The fifth and twenty days of every month are all good days to climb Cuilou
In the past two days, the girls in each room will work harder, but they earn extra money.
That was a regular time for inspecting the accounts of the Tang Sect shops. It was naturally the ones who led the team to have a good opportunity to have a free night in Dongchuan County.
Although there are many rules for the Tang family, it does not prohibit disciples from prostitution. As long as the expenses come from being innocent, there is nothing wrong with it.
The inspection is a fat man, and the team is often the capable son and eldest son of each house of the Tang family. The bag is impossible to be shriveled. When meeting girls who know the truth, they usually have the generous and generous nature of people in the martial arts world.
After a while, the kind-hearted girls all got into regular customers of the Tang family. In the past two or three years, there have been many beautiful women with a gentle temperament. The precedent of being taken away by young people in the Tang family. If they happen to be a sacrificial servant who is not deflowered, they can also get the title of a concubine and live in the outdoor room.
Qingliu was once the third courtesan to enter the yard of Cuilou, and one of the three most beautiful women to climb Cuilou.
She is the youngest and most willing to work hard. She can not only play the piano and sing, but also dance with her skirt, and she can also take off her shirt, sending men into the most ecstatic gentle country.
From the moment she was sold here, she decided to make a way out by herself
But she is different from other women here
I'm afraid she is the only one in this huge brothel. She has no expectations for the fifth day of the 20th day of the lunar month.
Because the guests she was waiting for had no fixed days to visit
Sometimes it takes more than ten days, sometimes a month, the longest time, she asked her to wait for half a year
But as long as he is willing to come, she is willing to wait
Her Chuhong is his, and every time she has been after Chuhong is his
Everyone just thinks that Qingliu is climbing Cuilou and not selling herself, but she doesn't know that in order to please him, she practiced the skills of the lustful household. She practiced a tooth soaked in oil, which could be inserted into the heart and danced gracefully. After a song, she would not fall for an inch.
It is impossible to keep him in such a place forever. Every time, he stays for a few more days. Even if he is just greedy for the pleasure of his body, he can make Qingliu smile happily.
In fact, Qingliu has already used the money he gave to redeem himself.
But she felt that if she hadn't been here, that person would never be seen again
She could only wait in this fireworks alley, waiting, and she couldn't wait anymore. The old woman was old and he wouldn't come again, so she found a Guzi Temple and always accompany the ancient Buddha of the green lamp.
Today is twenty, when the Tang family inspectors come to have fun
Qingliu fell ill as usual, hid in her room, looking for a clean silence
The more you ignore this man, the more you move forward, and always think it is a play to get. She simply doesn't even do the scene of singing songs and chanting poems, and does not want to give up the scattered silver rewards and thank guests in the door.
But when the sunset returned to the nest and the moonlight was getting up, she still habitually lifted the brocade quilt, got up and dressed in the mirror, and asked Ning'er to bring a table of clear dishes, accompanied by a few snacks, and put two pairs of chopsticks.
Every day, Qingliu treats him as if he will come.
For the sake of his surprise, he raised his eyebrows in surprise: Hey, I love food, you guessed I'm coming today?
The rouge is shallowly pursed, the eyebrows and eyes are lightly slapped, and there is no need to apply heavy makeup. It is rare to have a day of leisure outside of menstruation. Qingliu sighed to the mirror, covered her mouth with a tired and lazy mouth, and asked softly: Ning'er, when is it time?
Around the end of You and the beginning of Xu, the young men of the Tang family had arrived. The man named Tang Xingchao still wanted the lady to sing the song with him, saying that he had seen two of the three beauties here and would make up for the gap tonight. Ning'er replied while combing her hair and tying her hair, Miss, he threw down two hundred taels of silver, and his mother was afraid she would not be able to deal with it.
Didn't I say I'm sick? There are few people from the Tang Sect who are so entangled. Qingliu frowned and touched her a little lead. She slowly touched a few places on the face, revealing a sick look. She asked Ning'er to take a wet cloth and wipe off the rouge on her lips, leaving only the dark eyebrows still. Then she sighed quietly, saying, Xing'an shouldn't come, I'll go back to the couch to pretend to be sick
Miss, don’t you eat something first? Ning'er looked at the table and didn’t see you for dinner before afternoon and was in poor spirits. Is Guishui coming again?
No, I just felt very upset. Qingliu got up and sat down, held the chopsticks and sipped a few times, Ning'er, sit down and eat with me
This is the seat for Mr. Tang, how dare I sit there if I do
He won't come, it's empty and empty
A faint sentence, full of slight anger, resentment, and sorrow
Every time she looked at this table of wine and food, she would think of the night she first met. When he whispered the green willows, his face seemed to be missing someone's tenderness.
It was like he spent a lot of money to order her flower card just for the name of the flower
Perhaps, the person engraved in his heart just happened to have these two words in his name...
I said, you can't make a brilliant plan, and I guessed it every time I was coming. As soon as the window lattice sounded, the breeze blew in, a handsome man with a jade face was already standing in the room, smiling three points, and said lightly, "What's the hardship you are?"
As soon as I saw him, the tiredness and gloom on Qingliu's entire face was swept away, and the watery eyes lit up. They suddenly lit up and knocked the stool to the ground. The smile was like the first blooming of spring flowers. I said happily: Xing'an, you, are you here? I still think you... I won't come today.
Xing'an walked over, bent down and held up the stool, hugged her slender waist, leaned over her cheek and kissed her lightly, and said with a smile: I said half a month ago, will I come more diligently in the past? When will I not count on my words?
Qing Liu smiled and hurriedly asked Ning'er to put another stool beside him. Gu Pan Shenfei threw a look at the door.
The first thing a maid in the yard needs to learn is to observe his expression and immediately opened the door and left.
Qingliu then let go of her reserve, hurriedly dropped the door bolt, came over and leaned softly in Xing'an's arms, and suddenly lost his bones, and said with a blushing face: You say diligently, I will still be able to meet in three or five days, waiting all day without any good food or sleep, and my eyes were sore that I looked sore. I stayed for a few more days this time, okay?
Xing'an took a few bites first, thought for a while, and said: Don't rush to talk about this, is Tang Xingchao here to invite you again today?
Qingliu knew that his surname was Tang, and although he did not have anything from the Tang sect, he must have nothing to do with the Tang sect. So he suppressed his lovesickness first and nodded and said: Yes, here it's again
Then she remembered that the last time she came over was exactly the fifth day of the first lunar month
She was secretly shocked and hurriedly said: Are you asking him for something?
Xing'an said lightly: I won't look for him, I just want to wait for him to come to him.
Qing Liu lowered his eyes and pondered, saying in a soft voice: Do you want me to go and make an appointment with him to a secluded place?
Xing'an raised his hand and twisted her little face, pressed his thumb and said with a smile: What are you thinking about? When I came back this time to use you to catch him? Stupid girl, there is only one thing you want to do for me
What? She looked up and asked nervously
Live well here. Xing'an's warm fingers brushed across her cheeks, instantly calming her restless mood. I can't see you when I want to see you, so I feel so uncomfortable.
Since she was pretending to be sick, the sound of piano music was not good in the green willow room. She drank a few drinks, and she moved her wine and re-drawn her eyebrows and eyes, moistened her lips and cheeks, and tidily pulled out her dance skirt, took out her dance skirt, and changed it to the screen, asking him to slam the high and beat the beat, and gave him a dance
Every time you meet, you will be confused. When you are inconvenient, you will have red lips and a jade flute. When you are in a relationship, you will not have to be at all reserved.
She also knew in her heart that this man actually liked to see her desire and depend on him.
So under the gorgeous dance dress covered with a gaze cage, she was not wearing any lining.
She was proudly tall, with her snow-white and round, and her peaks were faintly visible. She stood two pretty plum buds, and she was still holding a pipa in the layered mesh. She was still half-covering her face with a pipa among the layers of mesh.
The two long legs with smooth skin and smooth muscles and bones changed with the dance posture. Sometimes the jade tree stood up, and sometimes the white dragon came out of the abyss. The skirt flew, and the delicate ankles and beautiful calves rotated in front of us. The elastic texture and exquisite embroidered shoes all brought out a gust of charm and made the heart-warming sound.
Green willows, shadows fall, jade scratching the head, bamboo reflecting the moon in the middle of the Yuan Dynasty, wind blows on the block, cold butter pours wine drunk on the red building
Xing'an raised his glass with one hand, clapped his legs with one hand as a rule, and combined the green willow dance with a smile and sang with a light song
Although the words are quite beautiful, there is a sense of sadness and desolation between the ups and downs, as if you are remembering the old friend, and as if you are regretting the past that is powerless to change.
Green willow sways quickly, dancing faster, and the snake's waist is like water
She doesn't like Xing'an's expressions that she often looks at her.
She knew that the look did not belong to her
It doesn't matter, his people are there, at least tonight, he is Qingliu's
The yarn sleeves were double-parted, the green willow lowers its waist and lifts its legs, twisted it diagonally, and then leans on Xing'an's arms with shyness and timidity. Hanfang pants and vomits on his neck, and said softly: Xing'an, it's not too early, let's... rest early
He nodded and smiled, picked her up horizontally, lowered his head and kissed her down.
Qingliu raised her prime minister and lilac was eager to send it to his lips, hoping to pass it over with his longing and spread it a little bit as he spits.
Four lips were rubbing gently, Xing'an was obviously a good player, sucking heavily and chewing lightly, licking horizontally and sucking horizontally, sweeping the teeth one by one, and the cheeks were slim and slim. Soon, the green will make the whole body hot, and a pair of slender jade hands couldn't help but hook Xing'an's neck, and the slender fingers were slightly inserted between his hair bun, and he couldn't help but bend and stretch.
After a while, Xing'an smiled and looked up, took a sip on her forehead, then bypassed the screen, bent down and placed her on the soft silky bedding.
Her eyes were blurred and she raised her hand to help him with a loose dress. Then she was a little strange. She exclaimed and said: Why are you... wearing so simple this time?
Why, I think it's ugly? Xing'an looked down at her and quickly unbuttoned her neckline. His little hands softly penetrated, and he touched his strong chest warmly for a while. He smiled, it was just something outside, and his naked appearance remained unchanged.
Qing Liu smiled and raised her head, turned her head and opened her red lips, and kissed her gently on the protruding throat. While continuing to wear a loose dress for him, she murmured: You have become ugly and have more scars. I love you the same way. I will only recognize you in this life.
She likes to kiss his throat, not only because it is full of thin elasticity and the courage of a man, but also because she knows that he is an unfathomable martial arts master who is willing to let her touch such a deadly place, either believe in herself or believe in her.
And she is naturally willing to choose the latter as the answer
It is said that wine is a matchmaker, but for women, wine is just a pill that makes their mind confused and unprepared, and full of affection is the spiritual pill that is unsatisfactory.
Qingliu took off his underwear and as soon as she put her hands on his tight and strong buttocks, she couldn't help but moan softly.
Before he could be completely hard, she was already wet in the tiny trembling
Xing'an... I miss you so much. She curled under him, kissed his collarbone, kissed his breasts, and in an open dance skirt, her delicate body as tender as spring flowers pressed towards him, wishing she could turn into green vines and stop being willows, entangled him until the end of the world
I miss you too, Qingqing smiled gently, and did not rush to move up, or sent the gradually angry jade flute to her lips for her to serve. Instead, she copied her hands and pulled her tender body out of the spider-web-like dance skirt, hugged her strong body, held her smooth and slender waist with one hand, and held her hairpin with the other hand, gently sucked it, and gently hooked the tip of her tongue, kissed it slowly, and rubbed it in, turning and rubbed it.
Actually, Qingliu doesn't like him calling her Qingqing
She always feels that this name doesn't belong to her
But she never dared to say that she was afraid that the thin spider silk between the two would be broken due to her recklessness.
Um... She moaned gently and twisted slowly, wrapping her hands around his penis, peeling off the iron-like skin, gently rubbing the lower edge of the mushroom with her fingertips, for fear that it would not be smooth enough to hurt him, and she shyly touched the mouth of the jade pot with a moist and sticky sticky pity, and then served his turtle head
Xing'an is not slow but just kissing her lips. The big palm behind her waist slowly circled and touched her waist, causing her eyes to feel sore and numb. The passion between her lips and tongue is as hot as fire, and the mixed saliva that she swallowed spread to her chest and abdomen.
Just kissing her like this would make her body look crispy, and she could not feel her eyes were wet and red in her ears. She held the fingers of his life and clenched them a few minutes later.
Then Xing'an smiled slightly, leaned back, and his index finger slightly bent on her chin, leading her to the pillar of Qingtian under his crotch
Qingliu shook her head
She got out of bed naked, stepped on her embroidered shoes and walked out of the screen, took a pot of wine on the table, rinsed her mouth carefully, then sucked her mouth full of wine, pursed her lips and smiled, and lay between his legs.
As soon as the red lips opened, the wine drooped down. She squinted her eyes and sucked downwards, sucked the glans, and drank the good wine back together. Then, the sandalwood mouth wrapped tightly with its high stick, slowly squirmed, swallowing him inch by inch
While half of the penis was soaked in the wine, it was also soaked in the warm and smooth mouth. The lilac tongue danced flexibly, licking the thin tendon under the tortoise.
This naturally made Xing'an happy. He hummed happily, sat up, stroked her ear beads, plucked the earrings, raised them up, and took off her hairpin and put them aside.
Black hair is like a waterfall, scattered on the crystal white body, adding to the charm of the charm
But Qingliu was worried about sucking into her mouth. She hurriedly raised her hand and pushed it away, put it on one shoulder, raised her eyes and watched him enjoy his expression, while speeding up her penetration speed.
The slightest bit of wine leaked, staining his tight scrotum
Qingliu snorted lightly, raised her cherry lips and sucked the glans, slowly turned sideways, her tongue was underneath, her lips were on top, she sucked horizontally with her cock, and went straight to the spring bag, and licked and sucked it gently, cleaning the residual wine in the dense folds, without any left.
After gently holding the meatballs and spitting them alternately, Xing'an held her breasts in a low panting and said: Qingqing, do you want it?
She slowly raised her body and sat up. After some verbal sex, her lips looked like red plums and very beautiful.
She pushed two soft breasts into his palm and said softly: Just look at me a few times, I want it, Xing'an, touch me, my place... It's as embarrassing as if it's leaking...
But I like your shameful look more. Xing'an whispered, following her wishes, and then he picked up her wet, plump and tender vagina.
The heat in the palm passed through, like an invisible stick, ironing the flesh wall of the green willow female. She felt a soreness and itchy at the tip of her heart. She snorted gently, holding his head and neck, bent her knees and raised her white buttocks. The snow thighs were pulled into his wrist, clamping his slap as his male body, twisting his waist, rubbing back and forth, rubbing it out with crystal slim juice, and gasping for breath: Xing'an, I...I'm like this... I'm not ashamed?
Not enough. Xing'an smiled and bowed her body to bite her nipples, clamped her teeth, pressed her tongue against her breasts, and gently rotated. With a bent finger on her crotch, she squeezed two into the soft and tender spout of the pot.
Qing Liu understood it, turned his jade palm and pressed his shoulders with iron muscles. His little feet raised his fingers and stomped his hips up. His slim waist was about to break and he raised his hips up. The wet treasure clam slightly raised his fingers with his tender folds, leaving a layer of water marks like a snaking. Then, she whispered softly, revealing her lustfulness, her waist swinging back, and her two petals of her hips sank down. She stoked her fingers with a gulp, and she stoked her fingers back.
Xing'an...so...are you embarrassed? She snorted, tightened her lower abdomen muscles, and wriggled around her navel, causing her beautiful white and round buttocks to rotate around her fingers like a grinding wheel.
A man can't help but imagine that this clip is so sucked and constantly sniffing, how happy it would be if he wrapped the root of his descendants in it.
Xing'an's hard stick was raised and gently hit Qingliu's buttocks
But his eyes were still gentle, and there was no urgency. He spitted the hard nipples, kissed her bright red lips, and curled her two fingers in her body slightly, and slowly dug the power
There are about two fingers in the female female vagina. In the middle of the dome on the vestibule, there is a slightly thicker and slightly tender flesh with tender patterns. The more you are, the more full it is. Once the old man in the flower cluster finds this place, it will make her body shake violently and squirt wildly.
Qingliu had tasted great things, so she quickly pulled her body away, took off her fingertips with a whisper, frowned and shook her head, and said: Xing'an, I miss you, don't have hands...
She hid back and sat on the top of the high-spirited rage stick. Seeing that Xing'an didn't say anything, she bit her lip happily, lowered her hand to hold the living dragon, and turned her slender fingers back, pressing open the petals full of lustful dew, calling the Yumen Pass, hurriedly holding half of the round dragon head in his mouth.
Xing'an smiled loudly, as if she had finally teased her enough, and suddenly moved up and upside down.
Qing Liu's eyes were spinning in front of him, and when he shouted, he felt a heat in his lower body, his vagina became sore, his vagina became swelling, and a hard and good guy rushed in, which made her eyes blurry, her cervix tremble, her white legs were wrapped around him, and she bleeded a little, and she screamed beautifully: Ah... Yes, I'm alive...
Even though she studied the secret techniques of brothels, she kept practicing her vagina and anus all day long, and her plump and soft cavity with a bent intestine was sucked everywhere, but she couldn't resist the infatuation in her heart. She threw all kinds of methods behind her head, only knew that she could hold his strong arms on her ribs, raise her feet high on his shoulders, and welcomed her with her buttocks. She cried with sorrow and sorrow.
Xing'an held her soles and put them on her chest, lowered her head and kissed her, slapped her slowly for a few times, pressed her male body forward, and separated her snow thrusts. She stretched her hips suddenly.
Qing Liu sobbed, and ten delicate toes hung in the air and stepped on his shoulders. The tender and delicate body arched upwards, completely intoxicating the soul.
Xing'an... My kissing young master... The starry eyes are hazy, she holds Xing'an's cheeks and said softly, "I want you to be happy too... Let me slow down."
Xing'an knew that she had already enjoyed her happiness, so he smiled and stopped the Qaibo, and only slowly rubbed her in the oily hole. The palm pressed her with a thin layer of sweaty milk, but just held it gently.
This is one of Qingliu's favorite things about him
Although he was in a brothel, he never regarded her as a toy to vent his desires. Not only did he guide her to taste the bliss of being a woman, but he also made her feel loved and pity from the bottom of her heart.
She fell into the world, from helplessness to despair, from despair to accepting her fate, from accepting her fate to fighting to her desperate, but she never thought for a moment that she could still get such pity like a luxury
Even though he chose himself, it might be because of the name Qingliu, even though his gentle eyes might be looking at another woman in his memory, even if he never mentioned taking her away, and never made any vows, she was still willing to do anything for him.
Even to die for him
Qingqing, has he recovered? He leaned over and kissed her slightly cold tongue and sucked her hot, and said with a chuckle, "I can't wait."
She nodded slightly with a trace of intoxicating smile, put down her feet, and spread them on both sides of his male body, and said in a slight voice: I should have served you well, but you always love to make people fascinated first, so that I can lose seven points of strength.
Only three points are so ecstatic, ten percent, I can stand it. Xing'an smiled and slowly stuffed the penis dyed with juice until it was over. Even the two of them were fitted with each other, as if they were a ball.
Qing Liu took a few deep breaths, Bai Fufu's belly suddenly retracted, stretched like a string of piano, and the two round buttocks were also integrated into one place, clamping the wet buttocks into a deep slit.
Immediately, a living dragon buried deep in the Mixiang Cave Heaven was captured straight, and countless layers of patterns tightened from all directions. The flower center that was originally being held back half an inch, and immediately sucked the glans a little widened.
Immediately afterwards, the green willow panted rapidly, and its white and tender belly was like the wind blowing on the lake, rippling and rippling.
At the same time, the countless tight tender flesh also started to squirm
When an ordinary woman is ejaculated, her flower pussy often sucks her breasts like a child, wrapping her penis around her.
At this moment, Qingliu's hard-working sheep intestines were like seven or eight Zhang'er's mouths alternately. His baby was immersed in it without moving, and he could make waves of happy waves. In the blink of an eye, his whole body was numb and comfortable to breathe.
Xing'an, are you happy? Qingliu stood up from bottom to top, pressing against his body, his posture was quite laborious, and he still couldn't help but ask in panting.
Xing'an nodded, kissed her, and said: Your "internal" skills are becoming more and more refined.
As long as you are happy, I practice every day. She was secretly happy, then held her breath and concentrated, frowned and closed her eyes, took out more strength, and sucked the hard objects in her body.
With such friction, her tender flesh actually had itchy places and was scratched. The moving flower cores that moved back and forth actively hit the turtle head and head again and again. The men and women intercoursed, and the yin and yang were embedded, and they were just pressed against the small depression in her circular lust. In less than a few dozen rounds, they became honey like a spring, almost dying to ascend to the immortal.
Unfortunately, all women in the world have a fatal point. When men are at their peak, they will naturally rush and rush violently, and unconsciously develop a sense of unreasonable strength. However, these timid girls will be sore when they are numb when the honey pot is numb. They will have sore waists and weak legs. They must be relieved to pick up the strength of their bodies again and entangle the man.
So Qingliu became softer and softer as she moved. As she moved, her waist became sore, and she couldn't hold on for a while, and she sank down.
Her waist was so heavy that the thick penis that was enjoying her freely slid out a few inches immediately after she slid out a few inches deep.
The turtle ridges hooked up with layers of tender flesh and made her chuck her, and even her urine was sore and soft that she wanted to melt. She kicked her feet and fell down humming, and she was bleating again.
She was quite disappointed, bit her red lip hard, gently pinched Xing'an's nipples with her little hand, fiddled with her a few times, and said softly: I'm really useless, I'll lose it first... I'll take care of myself first
Xing'an was actually when the psychic gate was opened. The comfort of the penis had already shaken. However, his internal strength was profound and it was the way to strengthen the foundation and cultivate the essence. After tasting the taste of soul-absorbing bones, he could still use his inner breath to lock the yang without coming out. Once the clouds and rain came, he could enjoy it many times. There was no need to worry about leaving his children by mistake.
There is no need to explain it to Qingliu in this secret. Xing'an pressed her back to the couch as he did in the past, pressing her very smooth body, which was now sweating and slimming, and then started to thrust slowly.
After sending Qingliu to death several times, he also enjoyed it twice. Then he removed his skills, turned over and lay down, patted her gently, and said with a smile: Come on, it's still the same as before.
Qingliu picked up the embroidered handkerchief, wiped the sweat from the breasts of the neck, panting, lying on his belly, holding the wet and slippery stick, her heart was twisted and turned, and she couldn't help but say quietly: Xing'an, Mom has medicine, if you are really worried, I'll go and ask some to come, pour it in and wash it carefully, and you won't... You always endure the troubles that leave you, and I feel unhappy.
Xing'an gently fiddled with the thousands of black hairs spread on his belly, and said softly: You don't understand, I just like to watch you play a song for me, urging me, and purifying my stomach. If it weren't for you, it would be fun, so I won't be able to enjoy myself alone, and you don't have to practice the skill of holding a pendant.
She looked up at him suspiciously, and gently tucked her soft lips with her fingertips. Is it true?
I've been here for more than a dozen times. Xing'an stuck his thumb into the crack of her lips, gently pressed the tip of his tongue, rotated and stroked it, and smiled, except for the time when I broke the melon, which time did you ask you to have a good meal?
Qingliu obediently took his thumb and sucked it a few times. Yes, moaned twice and acted coquettishly. Only then did she calm down her mood, bowed her head and kissed him tightly, and turned her tongue into her navel first, then kissed her all the way, moved her body and pressed her thighs with round breasts. While rubbing up and down, she pushed her long hair apart. The tip of her tongue was squirting and rolling her high cock into her mouth in an inch.
However, this time it is not like the previous one. It is no longer to warm the rod and moisten the stems. The slender jade fingers hold the spring bag and can't help but caress it. At the same time, the cherry mouth also sucked into a soft and tender long bag tight outside and loose inside with the root of the tongue. The slender neck cannot shake up and down, turning into a skill that is just to eat the mouth full of astringent and fishy mouth.
Xing'an was already quite satisfied at this time. He couldn't bear to see Qing Liuqiang keep trying to get angry. He stroked the back of her head, closed his eyes and tightened his vagina, and the slightest taste gathered towards the root of the sun.
The private meeting was over ten times, but this stick, the green willow, could not hold it for fifty times. I ate at least thirty meals with my penis. The jade stem in my mouth and the sound of his breathing were as clear as a mirror.
After licking for a while, she felt that the mushroom head had expanded to a little bit of a blocking throat. She gasped and got up, changed her position, her fingers were dipped in some drooling saliva, and she slightly penetrated her hips into her eyes. At the same time, she pursed her red lips and raised her pink neck halfway. She swallowed to the deepest part. She also held the mouth of the meal with tears in her mouth, wrapped around the glans to swallow her tender muscles and couldn't help but wait.
Xing'an moaned, his hand that brushed her long hair tightly, and he grabbed the blue silk
Qingliu was happy and swallowed hard for a few times. She felt her glans jumping, her tongue pressed against her penis and retreated backwards. She only clamped the umbrella-shaped flesh edge with her cherry lips. She sucked the thick sperm that was spraying out into her mouth like a child sipping breasts. She rolled her tongue and rolled her throat, swallowed her mouth in one go.
After swallowing all the saliva and semen, she sucked her cheeks tightly, wrapped her penis firmly, and carefully cooperated with the upper palate and tongue to wrap the glans around and slowly moved back and forth.
The most useful thing about the meat mushroom head after sperm is that it takes a moment to suck. Even if Xing'an's martial arts skills are very powerful, the sour and numbness that makes him hum so quickly, thrust his waist and hips, and he shook the half-soft and non-hard stick deep into the mouth.
Qingliu knew he was happy, and she felt happy as if a piece of sugar was melted. She slowly vomited out her penis with a smile on the corner of her lips. She licked the remaining part of her head carefully, pulled a handkerchief, knelt between his legs, lowered her eyebrows and wiped him with her eyes.
Qingqing, that Tang Xingchao Ruo is coming to bother you again, will I kill him for you?
Qingliu was shocked, and her veil fell on her penis, like a bright red veil
She hurriedly lifted the veil and wiped it dry out the wet filth in her pubic hair. When she thought it was the lewd juice she had flowed out, she still had a fever on her face. After wiping it for a while, she said softly: Xing'an, although I have become a turtle, I have grown up here since I was a child. Apart from you, I have never had any other guests in my boudoir. I don't understand the rules of the people in the world outside. I just... I will be afraid of fighting and killing when I hear about the matter of fighting and killing.
But that kid is a bit domineering in the Tang Sect. He has been promoted to the deputy inspector of the inspection this year. He always makes him annoy you. You can stop it once or twice, but what if he is arrogant and forced to break out? In order to wait for me, you live in this small courtyard. His kung fu is also good. If you really want to touch it in and rape you forcibly, he just thinks it is a bitch and leaves if he succeeds. What about you? What will you do?
Qingliu lowered her head and suddenly shivered
She could not imagine that she was stripped naked by others and pressed on the bed without being bullied and humiliated. If the man in front of her was not the man she saw, she would rather die
Her cherry lips trembled slightly, and she didn't think about what to say
She is a brothel singing girl, and she is no longer a pure servant. If she says she is a sacrifice for someone, wouldn’t it be a joke?
It was the first time she was so angry that she had nothing to say about her heart.
But then I thought about it, if I hadn’t been a singing girl here, what opportunity would I have to know Xing'an?
Her heart was twisted and turned around, and Xing'an said again: So, I killed him for you, how about it? It's better than asking him to kill you
But don't you say it, he has good kung fu. Qingliu whispered with courage, he is still the deputy inspector of the Tang Sect. If you kill him, wouldn't it hurt you and me if you don't want it?
I want to kill him, it will not be more difficult than trampling on a rat to death. Xing'an lies there lazily, his eyes are so bright that it makes people feel heart-pounding. You don't have to worry about this. In addition, I have other reasons to want to kill him, but it's a little bit insufficient. I want to make up a number from you.
Killing people is not good after all, it's a sin. Qingliu still shook his head, saw that his lower body had been wiped clean, he spread the brocade quilt, slid his naked snow into his arms, and said softly, I wish I could build a Buddhist temple, burn incense and chant scriptures for you, how could I ask you to kill people
She actually knew that what Xing'an said could not be regarded as thinking in her heart
She has never really seen through this man, nor has she ever revealed her true feelings to her
She is just a shadow that he used to pay tribute to someone from a distance, and it can only help him enjoy a gentle night.
Otherwise, I had already redeemed the money he gave me, so why not give me some place to settle?
If he doesn't come to make trouble for you tonight, I will give him a smile. Xing'an smiles slightly. If he comes, I will teach him at least a lesson. I know that there is only you in this big courtyard, and no one can move.
Qingliu felt sweet in her heart, but she still said: But I can’t do anything. I’ve redeemed myself. I’m already a person who lives here. How can I make my mother feel at ease for me? Don’t worry, I have a knife hidden under my pillow. Since I have given you my sincerity, this body will never allow others to defile it...
Speaking of this, she hesitated and said softly: Actually, I am singing and dancing. With every time you leave, the money you have already made is already quite high. Do you think I bought a small courtyard in Tangjiabao and redeem Ning'er while she is innocent and leave her to serve my daily life. I will... stop showing up in public?
Seeing that Xing'an had no reaction, she felt a little panicked and her voice became a little weaker. Xing'an, I... didn't want any title, I bought the yard myself, I just wanted to find a... The place you can come conveniently to avoid the mess here and you are unhappy.
Have you heard me mention the surname Tang, just think I am from the Tang Sect? Xing'an's fingertips passed through her hair and gently held her neck. But in fact, if you moved to the foot of Tangjiabao Mountain, I might have seen you more recently, but from now on, it will only be less.
He sighed and said slowly: Qingqing, I am going back to the Tang Sect to do business this time. Once I have something to do, I may... leave Shuzhou and go further and wider world. At that time, I can hardly come again. Do you want you to live in the yard, stay alone in the empty bedroom, and end your youngest in loneliness?
Qingliu pressed down the tears floating in her eyes, her lips and teeth were close together, and she bit out a blue and white mark. Xing'an, I... I don't have the ability to accompany you to travel around the world, but I am willing to wait. No matter how big the world is, you will always have a day when you are tired. I am willing to wait in the yard. When you come back, the world is in danger. If you... If you don't dislike it, I can still leave you...Actually, I will leave some incense for you...
At the end, she looked at Xing'an timidly and asked in fear: OK?
You were so moved that Xing'an sighed again, with a little regretful expression. Sure enough, I shouldn't... Forget it, don't mention this matter these days. When I finish my work, I will give you an explanation. Don't worry, Qingqing, since I haven't been able to control myself in the morning and cannot treat you like the flower girl in the fun. If you are moved, you will be responsible. In the end, if you arrive at your new home in the future, the loneliness over there and the rolling eyes of some people, you can only bear it.
Qingliu cried with joy and nodded repeatedly: I am suffering, but I am willing to suffer any pain.
She was about to say something else, but a drunken voice came from outside the door, full of arrogance and pride: Miss Qingliu, I heard that you were feeling uncomfortable, so I specially brought you some good medicinal materials. My disciple of the Tang Sect is proficient in pharmacology. Can you enjoy the light? Ask me to see Ah for you?
The madam next to him repeatedly advised: Mr. Chao, Qingliu has really redeemed himself. He just stayed here and earned some rewards for singing, dancing, poetry and painting. He had to wear a veil when he left the hall. One of the three beauties here has been replaced. There is nothing to say about his figure. Do you look there?
Xing'an's eyes lit up, sat up, waved his hand and pulled his head up to cover Qingliu's delicate body, quickly put on his clothes, put on his hair crown, and lifted his foot and pushed away the screen beside the bed.
Didn’t I have to let Miss Qingliu make a bed, so I can’t treat her illness? Tang Xingchao snorted coldly, and then heard a pounce, as if he threw the brothel aside.
Immediately, with a loud noise, the door bolt was broken by the palm force, the door leaf opened, and Tang Xingchao stepped in with wine.
Qingliu shrank unconsciously. She knew that the new deputy manager was young and domineering, and was also the eldest son of the eldest son who was favored by Rong at home. If she was not around, she could still use the prepared chicken blood quietly and pretend to be a trend to avoid the limelight.
But now she is naked, the food and drinks on the table are still there, Xing'an is right beside the bed, and there will definitely be a big fuss
Unexpectedly, the house was strangely quiet
She plucked up her head and looked at her, and found that Tang Xingchao was standing at the door, with no sign of alcohol on her face, but stared at her lover beside her bed with an almost cold murderous aura, and said in a deep voice: Brother Xingan, it is true that you still have to force your lover to show up before you can show up.
Her lover slowly stood up, and with a tingling sound, several blue fine needles fell from the ground.
Tang Xingchao, since you have put so much effort into finding me, you should know that there is no brother Xing'an here. He smiled slightly and said, "Tang Xuan, I've been waiting for you for a long time."
In the past two days, the girls in each room will work harder, but they earn extra money.
That was a regular time for inspecting the accounts of the Tang Sect shops. It was naturally the ones who led the team to have a good opportunity to have a free night in Dongchuan County.
Although there are many rules for the Tang family, it does not prohibit disciples from prostitution. As long as the expenses come from being innocent, there is nothing wrong with it.
The inspection is a fat man, and the team is often the capable son and eldest son of each house of the Tang family. The bag is impossible to be shriveled. When meeting girls who know the truth, they usually have the generous and generous nature of people in the martial arts world.
After a while, the kind-hearted girls all got into regular customers of the Tang family. In the past two or three years, there have been many beautiful women with a gentle temperament. The precedent of being taken away by young people in the Tang family. If they happen to be a sacrificial servant who is not deflowered, they can also get the title of a concubine and live in the outdoor room.
Qingliu was once the third courtesan to enter the yard of Cuilou, and one of the three most beautiful women to climb Cuilou.
She is the youngest and most willing to work hard. She can not only play the piano and sing, but also dance with her skirt, and she can also take off her shirt, sending men into the most ecstatic gentle country.
From the moment she was sold here, she decided to make a way out by herself
But she is different from other women here
I'm afraid she is the only one in this huge brothel. She has no expectations for the fifth day of the 20th day of the lunar month.
Because the guests she was waiting for had no fixed days to visit
Sometimes it takes more than ten days, sometimes a month, the longest time, she asked her to wait for half a year
But as long as he is willing to come, she is willing to wait
Her Chuhong is his, and every time she has been after Chuhong is his
Everyone just thinks that Qingliu is climbing Cuilou and not selling herself, but she doesn't know that in order to please him, she practiced the skills of the lustful household. She practiced a tooth soaked in oil, which could be inserted into the heart and danced gracefully. After a song, she would not fall for an inch.
It is impossible to keep him in such a place forever. Every time, he stays for a few more days. Even if he is just greedy for the pleasure of his body, he can make Qingliu smile happily.
In fact, Qingliu has already used the money he gave to redeem himself.
But she felt that if she hadn't been here, that person would never be seen again
She could only wait in this fireworks alley, waiting, and she couldn't wait anymore. The old woman was old and he wouldn't come again, so she found a Guzi Temple and always accompany the ancient Buddha of the green lamp.
Today is twenty, when the Tang family inspectors come to have fun
Qingliu fell ill as usual, hid in her room, looking for a clean silence
The more you ignore this man, the more you move forward, and always think it is a play to get. She simply doesn't even do the scene of singing songs and chanting poems, and does not want to give up the scattered silver rewards and thank guests in the door.
But when the sunset returned to the nest and the moonlight was getting up, she still habitually lifted the brocade quilt, got up and dressed in the mirror, and asked Ning'er to bring a table of clear dishes, accompanied by a few snacks, and put two pairs of chopsticks.
Every day, Qingliu treats him as if he will come.
For the sake of his surprise, he raised his eyebrows in surprise: Hey, I love food, you guessed I'm coming today?
The rouge is shallowly pursed, the eyebrows and eyes are lightly slapped, and there is no need to apply heavy makeup. It is rare to have a day of leisure outside of menstruation. Qingliu sighed to the mirror, covered her mouth with a tired and lazy mouth, and asked softly: Ning'er, when is it time?
Around the end of You and the beginning of Xu, the young men of the Tang family had arrived. The man named Tang Xingchao still wanted the lady to sing the song with him, saying that he had seen two of the three beauties here and would make up for the gap tonight. Ning'er replied while combing her hair and tying her hair, Miss, he threw down two hundred taels of silver, and his mother was afraid she would not be able to deal with it.
Didn't I say I'm sick? There are few people from the Tang Sect who are so entangled. Qingliu frowned and touched her a little lead. She slowly touched a few places on the face, revealing a sick look. She asked Ning'er to take a wet cloth and wipe off the rouge on her lips, leaving only the dark eyebrows still. Then she sighed quietly, saying, Xing'an shouldn't come, I'll go back to the couch to pretend to be sick
Miss, don’t you eat something first? Ning'er looked at the table and didn’t see you for dinner before afternoon and was in poor spirits. Is Guishui coming again?
No, I just felt very upset. Qingliu got up and sat down, held the chopsticks and sipped a few times, Ning'er, sit down and eat with me
This is the seat for Mr. Tang, how dare I sit there if I do
He won't come, it's empty and empty
A faint sentence, full of slight anger, resentment, and sorrow
Every time she looked at this table of wine and food, she would think of the night she first met. When he whispered the green willows, his face seemed to be missing someone's tenderness.
It was like he spent a lot of money to order her flower card just for the name of the flower
Perhaps, the person engraved in his heart just happened to have these two words in his name...
I said, you can't make a brilliant plan, and I guessed it every time I was coming. As soon as the window lattice sounded, the breeze blew in, a handsome man with a jade face was already standing in the room, smiling three points, and said lightly, "What's the hardship you are?"
As soon as I saw him, the tiredness and gloom on Qingliu's entire face was swept away, and the watery eyes lit up. They suddenly lit up and knocked the stool to the ground. The smile was like the first blooming of spring flowers. I said happily: Xing'an, you, are you here? I still think you... I won't come today.
Xing'an walked over, bent down and held up the stool, hugged her slender waist, leaned over her cheek and kissed her lightly, and said with a smile: I said half a month ago, will I come more diligently in the past? When will I not count on my words?
Qing Liu smiled and hurriedly asked Ning'er to put another stool beside him. Gu Pan Shenfei threw a look at the door.
The first thing a maid in the yard needs to learn is to observe his expression and immediately opened the door and left.
Qingliu then let go of her reserve, hurriedly dropped the door bolt, came over and leaned softly in Xing'an's arms, and suddenly lost his bones, and said with a blushing face: You say diligently, I will still be able to meet in three or five days, waiting all day without any good food or sleep, and my eyes were sore that I looked sore. I stayed for a few more days this time, okay?
Xing'an took a few bites first, thought for a while, and said: Don't rush to talk about this, is Tang Xingchao here to invite you again today?
Qingliu knew that his surname was Tang, and although he did not have anything from the Tang sect, he must have nothing to do with the Tang sect. So he suppressed his lovesickness first and nodded and said: Yes, here it's again
Then she remembered that the last time she came over was exactly the fifth day of the first lunar month
She was secretly shocked and hurriedly said: Are you asking him for something?
Xing'an said lightly: I won't look for him, I just want to wait for him to come to him.
Qing Liu lowered his eyes and pondered, saying in a soft voice: Do you want me to go and make an appointment with him to a secluded place?
Xing'an raised his hand and twisted her little face, pressed his thumb and said with a smile: What are you thinking about? When I came back this time to use you to catch him? Stupid girl, there is only one thing you want to do for me
What? She looked up and asked nervously
Live well here. Xing'an's warm fingers brushed across her cheeks, instantly calming her restless mood. I can't see you when I want to see you, so I feel so uncomfortable.
Since she was pretending to be sick, the sound of piano music was not good in the green willow room. She drank a few drinks, and she moved her wine and re-drawn her eyebrows and eyes, moistened her lips and cheeks, and tidily pulled out her dance skirt, took out her dance skirt, and changed it to the screen, asking him to slam the high and beat the beat, and gave him a dance
Every time you meet, you will be confused. When you are inconvenient, you will have red lips and a jade flute. When you are in a relationship, you will not have to be at all reserved.
She also knew in her heart that this man actually liked to see her desire and depend on him.
So under the gorgeous dance dress covered with a gaze cage, she was not wearing any lining.
She was proudly tall, with her snow-white and round, and her peaks were faintly visible. She stood two pretty plum buds, and she was still holding a pipa in the layered mesh. She was still half-covering her face with a pipa among the layers of mesh.
The two long legs with smooth skin and smooth muscles and bones changed with the dance posture. Sometimes the jade tree stood up, and sometimes the white dragon came out of the abyss. The skirt flew, and the delicate ankles and beautiful calves rotated in front of us. The elastic texture and exquisite embroidered shoes all brought out a gust of charm and made the heart-warming sound.
Green willows, shadows fall, jade scratching the head, bamboo reflecting the moon in the middle of the Yuan Dynasty, wind blows on the block, cold butter pours wine drunk on the red building
Xing'an raised his glass with one hand, clapped his legs with one hand as a rule, and combined the green willow dance with a smile and sang with a light song
Although the words are quite beautiful, there is a sense of sadness and desolation between the ups and downs, as if you are remembering the old friend, and as if you are regretting the past that is powerless to change.
Green willow sways quickly, dancing faster, and the snake's waist is like water
She doesn't like Xing'an's expressions that she often looks at her.
She knew that the look did not belong to her
It doesn't matter, his people are there, at least tonight, he is Qingliu's
The yarn sleeves were double-parted, the green willow lowers its waist and lifts its legs, twisted it diagonally, and then leans on Xing'an's arms with shyness and timidity. Hanfang pants and vomits on his neck, and said softly: Xing'an, it's not too early, let's... rest early
He nodded and smiled, picked her up horizontally, lowered his head and kissed her down.
Qingliu raised her prime minister and lilac was eager to send it to his lips, hoping to pass it over with his longing and spread it a little bit as he spits.
Four lips were rubbing gently, Xing'an was obviously a good player, sucking heavily and chewing lightly, licking horizontally and sucking horizontally, sweeping the teeth one by one, and the cheeks were slim and slim. Soon, the green will make the whole body hot, and a pair of slender jade hands couldn't help but hook Xing'an's neck, and the slender fingers were slightly inserted between his hair bun, and he couldn't help but bend and stretch.
After a while, Xing'an smiled and looked up, took a sip on her forehead, then bypassed the screen, bent down and placed her on the soft silky bedding.
Her eyes were blurred and she raised her hand to help him with a loose dress. Then she was a little strange. She exclaimed and said: Why are you... wearing so simple this time?
Why, I think it's ugly? Xing'an looked down at her and quickly unbuttoned her neckline. His little hands softly penetrated, and he touched his strong chest warmly for a while. He smiled, it was just something outside, and his naked appearance remained unchanged.
Qing Liu smiled and raised her head, turned her head and opened her red lips, and kissed her gently on the protruding throat. While continuing to wear a loose dress for him, she murmured: You have become ugly and have more scars. I love you the same way. I will only recognize you in this life.
She likes to kiss his throat, not only because it is full of thin elasticity and the courage of a man, but also because she knows that he is an unfathomable martial arts master who is willing to let her touch such a deadly place, either believe in herself or believe in her.
And she is naturally willing to choose the latter as the answer
It is said that wine is a matchmaker, but for women, wine is just a pill that makes their mind confused and unprepared, and full of affection is the spiritual pill that is unsatisfactory.
Qingliu took off his underwear and as soon as she put her hands on his tight and strong buttocks, she couldn't help but moan softly.
Before he could be completely hard, she was already wet in the tiny trembling
Xing'an... I miss you so much. She curled under him, kissed his collarbone, kissed his breasts, and in an open dance skirt, her delicate body as tender as spring flowers pressed towards him, wishing she could turn into green vines and stop being willows, entangled him until the end of the world
I miss you too, Qingqing smiled gently, and did not rush to move up, or sent the gradually angry jade flute to her lips for her to serve. Instead, she copied her hands and pulled her tender body out of the spider-web-like dance skirt, hugged her strong body, held her smooth and slender waist with one hand, and held her hairpin with the other hand, gently sucked it, and gently hooked the tip of her tongue, kissed it slowly, and rubbed it in, turning and rubbed it.
Actually, Qingliu doesn't like him calling her Qingqing
She always feels that this name doesn't belong to her
But she never dared to say that she was afraid that the thin spider silk between the two would be broken due to her recklessness.
Um... She moaned gently and twisted slowly, wrapping her hands around his penis, peeling off the iron-like skin, gently rubbing the lower edge of the mushroom with her fingertips, for fear that it would not be smooth enough to hurt him, and she shyly touched the mouth of the jade pot with a moist and sticky sticky pity, and then served his turtle head
Xing'an is not slow but just kissing her lips. The big palm behind her waist slowly circled and touched her waist, causing her eyes to feel sore and numb. The passion between her lips and tongue is as hot as fire, and the mixed saliva that she swallowed spread to her chest and abdomen.
Just kissing her like this would make her body look crispy, and she could not feel her eyes were wet and red in her ears. She held the fingers of his life and clenched them a few minutes later.
Then Xing'an smiled slightly, leaned back, and his index finger slightly bent on her chin, leading her to the pillar of Qingtian under his crotch
Qingliu shook her head
She got out of bed naked, stepped on her embroidered shoes and walked out of the screen, took a pot of wine on the table, rinsed her mouth carefully, then sucked her mouth full of wine, pursed her lips and smiled, and lay between his legs.
As soon as the red lips opened, the wine drooped down. She squinted her eyes and sucked downwards, sucked the glans, and drank the good wine back together. Then, the sandalwood mouth wrapped tightly with its high stick, slowly squirmed, swallowing him inch by inch
While half of the penis was soaked in the wine, it was also soaked in the warm and smooth mouth. The lilac tongue danced flexibly, licking the thin tendon under the tortoise.
This naturally made Xing'an happy. He hummed happily, sat up, stroked her ear beads, plucked the earrings, raised them up, and took off her hairpin and put them aside.
Black hair is like a waterfall, scattered on the crystal white body, adding to the charm of the charm
But Qingliu was worried about sucking into her mouth. She hurriedly raised her hand and pushed it away, put it on one shoulder, raised her eyes and watched him enjoy his expression, while speeding up her penetration speed.
The slightest bit of wine leaked, staining his tight scrotum
Qingliu snorted lightly, raised her cherry lips and sucked the glans, slowly turned sideways, her tongue was underneath, her lips were on top, she sucked horizontally with her cock, and went straight to the spring bag, and licked and sucked it gently, cleaning the residual wine in the dense folds, without any left.
After gently holding the meatballs and spitting them alternately, Xing'an held her breasts in a low panting and said: Qingqing, do you want it?
She slowly raised her body and sat up. After some verbal sex, her lips looked like red plums and very beautiful.
She pushed two soft breasts into his palm and said softly: Just look at me a few times, I want it, Xing'an, touch me, my place... It's as embarrassing as if it's leaking...
But I like your shameful look more. Xing'an whispered, following her wishes, and then he picked up her wet, plump and tender vagina.
The heat in the palm passed through, like an invisible stick, ironing the flesh wall of the green willow female. She felt a soreness and itchy at the tip of her heart. She snorted gently, holding his head and neck, bent her knees and raised her white buttocks. The snow thighs were pulled into his wrist, clamping his slap as his male body, twisting his waist, rubbing back and forth, rubbing it out with crystal slim juice, and gasping for breath: Xing'an, I...I'm like this... I'm not ashamed?
Not enough. Xing'an smiled and bowed her body to bite her nipples, clamped her teeth, pressed her tongue against her breasts, and gently rotated. With a bent finger on her crotch, she squeezed two into the soft and tender spout of the pot.
Qing Liu understood it, turned his jade palm and pressed his shoulders with iron muscles. His little feet raised his fingers and stomped his hips up. His slim waist was about to break and he raised his hips up. The wet treasure clam slightly raised his fingers with his tender folds, leaving a layer of water marks like a snaking. Then, she whispered softly, revealing her lustfulness, her waist swinging back, and her two petals of her hips sank down. She stoked her fingers with a gulp, and she stoked her fingers back.
Xing'an...so...are you embarrassed? She snorted, tightened her lower abdomen muscles, and wriggled around her navel, causing her beautiful white and round buttocks to rotate around her fingers like a grinding wheel.
A man can't help but imagine that this clip is so sucked and constantly sniffing, how happy it would be if he wrapped the root of his descendants in it.
Xing'an's hard stick was raised and gently hit Qingliu's buttocks
But his eyes were still gentle, and there was no urgency. He spitted the hard nipples, kissed her bright red lips, and curled her two fingers in her body slightly, and slowly dug the power
There are about two fingers in the female female vagina. In the middle of the dome on the vestibule, there is a slightly thicker and slightly tender flesh with tender patterns. The more you are, the more full it is. Once the old man in the flower cluster finds this place, it will make her body shake violently and squirt wildly.
Qingliu had tasted great things, so she quickly pulled her body away, took off her fingertips with a whisper, frowned and shook her head, and said: Xing'an, I miss you, don't have hands...
She hid back and sat on the top of the high-spirited rage stick. Seeing that Xing'an didn't say anything, she bit her lip happily, lowered her hand to hold the living dragon, and turned her slender fingers back, pressing open the petals full of lustful dew, calling the Yumen Pass, hurriedly holding half of the round dragon head in his mouth.
Xing'an smiled loudly, as if she had finally teased her enough, and suddenly moved up and upside down.
Qing Liu's eyes were spinning in front of him, and when he shouted, he felt a heat in his lower body, his vagina became sore, his vagina became swelling, and a hard and good guy rushed in, which made her eyes blurry, her cervix tremble, her white legs were wrapped around him, and she bleeded a little, and she screamed beautifully: Ah... Yes, I'm alive...
Even though she studied the secret techniques of brothels, she kept practicing her vagina and anus all day long, and her plump and soft cavity with a bent intestine was sucked everywhere, but she couldn't resist the infatuation in her heart. She threw all kinds of methods behind her head, only knew that she could hold his strong arms on her ribs, raise her feet high on his shoulders, and welcomed her with her buttocks. She cried with sorrow and sorrow.
Xing'an held her soles and put them on her chest, lowered her head and kissed her, slapped her slowly for a few times, pressed her male body forward, and separated her snow thrusts. She stretched her hips suddenly.
Qing Liu sobbed, and ten delicate toes hung in the air and stepped on his shoulders. The tender and delicate body arched upwards, completely intoxicating the soul.
Xing'an... My kissing young master... The starry eyes are hazy, she holds Xing'an's cheeks and said softly, "I want you to be happy too... Let me slow down."
Xing'an knew that she had already enjoyed her happiness, so he smiled and stopped the Qaibo, and only slowly rubbed her in the oily hole. The palm pressed her with a thin layer of sweaty milk, but just held it gently.
This is one of Qingliu's favorite things about him
Although he was in a brothel, he never regarded her as a toy to vent his desires. Not only did he guide her to taste the bliss of being a woman, but he also made her feel loved and pity from the bottom of her heart.
She fell into the world, from helplessness to despair, from despair to accepting her fate, from accepting her fate to fighting to her desperate, but she never thought for a moment that she could still get such pity like a luxury
Even though he chose himself, it might be because of the name Qingliu, even though his gentle eyes might be looking at another woman in his memory, even if he never mentioned taking her away, and never made any vows, she was still willing to do anything for him.
Even to die for him
Qingqing, has he recovered? He leaned over and kissed her slightly cold tongue and sucked her hot, and said with a chuckle, "I can't wait."
She nodded slightly with a trace of intoxicating smile, put down her feet, and spread them on both sides of his male body, and said in a slight voice: I should have served you well, but you always love to make people fascinated first, so that I can lose seven points of strength.
Only three points are so ecstatic, ten percent, I can stand it. Xing'an smiled and slowly stuffed the penis dyed with juice until it was over. Even the two of them were fitted with each other, as if they were a ball.
Qing Liu took a few deep breaths, Bai Fufu's belly suddenly retracted, stretched like a string of piano, and the two round buttocks were also integrated into one place, clamping the wet buttocks into a deep slit.
Immediately, a living dragon buried deep in the Mixiang Cave Heaven was captured straight, and countless layers of patterns tightened from all directions. The flower center that was originally being held back half an inch, and immediately sucked the glans a little widened.
Immediately afterwards, the green willow panted rapidly, and its white and tender belly was like the wind blowing on the lake, rippling and rippling.
At the same time, the countless tight tender flesh also started to squirm
When an ordinary woman is ejaculated, her flower pussy often sucks her breasts like a child, wrapping her penis around her.
At this moment, Qingliu's hard-working sheep intestines were like seven or eight Zhang'er's mouths alternately. His baby was immersed in it without moving, and he could make waves of happy waves. In the blink of an eye, his whole body was numb and comfortable to breathe.
Xing'an, are you happy? Qingliu stood up from bottom to top, pressing against his body, his posture was quite laborious, and he still couldn't help but ask in panting.
Xing'an nodded, kissed her, and said: Your "internal" skills are becoming more and more refined.
As long as you are happy, I practice every day. She was secretly happy, then held her breath and concentrated, frowned and closed her eyes, took out more strength, and sucked the hard objects in her body.
With such friction, her tender flesh actually had itchy places and was scratched. The moving flower cores that moved back and forth actively hit the turtle head and head again and again. The men and women intercoursed, and the yin and yang were embedded, and they were just pressed against the small depression in her circular lust. In less than a few dozen rounds, they became honey like a spring, almost dying to ascend to the immortal.
Unfortunately, all women in the world have a fatal point. When men are at their peak, they will naturally rush and rush violently, and unconsciously develop a sense of unreasonable strength. However, these timid girls will be sore when they are numb when the honey pot is numb. They will have sore waists and weak legs. They must be relieved to pick up the strength of their bodies again and entangle the man.
So Qingliu became softer and softer as she moved. As she moved, her waist became sore, and she couldn't hold on for a while, and she sank down.
Her waist was so heavy that the thick penis that was enjoying her freely slid out a few inches immediately after she slid out a few inches deep.
The turtle ridges hooked up with layers of tender flesh and made her chuck her, and even her urine was sore and soft that she wanted to melt. She kicked her feet and fell down humming, and she was bleating again.
She was quite disappointed, bit her red lip hard, gently pinched Xing'an's nipples with her little hand, fiddled with her a few times, and said softly: I'm really useless, I'll lose it first... I'll take care of myself first
Xing'an was actually when the psychic gate was opened. The comfort of the penis had already shaken. However, his internal strength was profound and it was the way to strengthen the foundation and cultivate the essence. After tasting the taste of soul-absorbing bones, he could still use his inner breath to lock the yang without coming out. Once the clouds and rain came, he could enjoy it many times. There was no need to worry about leaving his children by mistake.
There is no need to explain it to Qingliu in this secret. Xing'an pressed her back to the couch as he did in the past, pressing her very smooth body, which was now sweating and slimming, and then started to thrust slowly.
After sending Qingliu to death several times, he also enjoyed it twice. Then he removed his skills, turned over and lay down, patted her gently, and said with a smile: Come on, it's still the same as before.
Qingliu picked up the embroidered handkerchief, wiped the sweat from the breasts of the neck, panting, lying on his belly, holding the wet and slippery stick, her heart was twisted and turned, and she couldn't help but say quietly: Xing'an, Mom has medicine, if you are really worried, I'll go and ask some to come, pour it in and wash it carefully, and you won't... You always endure the troubles that leave you, and I feel unhappy.
Xing'an gently fiddled with the thousands of black hairs spread on his belly, and said softly: You don't understand, I just like to watch you play a song for me, urging me, and purifying my stomach. If it weren't for you, it would be fun, so I won't be able to enjoy myself alone, and you don't have to practice the skill of holding a pendant.
She looked up at him suspiciously, and gently tucked her soft lips with her fingertips. Is it true?
I've been here for more than a dozen times. Xing'an stuck his thumb into the crack of her lips, gently pressed the tip of his tongue, rotated and stroked it, and smiled, except for the time when I broke the melon, which time did you ask you to have a good meal?
Qingliu obediently took his thumb and sucked it a few times. Yes, moaned twice and acted coquettishly. Only then did she calm down her mood, bowed her head and kissed him tightly, and turned her tongue into her navel first, then kissed her all the way, moved her body and pressed her thighs with round breasts. While rubbing up and down, she pushed her long hair apart. The tip of her tongue was squirting and rolling her high cock into her mouth in an inch.
However, this time it is not like the previous one. It is no longer to warm the rod and moisten the stems. The slender jade fingers hold the spring bag and can't help but caress it. At the same time, the cherry mouth also sucked into a soft and tender long bag tight outside and loose inside with the root of the tongue. The slender neck cannot shake up and down, turning into a skill that is just to eat the mouth full of astringent and fishy mouth.
Xing'an was already quite satisfied at this time. He couldn't bear to see Qing Liuqiang keep trying to get angry. He stroked the back of her head, closed his eyes and tightened his vagina, and the slightest taste gathered towards the root of the sun.
The private meeting was over ten times, but this stick, the green willow, could not hold it for fifty times. I ate at least thirty meals with my penis. The jade stem in my mouth and the sound of his breathing were as clear as a mirror.
After licking for a while, she felt that the mushroom head had expanded to a little bit of a blocking throat. She gasped and got up, changed her position, her fingers were dipped in some drooling saliva, and she slightly penetrated her hips into her eyes. At the same time, she pursed her red lips and raised her pink neck halfway. She swallowed to the deepest part. She also held the mouth of the meal with tears in her mouth, wrapped around the glans to swallow her tender muscles and couldn't help but wait.
Xing'an moaned, his hand that brushed her long hair tightly, and he grabbed the blue silk
Qingliu was happy and swallowed hard for a few times. She felt her glans jumping, her tongue pressed against her penis and retreated backwards. She only clamped the umbrella-shaped flesh edge with her cherry lips. She sucked the thick sperm that was spraying out into her mouth like a child sipping breasts. She rolled her tongue and rolled her throat, swallowed her mouth in one go.
After swallowing all the saliva and semen, she sucked her cheeks tightly, wrapped her penis firmly, and carefully cooperated with the upper palate and tongue to wrap the glans around and slowly moved back and forth.
The most useful thing about the meat mushroom head after sperm is that it takes a moment to suck. Even if Xing'an's martial arts skills are very powerful, the sour and numbness that makes him hum so quickly, thrust his waist and hips, and he shook the half-soft and non-hard stick deep into the mouth.
Qingliu knew he was happy, and she felt happy as if a piece of sugar was melted. She slowly vomited out her penis with a smile on the corner of her lips. She licked the remaining part of her head carefully, pulled a handkerchief, knelt between his legs, lowered her eyebrows and wiped him with her eyes.
Qingqing, that Tang Xingchao Ruo is coming to bother you again, will I kill him for you?
Qingliu was shocked, and her veil fell on her penis, like a bright red veil
She hurriedly lifted the veil and wiped it dry out the wet filth in her pubic hair. When she thought it was the lewd juice she had flowed out, she still had a fever on her face. After wiping it for a while, she said softly: Xing'an, although I have become a turtle, I have grown up here since I was a child. Apart from you, I have never had any other guests in my boudoir. I don't understand the rules of the people in the world outside. I just... I will be afraid of fighting and killing when I hear about the matter of fighting and killing.
But that kid is a bit domineering in the Tang Sect. He has been promoted to the deputy inspector of the inspection this year. He always makes him annoy you. You can stop it once or twice, but what if he is arrogant and forced to break out? In order to wait for me, you live in this small courtyard. His kung fu is also good. If you really want to touch it in and rape you forcibly, he just thinks it is a bitch and leaves if he succeeds. What about you? What will you do?
Qingliu lowered her head and suddenly shivered
She could not imagine that she was stripped naked by others and pressed on the bed without being bullied and humiliated. If the man in front of her was not the man she saw, she would rather die
Her cherry lips trembled slightly, and she didn't think about what to say
She is a brothel singing girl, and she is no longer a pure servant. If she says she is a sacrifice for someone, wouldn’t it be a joke?
It was the first time she was so angry that she had nothing to say about her heart.
But then I thought about it, if I hadn’t been a singing girl here, what opportunity would I have to know Xing'an?
Her heart was twisted and turned around, and Xing'an said again: So, I killed him for you, how about it? It's better than asking him to kill you
But don't you say it, he has good kung fu. Qingliu whispered with courage, he is still the deputy inspector of the Tang Sect. If you kill him, wouldn't it hurt you and me if you don't want it?
I want to kill him, it will not be more difficult than trampling on a rat to death. Xing'an lies there lazily, his eyes are so bright that it makes people feel heart-pounding. You don't have to worry about this. In addition, I have other reasons to want to kill him, but it's a little bit insufficient. I want to make up a number from you.
Killing people is not good after all, it's a sin. Qingliu still shook his head, saw that his lower body had been wiped clean, he spread the brocade quilt, slid his naked snow into his arms, and said softly, I wish I could build a Buddhist temple, burn incense and chant scriptures for you, how could I ask you to kill people
She actually knew that what Xing'an said could not be regarded as thinking in her heart
She has never really seen through this man, nor has she ever revealed her true feelings to her
She is just a shadow that he used to pay tribute to someone from a distance, and it can only help him enjoy a gentle night.
Otherwise, I had already redeemed the money he gave me, so why not give me some place to settle?
If he doesn't come to make trouble for you tonight, I will give him a smile. Xing'an smiles slightly. If he comes, I will teach him at least a lesson. I know that there is only you in this big courtyard, and no one can move.
Qingliu felt sweet in her heart, but she still said: But I can’t do anything. I’ve redeemed myself. I’m already a person who lives here. How can I make my mother feel at ease for me? Don’t worry, I have a knife hidden under my pillow. Since I have given you my sincerity, this body will never allow others to defile it...
Speaking of this, she hesitated and said softly: Actually, I am singing and dancing. With every time you leave, the money you have already made is already quite high. Do you think I bought a small courtyard in Tangjiabao and redeem Ning'er while she is innocent and leave her to serve my daily life. I will... stop showing up in public?
Seeing that Xing'an had no reaction, she felt a little panicked and her voice became a little weaker. Xing'an, I... didn't want any title, I bought the yard myself, I just wanted to find a... The place you can come conveniently to avoid the mess here and you are unhappy.
Have you heard me mention the surname Tang, just think I am from the Tang Sect? Xing'an's fingertips passed through her hair and gently held her neck. But in fact, if you moved to the foot of Tangjiabao Mountain, I might have seen you more recently, but from now on, it will only be less.
He sighed and said slowly: Qingqing, I am going back to the Tang Sect to do business this time. Once I have something to do, I may... leave Shuzhou and go further and wider world. At that time, I can hardly come again. Do you want you to live in the yard, stay alone in the empty bedroom, and end your youngest in loneliness?
Qingliu pressed down the tears floating in her eyes, her lips and teeth were close together, and she bit out a blue and white mark. Xing'an, I... I don't have the ability to accompany you to travel around the world, but I am willing to wait. No matter how big the world is, you will always have a day when you are tired. I am willing to wait in the yard. When you come back, the world is in danger. If you... If you don't dislike it, I can still leave you...Actually, I will leave some incense for you...
At the end, she looked at Xing'an timidly and asked in fear: OK?
You were so moved that Xing'an sighed again, with a little regretful expression. Sure enough, I shouldn't... Forget it, don't mention this matter these days. When I finish my work, I will give you an explanation. Don't worry, Qingqing, since I haven't been able to control myself in the morning and cannot treat you like the flower girl in the fun. If you are moved, you will be responsible. In the end, if you arrive at your new home in the future, the loneliness over there and the rolling eyes of some people, you can only bear it.
Qingliu cried with joy and nodded repeatedly: I am suffering, but I am willing to suffer any pain.
She was about to say something else, but a drunken voice came from outside the door, full of arrogance and pride: Miss Qingliu, I heard that you were feeling uncomfortable, so I specially brought you some good medicinal materials. My disciple of the Tang Sect is proficient in pharmacology. Can you enjoy the light? Ask me to see Ah for you?
The madam next to him repeatedly advised: Mr. Chao, Qingliu has really redeemed himself. He just stayed here and earned some rewards for singing, dancing, poetry and painting. He had to wear a veil when he left the hall. One of the three beauties here has been replaced. There is nothing to say about his figure. Do you look there?
Xing'an's eyes lit up, sat up, waved his hand and pulled his head up to cover Qingliu's delicate body, quickly put on his clothes, put on his hair crown, and lifted his foot and pushed away the screen beside the bed.
Didn’t I have to let Miss Qingliu make a bed, so I can’t treat her illness? Tang Xingchao snorted coldly, and then heard a pounce, as if he threw the brothel aside.
Immediately, with a loud noise, the door bolt was broken by the palm force, the door leaf opened, and Tang Xingchao stepped in with wine.
Qingliu shrank unconsciously. She knew that the new deputy manager was young and domineering, and was also the eldest son of the eldest son who was favored by Rong at home. If she was not around, she could still use the prepared chicken blood quietly and pretend to be a trend to avoid the limelight.
But now she is naked, the food and drinks on the table are still there, Xing'an is right beside the bed, and there will definitely be a big fuss
Unexpectedly, the house was strangely quiet
She plucked up her head and looked at her, and found that Tang Xingchao was standing at the door, with no sign of alcohol on her face, but stared at her lover beside her bed with an almost cold murderous aura, and said in a deep voice: Brother Xingan, it is true that you still have to force your lover to show up before you can show up.
Her lover slowly stood up, and with a tingling sound, several blue fine needles fell from the ground.
Tang Xingchao, since you have put so much effort into finding me, you should know that there is no brother Xing'an here. He smiled slightly and said, "Tang Xuan, I've been waiting for you for a long time."
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