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Chapter 113: The pheasant tastes good (2)

Uh... I don't know what the bartender wanted to express. Anyway, when Han Qing saw this glass of wine, the picture that came to his mind was extremely unsuitable for children and too evil.

This can't be blamed on Han Qing. It's just the name of the drink that makes Han Qing think so much, or maybe Han Qing's thoughts are actually what the bartender wants to express.

"Beauty, do you come here often?" Han Qing took a sip of wine in a gentlemanly manner. It tasted pretty good.

"That's right, what about you?" The innocent beauty stared at Han Qing with her big black eyes. It seemed that the innocent beauty had been looking at Han Qing like this since the two of them sat down.

"It's my first time here." Han Qing was a little embarrassed by the sight.

"What do you think of this place?"

"Well enough."

"Then... what about this?" the innocent beauty said, putting her fragrant hand on Han Qing's thigh wantonly, stroking it gently, which immediately ignited Han Qing's desire.

But this progress seems a bit fast, right? What makes Han Qing even more unacceptable is that this girl looks very innocent, how can she be so slutty!

"I'm a little drunk, can you give me a hug?" the innocent beauty said, then put her body into Han Qing's arms.

Wipe it! This girl only had a small sip to get so drunk. She must be pretending.

"Hold her tight, let's go over there, okay?" the innocent beauty pointed to the corner, her eyes blurred and she said delicately.

Ga? Han Qing looked at the place where the innocent beauty was pointing. Damn it! That place is a banana eating den. There are still two or three pairs of bad guys and girls doing that kind of thing.

"Sister, you have to think carefully." Han Qing was a kind reminder.

"I think it's very clear, come quickly."

The innocent beauty just forced Han Qing to the corner. The innocent beauty looked so savage now. First she pushed Han Qing down on the sofa, then 'mounted' on Han Qing, twisting her hips from side to side, and then back and forth.

Twist. When she felt that little Han Qing had been teased and had a strong fighting spirit, she gently stroked little Han Qing again through her pants. After a while, she opened the zipper, spit out her tongue, and started to move her head.

Rhythmically moving up and down...

Han Qing was like a lamb that was allowed to be slaughtered, not to mention very docile. While feeling comfortable, he did not forget to look up to the sky and sigh, God, you love me so much, boo!



There are seven three-person sofas placed in this corner. From time to time, male customers will be 'forced' to come over and be served by pretty beauties one after another. The low and comfortable sounds one after another are really coming from the heart.

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Pairs of 'dog men and women' have come and gone, gone and come again. Many pairs have changed, but only the 'dog man and woman' on the third row of sofas have not passed by.

The guy lying on the sofa in the third row is none other than Han Qing. Other men can't stand the beautiful women's skillful 'mouthing' skills, so they fail to live up to expectations after a few times. Even if there are powerful ones, they will definitely

It won't take more than a minute. But Han Qing is such a pervert. His essence is like spitting. He can spit it out when he wants and swallow it when he wants. He can send and receive it freely.

Therefore, the innocent beauty riding on him has been waiting for him for more than half an hour, but there is no result. And little Han Qing is still so erect, the pure beauty's mouth is sore, and her neck feels like it is about to

I stopped, and I couldn't help but curse in my heart: How can this stinky guy persist so much, or has his skills deteriorated? That shouldn't be the case. The one just now came out after only a few mouthfuls. How many meetings have just passed?
Chapter completed!
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