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After hearing what Moyan said, Su Jiuer, who was already feeling shy because of the secret of her magic, suddenly became embarrassed and angry.

He bent down slightly and put the red plum blossom standing tall in the snow into Moyan's mouth.

"Well…"

As soon as it entered Moyan's mouth, Moyan sucked it in fiercely, making Su Jiuer make an alluring sound.

After getting used to the sucking feeling, Su Jiuer looked at Moyan with her beautiful eyes.

"He really is like a good kid..."

Su Jiuer gently stroked Moyan's head with her delicate hands, and suddenly she wanted to have a daughter.

Su Jiuer, who had thought the warmth would continue like this, found that her other hand was held down by Moyan's hand, and then she felt a burning sensation in the palm of her hand.

The fox glanced down and saw that in his hand was the hot weapon that had been in and out of his body seven times.

"Tsk... You don't act like a good kid at all..."

"suck…"

Hearing Su Jiuer's teasing, the dissatisfied Mo Yan sucked in something suddenly, causing Su Jiuer to make a charming sound again.

"Gulu..."

Because he inhaled too much in one breath, his mouth was suddenly filled with Niunai, which forced Moyan to swallow it.

"Hey..."

Su Jiuer was also sucked like this and moaned softly in comfort.

Su Jiuer came back to her senses, her pretty face slightly reddened, and she rubbed the hand holding the hot weapon as if in revenge.

He even used his thumb to press and grind the ejaculation port, which made Moyan take another deep breath in comfort.

“嘤咛…”

Just like that, Moyan inhaled and Su Jiuer stroked.

Soon, a popping sound was heard, and streams of cream puffs hit Su Jiuer's palms and arms, and even a few drops sprayed on the corners of Su Jiuer's mouth.

Su Jiuer stuck out her tongue and licked it, and her golden pupils instantly turned into fox pupils, and fox ears and a fox tail also appeared.

"Moyan, it's time to start..."

Su Jiuer shook her fox ears, and the tip of her fox tail gently touched the firing port of the thermal weapon.

"Shh... no problem."

Feeling the furry thing constantly touching his sensitive parts, Moyan couldn't help himself due to the stimulation.

He turned over and pressed Su Jiuer down on the bed, with his hands on both sides, looking down at Su Jiuer under him.

Her pretty face was slightly red, with half of her chest exposed, which made people very appetizing.

Moyan reached his hand down and felt a dampness in the intricate silk patterns.

"It seems that Jiuer is also ready..."

Moyan's words made Su Jiuer's already slightly red face even redder.

"Hehe, aren't you the same?"

Feeling the touch beneath her body and Moyan's burning gaze, the unyielding Su Jiuer also reached out and grasped Moyan's vital points.

"Hey, let's start..."

Moyan chuckled and moved the pattern in his hand aside. Su Jiuer also cooperated and controlled the direction.

Moyan held Su Jiuer's waist, which could be wrapped around her with one hand, and the distance between them became closer and closer until it became a negative distance.

…convex and concave days…

Just as Moyan was working hard to open up the river channel, a small blue head suddenly blocked the view of Moyan watching the snow shaking and the plum blossoms swaying.

"Um... San, Sanyuan, what are you doing?"

Su Jiuer suddenly felt a wetness in a vital part of her body, and the subsequent sucking sensation woke her up from the intoxication brought by Mo Yan.

When he looked down, he found that it was Long Sanyuan who was holding one of his red plums to demand Niu Nai.

"Slurp, ummm, the taste is almost the same as mine, only mine is a little sweeter and yours is a little richer."

Long Sanyuan raised his head, licked the white stain at the corner of his mouth, and tasted it.

"Do you want to die!"

After being disturbed by Long Sanyuan, Su Jiuer's pretty face turned red and she was a little annoyed.

Unfortunately, a cave had been dug below, making it impossible for Su Jiuer to teach Long Sanyuan a lesson.

"Hey, I'm just curious..."

Long Sanyuan stuck out his tongue, then turned around and put his red plum in front of Moyan and said:

"I have it here again, which can just add some motivation."

Power? What power? Engine cream?

"Hiss Liu..."

Moyan tentatively took it in his mouth and took a sip, and he really had the urge to speed up and sprint.

Mo Yan noticed this and released the hand that was holding Su Jiuer's waist. He hugged Long Sanyuan into his arms and lowered his head to suck on him.

At the same time, the speed below him increased instead of slowing down, making Su Jiuer's golden eyes more and more blurred. Soon, he opened the floodgates and released the water, directly hitting Moyan's hot weapon which was still working.

Moyan let go of Long Sanyuan, who had been sucked limp by him, leaned over, took Su Jiuer's red plum in his mouth, and suddenly thrust forward.

There was a violent sound of splashing water, and after feeling Su Jiuer's body trembling again, Moyan immediately felt the impact of the water being released.

Taking advantage of this rush, Moyan also gave Su Jiuer the reward she deserved—a set meal filled with cream puffs.

"call…"

Moyan wiped the non-existent sweat and turned to look at Long Sanyuan who was lying limply on the side.

The curvy curve at the back made Moyan unable to help but stretch out his hands.

Slightly opening it, the inside was translucent and pink, breathing in and out, as if tempting Moyan to go deeper. It was obvious that everything was ready.

He came behind Long Sanyuan, found the right position and thrust forward fiercely.

"Well…"

And so, the second round of war began.

In the next room, although the fighting was not as intense as on Moyan's side, the room was also filled with feminine scent.

Sun Xueli was wearing a dark red nightgown, lying on the bed with her eyes hazy, fantasizing about Moyan.

"Guhehe...Moyan...hurry up..."

She was fantasizing about what Moyan was doing when they had sex, not caring at all that her fair, round, and perky breasts were exposed to the air. A touch of black lace formed a sharp contrast with her fair, round, and perky breasts.

A pair of long legs tightly clamped the quilt, the white, tender, round and raised breasts moved slightly, and the air was filled with the faint fragrance of virginity.

Obviously, Sun Xueli was fantasizing about Moyan to comfort herself.

After being saved by Moyan this afternoon and getting the response she wanted, Sun Xueli found that she liked Moyan more and more.

Thinking back to Moyan's handsome face and savoring Moyan's embrace, Sun Xueli felt that the bedding alone could no longer satisfy her.

So her hand gradually moved down, across the rolling hills, across the flat belly, and finally reached the valley where the spring water was flowing.

"Aha…"

The fingertips are hooking, touching the most sensitive place.

The other hand reached for her proud place, imagining Moyan's big hand, and kneaded it gently.

The beautiful legs are tightly closed, the knees are crossed, and the round and smooth toes are sometimes curled and sometimes raised.

The movements of her hands became faster and faster, and Sun Xueli's eyes became more and more blurred.

"Well... there... are you going to mess with me..."

Not long after, Sun Xueli lay weakly on the bed like a fish that had come ashore.

"Huh...huh..."

Sun Xueli lay on her back on the big bed, breathing heavily. Between her long and round legs, the crystal clear water shone in the night. She fell into a deep sleep without any image.

……

[Ahem, I was wondering when I would join Akame no Madoka and the King of the Undead…]

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Chapter 150 Tushan Bitter Love Tree [Seeking monthly tickets, urging for updates and rewards! ]

It was late at night and all the gunfire had ceased. Moyan was lying on the bed, hugging his two wives and falling asleep.

The next day, Moyan opened his eyes and looked at Su Jiuer and Long Sanyuan who were lying on him. He kissed them on the forehead respectively and got up to go to the bathroom.

As soon as he finished washing up and stepped out of the bathroom, Moyan felt a fluctuation of magical power, and then his body felt pulled, as if someone was calling him.

"Huh? What's going on?"

Moyan only resisted a little, and the pulling force no longer posed any threat to Moyan.

If it were an ordinary person, he would have been summoned to who knows where by this pulling force.

"Oh... this wave is the magic of the Cupid chocolate."

Just when Moyan was confused, Metata suddenly appeared in front of him while eating potato chips.

"Did someone trigger the magic again?"

Metata's words startled Mo Yan, and then he asked:

"This magic of the God of Love chocolate still requires a queue?"

Moyan reached into Metata's bag of potato chips and took out a piece and tasted it.

"Goo...that's mine!"

When Moyan took her potato chips without her consent, Metata puffed up her cheeks and looked very cute.

Moyan glanced at Metata and found that there was a lot of seasoning powder on her pink lips, so he held her pretty face in his hands.

"There's something on your face. Let me remove it for you."

Looking at her cute little face, Moyan kissed her directly.

"Hmm..."

Moyan's sudden attack almost made Metata drop the potato chips in his hand.

Fortunately, Moyan grabbed her wrist while kissing her.

"uh-huh…"

Moyan pushed Metata against the wall, knocked her pearly teeth open with his big tongue, and hooked her small lilac tongue.

"Hmm, a smell of potato chips."

Moyan raised his head and licked his lips.

Metata looked at Moyan with blurry eyes, apparently he had temporarily lost the ability to think because of the kiss.

Looking at her charming face with a slightly blushing face, her head tilted back, her eyes blurred and her lips slightly swollen, Moyan had the urge to ravage her severely.

Especially since Metata, who obviously has a petite figure, has an unusually large chest and a very round and plump curve at the back, which forms an exaggerated contrast with her body shape.

This contrast between a small body and big waves can most stimulate a man's desire to conquer.

"Huh...really, didn't you ask me to help take that stuff off my face?"

Metata panted, somewhat dissatisfied.

"Humph! How dare you blaspheme me? I will punish you!"

He recalled the feeling just now, then puffed out his cheeks and glared at Moyan.