Dragon King's Abandoned Concubine

"Your Majesty the Dragon King, if that's the case, the Dragon Concubine may not stay in the East China Sea." Prime Minister Gui frowned, looking at Qingcheng distressed.

"The king knows." Qingcheng squinted his eyes and replied wearily.He knew that after saving the Dragon King of the West Sea, Long Jiu'er would have no reason to accompany him, but he had to be saved.He didn't know why, he didn't want to see Long Jiu'er sad.

It was night, and the faint blue moonlight shone from the clear sea surface, dyeing the entire East China Sea Dragon Palace with a light yellow-white layer, making it look warm and cozy.

With a sound of Qingcheng, she walked in a blue palace dress, stepping on the fine waves in the deep sea, all the way to the Liuli Palace.

In Liuli Palace, Jiao Lang healed Long Jiu'er's wound. She was lying on the couch, her face was still pale, Jiao Lang held her hand tightly, and wiped the cold sweat off her forehead with distress.

Qingcheng stood outside the gate of the Liuli Palace without making a sound. When the little eel came to deliver the tea, he called out a little: "His Majesty the Dragon King, all blessings." Jiao Lang turned his head, and he found that Qingcheng's eyes were not moving for a moment. Instantly locked Long Jiu'er's pale face.

So stroking the white robe on his body, he turned around and left from the glazed palace. When he passed the door, his snow-white clothes rubbed against Qingcheng's blue clothes, like waves on the sea, but they also flashed away. passed away.

Qing Cheng stepped forward, took the tea from Xiao Eel's hand, and then walked towards the edge of the bed with his hand. He sat down slowly, and fed Long Jiu'er all the cup of tea, and then handed the cup to Xiao Eel with confidence. , let her go down.

Long Jiuer stared at him fixedly, wondering what kind of demon he was, how could he be so kind to herself, but Qingcheng smiled, lying beside Long Jiuer, her big hands began to wreak havoc on her body.

"Ah..." Long Jiu'er exclaimed when she reached the sensitive spot, and hid in the bed, bumping her head against the headboard of the sapphire carving.

"It's not that I haven't been fucked by this king before, what are you so afraid of doing?" Qing Cheng's lips curled into a smile, and he began to put his big hands on Long Jiu'er's chest.

Long Jiu'er interrupted him and retorted: "At dusk, I was just beaten up by His Majesty the Dragon King until he vomited blood, and I don't have the strength to make love to you right now, if His Majesty the Dragon King really wants sex so much, go find your Teng Snake Fairy. "After saying that, he turned around, but he still didn't dare to close his eyes.

Unexpectedly, Qingcheng was not angry, but stretched out her big hand to wrap her in his arms, and her slender and strong hand still touched her body dishonestly.

"Please don't touch it!!!" Long Jiu'er yelled at him, trying to squeeze out a few tears.

"Why, I can't stand it like this, otherwise, let's do it again." Qingcheng said, kneading with her big hands from Long Jiu'er's breasts all the way to the sensitive part of her lower body.

"Prostitute." Long Jiu'er turned around and stared at him fiercely.

"Hehe, in a few days, I will take you to the Heavenly Emperor's Hundred Flowers Banquet. At that time, I will ask His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor and the God of Justice to let the Dragon King of the West Sea go." Qingcheng's eyes flashed a trace of bottomless loneliness. It stopped at the center of Long Jiu'er's leg, lightly stroking the soft stamen.

"Really?" Long Jiu'er grabbed Qingcheng's wrist and looked at him in surprise.

"Never break my promise, so, be good, let me..." As he spoke, he stuck his fingers into her tight and fiery stamen...

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