The Male Gods Seem To Be All Villains (MTL) [COMPLETED]

291-295

✨ CHAPTER 291 ✨

Shen Lingzhi dreamed that she was eating mint-flavored heated pudding, but she couldn't swallow the pudding no matter what, she could only taste the juice. Omg, the pudding is quiet!

　　

She was startled.

　　

In front of him was an enlarged handsome face, with rough edges and corners, and a particularly high nose bridge. He pressed lightly on her, the quilt was held high by him, and his wet and hot lips were sucking her hotly, grinding her into a fiery sensation.

　　
It took her brain a few seconds to react.

　　

"Brother..."

　　

She was about to push him, but he grabbed her hands and said, "Don't move, your hand has just been changed."

　　

"Then don't..." Pressing on her so openly, she is so good ! But for some reason, if she said this to her brother, she would have the sin of contradicting her elders, and her aura instantly weakened. "...Someone will come in."

　　

"No, the door is locked."

　　

This implies that the surname means too much. Qiang, Shen Lingzhi couldn't help but think that the last time she was fucked by her brother was like incontinence, the sheets were wet and the whole person burned, and she couldn't tell if it was shame or irritation.

　　
"Do you know how long you've slept?"

　　

"Huh?"

The conversation turned a little too fast, and she couldn't keep up.

　　

"You slept all day."

　　

"..."

　　

That was indeed a long time.

　　

"I went to consult Master He Qian, and he told me that if you get sick and injured, you will lose your Qi, right?"

　　

"Yes... that's right."

The man had already taken off her pants, and his rough palms were wrapped round. Her buttocks, the subwoofer drilled into her eardrums, "I'll help you take care of your body and rest, lie down and don't move, brother just rubbing, don't go in."

　　
It turned out that she wanted to treat her... Shen Lingzhi said no. Disappointed or relieved.

　　
Pillows were placed under her bare hips.

　　

The elder brother took off his clothes, revealing his well-defined texture lines. She saw the high crescent neck raised under his tight abdominal muscles, with a magnificent and powerful outline, his face was hot, and she hurriedly looked away.

　　
The warm, still front armpit dripped onto her moon pedicle, her legs were bent and separated, and there was a huge round stone pressing against her private parts.

　　
It's my brother's ghost.

　
　
Even after so many surname incidents, every time her brother was close, she still felt a shudder.