Chapter 522： Red spider love picks up mom (2/2)

Huang Yurong stared straight at the door, and the rain outside was blown in by the wind. There was a chill, and the thunder burst, making Huang Xiaorong very worried about the safety of his son Lin Tianlong, squatting, thinking in his heart: For myself, Tianlong is so desperate, really a good boy! If Li Qing is like me, it will be fine.”

Soon, Lin Tianlong went back and returned. He held a small grass in his hand. It was all rainwater. When Huang Rongrong came back, Tianlong came back and hurriedly got up to welcome him. He took the shirt he had already dried. Tianlong wiped the rain, and his mouth said: ”How can you go out without wearing a piece of clothing? If I get sick, how can I explain it to you!”

Lin Tianlong’s smile, sly not talking, deepened the trust of the godmother Huang Rongrong, the two stood face to face, the outline of the pretty mother’s sketching, the rain on the head could not be wiped, Huang Rongrong I have to pick up my toes, and the white lotus-like white son is so close to Lin Tianlong’s eyes.

Lin Tianlong couldn't help it. When the dry mother Huang Xiaorong wiped it, she eagerly said: ”Daddy, I will give you this herb first. If it doesn't work, you are uncomfortable. It is estimated that you have to **** the poisonous water. come out!”

When Huang Rongrong heard it, he still sucked it out. He suddenly became flustered and didn't dare to continue thinking about it. He said: ”Then apply the medicine first!”

Lin Tianlong was very disciplined when applying the medicine to Huang Rongrong and the thigh. His face was also full of worry and dignity, so that Huang Xiaorong also had some heart. The poison of this spider is really so powerful?

Ten minutes later, Huang Rongrong’s wounds began to itch. It was tolerable at first, but it became more and more serious. Huang Rongrong bit his lip, his face was red, and his legs were involuntarily rubbing back and forth. Lin Tianlong I kept looking at it, but I didn’t say it. He was waiting for Huang Xiaorong to ask for himself.

After another five minutes, Huang Xiaorong couldn’t hold it anymore. It’s not working at all. It’s only aggrieved: “Dragon, my wounds are hard to bear! It’s not toxic!”

Lin Tianlong pretended to check the model and seriously said: ”Chou Rong, my mother, this wound is troublesome. Just two spiders are estimated to be adult, and the toxicity is great. This herb has limited effect. It is not good, you can't reach it. Let the son wash it out for you!”

”Ah? Tianlong, do you really want to **** it out? But, but...”

Although Huang Yurong is afraid that the poison of the spider will make him disabled in the next half of his life, but his own son Tianlong is exposed to the sensitive part of the body, but his heart is somewhat unacceptable.

”No, but I am trying to treat you. I don't care about these festivals. You must not spend the rest of your life in a wheelchair. I tell you, it is said that there was an educated youth here. I was bitten by the red widow and I was not treated in time. Now I am still squatting!”

Lin Tianlong’s agitation of the wind ignited.

Huang Rongrong thought backwards, one side was worried, the other side was fear, and the pretty face was uncertain. Finally, fear still prevailed.

”Dragon, can you close your eyes when you suck, I, I am nervous!”

”Okay, good, godmother, quickly separate the legs, or it's too late!”

Lin Tianlong fell down in front of the dry mother Huang Xiaorong, let her open the legs that were tightly clamped, and the long legs with slender and greasy legs were so trembled, Huang Rongrong blocked himself by hand. The hidden, but the leaking spring can not stop.

Lin Tianlong pressed two rough and strong palms on the inside of the thighs of the dry mother Huang Huangrong's white tender, and opened it with a strong tongue, and slammed into the territory that Huang Rongrong never had except for her husband Guo Liqing.

”Don't...Dragons...” Huang Xiaorong was still sitting upright, but when she saw the young and strong body of the younger son, Tianlong, the muscles and the small tents that were raised, the body would be soft and backward. At the beginning, the delicate arch of the foot stretched out hard, and the crystal toe was curled up in one place. Under the stimulation of the big tongue of Tianlong, it was natural to slowly put the slender legs on the dark shoulders of Lin Tianlong. A long, depressing embarrassment was made.

”Ah, itchy, Tianlong...”

Huang Xiaorong called the word Tianlong, dragging the long tail, and called the dry son's bones crisp.