Chapter 122： Kitchen play phoenix (1) (1/2)

Since the two had had close contact, Qin Keqing has gradually become fond of such a young, honest and reliable little uncle, since her husband died, she has been in a nightmare, she finally in Lin Tianlong's love Get rid of the trouble, even if the mood is painful, as long as Lin Tianlong's phone call, she can calm down and sleep.

After a hot hug and kiss, the breathless Qin Keqing lifted the weak pink arm and tried to push Lin Tianlong. The red face was covered with a layer of redness, and a happy smile hung on the face.

”Dragon, hehe... still cooking...”

Qin Keqing, who was kissed by Lin Tianlong in the snow neck, was soft and whispered with a hint of shame.

”Ok.”

Lin Tianlong had a sigh of relief, and he took a hand and pulled down a button in Qin Keqing's top. The tongue broke into the pink, fragrant and delicate woman fragrance, which made him want to go crazy.

”Dragon, don't... don't... ah! Rice, rice... meal is over...”

The smell of a burning paste came from far away. Qin Keqing, who was in a fascinating mood, immediately gripped a pair of slender long, round and slippery legs, resisting Lin Tianlong’s already full-fledged, plump and white The entangled fingers of the jade buttocks, the deep and sensitive strands in the hips and crevices, the refreshing pleasure brought by the friction, let her sigh gently.

I was working hard, and I tried to use my fingers to hook down Qin Keqing’s **** lace Lin Tianlong’s ambiguous “hmm”, and then tried to use the tongue to open the lace bra wrapped in plump and delicate, no time at all. The problem of paying attention to the meal is that he did not burn the rice at the root and linked it to what he is doing now.

Over time, the smell of charred rice is getting stronger and stronger, the smell of light in the air is spreading, and the men and women who are tightly embracing each other are getting stronger and stronger.

The buttons of Qin Keqing's outerwear have already been untied. The shirts don't know when the buttons are untied three. The **** and towering, snowy and creamy black lace bra, a touch of delicate, sturdy and firm blush is being forested. Tianlong is contained in his mouth, smashing and smashing, sucking and biting, and the other side is round and snowy, and the swelled jade milk is also in his big hands with a burning scent, squeezing and transforming into various attractive shapes.

The **** lace death in the tulle skirt has been rudely pulled by Lin Tianlong to the snow-white round, fat and handsome under the hip, in his deep groove buttocks, his slender fingers are gently rubbing The delicate and delicate sleek, smothered the drop of the wet beads, rubbed between her legs.

Lin Tianlong had a shortness of breath, and his nose was thick. The huge hot giants also hardened on the sleek, narrow belly of Qin Keqing, and rubbed hysterically.

”Bell...bell...bell...”

At this time, the rushing telephone ringing sounded, awakening the confused and confused thoughts of men and women who were deeply immersed in the ocean.

Qiao Qiao seems to be a cloud of fire in the sky, Qin Keqing shyly shouted, I do not know where to come from the strength, struggling to open the angry Tian Tianlong.

Qin Keqing stood up and couldn't take care of the messy clothes. He rushed to the phone, plump and towering, round and round, soft and white, full of flesh and blood, swaying out of the temptation of milk waves.

But this took two or three steps, the pink knees suddenly soft, the soft and weak snowy and delicate body almost fell on the carpet, obviously the previous passion, the desire, the emotional sequela, let her legs Powerless, no effort to walk.

Lin Tianlong’s eyes were fast, and he reached out and held the soft and beautiful body that Qin Keqing was about to fall. He lifted the full-faced mature woman to the sofa, opened the purse, picked up the non-stop mobile phone, but his heart was secretly This **** phone didn’t come early, it’s not coming late, but it’s not the time to come.

”Oh, sister, you didn't pick up my phone...”

Qin Keqing picked up the phone and took a few deep breaths. He calmed his heartbeat and even apologized. ”Yeah, today is busy, you know, isn't it a miracle created by Tianlong's electrotherapy plaster?”

Qin Keqing gently twisted the smooth and fat, handsome and fragrant buttocks, and chatted with her sister Qin Xiaoxiao on the phone, but almost did not let Lin Tianlong spray on the spot.

You know, she is now tired of Lin Tianlong's arms, the round and white, plump and beautiful buttocks constantly rubbing his big fire dragon that has not yet died.

Lin Tianlong secretly annoyed, this is the most uncomfortable suffering in the world, when men are not easy.

”Oh, no, my meal is burnt, don't say it, don't say it, sister, I hang up...”

At this time, I remembered that my rice was still on the stove. I am afraid that the water has already been boiled, and the rice is cooked into a casserole. Qin Keqing screamed and hurriedly hang up the phone.

Qin Keqing bit his lip, struggling to stand up from Lin Tianlong's thigh, and then in his slightly disappointed eyes, three steps and two steps, hurriedly rushed into the already bursting black smoke Kitchen.