The Journey of Peerless Beauty

"Son, mother understands, you can continue..."

Mrs. Qiao couldn't help feeling guilty secretly, she had misunderstood her son's good intentions this time; before she finished speaking, the beautiful woman with a slightly red face offered her right arm to her son.

The similar process was repeated again, Qiao San's big hand squeezed all the way, when he rubbed his mother's palm with his palm again, the beautiful woman's face was still tense, but she didn't respond with anger.

The poisonous fire of the sky demon spewed out from mother's fingertips, Qiao San withdrew his hands at the right time and backed away. Once the goal of the day was accomplished, he almost trotted away, only a flustered voice came from the wind, "Mother, tomorrow!" I’ll come again, you adjust your breath carefully!”

Seeing her son so flustered, Mrs. Qiao's beautiful eyes flashed with complicated brilliance, and finally she couldn't help covering her lips with her jade hand, and smiled, showing everyone's ladylike air.

As soon as Qiao San escaped from the backyard, he "coincidentally ran into" the smiling fox queen head-on. The lewd fox followed Qiao San, and although he stopped firing around, his seduction of the rogue intensified.

The jade body under the semi-thin red gauze accelerated towards the man, and as soon as it got close, the round jade legs spun and pressed on the genitals, and the plump and tall breasts almost fell into the arms of the man.

"Hey, master, why don't you have any power here, heh, heh... This is not like your style!"

"Don't make trouble, I'm tired!"

Enchanting and entangled, Poppi calmly pushed the fox queen away gently, and at the same time said slightly sullenly: "Stop talking nonsense in the future, be careful to make mother angry."

The man walked away just like that, and Twelve came out from the darkness. Although she also liked watching the theater, she didn't want to go against the third young master's wishes, so she couldn't help reminding her mother again worriedly: "Queen, let's give up, mortals. The idea is different from ours, be careful that the third young master is really angry."

"Heh, heh...Girl, the queen mother is not a fool, she won't touch the master's Ni Lin."

The fox queen was finally discouraged and laughed happily, and said in a long and joking way: "However, girl, your morality is not enough. This is not the master's rebellion, but his heart disease, heh, heh... The heart disease still needs heart medicine, so let's take care of it." Just wait and see the good show!"

"Heart disease, heart medicine?!"

Twelve repeated subconsciously, and her beautiful eyes turned involuntarily between the third young master and the small building in the backyard.

On the second day, Qiao San's figure calmly walked into the backyard.

"Mother, my son will force the ground fire out of the hole in the sole of the foot, so you can put your foot on this desk."

Shu Ling's knowledge is much more profound than yours, Qiao San. Although she was blushing, she still raised her feet in coordination and put on a very embarrassing posture in front of her son.

Today's Qiao San seemed to be a little bit stronger after yesterday's "rehearsal", and without much hesitation, the magic power came out of his palm very quickly, and his palm was pressed on his mother's thigh.

"En!" Thoughts are clear, but the feeling is also inviolable. When the big hands pressed on the soft and round thighs, the bodies of both of them twitched involuntarily.

Thinking that the man's palm is only a little distance away from the woman's private place, the excitement of the soul made the body temperature of the two of them rise instantly, and the seemingly invisible moan finally rushed into the throat.

In the blink of an eye, Mrs. Qiao had managed to calm herself down. Before she could groan, she calmed down and said, "Hey... baby, mother still has trauma on her leg, be careful."

Qiao San didn't dare to make up his mind to tell the truth from the fake, so he took a few deep breaths secretly, and squeezed his palms more cautiously.

The warm mana slowly wandered away, and the face of the lying beauty returned to calm, ethereal air came out through her eyes, staring at her son who was like an old monk in meditation at this moment, she then closed her eyes in relief, and cooperated Qiao San worked hard to heal his injuries.

The mana of the two came from the same source, and with concerted efforts, the poison of the earth fire receded faster than expected.

"puff!"

Shu Ling's slightly raised feet trembled suddenly, and the Yongquan acupoint on the soles of his feet flashed with fire, and the fire poison on his feet finally left his body.

"Mother, the foot injury is not serious; well, don't move, let me help you."

While preventing Mrs. Qiao from making unauthorized movements, Qiao San briskly moved away the short table, gently lowered her mother's feet, and finally covered the thin quilt carefully, "Mother, the meridians have just recovered, so you can't move around casually." , I’ll ask my sister-in-law to come in and serve you.”

Episode 10 Ambiguous Book Spirit Chapter [-] Ambiguous Tianlun ([-])

Such a series of actions by Poppi all fell into Mrs. Qiao's eyes. Everyone's beautiful woman blushed first, because the son's movements and postures are easy to make people imagine. After hearing what Qiao San said, she couldn't help but relax physically and mentally. Some manipulations.

After tidying up, Qiao San didn't stay in the room for long, and soon walked out of the small building with straight steps, making Mrs. Qiao think to herself: Could it be that the blood mark of the night girl really worked, alas, I hope to have a baby Really able to know the way back!

In Qiao's house, Qingniang served Mrs. Qiao every day. Under Twelve's soft and hard work, the female charm finally took over the burden of managing the ghost forest. The joyous Twelve became the third young master's favorite personal maid. Ji became the housekeeper of Qiao's mansion.

Among the daughters, the fox queen and the eighteen daughters were not idle, and voluntarily took up the heavy responsibility of guarding, but most of the time they gathered together for fear that the world would not be chaotic.

"Hey, hey... Queen Mother, look, Sheng Jun came out so soon today, and the blood mark between his brows has faded, so you don't really want to become a gentleman, do you?"

"Heh, heh... Don't worry girls, the master is not made to be a good person in his bones, he is just trying to suppress his nature."

Eighteen fox girls, eighteen pairs of restless eyes, eighteen pairs of playful laughter, all the girls said in unison: "Mother, the Holy King has not favored others for three days, eh..."

"Heh, heh... You can solve it yourself, or you can ask the queen mother to help!" Such unrestrained words can only be uttered by the fox queen, and she really deserves to be the vixen that men hate and love most.

On the third day, when the time came, Qiao San did not show up on time.

Mrs. Qiao was leaning on the bed, looking at the door strangely. After moving her eyes back and forth a few times, she finally felt anxious and confused.

When Shu Ling was a little restless, Qiao San finally appeared.Walking to the bed, as the Son of Man, he did not heal his wounds, instead he said hesitantly: "Mother, today...to treat the wound today...to expel the fire poison from the chest, this..."

"Shh!"

Mrs. Qiao's pale jade face turned red to her ears, and only then did she understand why Qiao San was so long in coming.

Silence suddenly enveloped this specific space again, embarrassment was reborn in the dead silence, ambiguity reverberated after embarrassment, the longer the silence, the more chaotic the hearts of the two beat.

Alas, this kind of thing still occurs!

The mature beauty let out a long sigh in her heart. It wasn't that she couldn't think of it, but she subconsciously didn't want to think about it. But this day, this scene, still happened as expected, making it impossible for her and him to face it calmly.

"Son, you are a doctor and your mother is an injured person, so you..." Mrs. Qiao took a deep breath and said as naturally as possible: "Don't think too much, mother understands!"

Seeing that his mother had closed her eyes and relaxed her tender body, Qiao San also exerted the strongest will in his life to concentrate and calm down. The vitality transformed into light flashed in his palm. Immediately afterwards, the man's big hand slowly pressed down on her. Niangqin's chest.

"call……"

Although consciously avoiding the forbidden area of ​​Shuangfeng, the man's broad palm still inevitably touched the spreading breasts of his mother.

As soon as the softness entered the palm, Qiao San almost jumped up, the flames of morality and ethics burned instantly, and the three souls of the rascals trembled, and the seven souls wailed,

"Son, be careful of going crazy!"

At the critical moment, thanks to Mrs. Qiao's ethereal heart, the mature beauty who is elegant and intelligent made a sound in time, waking up the distracted-eyed Qiao San.

Qiao San regained his composure with his palms, the warm mana passed through his clothes and penetrated into his mother's body, and the soft skin began to fluctuate with the palm marks.

Squeezing and moving, Qiao San swept away the fire poison of the chest meridian, and pushed one point to the last acupuncture point—the top of Mrs. Qiao's twin peaks. It turns out that the ground fire should be discharged from the nipples. No wonder Qiao San's The eyes will be so dignified!

The big hand proceeds slowly, but finally has to shrink towards the middle.

The edge of the breast has been touched in a circle, and the breast flesh has also been trembling and deformed by the mana. The waves of breasts are still spreading around, and Qiao Sheng's big hand has actually pressed on the mother's twin peaks.

call……

In an instant, a fiery gust of wind roared in the sea of ​​heart, raging endlessly; even though separated by several layers of clothes, Qiao San still engraved the shape of the palm into the sea of ​​heart by relying on the tactile sensation of his palms.

The mature Yufeng is exquisite and small, but still graceful and upright. The touch of the full grip makes Poppi feel a different style besides the plumpness.