Chapter 528, Meng Qingchi Becomes a Woman

Meng Qingchi took the initiative to sleep with Luan tonight. In addition to fulfilling her promise to let him hug her when she got back, she did it mainly for Li Meng to see.

She was a little bothered by the slap in the living room, but she couldn't blame her mother, so she just showed her temper and took Xiaoan directly into the master bedroom.

It wasn't the first time they slept together, and with the scene of Luan hugging her and kissing her at the airport, she wasn't so shy about her mother being in the room.

However, for Luan, Sister Qingchi's initiative still made him overjoyed.

He looked like a frog. He jumped onto the bed first, then shrank to the wall, turned around and looked at Meng Qingchi, his eyes full of expectation.

Being stared at by him like this, Meng Qingchi smiled, "It's not like I haven't seen you before, haven't you seen me tired of it after so many years?"

Lu An shook his head stupidly, "It's different."

Meng Qingchi took off his shoes, stepped onto the bed gracefully, and then lay down quietly, "What's different?"

His sight moved with her body, from head to toe, and from toe up, and suddenly stopped at her fullness, pointed, a little firm, not small in size, very full of charm, and extremely tempting to him.

She is tall and well-maintained. She is big where she should be big, and not a bit of extra meat where she should be small. It's always just right. Now looking at her mountains from the side is simply a visual feast.

Feeling Xiao An's strange eyes and Xiao An staring at his chest, Meng Qingchi's heartbeat suddenly accelerated a few points. The whole person was in a tense state for no reason, but his eyes did not retreat, staring at Xiao An quietly.

So, the two did not speak for a while.

I don't know how long it took like this.

At a certain moment, Lu An suddenly moved his body, and in a flash, he came close to Meng Qingchi, clinging to her tightly, and couldn't help whispering, "Sister Qingchi"

"Hmm."

Meng Qingchi hummed, and her face and nose were full of Lu An's breath, and the whole person became more nervous.

Lu An hummed again: "Sister Qingchi"

"Hmm."

"I love you."

"Hmm."

"I can't help it."

"Hmm."

Three "hmms" in a row, the sound was lower and lower.

When the third "hmm" was finished, Meng Qingchi suddenly had a hand on her chest, first slowly without force, just covering it.

Slowly, slowly, the hand bent into a grasping shape, and finally completed the grip as time passed.

In just a moment, she felt an unprecedented tenderness. Then, under the continuous impact of tenderness, she went from nervous to more nervous, to panic, to straightening her body, and then fermenting and growing. At a certain moment, she released all the pressure, collapsed, and completely fell into it, enjoying the endless beauty.

Seeing her relax, Lu An turned over and pressed on her. The two of them leaned head to head and feet to feet, completing the stone mill docking.

One up, one down, the lips were less than 5 cm apart. The two looked at each other quietly, and suddenly he lowered his head and moved over.

Meng Qingchi did not hide, but stared at him without blinking, watching him kiss herself, watching the back of his head move left and right.

Watching the back of his head move to the neck, move to the clavicle, and move to the shoulder blade.

Then, it was down, flying along the chest line to the land of freedom.

At this time, Meng Qingchi's hands, which had been lying flat on the bed, moved, and held up his head and asked inexplicably, "When did you fall in love with me?"

Lu An answered honestly: "In the summer of the second year of junior high school, just after the final exam."

Meng Qingchi recalled that summer and asked, "That time when my sister was taking a shower in the bathroom, were you at the door?"

Lu An was ashamed, "I wanted to wash my hands after eating loquats, but I didn't expect that you, Qingchi, were taking a shower."

At first, Meng Qingchi always thought that there was clear water outside the door, because there were only two sisters at home at that time, and Xiao An came later.

It seems that Xiao An came earlier than she thought.

Thinking to this, Meng Qingchi loosened her hands and let his head bury in the ravine.

As waves of mystery exploded all over her body, she couldn't hold on after all, and hugged his head with both hands and closed her eyes.

In this kind of happiness, the two of them unknowingly took off their clothes and completely moved towards frankness.

For a long time

For a long time

Lu An suddenly raised his head and whispered in her ear: "Sister Qingchi, I thought about it."

Meng Qingchi naturally understood the words "I thought about it" and understood what he meant.

She had never thought that things between men and women would be so addictive.

She didn't know whether Xiao An's methods were good or she was more sensitive. Anyway, under his endless teasing, she bit the corner of the pillow several times to avoid making a sound.

In this indescribable atmosphere, she didn't refuse or agree, but just asked, "Isn't Xiao An's dream about National Day?"

With this reminder, Lu An, who was full of desire, suddenly became much more sober. The dream was proposed by himself, so he couldn't hit himself in the face, right?

Lu An didn't say anything, but just bit her earlobe, starting from here, repeating all the actions just now, all the way down.

In the master bedroom, the two interacted passionately for half an hour, and their saliva wet Meng Qingchi's whole body three times.

And I don't know when there was a figure in the living room, and Li Meng quietly stood at the door of the master bedroom.

Although the two people inside were very careful, because it was too quiet, some noise still reached Li Meng's ears, making her embarrassed and depressed.

She felt bad.

Just when she wanted to turn around and go back to her room, there was suddenly no sound in the room.

Meng Qingchi suddenly opened his eyes and asked Lu An, "Xiao An, do you believe in fate?"

It was he who proposed fate, and it was the bond that bound Sister Qingchi, Sister Yu and him, so he naturally had to say, "Believe!"

After receiving his affirmative reply, Meng Qingchi said gently, "Then, then take me."

"Ah?" Lu An was confused.

Didn't we agree to wait for National Day? The dream was also on National Day. Although he knew that Sister Qingchi had been paralyzed by his teasing and could not resist it, this really caught him off guard.

Seeing his surprised look, Meng Qingchi turned her head away and dared not look at him, but the voice continued to come out from her seductive red lips: "Sister rejects deliberate arrangements, Sister likes things to happen naturally.

Since you believe in fate, you shouldn't be obsessed with a specific day. In fate, Sister gave birth to twins for you, maybe tonight will be as you wish."

Lu An understood.

This girl was completely moved tonight. Since both of them were like this, she wanted to enjoy the pampering that a woman should have.

As she said, since it is fate, it is fate at all times.

Fate is something that cannot be seen or touched, so why should we stick to the form?

Why should we put a shackle on it?

He was a little surprised, but not surprised later.

This is Sister Qingchi. She is a Buddhist. Once she opens her heart, she will dare to pursue what she thinks.

And after all the actions that happened tonight, her man in the future can only be Xiao An. She has thought it through thoroughly, so there is nothing to be shy about.

At the same time, she suddenly had a hunch that if she had sex tonight, she might really get pregnant with twins.

As Xiao An became more and more active in her body, her hunch became stronger, so there was the scene above.

Lu An would naturally not refuse the request of his beloved.

What's more, he also wanted it, and he had thought about it a long time ago.

If he hadn't respected Sister Qingchi so much, and had a confidante under him, he would have been a groom today.

Happiness came too fast and too suddenly.

Lu An kissed her and asked, "Do you want me to put a bath towel under you?"

Meng Qingchi shook her head imperceptibly.

"Are you ready?"

Before the word "are you ready" came out, Lu An skillfully put the vice president in the constant temperature warehouse.

Meng Qingchi thought he would ask if she was ready, but she felt a pain in the middle of the words, then her eyebrows frowned unconsciously, her body arched slightly, and her hands tightly embraced him.

After the turmoil, a short period of calm came.

Face to face, the two breathed and looked at each other.

Until Lu An lowered his head to check the situation in the bedding, she sealed his eyes with her hands.

But Lu An still said with excitement in a naughty way, "Sister Qingchi, I saw it, a red one."

Meng Qingchi's face was hot, and she couldn't speak for a while. After a while, she said, "From tonight, sister is Xiao An's wife."

"Well, wife" Lu An was moved, and his left hand passed through her neck and kissed her passionately.

In this kiss, the two did not have passion and enthusiasm, but only infinite warmth and love.

They kissed for a long time, and when they were satisfied, Meng Qingchi patted him on the back gently.

Lu An, who received the signal, understood it. The good night is short, how dare he waste it?

The master bedroom was like a turbulent ocean at this time, and the two of them drove the boat through the waves.

Li Meng outside the house opened her eyes wide, very shocked, with an incredible look on her face.

She never thought that her eldest daughter, who was as gentle as water, would do such an indescribable thing. She was there, was she doing it on purpose?

Is this still the daughter who has been well-behaved since childhood?

After standing in the corner and listening for more than ten minutes, Li Meng finally stopped listening. She was afraid that if she continued to listen, she would get angry and break into the room to grab the two of them.

That night, Li Meng couldn't sleep.

Even though there was a wall between them, she could clearly tell when Xiao An and Qing Chi stopped, and the process lasted about 50 minutes.

Then about 20 minutes later, the door of the master bedroom opened, and Xiao An went to the shower room outside. I guess the eldest daughter was taking a shower in the bathroom of the master bedroom.

Now it's good, the fence stakes are fixed, and Li Meng's heart is also fixed, with no room for movement.

Men are born faster than women to take a shower. When Lu An returned to the bedroom, Sister Qing Chi was still in the shower room. At this time, he looked at the pillow in the middle of the bed, a little dazed.

This pillow was proposed by him.

Unexpectedly, Sister Qing Chi accepted his opinion. After the love affair, she took the pillow and put it under her buttocks to prevent the flow of the ten thousand year spiritual liquid. It is said that this can increase the chance of pregnancy.

He didn't know whether it was true or not, but he heard it anyway.

At this moment, although he was quite tired, he wanted to sing a song loudly. He was so happy in his heart. Sister Qingchi finally became his woman openly. This was something he had not been able to accomplish in his previous life. He felt a great sense of accomplishment.

He didn't know if his mother-in-law next door had reacted?

But the result was already decided, it didn't matter.

He was thinking more about fate at this time. Would she get pregnant?

If she was pregnant, would it be twins?

He had never been so anxious and anxious.

He even thought of Nanyue Bodhisattva and the old monk in Jiming Temple.

Uh, damn, if I did it in advance, wouldn't the monk's preparations be useless?

Should I go to Jiming Temple again?

After thinking about it, Lu An decided to go when he returned to Jinling. Why? Just for peace of mind, just for integrity.

Anyway, that little money is just a drop in the bucket for me, there is no need to be so stingy and destroy the basic principles of being a human being.

"Xiao An, what are you thinking about?"

At this time, Meng Qingchi, who was wearing a white pajamas, came out of the shower room. Seeing that he was in a trance, she couldn't help asking.

Lu An came back to her senses, looked at her belly and said, "I wonder if Sister Qingchi can get pregnant with twins this time."

Meng Qingchi asked softly, "What do you think?"

Lu An was still stubborn and said, "I believe in fate, I can!"

Meng Qingchi didn't say anything until she lay down and then said quietly, "Maybe it's really possible. Sister has been having this strong feeling tonight, and this feeling hasn't dissipated until now."

Lu An put her arm around him and asked, "So you agreed to me tonight?"

Meng Qingchi agreed.

After experiencing the first time of lovemaking, she felt an indescribable mood and didn't feel sleepy at all.

The two kept chatting, but when the clock pointed to 3 a.m., Lu An, who had been busy all night, couldn't stand it anymore and fell asleep.

Looking sideways at the man beside her, Meng Qingchi no longer felt sorry for her sister, nor did she have any worries or entanglements. Her heart was at peace.

Things had come to this point and were irreversible. Instead, she suddenly became enlightened.

That night, Meng Qingchi thought a lot about all aspects, including how to face her family, her sister, Yu Wanzhi, and her relatives and friends in the future.

Including how to face the flowers and plants that Xiao An had provoked outside.

But what she thought about the most, like Lu An, was about children and twins.

If there was really a fate, and she was really pregnant with twins, then no matter what the considerations were? No matter what position she stood on? She would choose to believe the fortune-telling of the monk in Jiming Temple, and believe that Xiao An's dream might be a microcosm of her past and present lives.

Perhaps everything was destined.

The more she thought about it, the more energetic she became. Before she knew it, it was 6:30 in the morning. Looking through the window at the bright sky outside, she slowly sat up.

Then he retracted his gaze and fell on Xiao An who was still sleeping soundly. Looking at his long eyelashes from a close distance, Meng Qingchi smiled for no reason, then changed his clothes, got out of bed and walked out of the bedroom.

Just as the door was opened, Meng Qingchi, who was originally in a good mood, slowly calmed down.

At this moment, Li Meng had already gotten up and was sitting on the sofa with a suitcase beside her.

Hearing the movement, Li Meng turned her head and just met her eldest daughter through the crack of the door.

The four looked at each other, and the mother and daughter did not speak for a while. Looking at each other, time seemed to stand still like an oil painting.

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