Mistress, I Am a Real Gentleman

Dongfang Qingling's eyes flashed brightly under the moonlight.

"What are you doing here!"

She looked at Lin Pingzhi and said coldly.

Dongfang Qingling still hadn't let go of what happened during the day.

She didn't want to leave Lin Pingzhi.

It was originally meant to restore her to Dongfang Invincible's status in the Sun Moon God Sect.

But the Sun Moon God Sect has not yet reached the Bright Summit.

This time Lin Pingzhi asked her to go up to Ren Woxing on his own initiative.

How could she be willing.

"I'm here to comfort you."

Lin Pingzhi smiled.

Dongfang Qingling's indifference was ignored.

When he walked to the bed, he wanted to take off Dongfang Qingling's pants.

Dongfang Qingling frowned coldly.

"Go away and don't touch me."

She kicked Lin Ping's foot.

It sounded as if she was very resistant to Lin Pingzhi touching her.

But in fact, Lin Pingzhi could feel that Dongfang Qingling's kick was weak.

Lin Pingzhi naturally knew what Dongfang Qingling was thinking.

After all, she is not like Ning Zhongze.

It was her first taste of meat.

This thing is addictive.

But because of face, Dongfang Qingling didn't like to take the initiative.

So Lin Pingzhi took the initiative.

Her heart longs for it.

But the surface still showed a refusal.

"It's late at night, how do you sleep in your pants? Come, come, I'll help you take it off."

Lin Pingzhi smiled, grabbed Dongfang Qingling and kicked him.

Very skillfully, he began to undress.

A blush appeared on Dongfang Qingling's face.

There is also a shy look in the eyes.

But in his mouth, he was not forgiving.

"You bastard, who told you to touch me! Let me go!"

Dongfang Qingling struggled feebly.

Lin Pingzhi smiled "hehe".

Also ignore Dongfang Qingling's "deliberate" struggle.

Just a moment.

The bed was carrying a weight it shouldn't have.

Make an unbearable "creaking" sound.

Lin Pingzhi and Dongfang Qingling followed this rhythm and began to twist their waists and dance.

"Qing Ling, you are going this time to make Yingying hide, try not to show her face, and even if she shows up, wear a mask."

Lin Pingzhi looked at Dongfang Qingling and said.

Embarrassment flashed across Dongfang Qingling's eyes.

The slightly furrowed eyebrows seemed to be in pain.

"You know Yingying all day long, Yingying!"

Dongfang Qingling gritted her teeth and said.

She even wondered if Lin Pingzhi was thinking about Ren Yingying.

Lin Pingzhi's eyebrows twitched.

The strength of the waist-twisting dance was a little stronger again.

"What did you say? I didn't hear it!"