Fang Xuejian slid down from the wall, and his whole body skeleton seemed to be about to spread out, and it was unbearable. When he saw Long Hongling in danger, he hurriedly picked up the incense burner in front of him and threw it over.
If he missed a blow, he threw the candlestick next to him, hoping that he could kill the other party in one go, and everything would be fine. Unfortunately, Zhong Kui's martial arts are really not weak. Although he was so embarrassed that he was always a little short of success.
Zhong Kui fell to the ground to avoid it. Long Hongling saw that he could not miss it. He jumped over and picked up the long sword, and stabbed it straight into his lower abdomen.
The sword casts like lightning, and with a squeak, it pierces his belly and top.
Zhong Kui suddenly felt a chill in his lower abdomen, and the long sword had already entered half an inch of flesh. After a while, he was afraid that he would be nailed to the ground. When he was in danger, he closed his palms and with a bang, he had already clamped the tip of the sword between his palms.
Long Hongling was determined to stab a transparent hole in his lower abdomen and pushed his sword hard, but it didn't move at all. He was shocked and raised his strength to take it back. However, the long sword was cast in an iron mountain. Where could it be pulled back?
Fortunately, Miss Long also has a unique skill that has never been tried. Although the delicate and exquisite embroidered shoes look not enough to hold them, their lethality to a specific part of a man should not be underestimated.
Long Hongling's eyes showed murderous intent, swung his right foot back, looked at his lower body, and kicked him hard
Before she could hit her right foot, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her left leg. He had kicked her first. The sword tilted, and her body could no longer stand steadily and fell on the man's body.
Zhong Kui snatched the sword with his hands, put it on her neck, and whispered: Don’t move around!
When Long Hongling stepped forward to kill the enemy, Fang Xuejian only felt a pair of fire swords and flints on the table. He thought that although the power was smaller, he threw it at the critical moment and might also produce some strange effects.
Unexpectedly, the situation reversed, and Long Hongling was suddenly restrained, which scared him so much that he was so scared that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was
Zhong Kui snorted and said: Quickly light the light
Fang Xuejian said timidly, but thought to himself: I threw the candlestick out, where is there any light better? The fire knife in my hand and the flints hit each other, and with a click, it started to fire. Fang Xuejian ignited a piece of paper on the table, and the room was lit up immediately
The paper media was only a thin piece, burning very quickly, and it burned out in a moment, so he had to click again
Zhong Kui stood up, his sword still pressing against Long Hongling's throat. He saw clearly that there was no candlestick on the table by using the fire. He thought that the strange hidden weapon that almost cut off his descendants just now was probably the candlestick.
He snorted, took out a fire pleat from his arms, threw it over and said: Light it and find a candle to come out
Fang Xuejian lit the fire pleats and opened a drawer. He saw dozens of candles inside. He took out one, blew the fire pleats and threw it back to him.
The fire swayed, and the three of them were flickering and darker, and the room became quiet again
Zhong Kui's sharp eyes turned around on the two of them, and finally stopped on Long Hongling's horse's face and said: The little girl's swordsmanship is so vicious, but she doesn't know what she calls Long Xiaotian?
You are the Taoist priest who helped the Wang family catch ghosts tonight? Do you know my father? Long Hongling has heard his voice, but he doesn't know how this gangster who pretends to be a ghost and cheats people of money can know his father
Zhong Kui smiled, put away his long sword, and said: I haven't seen you for seven or eight years. I didn't expect that the daughter of the "Jade-faced Flying Dragon" is so old. Your name... Your name should be Long Hongling, right? He bandaged the wound on his body while talking.
The jade-faced flying dragon is the nickname given to Long Xiaotian by people from the world. He praised him not only for his handsome appearance, but also for his golden snake sword technique. It is smart and elegant, like a flying dragon outside the sky, elusive and incomparable.
Long Hongling was even more strange. This stinky Taoist priest actually knew his name. He was puzzled. A flash of inspiration in his mind. He suddenly remembered someone and blurted out: You...are you the Taoist Qingfeng of Mount Emei?
Taoist Master Qingfeng is one of the three highest-ranking people in the Emei Sect today. He has a high martial arts talent, and he has 72-way Luomei Sword Technique. He is not as good as his right hand in the sect.
What's even more rare is that he was born with a warm and warm heart. After he became a master of art, he did a lot of chivalrous things. In a few years, he created such a big reputation in the world.
Seven years ago, he met the jade-faced flying dragon and Long Xiaotian on the banks of the Chishui River. The two started to fight because of a small misunderstanding. The Luomei Sword Technique vs. The Lingser Sword Technique was like a chess match. The two fought for a day and a night without sleep. The result was that the match was equal and it was difficult to decide the winner.
At the end of the fight, they naturally developed a sense of mutual appreciation. They were extremely respectful to each other's martial arts. After the misunderstanding was resolved, they had a long chat for three nights, and the two became friends who could talk about everything.
After Long Xiaotian returned home, he talked about this to his daughter, so Long Hongling had some impressions in his mind, but it was too long and he had never seen him, so his impression was blurred.
Zhong Kui covered his wounds, smiled and nodded, and returned the sword to her, and said: Shenlong Villa is rich. If it weren't for your "Spirit Snake Sword Technique", I would never have expected Long Xiaotian's baby daughter to be a thief here in the middle of the night
Long Hongling's face turned red and he laughed, saying: Taoist Qingfeng is famous all over the world, and his little niece can't imagine that you would actually come to this place to catch ghosts and cheat money in the middle of the night.
The little girl is so scheming. She didn't learn 10% of her martial arts skills. Her skills are beyond her own strength. Ah Qingfeng walked to the bed, explored the breath of the middle-aged woman, and poked her sleeping hole on her waist. Then she turned around and said, "I found out that Zhang Shiche's doghouse was moved to Yushan, Jiangxi, and I searched in the city for five days but couldn't find it everywhere. If I hadn't seen the notice of hiring a Taoist priest on the street early this morning, I would have been dizzy."
Taoist priest, what are you doing to find Zhang Shiche? Did he offend you?
Taoist Master Qingfeng sat down on the edge of the bed, waved his hand and let the two of them sit, saying: It's a long story, Zhang Shiche relied on the support of Zhao Wenhua, the Minister of Works, in the court, to act as a governor in Sichuan, and to be a heroic person.
But that's fine. It's just a good Minjiang River management project. He gave him a blind command, but it turned out to be messy. A flood dam became riddled after two years. It completely left. In June this year, the dam broke. Thousands of houses in Guanghan, Mianzhu and Luojiang counties were washed away. Tens of thousands of people were homeless. This "three feet tall" parent official was promoted step by step. Now he is free and happy to be his Minister of War in Nanjing City.
The most evil people in the world are foolish monarchs and corrupt officials. The people are flesh lying on the chopping board, but all they hope is to meet a good emperor who puts the people first, a good official who is truly hangs high and works for the people. However, within a thousand years, such luck is too rare for the people. There are many corrupt officials in the world like flies and ants, and that is impossible to kill. Why is Zhang Shiche called "the sky is three feet high"? Could it be that he was also a figure in the martial arts world before?
Zhang Shiche was born in a Jinshi, not a figure in the martial arts world. This "height of the sky is three feet high" was a plaque given to him by the Sichuan people when he left office. At that time, Chengdu was crowded with people, beating drums and drums, dancing dragons and lions. It was so lively that Shiche heard that the two most respected gentlemen in the local area gave him a plaque for the people. He was so happy that he had no bones left on his body that he came out of the yamen excitedly. When he saw these four words, he was so angry that he almost vomited blood on the spot. Haha, young man, do you know why?
Fang Xuejian thought to himself, and suddenly a light of inspiration appeared and said with a smile: The sky is three feet high, I am afraid it is not really three feet high, but the land in Sichuan has shaved three feet thinner for Lord Zhang.
Taoist Principal Qingfeng laughed, pointed to the long row of boxes in the house, and said: That's right, if this Lord Zhang didn't scrape the land in Sichuan three feet thin, where would such a big manor come from? Where would so many jewelry treasures come from? I visited this middle of the night to get some folk paste from this "three feet tall" parent official to help the people in the disaster-stricken counties.
Fang Xuejian and Long Hongling looked at each other. The stinky Taoist priest said so much. It turned out that they were asking them to hand over the two bags to him obediently so that he could help those victims who didn't know if they were real. He had a sinister intention.
Taoist Master Qingfeng obviously saw the doubts of the two, and laughed: Could it be that the old Taoist priest is so old that he can deceive you younger generations? What's more, the family business of Shenlong Villa, no matter how big the flowers are, it's enough for you couple to enjoy a lifetime of blessings. You each choose two things from the inside, and let the old Taoist take away the rest. How about it?
The two of them came to beat him, but the two came to help the victims was not a trivial matter. The three came to have heavy pockets, not a person who was short of money. Under the burning eyes of Taoist Principal Qingfeng, hesitated for a moment and generously agreed.
Long Hongling picked out a jade BMW and a white jade tiger from the bag. Fang Xuejian asked for the pearl sweatshirt and a pure gold ring inlaid with emeralds. He thought that he would marry Xiao Zhao soon, and these two things were just right for engagement gifts.
Imagine Xiao Zhao's surprise smile when he took the gift, and his heart is full of tenderness, sweet, like honey
Taoist Master Qingfeng carried two bags on his shoulders, picked up the peach wood sword broken into two pieces from the ground, took care of him, and went out and leaped away.
The two of them waited for him to walk away, and then they breathed a sigh of relief, secretly saying that if the martial arts master who came was not this stinky Taoist priest, they would probably have lost their lives here tonight.
Fang Xuejian endured the pain on his butt and found a blue blanket of lakes and wrapped the remaining fifty scrolls in an ancient brain. He thought to himself: Although these calligraphy and paintings are not as cute as gold, silver and jewelry, after buying a house, they can be hung in the study to fill the storefront. The so-called "There are great scholars in conversation and laughter, but no white scholars in exchange for each other. His own great scholars are definitely not considered. This white scholar is definitely unwilling to do it.
Although he read a lot when he was young, most of them were profound and awkward Buddhist scriptures. Many of the books were chanted by the monks without any thoughts. They would forget them after reading them. I am afraid that they would not even have two-tenths of what I remember, let alone understand them.
Shaolin Temple belongs to Zen Buddhism, and Zen cultivation requires insight and opportunity. Zen Master Huijue is not only knowledgeable, but also has some knowledge in Confucianism and Taoist scriptures. In his spare time, he will tell him some interesting stories and allusions of the three religions and allusions, allowing him to comprehend the principles of life in ordinary cases.
Fang Xuejian has been living under others since childhood, knowing the warmth and warmth of human relationships, the hardships of the world, acting, speaking more maturely and more sophisticated than ordinary teenagers of the same age.
But he lived in a long time, lived a hard life, and had few opportunities to open his eyes. He even had no idea how much silver the pure gold ring was worth. Naturally, he had no idea about the preciousness of these calligraphy and paintings.
At that time, the purchase price of Tang Bohu's "Sleeping Begonia Spring" had risen to 3,000 taels of silver.
Although the calligraphy and paintings in the two boxes are not as valuable as "The Begonia Spring Sleeping Picture", they are also different. Some are like Wang Xizhi's calligraphy, and Wu Daozi's paintings are far more than this price. More than fifty scrolls are worth at least tens of thousands of taels of silver.
No matter who has more than 100,000 taels of silver in his study, it is definitely not as simple as replenishing the storefront.
Fang Xuejian wrapped her bags and was thinking about the dozen or so porcelain bottles. She took two of them back to use for flower arrangement. Suddenly, Long Hongling cheered and turned her head to look. She saw that she was getting off the bed, holding an open flat wooden box in her hand, and her hands were shaking slightly. I thought that the things in the box must be extraordinary.
He walked closer and looked carefully and saw that the upper floor of the half-foot-high box was a land deed, which read a certain year, month, a certain county and a certain village, and a few acres and a few more details. Two big red mud seals were also covered with on it.
The two of them were not interested in land deeds and house deeds. They were interested in two thick stacks of silver notes on the bottom of the box.
The one with the least silver bills is 500 taels, and the one with the most is 5000 taels. Although Long Hongling came from a wealthy family, he had saved as much as 16,000 taels of New Year's money in 16 years. At this moment, he was inevitably excited to see so much money at once.
Put the box on the table, and the two white and tender hands trembled slightly. After taking it, they counted it in a hurry and found more than 40 pieces, more than 50,000 taels of silver.
Fang Xuejian took another one and flipped it out casually, five thousand taels, three thousand taels, two thousand taels... One eye-catching red numbers jumped in front of his eyes, like a cluster of flames in winter, tormenting the liquid in his blood vessels to boil.
Each of these silver bills is a silver mountain, big or small, piled together, I am afraid it is taller than his people
The two of them honestly and unceremoniously took these silver notes for themselves. Long Hongling stuffed the box back into the pillow. The sleepers of the same color were not found. If they had not carefully checked it, it would be difficult to find a pillow with such an ordinary appearance, which was so tricky inside.
Fang Xuejian carefully checked the scene in the room, trying not to leave obvious artificial traces, and even the extinguished candle was stuffed into his arms and taken away.
The two of them returned with a full load this time. The more than 500,000 wealth that Zhang Shiche had worked hard to collect for most of his life was divided into four. Taoist Master Qingfeng carried a quarter to provide disaster relief. The Wang family was left with one piece, and the other two pieces fell into the pocket of the two.
The dark night sky is covered with chess pieces, and the milk-like moonlight shines on the way when we come, like a layer of bright silver
Fang Xuejian held his head and chest up, and rode on the horse as if sitting in a cloud. He had 70,000 guan wrapped around his waist and more than 100,000 guan on his shoulders. Naturally, he was full of energy and was floating like a fairy.
If it weren't for deliberately maintaining demeanor in front of beautiful women, he would be afraid he would dance on the horse's back
Chen Xiaosi waited obediently by the river, serving the two of them to get off the horse and cross the river, and he was doing his best.
After getting ashore, Long Hongling not only gave him some medicine, but also threw five taels of silver for him.
Chen Xiaosi was so grateful that he knelt on the ground and vowed to be a new person. He heard that there was a man named Li Xiaoyao in Yangzhou who opened a special restaurant to teach men to practice the magical skills of iron crotch. He planned to abandon the darkness and turn to the light. The robbers harmed too many people, so he would never dare to do it again.
Fang Xuejian pulled his horse on his body and laughed: It is natural that you are willing to practice the "Iron Crotch Magic" in hard work. But in the future, you have to be a prostitute, take a guest, and earn a share of money. If you bully a good woman at will, you will be seen by me, and then you will swing the sword and turn the "Iron Crotch" into "empty crotch". That's not to be played. Just pull the reins and go with Long Hongling.
The two returned to the inn, and there was a constant disturbance. Boss Qian came to ask as usual, and when he saw her return safely, he went to sleep at his ease.
As usual, Long Hongling took out the night pearl, took off his clothes and went to bed, and as usual, a tea cup filled with water was placed in the middle of the mat.
Fang Xuejian put down his tent and looked down at the red plum blossoms that bloomed in the snow. He thought that the plum blossoms bloomed three times, and he and the eldest lady were lying in the same bed for the second time. I wonder if he could go to Wushan Clouds and Rain with her this time.
Scalp stiff neck, nose
I immediately smelled a familiar fragrance, like orchids and musk, which was the fragrance of the virginity of Long Hongling.
In order not to repeat the same mistake, Fang Xuejian took two cups of warm water to refresh himself before going to bed. He naturally needed to be extremely careful when dealing with a cunning little fox like Miss Long.
He picked up the teacup and observed carefully. Jingdezhen's ceramic craftsmanship is unparalleled in the world. Even a teacup is so exquisite and smooth. It is indeed well-known. As for this cup of cold water... cold water hurts the stomach, it is better not to drink it... take it away, take it away... Hehe, the cute little lamb, the cow-headed little pervert comes, too.
Long Hongling's delicate and orderly body curled up into a ball, with a thin waist and a round buttocks, beautiful curves, round and slender thighs, and the exposed skin is as tender as water, and fair as jade.
Fang Xuejian pushed away the hair on her shoulders and recalled the classic clips in "The Demon Goddess" in her mind. She had to pick a key part to start, but she made her desire in her heart so hard to suppress.
How could I remember a lot in a hurry? He racked his brains and was full of words like jade legs, fat ass, vaginas, etc., and jumped in his mind. As for how to tease it to make a woman excited and comfortable, should he use his lips or tongue to gently stroke or knead a certain part, he has no impression of it.
Fang Xuejian was full of energy in his youth. He was already excited by this time and was nervous. This time he was tired of books and felt burdened. He was actually holding up but not lifted up, but not lifted up but not hard. He was sweating down his face. It was very rare.
He swallowed, thinking that he would start from scratch. Anyway, the night is long and there is no intention to sleep. With the beautiful jade bones and ice skins, he can taste them carefully. What else can I pick on?
Fang Xuejian's teeth bit her round shoulders, her fingers gently stroked across the smooth vest, and felt the skin under her fingers tremble slightly, and her fingers stopped at the edge of her bellyband and opened the knot.
Amid the beautiful woman's cry, Fang Xuejian had already pulled the water-red bellyband into his hand, and leaned close to his nose, and a warm and sweet smell rushed straight into his heart.
Long Hongling's back is like a piece of beautiful Lantian jade carved, and there is no flaw found on his smooth and delicate skin.
Fang Xuejian's moist tongue gently swept across it, like a sled sprinting across the vast snowfield, leaving traces of ruts crushing, ice and snow splashing everywhere, like millions of pores suddenly shrinking
Fang Xuejian held the beauty's shoulders with both hands and pressed her body up, making her lying sideways to prone
The tip of the tongue kept winding down on the smooth back, like a sharp plow, turning on every inch of frozen land under the snow field
The beauty's breathing gradually became lighter under the tip of his tongue. The cold cold of three feet of ice has begun to melt, and life has opened its shell under the nourishment of water and heat.
Fang Xuejian's tongue tip was as agile as a snake, licking and sucking, which made him feel heart-stringing. She slid from the vest to the slender waist. Unexpectedly, Long Hongling was a yellow girl, and she was extremely tickling. She sucked it on the waist twice and then she was like dozens of ants crawling. She couldn't help laughing out loud and said in a tingling voice: It's so itchy!
Fang Xuejian sat on Long Hongling's lap. Hearing her reaction, she suddenly moved her heart, pressing her struggling body, and gently licking her nimble tongue on the back of her waist, making the beauty panting and twisting like a snake.
Long Hongling was scratched to the itchy place, and every pore on his body seemed to tremble involuntarily. A slight and itchy taste flowed all over his body, which was extremely unbearable. For a moment, his heart beat like a drum, his face was blushing like a fire, and he turned half of his red face, with all kinds of love rippling in his eyes, and he begged for mercy.
Fang Xuejian didn't dare to chase her too much, and she lowered her upper body, pressed her onto her smooth spine like a cream, leaned closer to her face, kissed her lightly, and said: Call me three times, my dear good brother, I won't scratch your itch anymore. Move your left palm to the position just now, and gently crawled, and the beauty smiled again
Fang Xuejian saw her face flushed, her eyes were as gentle as water, and she was misty. When she opened and closed, she felt a seductive confusion, but she was just humming in her nose and refused to surrender.
Call me quickly, call me my dear good brother. Fang Xuejian accelerated his hands, but he was afraid that he would wear down her delicate skin, so he didn't dare to force it. He opened his mouth and took her delicate earlobes into his mouth.
The man's hot and thick breath lingers in his ears, gently teasing her sensitive girl's love thread. Long Hongling's crystal clear skin was already red, and she was panting thinly. The defensive dam was shaking in front of the huge wave of lust. A row of bright and fine teeth bit her lower lip and never opened her mouth when she died.
Fang Xue was about to go crazy. She stroked her back palms over and over again, and suddenly used a move to the moon in the sea. She passed through her armpits and held the two plump and tall breasts on the beauty's chest. Ten fingers were like deep cotton balls. The tentacles were warm, soft and smooth, and they were indescribably comfortable.
Long Hongling was hit by a vital attack. Ah let out a light cry, his body trembled, and his beautiful face instantly surged with a tempting blush, and his breathing was suddenly rapid
In the tent, the mandarin ducks meet their necks, spring love permeates, young boys and girls are tangled in their limbs, skin is dating, the powerful current of the opposite sex attracts each other on every inch of the skin and every hair flows rapidly, and the moving numbness and pleasure come from each other's body. The burning taste is sweet and sweet like the iced wine hidden in the Turpan Kingdom Cellar
Fang Xuejian interacted with her mouth and tongue, teasing her soft earlobes like jade pendant, rubbing and rubbing her ten fingers, pinching the beautiful woman's plump and bulging breasts round and flattening, and the blood in her chest was churning, like a fire, the tide of love was rushing, and it was hard to suppress itself. The sun roots of the lower body were already swollen and hot, pressing against the beautiful woman's plump buttocks, stretching straight, as if they were the Kunlun Tianzhu that has supported the separation of heaven and earth since ancient times, with a strong temperament and proud and independent character.
Long Hongling's body was boiling and soft, and could not exert any strength. It was like the melting ice and snow under the scorching sun, bit by bit, thousands of threads gradually merged into a gurgling stream, flowing comfortably under the man's wet tongue and fiery fingers, singing happily
Fang Xuejian used brute force and turned her body over. He heard a loud bang in his mind. His eyes stopped on her chest. The two round snow peaks were towering and towering. The translucent skin was smooth like cream. It was even more crystal clear than beautiful jade. It stood tremblingly on her chest, shaking it gently.
Two bright nipples are like two roses in the morning breeze, quietly blooming against dewdrops, dazzling, red light, and the night pearl at the head of the bed instantly loses its color
Long Hongling exclaimed, stretched his arms to hug his chest, Fang Xuejian let out a low roar in his throat, leaning down his face like crazy, burying his entire head into the unfathomable milk ditch to absorb the jade liquid buried deep in the ground
With both hands, I held the tall Xuefeng tightly and squeezed my face desperately, as if I wanted to bury my body, mind and soul inside.
The hungry lips were printed in the depths of the ravines, and countless passionate kisses fell down, like shovels of coal in the hands of a miner, shoveling and pitting, Yugong moved mountains, endlessly digging a dream that would never be reached for millions of years
His soul is blindly looking for the source of human desire and exploring the motivation of male passion
Long Hongling felt like an electric shock, moaned for a long time, her body shook violently like a spasm, her heartbeat was like a drum, and her blood was rushing rapidly around her, feeling like a flower gradually blooming, the sun was bright, and the warm wind was warm, a greedy bee was flying around her, spinning, occasionally stretching out her tentacles to test it
Long Hongling closed his eyes, hugged his head, opened his heart, let the man's burning breathing and lips and tongue invade his plump well fields, and absorb the sweet sweet juice on his body as he pleases.
The nose is full of the beautiful woman's strong frankincense. Fang Xuejian's tongue can't help but lick her tender skin. The beauty's plump breasts stand high and stick to his face, full of silky texture, as white as snow, smooth as crisp, and swelling under the caress of his palms, changing into strange shapes.
The two nipples on the top are delicate and tender, and are full of brilliance, like the red beans that are most loved by the south; shy and sharp, standing proudly, and like the red plum blossoms blooming in the snow all over the sky
Fang Xuejian raised his head and looked down at the beautiful mountain plain, with high and low rise and low waves and magnificent
Long Hongling's pink face is red, and her skin is white and delicate. Under the illumination of the night pearl, it emits a gentle luster like a beautiful jade, like a piece of exquisite ceramics made of famous crafts in Jingdezhen
Long Hongling's beautiful eyes seemed to contain a crystal spring rain. He gently stretched out his jade arms like a lotus root and hooked on his neck. His fresh and plump lips were slightly opened, like a ripe peach, hanging tremblingly on the delicate treetops, as if waiting for him to pick, his sucking, his swallowing
Fang Xuejian's whole body was boiling, and his throat was so thirsty that he was about to smoke. He leaned forward and opened his mouth to hold the two cherry-like lips.
Long Hongling hugged his head and neck tightly, turned over and pressed him down, stretched out his soft tongue and gently teased his lips, like a lively little snake.
Fang Xuejian hugged her slender waist with both hands, and her delicate skin was as smooth as silk.
The two of them were tightly clinging to each other, and the man's strong muscles clearly felt the smoothness and elasticity of the beautiful breasts. Two buds that were as hard as cherries were gently rubbing against his chest. The two of them breathed rapidly, and their scorching breaths were entangled together.
Long Hongling's tongue finally penetrated into his mouth, and his fragrant and wet tongue wandered between his teeth, like a bird stealing crops in the field. If there was a slight movement of wind and grass, it would spread its wings and fly away.
The beauty's lips were tender and smooth, fresh and pure, and Fang Xuejian's nose was filled with fragrance. She held her tongue and felt a stream of refreshing saliva flowing from the root of her tongue into her mouth. It was sweet and refreshing, refreshing, and sucking more forcefully
While lingering, my tongue suddenly encountered a hard object like a projectile, and soon slid down into my abdomen with the remaining saliva in my mouth. The suffocation feeling that rolled over my throat was clearly nostalgic. A very terrifying thought suddenly flashed in my mind, that...that is...
A crisp laugh like a silver bell was heard in my ear, and a woman said softly and softly: Master Fang, I was hungry just now, so I took the half of the remaining 'Seven Days Broken Heart Sphere' in my mouth and ate it as candy. But I knew that your stomach was hungry than me. I snatched it from my mouth and ate it myself. It was so ungraceful.
Fang Xue was stunned, as if he fell from a paradise with flowers to a cold and terrifying hell. His thighs were trembling. Before the poison had occurred, his stomach was already twitching.
He looked at the stunning beauty in front of him, and was so eager to cry without tears. He begged in a low voice: Big... Miss, please be kind and spare me once. My intestines were broken into eight pieces yesterday, and today I can no longer withstand the tossing.
OK, let's call me three dear aunt first. Long Hongling hugged her arms and chest, and half of her plump round breasts were exposed outside. Her curves were delicate and graceful, which made people think
She turned her head and pretended to be very careful.
Dear aunt, dear aunt, dear aunt. Although Fang Xuejian is an orphan, he calls these six words not once or twice. At this time, the situation is forced to make him call him even more graceful, with both voice and emotion, touching
You want to scare ghosts, it's even worse than a crow's scream. Go and go under the bed to reflect for a night. Your jade legs stretched out, as fast as lightning, hitting the key point of his lower body.
Ah! The tent floated, Fang Xuejian let out a shrill cry, and his naked body quickly disappeared from his sight, as if he was suddenly swallowed by endless darkness
With a giggle, something slipped out of somewhere
If he missed a blow, he threw the candlestick next to him, hoping that he could kill the other party in one go, and everything would be fine. Unfortunately, Zhong Kui's martial arts are really not weak. Although he was so embarrassed that he was always a little short of success.
Zhong Kui fell to the ground to avoid it. Long Hongling saw that he could not miss it. He jumped over and picked up the long sword, and stabbed it straight into his lower abdomen.
The sword casts like lightning, and with a squeak, it pierces his belly and top.
Zhong Kui suddenly felt a chill in his lower abdomen, and the long sword had already entered half an inch of flesh. After a while, he was afraid that he would be nailed to the ground. When he was in danger, he closed his palms and with a bang, he had already clamped the tip of the sword between his palms.
Long Hongling was determined to stab a transparent hole in his lower abdomen and pushed his sword hard, but it didn't move at all. He was shocked and raised his strength to take it back. However, the long sword was cast in an iron mountain. Where could it be pulled back?
Fortunately, Miss Long also has a unique skill that has never been tried. Although the delicate and exquisite embroidered shoes look not enough to hold them, their lethality to a specific part of a man should not be underestimated.
Long Hongling's eyes showed murderous intent, swung his right foot back, looked at his lower body, and kicked him hard
Before she could hit her right foot, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her left leg. He had kicked her first. The sword tilted, and her body could no longer stand steadily and fell on the man's body.
Zhong Kui snatched the sword with his hands, put it on her neck, and whispered: Don’t move around!
When Long Hongling stepped forward to kill the enemy, Fang Xuejian only felt a pair of fire swords and flints on the table. He thought that although the power was smaller, he threw it at the critical moment and might also produce some strange effects.
Unexpectedly, the situation reversed, and Long Hongling was suddenly restrained, which scared him so much that he was so scared that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was
Zhong Kui snorted and said: Quickly light the light
Fang Xuejian said timidly, but thought to himself: I threw the candlestick out, where is there any light better? The fire knife in my hand and the flints hit each other, and with a click, it started to fire. Fang Xuejian ignited a piece of paper on the table, and the room was lit up immediately
The paper media was only a thin piece, burning very quickly, and it burned out in a moment, so he had to click again
Zhong Kui stood up, his sword still pressing against Long Hongling's throat. He saw clearly that there was no candlestick on the table by using the fire. He thought that the strange hidden weapon that almost cut off his descendants just now was probably the candlestick.
He snorted, took out a fire pleat from his arms, threw it over and said: Light it and find a candle to come out
Fang Xuejian lit the fire pleats and opened a drawer. He saw dozens of candles inside. He took out one, blew the fire pleats and threw it back to him.
The fire swayed, and the three of them were flickering and darker, and the room became quiet again
Zhong Kui's sharp eyes turned around on the two of them, and finally stopped on Long Hongling's horse's face and said: The little girl's swordsmanship is so vicious, but she doesn't know what she calls Long Xiaotian?
You are the Taoist priest who helped the Wang family catch ghosts tonight? Do you know my father? Long Hongling has heard his voice, but he doesn't know how this gangster who pretends to be a ghost and cheats people of money can know his father
Zhong Kui smiled, put away his long sword, and said: I haven't seen you for seven or eight years. I didn't expect that the daughter of the "Jade-faced Flying Dragon" is so old. Your name... Your name should be Long Hongling, right? He bandaged the wound on his body while talking.
The jade-faced flying dragon is the nickname given to Long Xiaotian by people from the world. He praised him not only for his handsome appearance, but also for his golden snake sword technique. It is smart and elegant, like a flying dragon outside the sky, elusive and incomparable.
Long Hongling was even more strange. This stinky Taoist priest actually knew his name. He was puzzled. A flash of inspiration in his mind. He suddenly remembered someone and blurted out: You...are you the Taoist Qingfeng of Mount Emei?
Taoist Master Qingfeng is one of the three highest-ranking people in the Emei Sect today. He has a high martial arts talent, and he has 72-way Luomei Sword Technique. He is not as good as his right hand in the sect.
What's even more rare is that he was born with a warm and warm heart. After he became a master of art, he did a lot of chivalrous things. In a few years, he created such a big reputation in the world.
Seven years ago, he met the jade-faced flying dragon and Long Xiaotian on the banks of the Chishui River. The two started to fight because of a small misunderstanding. The Luomei Sword Technique vs. The Lingser Sword Technique was like a chess match. The two fought for a day and a night without sleep. The result was that the match was equal and it was difficult to decide the winner.
At the end of the fight, they naturally developed a sense of mutual appreciation. They were extremely respectful to each other's martial arts. After the misunderstanding was resolved, they had a long chat for three nights, and the two became friends who could talk about everything.
After Long Xiaotian returned home, he talked about this to his daughter, so Long Hongling had some impressions in his mind, but it was too long and he had never seen him, so his impression was blurred.
Zhong Kui covered his wounds, smiled and nodded, and returned the sword to her, and said: Shenlong Villa is rich. If it weren't for your "Spirit Snake Sword Technique", I would never have expected Long Xiaotian's baby daughter to be a thief here in the middle of the night
Long Hongling's face turned red and he laughed, saying: Taoist Qingfeng is famous all over the world, and his little niece can't imagine that you would actually come to this place to catch ghosts and cheat money in the middle of the night.
The little girl is so scheming. She didn't learn 10% of her martial arts skills. Her skills are beyond her own strength. Ah Qingfeng walked to the bed, explored the breath of the middle-aged woman, and poked her sleeping hole on her waist. Then she turned around and said, "I found out that Zhang Shiche's doghouse was moved to Yushan, Jiangxi, and I searched in the city for five days but couldn't find it everywhere. If I hadn't seen the notice of hiring a Taoist priest on the street early this morning, I would have been dizzy."
Taoist priest, what are you doing to find Zhang Shiche? Did he offend you?
Taoist Master Qingfeng sat down on the edge of the bed, waved his hand and let the two of them sit, saying: It's a long story, Zhang Shiche relied on the support of Zhao Wenhua, the Minister of Works, in the court, to act as a governor in Sichuan, and to be a heroic person.
But that's fine. It's just a good Minjiang River management project. He gave him a blind command, but it turned out to be messy. A flood dam became riddled after two years. It completely left. In June this year, the dam broke. Thousands of houses in Guanghan, Mianzhu and Luojiang counties were washed away. Tens of thousands of people were homeless. This "three feet tall" parent official was promoted step by step. Now he is free and happy to be his Minister of War in Nanjing City.
The most evil people in the world are foolish monarchs and corrupt officials. The people are flesh lying on the chopping board, but all they hope is to meet a good emperor who puts the people first, a good official who is truly hangs high and works for the people. However, within a thousand years, such luck is too rare for the people. There are many corrupt officials in the world like flies and ants, and that is impossible to kill. Why is Zhang Shiche called "the sky is three feet high"? Could it be that he was also a figure in the martial arts world before?
Zhang Shiche was born in a Jinshi, not a figure in the martial arts world. This "height of the sky is three feet high" was a plaque given to him by the Sichuan people when he left office. At that time, Chengdu was crowded with people, beating drums and drums, dancing dragons and lions. It was so lively that Shiche heard that the two most respected gentlemen in the local area gave him a plaque for the people. He was so happy that he had no bones left on his body that he came out of the yamen excitedly. When he saw these four words, he was so angry that he almost vomited blood on the spot. Haha, young man, do you know why?
Fang Xuejian thought to himself, and suddenly a light of inspiration appeared and said with a smile: The sky is three feet high, I am afraid it is not really three feet high, but the land in Sichuan has shaved three feet thinner for Lord Zhang.
Taoist Principal Qingfeng laughed, pointed to the long row of boxes in the house, and said: That's right, if this Lord Zhang didn't scrape the land in Sichuan three feet thin, where would such a big manor come from? Where would so many jewelry treasures come from? I visited this middle of the night to get some folk paste from this "three feet tall" parent official to help the people in the disaster-stricken counties.
Fang Xuejian and Long Hongling looked at each other. The stinky Taoist priest said so much. It turned out that they were asking them to hand over the two bags to him obediently so that he could help those victims who didn't know if they were real. He had a sinister intention.
Taoist Master Qingfeng obviously saw the doubts of the two, and laughed: Could it be that the old Taoist priest is so old that he can deceive you younger generations? What's more, the family business of Shenlong Villa, no matter how big the flowers are, it's enough for you couple to enjoy a lifetime of blessings. You each choose two things from the inside, and let the old Taoist take away the rest. How about it?
The two of them came to beat him, but the two came to help the victims was not a trivial matter. The three came to have heavy pockets, not a person who was short of money. Under the burning eyes of Taoist Principal Qingfeng, hesitated for a moment and generously agreed.
Long Hongling picked out a jade BMW and a white jade tiger from the bag. Fang Xuejian asked for the pearl sweatshirt and a pure gold ring inlaid with emeralds. He thought that he would marry Xiao Zhao soon, and these two things were just right for engagement gifts.
Imagine Xiao Zhao's surprise smile when he took the gift, and his heart is full of tenderness, sweet, like honey
Taoist Master Qingfeng carried two bags on his shoulders, picked up the peach wood sword broken into two pieces from the ground, took care of him, and went out and leaped away.
The two of them waited for him to walk away, and then they breathed a sigh of relief, secretly saying that if the martial arts master who came was not this stinky Taoist priest, they would probably have lost their lives here tonight.
Fang Xuejian endured the pain on his butt and found a blue blanket of lakes and wrapped the remaining fifty scrolls in an ancient brain. He thought to himself: Although these calligraphy and paintings are not as cute as gold, silver and jewelry, after buying a house, they can be hung in the study to fill the storefront. The so-called "There are great scholars in conversation and laughter, but no white scholars in exchange for each other. His own great scholars are definitely not considered. This white scholar is definitely unwilling to do it.
Although he read a lot when he was young, most of them were profound and awkward Buddhist scriptures. Many of the books were chanted by the monks without any thoughts. They would forget them after reading them. I am afraid that they would not even have two-tenths of what I remember, let alone understand them.
Shaolin Temple belongs to Zen Buddhism, and Zen cultivation requires insight and opportunity. Zen Master Huijue is not only knowledgeable, but also has some knowledge in Confucianism and Taoist scriptures. In his spare time, he will tell him some interesting stories and allusions of the three religions and allusions, allowing him to comprehend the principles of life in ordinary cases.
Fang Xuejian has been living under others since childhood, knowing the warmth and warmth of human relationships, the hardships of the world, acting, speaking more maturely and more sophisticated than ordinary teenagers of the same age.
But he lived in a long time, lived a hard life, and had few opportunities to open his eyes. He even had no idea how much silver the pure gold ring was worth. Naturally, he had no idea about the preciousness of these calligraphy and paintings.
At that time, the purchase price of Tang Bohu's "Sleeping Begonia Spring" had risen to 3,000 taels of silver.
Although the calligraphy and paintings in the two boxes are not as valuable as "The Begonia Spring Sleeping Picture", they are also different. Some are like Wang Xizhi's calligraphy, and Wu Daozi's paintings are far more than this price. More than fifty scrolls are worth at least tens of thousands of taels of silver.
No matter who has more than 100,000 taels of silver in his study, it is definitely not as simple as replenishing the storefront.
Fang Xuejian wrapped her bags and was thinking about the dozen or so porcelain bottles. She took two of them back to use for flower arrangement. Suddenly, Long Hongling cheered and turned her head to look. She saw that she was getting off the bed, holding an open flat wooden box in her hand, and her hands were shaking slightly. I thought that the things in the box must be extraordinary.
He walked closer and looked carefully and saw that the upper floor of the half-foot-high box was a land deed, which read a certain year, month, a certain county and a certain village, and a few acres and a few more details. Two big red mud seals were also covered with on it.
The two of them were not interested in land deeds and house deeds. They were interested in two thick stacks of silver notes on the bottom of the box.
The one with the least silver bills is 500 taels, and the one with the most is 5000 taels. Although Long Hongling came from a wealthy family, he had saved as much as 16,000 taels of New Year's money in 16 years. At this moment, he was inevitably excited to see so much money at once.
Put the box on the table, and the two white and tender hands trembled slightly. After taking it, they counted it in a hurry and found more than 40 pieces, more than 50,000 taels of silver.
Fang Xuejian took another one and flipped it out casually, five thousand taels, three thousand taels, two thousand taels... One eye-catching red numbers jumped in front of his eyes, like a cluster of flames in winter, tormenting the liquid in his blood vessels to boil.
Each of these silver bills is a silver mountain, big or small, piled together, I am afraid it is taller than his people
The two of them honestly and unceremoniously took these silver notes for themselves. Long Hongling stuffed the box back into the pillow. The sleepers of the same color were not found. If they had not carefully checked it, it would be difficult to find a pillow with such an ordinary appearance, which was so tricky inside.
Fang Xuejian carefully checked the scene in the room, trying not to leave obvious artificial traces, and even the extinguished candle was stuffed into his arms and taken away.
The two of them returned with a full load this time. The more than 500,000 wealth that Zhang Shiche had worked hard to collect for most of his life was divided into four. Taoist Master Qingfeng carried a quarter to provide disaster relief. The Wang family was left with one piece, and the other two pieces fell into the pocket of the two.
The dark night sky is covered with chess pieces, and the milk-like moonlight shines on the way when we come, like a layer of bright silver
Fang Xuejian held his head and chest up, and rode on the horse as if sitting in a cloud. He had 70,000 guan wrapped around his waist and more than 100,000 guan on his shoulders. Naturally, he was full of energy and was floating like a fairy.
If it weren't for deliberately maintaining demeanor in front of beautiful women, he would be afraid he would dance on the horse's back
Chen Xiaosi waited obediently by the river, serving the two of them to get off the horse and cross the river, and he was doing his best.
After getting ashore, Long Hongling not only gave him some medicine, but also threw five taels of silver for him.
Chen Xiaosi was so grateful that he knelt on the ground and vowed to be a new person. He heard that there was a man named Li Xiaoyao in Yangzhou who opened a special restaurant to teach men to practice the magical skills of iron crotch. He planned to abandon the darkness and turn to the light. The robbers harmed too many people, so he would never dare to do it again.
Fang Xuejian pulled his horse on his body and laughed: It is natural that you are willing to practice the "Iron Crotch Magic" in hard work. But in the future, you have to be a prostitute, take a guest, and earn a share of money. If you bully a good woman at will, you will be seen by me, and then you will swing the sword and turn the "Iron Crotch" into "empty crotch". That's not to be played. Just pull the reins and go with Long Hongling.
The two returned to the inn, and there was a constant disturbance. Boss Qian came to ask as usual, and when he saw her return safely, he went to sleep at his ease.
As usual, Long Hongling took out the night pearl, took off his clothes and went to bed, and as usual, a tea cup filled with water was placed in the middle of the mat.
Fang Xuejian put down his tent and looked down at the red plum blossoms that bloomed in the snow. He thought that the plum blossoms bloomed three times, and he and the eldest lady were lying in the same bed for the second time. I wonder if he could go to Wushan Clouds and Rain with her this time.
Scalp stiff neck, nose
I immediately smelled a familiar fragrance, like orchids and musk, which was the fragrance of the virginity of Long Hongling.
In order not to repeat the same mistake, Fang Xuejian took two cups of warm water to refresh himself before going to bed. He naturally needed to be extremely careful when dealing with a cunning little fox like Miss Long.
He picked up the teacup and observed carefully. Jingdezhen's ceramic craftsmanship is unparalleled in the world. Even a teacup is so exquisite and smooth. It is indeed well-known. As for this cup of cold water... cold water hurts the stomach, it is better not to drink it... take it away, take it away... Hehe, the cute little lamb, the cow-headed little pervert comes, too.
Long Hongling's delicate and orderly body curled up into a ball, with a thin waist and a round buttocks, beautiful curves, round and slender thighs, and the exposed skin is as tender as water, and fair as jade.
Fang Xuejian pushed away the hair on her shoulders and recalled the classic clips in "The Demon Goddess" in her mind. She had to pick a key part to start, but she made her desire in her heart so hard to suppress.
How could I remember a lot in a hurry? He racked his brains and was full of words like jade legs, fat ass, vaginas, etc., and jumped in his mind. As for how to tease it to make a woman excited and comfortable, should he use his lips or tongue to gently stroke or knead a certain part, he has no impression of it.
Fang Xuejian was full of energy in his youth. He was already excited by this time and was nervous. This time he was tired of books and felt burdened. He was actually holding up but not lifted up, but not lifted up but not hard. He was sweating down his face. It was very rare.
He swallowed, thinking that he would start from scratch. Anyway, the night is long and there is no intention to sleep. With the beautiful jade bones and ice skins, he can taste them carefully. What else can I pick on?
Fang Xuejian's teeth bit her round shoulders, her fingers gently stroked across the smooth vest, and felt the skin under her fingers tremble slightly, and her fingers stopped at the edge of her bellyband and opened the knot.
Amid the beautiful woman's cry, Fang Xuejian had already pulled the water-red bellyband into his hand, and leaned close to his nose, and a warm and sweet smell rushed straight into his heart.
Long Hongling's back is like a piece of beautiful Lantian jade carved, and there is no flaw found on his smooth and delicate skin.
Fang Xuejian's moist tongue gently swept across it, like a sled sprinting across the vast snowfield, leaving traces of ruts crushing, ice and snow splashing everywhere, like millions of pores suddenly shrinking
Fang Xuejian held the beauty's shoulders with both hands and pressed her body up, making her lying sideways to prone
The tip of the tongue kept winding down on the smooth back, like a sharp plow, turning on every inch of frozen land under the snow field
The beauty's breathing gradually became lighter under the tip of his tongue. The cold cold of three feet of ice has begun to melt, and life has opened its shell under the nourishment of water and heat.
Fang Xuejian's tongue tip was as agile as a snake, licking and sucking, which made him feel heart-stringing. She slid from the vest to the slender waist. Unexpectedly, Long Hongling was a yellow girl, and she was extremely tickling. She sucked it on the waist twice and then she was like dozens of ants crawling. She couldn't help laughing out loud and said in a tingling voice: It's so itchy!
Fang Xuejian sat on Long Hongling's lap. Hearing her reaction, she suddenly moved her heart, pressing her struggling body, and gently licking her nimble tongue on the back of her waist, making the beauty panting and twisting like a snake.
Long Hongling was scratched to the itchy place, and every pore on his body seemed to tremble involuntarily. A slight and itchy taste flowed all over his body, which was extremely unbearable. For a moment, his heart beat like a drum, his face was blushing like a fire, and he turned half of his red face, with all kinds of love rippling in his eyes, and he begged for mercy.
Fang Xuejian didn't dare to chase her too much, and she lowered her upper body, pressed her onto her smooth spine like a cream, leaned closer to her face, kissed her lightly, and said: Call me three times, my dear good brother, I won't scratch your itch anymore. Move your left palm to the position just now, and gently crawled, and the beauty smiled again
Fang Xuejian saw her face flushed, her eyes were as gentle as water, and she was misty. When she opened and closed, she felt a seductive confusion, but she was just humming in her nose and refused to surrender.
Call me quickly, call me my dear good brother. Fang Xuejian accelerated his hands, but he was afraid that he would wear down her delicate skin, so he didn't dare to force it. He opened his mouth and took her delicate earlobes into his mouth.
The man's hot and thick breath lingers in his ears, gently teasing her sensitive girl's love thread. Long Hongling's crystal clear skin was already red, and she was panting thinly. The defensive dam was shaking in front of the huge wave of lust. A row of bright and fine teeth bit her lower lip and never opened her mouth when she died.
Fang Xue was about to go crazy. She stroked her back palms over and over again, and suddenly used a move to the moon in the sea. She passed through her armpits and held the two plump and tall breasts on the beauty's chest. Ten fingers were like deep cotton balls. The tentacles were warm, soft and smooth, and they were indescribably comfortable.
Long Hongling was hit by a vital attack. Ah let out a light cry, his body trembled, and his beautiful face instantly surged with a tempting blush, and his breathing was suddenly rapid
In the tent, the mandarin ducks meet their necks, spring love permeates, young boys and girls are tangled in their limbs, skin is dating, the powerful current of the opposite sex attracts each other on every inch of the skin and every hair flows rapidly, and the moving numbness and pleasure come from each other's body. The burning taste is sweet and sweet like the iced wine hidden in the Turpan Kingdom Cellar
Fang Xuejian interacted with her mouth and tongue, teasing her soft earlobes like jade pendant, rubbing and rubbing her ten fingers, pinching the beautiful woman's plump and bulging breasts round and flattening, and the blood in her chest was churning, like a fire, the tide of love was rushing, and it was hard to suppress itself. The sun roots of the lower body were already swollen and hot, pressing against the beautiful woman's plump buttocks, stretching straight, as if they were the Kunlun Tianzhu that has supported the separation of heaven and earth since ancient times, with a strong temperament and proud and independent character.
Long Hongling's body was boiling and soft, and could not exert any strength. It was like the melting ice and snow under the scorching sun, bit by bit, thousands of threads gradually merged into a gurgling stream, flowing comfortably under the man's wet tongue and fiery fingers, singing happily
Fang Xuejian used brute force and turned her body over. He heard a loud bang in his mind. His eyes stopped on her chest. The two round snow peaks were towering and towering. The translucent skin was smooth like cream. It was even more crystal clear than beautiful jade. It stood tremblingly on her chest, shaking it gently.
Two bright nipples are like two roses in the morning breeze, quietly blooming against dewdrops, dazzling, red light, and the night pearl at the head of the bed instantly loses its color
Long Hongling exclaimed, stretched his arms to hug his chest, Fang Xuejian let out a low roar in his throat, leaning down his face like crazy, burying his entire head into the unfathomable milk ditch to absorb the jade liquid buried deep in the ground
With both hands, I held the tall Xuefeng tightly and squeezed my face desperately, as if I wanted to bury my body, mind and soul inside.
The hungry lips were printed in the depths of the ravines, and countless passionate kisses fell down, like shovels of coal in the hands of a miner, shoveling and pitting, Yugong moved mountains, endlessly digging a dream that would never be reached for millions of years
His soul is blindly looking for the source of human desire and exploring the motivation of male passion
Long Hongling felt like an electric shock, moaned for a long time, her body shook violently like a spasm, her heartbeat was like a drum, and her blood was rushing rapidly around her, feeling like a flower gradually blooming, the sun was bright, and the warm wind was warm, a greedy bee was flying around her, spinning, occasionally stretching out her tentacles to test it
Long Hongling closed his eyes, hugged his head, opened his heart, let the man's burning breathing and lips and tongue invade his plump well fields, and absorb the sweet sweet juice on his body as he pleases.
The nose is full of the beautiful woman's strong frankincense. Fang Xuejian's tongue can't help but lick her tender skin. The beauty's plump breasts stand high and stick to his face, full of silky texture, as white as snow, smooth as crisp, and swelling under the caress of his palms, changing into strange shapes.
The two nipples on the top are delicate and tender, and are full of brilliance, like the red beans that are most loved by the south; shy and sharp, standing proudly, and like the red plum blossoms blooming in the snow all over the sky
Fang Xuejian raised his head and looked down at the beautiful mountain plain, with high and low rise and low waves and magnificent
Long Hongling's pink face is red, and her skin is white and delicate. Under the illumination of the night pearl, it emits a gentle luster like a beautiful jade, like a piece of exquisite ceramics made of famous crafts in Jingdezhen
Long Hongling's beautiful eyes seemed to contain a crystal spring rain. He gently stretched out his jade arms like a lotus root and hooked on his neck. His fresh and plump lips were slightly opened, like a ripe peach, hanging tremblingly on the delicate treetops, as if waiting for him to pick, his sucking, his swallowing
Fang Xuejian's whole body was boiling, and his throat was so thirsty that he was about to smoke. He leaned forward and opened his mouth to hold the two cherry-like lips.
Long Hongling hugged his head and neck tightly, turned over and pressed him down, stretched out his soft tongue and gently teased his lips, like a lively little snake.
Fang Xuejian hugged her slender waist with both hands, and her delicate skin was as smooth as silk.
The two of them were tightly clinging to each other, and the man's strong muscles clearly felt the smoothness and elasticity of the beautiful breasts. Two buds that were as hard as cherries were gently rubbing against his chest. The two of them breathed rapidly, and their scorching breaths were entangled together.
Long Hongling's tongue finally penetrated into his mouth, and his fragrant and wet tongue wandered between his teeth, like a bird stealing crops in the field. If there was a slight movement of wind and grass, it would spread its wings and fly away.
The beauty's lips were tender and smooth, fresh and pure, and Fang Xuejian's nose was filled with fragrance. She held her tongue and felt a stream of refreshing saliva flowing from the root of her tongue into her mouth. It was sweet and refreshing, refreshing, and sucking more forcefully
While lingering, my tongue suddenly encountered a hard object like a projectile, and soon slid down into my abdomen with the remaining saliva in my mouth. The suffocation feeling that rolled over my throat was clearly nostalgic. A very terrifying thought suddenly flashed in my mind, that...that is...
A crisp laugh like a silver bell was heard in my ear, and a woman said softly and softly: Master Fang, I was hungry just now, so I took the half of the remaining 'Seven Days Broken Heart Sphere' in my mouth and ate it as candy. But I knew that your stomach was hungry than me. I snatched it from my mouth and ate it myself. It was so ungraceful.
Fang Xue was stunned, as if he fell from a paradise with flowers to a cold and terrifying hell. His thighs were trembling. Before the poison had occurred, his stomach was already twitching.
He looked at the stunning beauty in front of him, and was so eager to cry without tears. He begged in a low voice: Big... Miss, please be kind and spare me once. My intestines were broken into eight pieces yesterday, and today I can no longer withstand the tossing.
OK, let's call me three dear aunt first. Long Hongling hugged her arms and chest, and half of her plump round breasts were exposed outside. Her curves were delicate and graceful, which made people think
She turned her head and pretended to be very careful.
Dear aunt, dear aunt, dear aunt. Although Fang Xuejian is an orphan, he calls these six words not once or twice. At this time, the situation is forced to make him call him even more graceful, with both voice and emotion, touching
You want to scare ghosts, it's even worse than a crow's scream. Go and go under the bed to reflect for a night. Your jade legs stretched out, as fast as lightning, hitting the key point of his lower body.
Ah! The tent floated, Fang Xuejian let out a shrill cry, and his naked body quickly disappeared from his sight, as if he was suddenly swallowed by endless darkness
With a giggle, something slipped out of somewhere
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