Ye Qingmei took off her black gauze tight coat, showing her figure that was incredible
Everyone was amazed and stunned
Pink and tender buttocks are erect and full, proud in the wind, and a head of black and shiny hair spreads to the buttocks, which complements the snow-white and flawless skin, adding a bit of temptation
Her eyes were clear and surprisingly calm, as if she didn't care that her flawless and beautiful body was exposed to her hot sight
Hei She climbed up from the ground with a ferocious look, spitting bloody saliva, her eyes were resentful, and because she was afraid of the power shown by Ye Qingmei, she complained in a low voice:
As for your mother, aren’t you going to take it off and play with the sour scholars? And you’ll pretend to be arrogant and reserved? Bah! Wait until the master gives me another oral order, and your butt will bloom every day. I’ll see if you dare to pretend to be arrogant!
Hei She thought with a gloomy face
Cough cough... I'm not polite to be so sour
The dirty old man looked straight at Ye Qingmei for a while, and an unbearable flush appeared on his old face.
He coughed, rolled up his sleeves carefully and impatiently, revealing a pair of thin and haggard old hands, spreading his five fingers, showing strong claws, and pressing towards Ye Qingmei's figure
What is he going to do?
The young King Gong who was watching and suddenly felt a strong sense of bad premonition in his heart
He saw the sour old man laughing lustfully, straightened his body, and the dirty Lushan claws were bent one by one, slowly stretching towards Ye Qingmei's holy and upright peaks.
Fuck your mother!
The young King scolded, and a hot stream rushed straight into his forehead. He was so angry that he waved his fists and smashed it hard at the sour and dirty old man who was coming in.
Ye Qingmei is his future princess, how can he tolerate others to get involved?
Whether you have no feelings for him or don't like him, at least after only two days of contact, Shao Gong has quietly placed her in the position of the goddess.
Therefore, when the sour old man wanted to reach out to invade her, his meager patience broke through without surprise. At this moment, he just wanted to beat the shameless old man up!
What are you doing?
A gentle and clear voice sounded
The Shao Gong King's whole body, whose front fist was tilted, suddenly stopped under the slight pinching of a slender, white and tender jade hand.
Qingmei, he wants to bully you!
The Shaogong King's face turned red, his heart was full of chaos, and he said excitedly with his passion: You are my princess. In my mind, you are so holy and flawless, and you cannot be desecrated. How can your body be despised by this old man!
Um
An accident flashed across Ye Huanmei's beautiful eyes, and she responded softly
Staring at the silly face of the boy, her voice was rarely gentle: I am not your princess yet. When I become a princess, I promise not to let others touch my body. Now, according to the rules of Yanbolou, don’t disturb me anymore, okay?
I……
Prince Shao Gong was surprised, and Ye Qingmei's gentle voice made his heart roar. Did she promise to protect herself after marriage and be a good wife?
But Qingmei, I won’t wait until I get married. You are my princess now, and no one can get involved in you except me!
Just as Young King Gong had a good idea and was about to show his heroic charm as a domineering man, the sour old man smiled and said: Miss Ye, can this body test continue?
I delayed the time of the distinguished guest, and the poster blamed him. I can't afford to take responsibility for the sour Religion. Miss Ye shouldn't mind the sour Religion. I'll help this fat kid get angry, right?
Mr. Sour, he doesn't hurt him.
Ye Qingmei's eyes were calm and unwavering, and her expression returned to her usual coldness. The slender hand that King Shao Gong had pinched her slowly lowered, and the tender touch was gone.
Fatty, be quiet
The sour old man whispered at him, waved his sleeves, and a mysterious force was emitted from the air, as if thousands of powerful lights were instantly hitting the important holes of King Shao Gong.
During the breathing, Prince Shao Gong could not open his mouth, his feet could not move, and his whole body was constrained, as if he had turned into a deep sculpture
This old oligarch has such strength, and his status in Yanbolou is not as simple as testing his body!
The young prince was alarmed, his whole body froze, almost petrified, only his eyes were turning black
The worst thing is that the extremely dirty old man had already stretched out his dirty and salty hands and reached towards Ye Qingmei's two hard peaks covered by a lilac strapless bra!
don't want!
The young prince yelled in his heart. If possible, he really wanted to cut off these dirty hands, defeat the shameless old man to the ground, and then step on him with a few thick-faced steps.
Under the angry gaze of Shao Gong, the old man finally held the two plump snow-white balls. Lushan's claws began to knead the arrogant and full peaks through the strapless breasts, and deeply tasted the elasticity and softness in it.
Vulgar! Shameful! Old thief!
The Shaogong King's eyes were so bloody that he stared at Ye Qingmei's big white breasts. Because of his thin palms, he could vaguely see two cute bulges.
Well, Miss Ye here...
Mr. Sour thinks there is something wrong?
Ye Qingmei saw the sour old man lightly ejaculated, lifted up a strand of black hair hanging down in his white tender ears, and asked in confusion.
No, it's wonderful, the feel is better than last time. I think it's because Miss Ye is still developing. Please stand up and let me try to see if I can fully accommodate the old oligarch.
The sour old man meant that he actually asked Ye Qingmei to take the initiative to raise the arrogant peaks and try to accommodate the plump that only a few people tasted deeply with his thin old claws.
No, Qingmei shouldn't let him do it
Shao Gong looked at her nervously, hoping to feel unhappy and rejection on her face
good
Ye Qingmei agreed lightly and ruthlessly shattered Shao Gong's conviction for her reserved faith
Her slender waist raised, her front slightly leaned towards the old man, and two tempting groups of Xueying touched the two dead claws to an unprecedented level.
oh!
The sour old man felt that amazing fullness came, and couldn't help but exclaim, his withered and thin face was once again full of energy, his palms were stretched out, holding one hand in his hand, rubbing the slightly trembling peaks through his breasts.
When the palms are held and squeezed, the shape changes, and a large piece of snow-white flesh is supported in the tightly bound chest.
The young King opened his eyes widened in disbelief. Ye Qingmei had such a fairy-like and arrogant and independent temperament. How could he accept the old man's dirty and rude request?
Just as the young King Gong was fighting against the heavenly beings, Ye Qingmei's muffled groan attracted his attention
It turned out that the old man's sour movements were even more extraordinary. He put his withered hands into Ye Qingmei's clothes and crawled into his strapless breasts. He actually touched two tall and proud snow breasts.
Ye Qingmei's two round and huge pieces were already held in the palm of his hand
The young King Gong's face turned red and his neck was so angry that he wanted to kill someone
What kind of virtue is this old man who has to enter the coffin? Can he play with Ye Qingmei's holy peaks and mountains?
As the old man kneaded, Ye Qingmei's large snow-white patches overflowed his breasts
At the end of the rub, the round and big breasts were exposed to the air. The two sensual red spots at the top of the peaks stood tall.
The young prince was stunned
She is so firm and full, she is so beautiful, with a perfect shape, round and elastic yet soft.
The little eyebrows were frowned, and as the old man grabbed the sour and dirty man hard, his delicate body trembled slightly
The two sweet cardamoms were gradually hardening. Seeing that the same thing, Sour Ru rubbed Feng Bai for a few more times. It turned out to be scissors and pinched one of Ye Qingmei's pink nipples...
Shameless! Shameless!
The young King Gong was burning with jealousy, and there seemed to be a surging hot magma in his head, destroying his body, but he can do nothing but wait and see.
The nipples with light eyebrows must be extremely tender
Just looking at the light pink areola is so shy and cute, and it is heart-warming. How wonderful it is to pinch it?
Why are there only dry and dirty hands covered?
The young King Gong was heart-wrenching and in pain, he looked at Ye Qingmei with his eyes unblindly.
It is undeniable that the scene of Ye Qingmei's delicate breasts being pulled by a dirty old man bringing him an unprecedented sense of excitement.
Mr. Sour, have you tested it here?
Ye Qingmei closed her eyes and raised her beautiful face. Because the sour old man was hard to squeeze her pink nipples, a faint blush appeared on her delicate neck.
Wait for a while, and then check the elasticity
After the sour old man said that, he clamped her pink bit hard, but he didn't know how to pinch Xiangxiyu at all. He squeezed the round grains until they were flat, and the pink turned red!
Ye Qingmei seemed to feel pain, and suddenly frowned, and a light panting on his mouth showed how terrifying the force the old man exerted on her breasts!
The old man took a breath and felt the soft and firm nipples of Ye Qing's eyebrows, and the gray eyebrows were comfortable to melt.
Then, while tightly clamping Ye Qingmei's pink nipples, he pulled forward to test his elasticity
It can be clearly seen that even the pink and crystal grainy areola of Ye Qingmei peaks were brought up by force, becoming more and more colorful.
Fuck her, sour, please work hard and squeeze it hard for me to squeeze her breasts!
Hei She shouted and scolded. He was frightened by Ye Qingmei's strength, holding his anger in his chest, and his chest was still aching. At this time, he saw the sour scholar playing with Ye Qingmei's big breasts unscrupulously, and his heart was so sad that he came out.
Everyone was amazed and stunned
Pink and tender buttocks are erect and full, proud in the wind, and a head of black and shiny hair spreads to the buttocks, which complements the snow-white and flawless skin, adding a bit of temptation
Her eyes were clear and surprisingly calm, as if she didn't care that her flawless and beautiful body was exposed to her hot sight
Hei She climbed up from the ground with a ferocious look, spitting bloody saliva, her eyes were resentful, and because she was afraid of the power shown by Ye Qingmei, she complained in a low voice:
As for your mother, aren’t you going to take it off and play with the sour scholars? And you’ll pretend to be arrogant and reserved? Bah! Wait until the master gives me another oral order, and your butt will bloom every day. I’ll see if you dare to pretend to be arrogant!
Hei She thought with a gloomy face
Cough cough... I'm not polite to be so sour
The dirty old man looked straight at Ye Qingmei for a while, and an unbearable flush appeared on his old face.
He coughed, rolled up his sleeves carefully and impatiently, revealing a pair of thin and haggard old hands, spreading his five fingers, showing strong claws, and pressing towards Ye Qingmei's figure
What is he going to do?
The young King Gong who was watching and suddenly felt a strong sense of bad premonition in his heart
He saw the sour old man laughing lustfully, straightened his body, and the dirty Lushan claws were bent one by one, slowly stretching towards Ye Qingmei's holy and upright peaks.
Fuck your mother!
The young King scolded, and a hot stream rushed straight into his forehead. He was so angry that he waved his fists and smashed it hard at the sour and dirty old man who was coming in.
Ye Qingmei is his future princess, how can he tolerate others to get involved?
Whether you have no feelings for him or don't like him, at least after only two days of contact, Shao Gong has quietly placed her in the position of the goddess.
Therefore, when the sour old man wanted to reach out to invade her, his meager patience broke through without surprise. At this moment, he just wanted to beat the shameless old man up!
What are you doing?
A gentle and clear voice sounded
The Shao Gong King's whole body, whose front fist was tilted, suddenly stopped under the slight pinching of a slender, white and tender jade hand.
Qingmei, he wants to bully you!
The Shaogong King's face turned red, his heart was full of chaos, and he said excitedly with his passion: You are my princess. In my mind, you are so holy and flawless, and you cannot be desecrated. How can your body be despised by this old man!
Um
An accident flashed across Ye Huanmei's beautiful eyes, and she responded softly
Staring at the silly face of the boy, her voice was rarely gentle: I am not your princess yet. When I become a princess, I promise not to let others touch my body. Now, according to the rules of Yanbolou, don’t disturb me anymore, okay?
I……
Prince Shao Gong was surprised, and Ye Qingmei's gentle voice made his heart roar. Did she promise to protect herself after marriage and be a good wife?
But Qingmei, I won’t wait until I get married. You are my princess now, and no one can get involved in you except me!
Just as Young King Gong had a good idea and was about to show his heroic charm as a domineering man, the sour old man smiled and said: Miss Ye, can this body test continue?
I delayed the time of the distinguished guest, and the poster blamed him. I can't afford to take responsibility for the sour Religion. Miss Ye shouldn't mind the sour Religion. I'll help this fat kid get angry, right?
Mr. Sour, he doesn't hurt him.
Ye Qingmei's eyes were calm and unwavering, and her expression returned to her usual coldness. The slender hand that King Shao Gong had pinched her slowly lowered, and the tender touch was gone.
Fatty, be quiet
The sour old man whispered at him, waved his sleeves, and a mysterious force was emitted from the air, as if thousands of powerful lights were instantly hitting the important holes of King Shao Gong.
During the breathing, Prince Shao Gong could not open his mouth, his feet could not move, and his whole body was constrained, as if he had turned into a deep sculpture
This old oligarch has such strength, and his status in Yanbolou is not as simple as testing his body!
The young prince was alarmed, his whole body froze, almost petrified, only his eyes were turning black
The worst thing is that the extremely dirty old man had already stretched out his dirty and salty hands and reached towards Ye Qingmei's two hard peaks covered by a lilac strapless bra!
don't want!
The young prince yelled in his heart. If possible, he really wanted to cut off these dirty hands, defeat the shameless old man to the ground, and then step on him with a few thick-faced steps.
Under the angry gaze of Shao Gong, the old man finally held the two plump snow-white balls. Lushan's claws began to knead the arrogant and full peaks through the strapless breasts, and deeply tasted the elasticity and softness in it.
Vulgar! Shameful! Old thief!
The Shaogong King's eyes were so bloody that he stared at Ye Qingmei's big white breasts. Because of his thin palms, he could vaguely see two cute bulges.
Well, Miss Ye here...
Mr. Sour thinks there is something wrong?
Ye Qingmei saw the sour old man lightly ejaculated, lifted up a strand of black hair hanging down in his white tender ears, and asked in confusion.
No, it's wonderful, the feel is better than last time. I think it's because Miss Ye is still developing. Please stand up and let me try to see if I can fully accommodate the old oligarch.
The sour old man meant that he actually asked Ye Qingmei to take the initiative to raise the arrogant peaks and try to accommodate the plump that only a few people tasted deeply with his thin old claws.
No, Qingmei shouldn't let him do it
Shao Gong looked at her nervously, hoping to feel unhappy and rejection on her face
good
Ye Qingmei agreed lightly and ruthlessly shattered Shao Gong's conviction for her reserved faith
Her slender waist raised, her front slightly leaned towards the old man, and two tempting groups of Xueying touched the two dead claws to an unprecedented level.
oh!
The sour old man felt that amazing fullness came, and couldn't help but exclaim, his withered and thin face was once again full of energy, his palms were stretched out, holding one hand in his hand, rubbing the slightly trembling peaks through his breasts.
When the palms are held and squeezed, the shape changes, and a large piece of snow-white flesh is supported in the tightly bound chest.
The young King opened his eyes widened in disbelief. Ye Qingmei had such a fairy-like and arrogant and independent temperament. How could he accept the old man's dirty and rude request?
Just as the young King Gong was fighting against the heavenly beings, Ye Qingmei's muffled groan attracted his attention
It turned out that the old man's sour movements were even more extraordinary. He put his withered hands into Ye Qingmei's clothes and crawled into his strapless breasts. He actually touched two tall and proud snow breasts.
Ye Qingmei's two round and huge pieces were already held in the palm of his hand
The young King Gong's face turned red and his neck was so angry that he wanted to kill someone
What kind of virtue is this old man who has to enter the coffin? Can he play with Ye Qingmei's holy peaks and mountains?
As the old man kneaded, Ye Qingmei's large snow-white patches overflowed his breasts
At the end of the rub, the round and big breasts were exposed to the air. The two sensual red spots at the top of the peaks stood tall.
The young prince was stunned
She is so firm and full, she is so beautiful, with a perfect shape, round and elastic yet soft.
The little eyebrows were frowned, and as the old man grabbed the sour and dirty man hard, his delicate body trembled slightly
The two sweet cardamoms were gradually hardening. Seeing that the same thing, Sour Ru rubbed Feng Bai for a few more times. It turned out to be scissors and pinched one of Ye Qingmei's pink nipples...
Shameless! Shameless!
The young King Gong was burning with jealousy, and there seemed to be a surging hot magma in his head, destroying his body, but he can do nothing but wait and see.
The nipples with light eyebrows must be extremely tender
Just looking at the light pink areola is so shy and cute, and it is heart-warming. How wonderful it is to pinch it?
Why are there only dry and dirty hands covered?
The young King Gong was heart-wrenching and in pain, he looked at Ye Qingmei with his eyes unblindly.
It is undeniable that the scene of Ye Qingmei's delicate breasts being pulled by a dirty old man bringing him an unprecedented sense of excitement.
Mr. Sour, have you tested it here?
Ye Qingmei closed her eyes and raised her beautiful face. Because the sour old man was hard to squeeze her pink nipples, a faint blush appeared on her delicate neck.
Wait for a while, and then check the elasticity
After the sour old man said that, he clamped her pink bit hard, but he didn't know how to pinch Xiangxiyu at all. He squeezed the round grains until they were flat, and the pink turned red!
Ye Qingmei seemed to feel pain, and suddenly frowned, and a light panting on his mouth showed how terrifying the force the old man exerted on her breasts!
The old man took a breath and felt the soft and firm nipples of Ye Qing's eyebrows, and the gray eyebrows were comfortable to melt.
Then, while tightly clamping Ye Qingmei's pink nipples, he pulled forward to test his elasticity
It can be clearly seen that even the pink and crystal grainy areola of Ye Qingmei peaks were brought up by force, becoming more and more colorful.
Fuck her, sour, please work hard and squeeze it hard for me to squeeze her breasts!
Hei She shouted and scolded. He was frightened by Ye Qingmei's strength, holding his anger in his chest, and his chest was still aching. At this time, he saw the sour scholar playing with Ye Qingmei's big breasts unscrupulously, and his heart was so sad that he came out.
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