In particular, her flesh wall was still sensitive and swollen after the friction last night. Soon after Long Qian entered, Su He had already reached a peak-like pleasure.

Originally, her body was not so exaggerated and sensitive, but as Long Qian entered into enjoyment more and more frequently, her body became softer and softer due to the development and training. Self-control, the pleasure is out of control.

Su He: Will I become a slut from now on? Opened up a new trend of committing to assassinating the target?

But she was reluctant to let her serve men other than Long Qian. Why should she let her serve others with her own hands? It felt like she was at a disadvantage.

'I originally wanted you to wear a red dress, go to assassinate the Nine Lords, and let him die in your hands, which is a decent death. It's a pity that you have no chance to wear this red dress. ' Because he didn't want others to see her beauty.

Long Qian's hands reached into her big red robe, grabbed her upturned and elastic buttocks, and rubbed it vigorously.

Because of his movement, the giant in her body spun and swayed inside, pounding her to the point of being startled and almost falling down.

'I have lost you, and I have experienced nine deaths and a lifetime, and I may not be able to come back with all my tails. I might as well do it myself. ’

Long Qian has a general understanding of Su He's force value after a thorough investigation during this period of time.

The average guards facing her would be worth a dozen or so, but if she were to be besieged by martial arts masters, let alone five, if all three came together, she would be in danger.

Invincible at the same level, that is also a one-on-one time, but apart from the competition, who would be so chivalrous and really fight one-on-one? Of course, siege is easier.

The Nine Lords are greedy for life and fear of death. There are more than ten people in the rivers and lakes around him. Even if the martial arts are not as strong as Su He, when they join forces with the dead and the guards to rush up, Su He is afraid that it will be difficult for him to stick his wings. fly.

Thinking of this, Long Qian was even more reluctant to bear her. After all, this was what he wanted to leave behind his tattoos, and it couldn't be easily destroyed.

So Long Qian called Pang He outside.

Hearing his call, Su He subconsciously clenched his buttocks. He was afraid that someone related to her would be slashed by Pang He and the heavy object fell to the ground.

'exist. ' Pang He stood at the outer door in an instant, as if he had never left, silently guarding the door, eavesdropping on their corner.

'Bring the thorn and the stove. ' Long Qian pressed Su He onto the couch, pouted his hips high, and let him bury him from behind.

He pulled away the big red robe on her shoulders, revealing her snow-white skin, and he leaned over to kiss and lick it.

Su He was still suspicious of what he had asked Pang He to do with the needle and the stove. He was unaware of what was about to happen and didn't think of himself.

Pang He brought in a small stove from outside, thick smoke rose from the wing, and Pang He opened the window to dissipate the air.

'It smells like a lot of smoke, what are you doing with the stove? ’ Su He wanted to get up to check, but was pressed back by Long Qian.

'It's none of your business. ' Long Qian put the slender needles on the stove to roast, and suddenly opened his mouth. 'Pang He, went to the pharmacy to get the stinging grass. ’

Hearing this, Su He immediately felt horrified.

Also, what did he ask Pang He to move a small stove for? Hungry and want to barbecue, skewer the meat with thorn needles, and put the thorn grass as a condiment?

But he didn't let Pang He bring the meat!

Su He had a terrible guess in his heart.