Desire of Passing Through the Book

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Xunci's lips and nose were blocked by the soft and silky breast, and he couldn't breathe for a while.
    Chu Ruoting pressed his head hard.
    He was weak in body, struggled twice in vain, and his face turned red. Qi and blood surged, his throat was itchy, and his back coughed sharply.
    Xunci's throat pierced from coughing, hurriedly took out the medicine bottle from his arms, tremblingly poured out a handful and swallowed it in his mouth.
    Chu Ruoting was taken aback.
    "Are you okay?" She patted him on the back, hoping to make him feel better.
    The hand fell on his back, and the remaining warmth in her palm could be felt carefully in the darkness.
    The heart in Xunci's chest was beating wildly.
    Is she caring about herself?
    ……Even if she is eaten up by her, there will be no regrets in this life.
    The tip of Xun Ci's nose was sour, and he smelled a familiar fragrance. With a hot heart, his lips moved forward and pressed against the delicate skin of the woman's chest.
    Chu Ruoting was taken aback for a moment.
    Xun Ci couldn't see, he could only use his lips to search for her body. His lips were dry, rubbing the soft areola, and then holding a cherry pistil, the moist tongue tip licked, held it in his lips and sucked carefully.
    The tingling itch spread through the chest to the lower abdomen, and Chu Ruoting's legs became tight.
    Just when Chu Ruoting felt that his movements were too light, Xun Ci suddenly figured out something, swallowing breasts hungrily, licking both sides so that they were moist and full.
    He raised his hips high.
    Chu Ruoting wanted to try the effect of "Mei Sheng Jue" soon. He pulled down the waist of his trousers and released a swollen and thick penis. Spread his legs apart, his back pressed against his chest, and the water-drenching flower seams rubbed back and forth on his huge glans, until the genitals were all moisturized, then he sat down slowly.
    Xun Ci only felt that the avatar was swallowed by the warm and wet acupoints, tightly squeezing everything about him.
    Comfortably makes him want to call.
    Xun Ci didn't know if he could hug her, so he had to clasp the handle of the wheelchair firmly with both hands.
    Chu Ruoting's empty corridor was filled with his thick penis.
    She leaned on Xun Ci's arms, stepped on the wooden pedals of the wheelchair, covered her pale backs with her hands, her fingertips entwined.
    This posture is okay.
    Chu Ruoting moved up on him, his fleshy stalk puffed out from the pink hole. She gasped and threatened, "I will teach you a formula. If you can't remember, I will open your head immediately and eat your brain raw!"
    Xun Ci shook slightly.
    Fortunately, he has a good memory, and he has learned every sentence Chu Ruoting taught.
    Chu Ruoting twisted her waist, reminding him that he must recite the formula at all times. She found that she likes to be in control, and that the speed is controlled by herself. The flower path rubbed against the hard stick body, breaking the layers of mellow flesh, and the raised glans could just pierce her deep sensitivity. Chu Ruoting lost her eyes, listening to the depressed gasp of the man behind her, her hot breath spraying on the back of her neck, making her raise her hips back and forth faster.
    The wheelchair creaked.
    In the darkness, Xun Ci was as if returning to ten years ago. He and her are by the side of the Xuanhua Mountain small water pool, in the waterfall cave of the Qingjianzong, the close bond seems to be a spring dream. He couldn't help but dream about how that pink and tight hole would accommodate his hideousness, how he would withdraw it, and how he would not enter it... it was too lewd.
    After stretching back ten times, Chu Ruoting couldn't stand the irritation, curled up her toes, and leaned on Xun Ci's body, and bilge liquid came out.
    Xun Ci hadn't happened for a long time, and the penis was tightly clamped by the spasmodic passage, unable to hold the jingguan for an instant, and shuddered and shot in her body.
    He was reciting the formulas taught by Chu Ruoting incoherently, and he didn't know how many times Chu Ruoting would supplement him, and when he would kill him. Strangely, after being patched up, he didn't feel weak. Instead, a thin warm current passed through the place where the two were closely combined and converged to his decaying dantian, like a silk thread, slowly mending his broken tendons. pulse.
    Chu Ruoting raised her hand to check his pulse.
    The double cultivation method really worked.
    Not only can she improve her cultivation, but it can also heal the opponent's body.
    While Chu Ruoting was secretly happy, she became curious about "Meisheng Jue" again. Who is it that can develop such a heaven-defying technique?
    "Ruo Ting..."
    "What?"
    "I don't know if it's an illusion, I..." Xun Ci clenched his fist with his right hand and then loosened, loosened and clenched, "I feel like I have regained a lot of strength."
    Chu Ruoting When he got up, the penis stuck in the flower hole stuck to the body fluids of the two men and slid out.
    She turned her head to see Xun Ci's pale face showing red after the fact, and her heart moved, deliberately teasing him: "Yes, you are producing hallucinations. Let me pick up twice more, and you will produce hallucinations even more."
    Xun Ci was taken aback. .
    Chu Ruoting was amused by his stupid picture, reached out her hand to pick up his chin, and looked at it quietly.
    His eyes are always warm and square, and they are covered by the gray silk band at this time, and the thin lips under the bridge of the nose are particularly alluring.
    Chu Ruoting was puzzled. After spending many years with him, why didn't she feel that way before?
    Xun Ci was at a loss.
    Does it mean that she will kill and pickle up once to pick up?
    He whimpered his lips and was about to speak, when a piece of softness suddenly fell on his mouth.
    Xun Ci froze immediately, and even his breathing stopped.
    Chu Ruoting licked his lips and thought to herself, the first person she kissed when she was born again in this life was also a senior.
    Chu Ruoting did not reject the bitterness of cough medicine in his mouth. She rode back on his lap, sticking out her tongue, clinging to his shoulder, and actively sucking the tip of his tongue.
    The sound of rain outside the window, his lips are cold, just like the wet rainy season, dilapidated and weak in the cold.
    Chu Ruoting bit his lips and chin from time to time.
    His eyes were fixed on the Weigela.
    Chu Ruoting raised her hand and squeezed the end of the strap, trying to lift it up and look at his lost eyes.
    Xun Ci turned his face,
    grabbed her wrist, and begged, "...no." Chu Ruoting finally left him a trace of self-esteem.
    She sighed silently, and kissed his eyebrows through the tape.
    Xun kindly leaned back behind the wheelchair.
    The more he dodges, the more excited Chu Ruoting is.
    Push him directly on the wheelchair and kiss him, making his face drooling wet.
    Xun Ci: "..."
    Although he didn't know Chu Ruoting's evil ways, he was kissed by his beloved woman, and his desire to release soon rose again and posted her soggy Hanado.
    The stamens of the legs were rubbing back and forth on it, and the comfort brought by the contact with the sexual organs made his throat tighten.
    "Come in." He suddenly heard the woman say softly.
    Chu Ruoting sits down lightly and can bond with him. But she hopes that Xunci can take the initiative, and it can be regarded as rehabilitation in a certain sense?
    Xun Ci is not paralyzed. He can walk, but his legs will become weak after a few steps.
    He tried his best to find the wet hole in the center of his leg, stood up vigorously, and inserted half of it thick.
    Chu Ruoting clung to his neck, pressing her whole body on his naked chest.
    The penis is large and full of her, and the cells are swollen and numb.
    This time, without waiting for her to urge, Xun Ci panted and started to play with it slightly.
    It's tickle, but she can't wait to need more.
    Xunci heard her humming, unconsciously speeding up, hoping to satisfy her as much as possible. He groped with his hands in the darkness, holding on to her waist, faster and faster, and every bit fiercely penetrated to the deepest. Only then did he realize that it was not an illusion, but that he had really recovered a lot of strength, real strength.
    Chu Ruoting was constantly pushed by him, and the ultimate pleasure was like waves. She pressed on him, shook her head indiscriminately and groaned: "Stop...Stop..."
    Xun Ci didn't dare to move anymore.
    It seems like a firework lit is fleeting. Chu Ruoting pinched his shoulders dissatisfiedly, and complained, "Why stop?"
    Xun Ci didn't react yet: "You made me stop."
    Chu Ruoting was speechless.
    She had to encircle his neck and whispered: "...continue."
    Xun Ci tightened her jaw and pushed up her flooded flower hole more violently, and the glans squeezed and rubbed her head on the core. Gradually, Chu Ruoting's nectar flowed more and more, and she shuddered and groaned. The spring tide came up, and the end of the flower path was tightly covered, and as the exercises worked, Xun Ci's dry and dilapidated body was once again moisturized.
    Xun Ci is not a fool. He was deceived once, and he could be deceived a second time.
    He threw dozens of times with restraint, releasing white turbidity in her honey. Slightly slowing down the prolonged sentiment, she immediately asked in a
    dumb voice , "Ruo Ting, is there any weird technique in your practice? Why is the odd meridian and eight meridians slowly recovering after I was supplemented by you?" Chu Ruoting returned. Immerse yourself in the comfort.
    She closed her eyes, hung on Xunci's shoulders, and smiled softly like she did when she was a child: "Brother, I lied to you."
    In fact, there is nothing left to say.
    Chu Ruoting told him about the double healing technique of "Mei Sheng Jue", but Xun Ci was still a little worried. He is a sword cultivator who pays attention to enlightenment, open-mindedness, understanding, and calmness. Chu Ruoting's practice is too against the sky. This is not in line with the common sense of everything in the world, and should not be recognized by the way of heaven.
    He frowned and said his worries: "Everything will
    gain and lose. I'm afraid your technique will be backlashed in the future." Chu Ruoting's face was dark.
    She had also worried about it, but she couldn't figure it out and could only not think about it.
    "Don't worry, I won't squeeze you dry, and I won't eat your brains."
    Xun Ci helplessly said, "I didn't mean it, it's just..."
    "You're starting to be long-winded again."
    Chu Ruoting checked his pulse, and it seemed that she would have to come a few more times. She didn't want to waste time, she snapped a finger around the room to prevent people from prying eyes, and hugged Xun Ci from her wheelchair.
    Chu Ruoting is a distracted monk anyway. Although Xun Ci has broad body and long legs, she has been ill for many years, pale and thin, and it is not difficult to hold her in her arms.
    Xun Ci blushed and explained: "...I can go."
    Chu Ruoting did not hear.
    She just wanted to do him a few more times in her mind now.
    Throwing Xun Ci on the bed, Chu Ruoting stretched out her paw and rushed back on it.
    Xun Ci was suffering from the old ailments, and Chu Ruoting took the initiative several times before, and Chu Ruoting didn't care. Maybe this is because those who have the ability to work harder? When Xun Ci was gradually healed by the exercises, long-term Huanhao not only did not deprive him of his essence, but instead made him more and more courageous. He didn't want Chu Ruoting to despise and turn away from the guest. He pressed Chu Ruoting under her body, from the side for a while, from the back for a while, and for a while in his arms.
    Close to each other, but Xun Ci is still suffering from gains and losses, and can only pierce through the muddy flower hole fiercely, resisting death lingering.
    Chu Ruoting was dominated by desire, and he was simply arrogant.
    The rain outside the window stopped for some time, but the bed was already soaked.
    Xun Ci strongly kissed her slightly reddish lips, releasing her lust again. This time, he clearly noticed that the warm currents that wandered, all converged in the dantian, condensed into a round ball, emitting a faint golden light.
    A burst of thunder rolled over the horizon.
    Xun Ci sat up in shock, stroking his dantian with trembling hands, in disbelief.
    The long-lost full mana returns to the body...Is it illusion or true?
    Xun Ciyi still stretched out his right hand, and with a thought, the Taihe sword on the ground received the command of the master, and it flew up suddenly, and the hilt of the sword steadily fell in his palm.
    Xun Ci stretched out two fingers, from the tip of the sword to the tip of the sword, slowly feeling the icy cold iron on the pads of the fingers, flowing through the clear light, and wiping away the dust on the sword.
    The blade is like autumn frost, unparalleled edge.
    Chu Ruoting propped her face on her side, and the messy blue silk spread all over the bed. She lightly folded her slender legs and asked with a smile, "Is there anything you want to tell me?"
    She guessed that Xun Ci must be grateful, and then she started nagging and chattering again.
    Xun Ci's words don't know where to start.
    He held a sword in his right hand, and explored in the darkness with his left hand. I first touched a strand of her slippery hair, then followed her round shoulders, stroked her beautiful neck, and landed on the side of her cheeky face.
    Chu Ruoting did not brush away his hand.
    Xun Ci just wanted to tell her a word, gently but firmly said: "The sword in the palm of Taihe, the sweetheart in front of her."