179 “Zhao’s Daughter [NP]” Chapter 178

Chapter 177: Push the maid away and pour semen hard

Zhao Shuyu was bedridden more than half a month ago, and Zhao Muqing took care of her personally, never taking advantage of others.

When he was very tired, he took a rest in the penthouse outside, and when he woke up, he returned to Zhao Shuyu’s room to keep watch.

However, at this moment, Zhao Muqing’s voice came from the bed tent. Myolie was not too surprised, but she still had an inexplicable feeling.

After all, even though the second young master stayed in the young lady’s room a few days ago, he never slept in the young lady’s bed.

But Myolie is still young after all and has never seen anything between men and women.

There was no mother-in-law teaching this in the mansion. Although I felt that something was wrong, all doubts were dispelled in Zhao Muqing’s calm and calm voice.

Inside the bed tent, Zhao Muqing slowly pushed her lower abdomen and inserted her penis into her sister’s hole, while telling her little Xing’er to prepare hot water.

Xiao Xing’er had just fetched a basin of water for Zhao Shuyu to wash up in the morning, but Zhao Muqing said it was not enough.

Separated by a layer of bed tent, little Myolie couldn’t see the scene inside, but only noticed that the heavy bed tent was shaking slightly.

And she seemed to hear her own lady’s voice, a low nasal sound and slightly heavy breathing.

But after all, she was a bit young, so Xing’er didn’t think much about it, and went out to fetch water after complying with her master’s instructions.

When Zhao Muqing heard the door close, he quickly opened the brocade quilt, turned over and fell on top of Zhao Shuyu.

He held her legs up and rubbed those two big breasts.

Under her dim gaze, he held his penis to find the opening of the flower, and with a “puff” sound, he inserted it all the way in.

The crimson bed tent shook rapidly, and the wooden bed made a “creak” sound.

Zhao Muqing stared intently at Zhao Shuyu’s smoky, charming and somewhat aggrieved eyes. He kept pushing his butt down hard, thrusting hard and penetrating. Zhao Shuyu frowned, her mouth was slightly open, her lower abdomen was sore, and the flower heart in her hole was wide open.

“Second brother…ah…brother Mu Qing…”

Zhao Shuyu no longer knew what to say, and she muttered Zhao Muqing’s name randomly, like a drowning person asking for help.

Zhao Muqing’s eyes slowly moved from Zhao Shuyu’s confused face to the two breasts bouncing up and down, and finally landed on the intersection of their genitals.

The pink pussy had been penetrated by him until the core was red, and the two wet lips were red and swollen. They were pounded in and out by his meat stick, pulling out the tender flesh and a lot of white juice, which was extremely lustful.

And the upturned flower bead was even more congested, red and swollen. Zhao Muqing’s eyes grew hot when he saw it, and he loosened his breast to play with the nub.

“No, no…”

Zhao Shuyu whined, her little nub was sore and swollen from the rubbing, and waves of sharp itching rushed to her lower body.

Zhao Muqing only felt that the clenching of the shaft was getting tighter and tighter, and more and more water was inserted into it. He raised his head, closed his eyes and gasped hard. His lower abdomen was pounding uncontrollably, and his fingers were still rubbing the flower core.

“Ah… um… I can’t do it anymore…”

She was penetrated so hard that at the moment of her peak, Zhao Shuyu couldn’t help but scream out. The vagina kept twitching and twitching, making Zhao Muqing’s scalp numb, and she couldn’t help but ejaculate anymore.

The sperm gushed out, and early in the morning he poured another pot of concentrated semen into his young sister.

The meat stick blocked the hole tightly, and the big glans crushed the flower heart, and he was still reluctant to leave until the last small stream of semen was ejaculated.

When Xiao Xing’er returned to the room with another basin of hot water, she saw that the two of them had finished dressing.

But her young lady had wet eyes, bit her lip, and sat in front of the dressing table with a red face, looking at the man in the bronze mirror with some grievance.