaking for a long time, thinking that he was too harsh last night and made her cry several times, which made her unhappy.

So he had to pretend to put his fist to his lips, clear his throat, turn around and bring a bowl of warm red dates and longan soup from the table.

“You…” Su Moyi had never spoken to anyone so nervously, and now she felt like her tongue was about to get tied up.

Lin Wanqing raised his head and saw a bowl of soup appearing in front of him.The hand holding it had blue veins popping out and was shaking non-stop.

She lowered her head, a smile appeared at the corners of her mouth unconsciously, and a long sweet feeling filled her heart.

“I haven’t washed up yet…” She murmured, “Bring me some clothes from the cabinet.”

“Oh…” Mr. Su was so obedient for the first time. He obediently put down the soup in his hand and turned around to get some clothes for Lin Wanqing.

After cleaning up, Lin Wanqing finally felt that she was in order, put on her embroidered shoes and walked to the table to start drinking soup.

Su Moyi found a book somewhere and pretended to lean against her and read with her head buried in it.

The ladle collided with the porcelain bowl, making a crunching sound.

Lin Wanqing held the porcelain bowl and suddenly said: “Sir… you, um… do you know that the three divisions will interrogate?”

“Shua-”

Su Moyi’s hand while turning the book paused, and a pair of surprised eyes appeared from behind the page. She frowned and said in a deep voice: “Lin Wanqing, I am the real minister of Dali Temple, not a dandy from Shengjing. If I don’t even know about the interrogation of the three divisions, wouldn’t it be a big joke to be an official in the court?”

“Oh…” Lin Wanqing responded perfunctorily and immersed herself in drinking soup.

After a moment, she said again: “Do you think, sir, there will be unjust cases in the cases that will be tried by the three divisions?”

“Unjust case?” Su Moyi was startled, put down the book in his hand and said, “Whether it is an unjust case or not, what does it have to do with how it was tried?”

“Oh…”

“What?” Su Moyi slowly turned to her and asked softly.

Lin Wanqing paused, looking away from he, looking at the bowl of soup in his hand, and continued to ask: “Then…does your Excellency know Princess Anyang?”

Unexpectedly, there was no response from his side for a while.

She suddenly had a bad premonition, and the porcelain ladle hit the mouth of the bowl, making a harsh sound.

Lin Wanqing looked back blankly, only to see he also lowered his eyes to look at her, his eyes dim.

After a while, Su Moyi’s soft yet deep voice came.

“She is my grandma.”

“哐啷──”

The hand holding the soup bowl was empty.

The white porcelain fell to the ground and shattered.

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If you forget who Princess Anyang belongs to, please go back to Chapter 29!

Fulfilled my promise to finish the meat on the weekend!Please call me “model worker”!