Qi Ning smiled and said nothing, and sat down aside.

The firewood in the fire was burning vigorously, crackling and the flames flashed, as if dancing a charming dance. Qi Ning stared at the fire, thinking about it. Suddenly, he heard the West Gate Zhan Ying snorting and looked over quickly. He saw the West Gate Zhan Ying trembling and his delicate body had already curled up.

Qi Ning hurried over and whispered: "Zhanying, isn't it very uncomfortable?"

Ximen Zhan Ying didn't say anything, but just moaned and whispered softly, making her look confused. Qi Ning went to explore again, Bing's frozen hands.

He was afraid that if this continued, Xi'men Zhanying would be frozen to death.

However, there was no other warmth in the lower wooden house. Even the fire was so strong that the Ximen Zhanying's body did not warm up at all.

The sweat beads oozing from the forehead of Ximen Zhanying were also very cold. Qi Ning frowned, sang slightly, gritted her teeth, and said nothing more, lying down to the side of Ximen Zhanying. Ximen Zhanying was lying on the side facing the fire, Qi Ning lay behind her side, and hugged her waist with her hands around her.

Xi'men Zhan Ying's body moved slightly, as if she was a little resisting, but she just snorted lightly. In a daze, she obviously didn't know much about what was going on.

Qi Ning hugged Ximen Zhanying's waist through the skin, but she felt a little awkward. She knew that she could not transmit the temperature on her body to Ximen Zhanying's body through the skin. She hesitated for a moment, lifted the animal skin, and even closer to it, and then covered the animal skin.

Ximen Zhanying lay on his side, curled up, and his already plump and straight buttocks were even arched. When Qi Ning wanted to stick to her body to keep her warm, her lower abdomen could only lean towards the round and tight buttocks.

He naturally had already discovered that Ximen Zhan Ying's buttocks were much plump than ordinary people, and his hips were very wide. Compared with her slender waist, his buttocks seemed very plump. When he approached the past, he found that the girl's buttocks were even more sensible than he thought, and she looked like a mature honey-peach, with a tight texture.

When the "butt" goes up, the waist seems to suddenly become a deep pit, so when compared, it makes the curves more undulating.

Ximen Zhan Ying's body was like ice cubes, trembling. Qi Ning was a little worried at first, thinking that Ximen Zhan Ying was a yellow boudoir girl after all, and it didn't matter to him to keep her warm, but it was really inappropriate for a girl's family.

But the West Gate Zhan Ying was like an ice cellar at this moment. Bing was afraid of people and was worried that if she didn't find a way, the girl would be afraid of being frozen to death.

If you are urgent, you can only ignore the rest.

At first, she was a little worried, but Ximen Zhanying's body trembled, and Qi Ning didn't care about anything else, her body was even closer, her chest pressed against her back, and her lower abdomen pressed against her buttocks.

The plump and erect buttocks are like a bulging hill, concave between Qining's abdomen.

She has been practicing martial arts since she was a child. Although her martial arts are not very powerful, her basic skills are very solid. Because of this, although her skin is fair, her skin is much more elastic than that of ordinary people.

Those who practice martial arts have the basic skills at the beginning to practice the skill of laying down the plate. Standing like a pine tree, if the lower plate is unstable, they cannot practice any martial arts.

Because of this, the legs of Ximen Zhan Ying were extremely round and strong, and the plump buttocks were even soft and vigorous. Although the flesh was very plump, it was not fat, but the flesh that was actually made. Even if it was so confused that it was so soft that it was soft and plump. At this time, even if it was confused and was so slim that it was all over, the honey-peach-like buttocks were still tight and powerful, but soft and plump.

Qi Ning held the waist of Ximen Zhanying and endured the chill coming from Ximen Zhanying. He felt a little cold, but he didn't dare to let go.

After a while, Qi Ning finally felt that the trembling body of Ximen Zhan Ying was slowly calming down. Even her body temperature had obviously increased a lot, not as cold as before.

Qi Ning was secretly happy and knew that this method really worked.

Suddenly, I felt that the delicate body of the Ximen Zhan Ying moved slightly, but the buttocks that were nesting between my abdomen moved slightly. After all, Qi Ning was a flesh-and-blood body. At first, she just wanted to drive away the cold of the Ximen Zhan Ying, but a big girl was holding her in her arms, and the tight buttocks were nestled between her abdomen. If she had no reaction, it would be contrary to normal.

He felt a little hot in his abdomen, and the heat wave spread down his lower abdomen, and had already reacted a little. Suddenly, Zhan Ying, the West Gate, made another slight sing, as if it was coming out of his nose, and his hips were raised and moved gently. This time he actually squeezed into Qi Ning's body, as if he was about to squeeze into Qi Ning's body.

Qi Ning knew in his heart that Ximen Zhan Ying was confused at this time, and he was unaware of it. He did not know that he was holding her. In the midst of his confusion, he obviously felt the warmth of his body, so he involuntarily approached the warmth. Otherwise, Ximen Zhan Ying would have known that he hugged her like this, he would have screamed a lot.

Zhan Ying, the West Gate, naturally didn't know that she was shaking her hips like this, but Qi Ning felt uncomfortable. There was already a pillar below, and it was naturally stuck in the gap between the two petals.

Feng-'butt's' and erect, and the slit in the middle is very deep. Although it is separated by clothes, Qi Ning still clearly feels that she is in an extremely soft place.

He took a deep breath and thought that this was really damn. Ximen Zhan Ying was confused at this time, so Qi Ning naturally could not take advantage of the danger. Otherwise, if this girl was awake, Qi Ning would have hoped to step in immediately and put it on the spot to rectify the Dharma. But he also knew in his heart that if Ximen Zhan Ying was sober, he would not have the chance to hug her like this.

She was suffering, but she was pushing her like this. Although Ximen Zhan Ying didn't know for the time being, Qi Ning felt a little embarrassed and couldn't help but slightly tilt her abdomen out to try to "pull" out, but the moment she retreated from that tight place, she was so refreshed that she felt from head to toe.

"No...no...!" When Qi Ning was getting hot all over, she suddenly heard the soft voice of Zhan Ying in Xi'men, and she didn't know what she meant by "no".

Could it be that she had noticed that she was like this, so she told herself not to do this? Or... she pressed herself against that soft place, and even she felt a little comfortable, and she would not let herself withdraw?

"You...you don't want me to come out, and you can't cause trouble for me in the future." Qi Ning's old face was hot, and she muttered softly, hugged Ximen Zhanying's waist with one hand, raised her lower body slightly, and gently pushed forward, and squeezed into the two petals of "fat" and "tempting" cotton thighs. Although there was no actual contact between her clothes, and she had never even encountered her important points. However, Ximen Zhanying's cotton thighs were too plump and erect, and the thighs were like a deep valley, but it was a yellow flower girl. The two petals of "fat" cotton thighs were very tightly clamped. At this time, Qi Ning consciously squeezed in, and felt that it was no different from breaking her body. She was even a little trembling all over her body, which was extremely smooth and beautiful.

In the past, I just saw this girl’s butt plump and sturdy butt, and I felt it myself, and I realized that this is really the best choice among thousands.

Zhan Ying actually didn't have much clothes on her body. In order to facilitate movement, the officials of the Shenhou Palace wore short trousers inside and a green robe on the outside. After all, they were martial artists, and the cold winter was not a problem for them.

Although the West Gate Zhan Ying was a girl’s house, she was extremely healthy, and she was as thin as a clerk in the Shenhou Palace.

At this time, the clothes on her "buttock" had already been sank between the slits by Qi Ning, and a small piece had been sunken.

Qi Ning felt numb all over, but she felt a little ashamed. She thought that she was taking advantage of her at this time. She was really despicable and vulgar, but she shrank back again, but she couldn't give up the wonderful feeling. She thought that it would be better if there was another one, but she couldn't help but slowly thrust in again.

Ximen Zhanying let out a slight roar in her throat, as if she felt something, shaking the cotton thighs. At this moment, Qi Ning suddenly realized that Ximen Zhanying's originally cold body was gradually warming up at this time. She was happy in her heart. She couldn't help but think that it was because of her so stimulating that Ximen Zhanying began to recover.

Since it was to save people, Qi Ning only felt that she should sacrifice herself for others and would never ignore Xi'men Zhan Ying just because she was considering her face. She felt that she was shaking her waist, as if she wanted to break free, and she couldn't help but hug her waist tightly and prevent her from moving. However, the rhythm under her body began to speed up, and the speed was getting faster. Although she was only in and out of the slit and did not really enter the vital point, the movement at this time was no different from Huanhao.

His whole body was hot, without any slight coldness. One hand had slid from his waist to the cotton thighs and pressed on it. It was indeed round and solid, soft and vigorous, and flexible.

Suddenly, he heard a "ah" sound from Zhan Ying's throat, which was quite loud. Qi Ning was startled and did not dare to move again. It was tightly clamped by the two leps of Zhan Ying from Zhan Ying. After a short moment, Zhan Ying was not able to move. He was about to continue, but he heard Zhan Ying murmuringly in Ximen: "Dagger... don't... don't... don't stab me with a dagger, take it... take it away, it's so difficult... so uncomfortable..."

Qi Ning knew that the West Gate Zhan Ying had already begun to feel it. If he continued like this, the girl might soon find out, so she hurriedly said, "Yes... it's a dagger, Zhan Ying, I... I'll take it away immediately." It was tightly clamped, and I couldn't bear to take it away for a while, and my voice was a little trembling: "Zhan Ying, wait a moment, I... I'm holding it..." He moved the rest of the squirt, and finally burst out, and his whole body was instantly exhausted. The hand that was on the West Gate Zhan Ying's cotton thigh had already grabbed a ball of beautiful meat on the West Gate Zhan Ying's butt.
Chapter completed!