December 12, 2547, 8:15 Mina Republic Liaoxue Village, Mali Township, Haojing City, Haojing City, Cheongchuan Province, walked to the fire in dismay, until a graceful and beautiful figure blocked her with a fire in front of her.
He suddenly woke up and saw that the huge black demon shadow in front of him seemed to have suppressed him. The air in the underground palace brought a slight odor that made his heart beat. The tempting fragrance of the woman in front of him was so thumping that it made his heart beat.
This fragrance is like orchids, not orchids, not musks, and not musks, not musks, and not like the perfumes of modern women. It seems to be emitted from women. It contains a strange fragrance, which makes him blush and his heart beats endlessly
The black color was the color of the court and priesthood of the Kingdom of God at that time, and wide robes and long sleeves were also standard clothing for the upper level. The woman's clothing and dressing was a typical inner palace style, and the king of the Kingdom of God was a combination of politics and religion. The goddess Wen Ji played the role of the secret sect leader and the king of the Kingdom of God. This woman should be the maid who served Wen Ji in the palace.
The wide black robe was loosely tied to the front by two dark red ribbons, half-opening, revealing a large area of snow and gullies. A pair of shaking white rabbits had become round and plump, two half-balls were faintly visible in the robe, and a pink ribbon with a palm-wide width hung around the waist. A half-open buckle was tied on the side of the robe, and drooped elegantly under the waist.
The magical black over-knee socks on the legs were tied with lace on the legs not far from the knee. After careful look, they were finely crafted and extremely exquisite.
The hollow dark moon and rabbit-shaped mesh pattern are embroidered on the socks, which makes a pair of jade legs extremely tempting and shows unusual terrifying
These black stockings are so exquisite that they can't even see Xuecun. He felt that even modern craftsmanship would be difficult to make such complex and delicate patterns. It is hard to imagine that it actually came from the Kingdom of God two thousand years ago.
He is familiar with history books and knows that Dark Moon and Divine Rabbit are the divine symbols of the ancient moon god. The moon god is named Na, one of the four-elephant gods, and has a high status. Divine Rabbit is the pet of Goddess Na and also serves as the Medicine God.
The moon is round because it is vague, and its nature is pure yin, which is Taiyin, which is the believer of the Dark Moon Goddess Na. Naturally, it is proficient in the art of yang extraction.
Goddess Wen Ji is the body of the God of Qiu, and his body is a butterfly, not a rabbit, so this woman must not be Wen Ji himself.
When Liao Xuecun was watching the strange rabbit patterns with long fangs on the woman's socks intoxicatedly, the woman had slowly raised her plump and slender legs, stretched her black silk jade feet to Liao Xuecun, and swayed gently.
The toes under the black socks twisted restlessly, swaying in front of Xuecun's nose, and touching the tip of his nose from time to time
Xuecun greedily sucked the strange fragrance from his feet. The indescribable lewd smell made him obsessed with it, making him even more dazzling and his mind rippling.
He knelt at the edge of the coffin, looked up at the woman with his eyes, but he happened to meet the woman and cast a tender and affectionate look.
The woman looked up from above and smiled, with arrogance and nobility in her eyes. She gently lifted her toes and her toes under her black stockings reached into the nostrils of Xuecun.
Liao Xuecun only felt a strong breath floating directly into his nose, and a warm smell rising from his black stockings feet made him feel moved.
He couldn't help but stick out his tongue and gently tapped it on the soles of the woman's black silk feet, just like serving a holy object, carefully and fascinated
An obsessive smile appeared on his face
Since you are about to die, and then become one of the lonely ghosts in the underground palace, it would be great if you could die at her feet.
He was a little desolate in his heart, afraid of the banshee, but now he is thinking about it
Xuecun is familiar with history, has a lot of ideals and a little macho
I never thought that as a man, I could lick my feet for a woman. That was incredible
But today, it's a little different
The high school teacher could have taught in a school in Haojing, but he chose to go back to Mali to be a rural teacher. So the school leaders regard him as a treasure and always take care of him in daily life and work.
Any ridiculous social engagements would be called, and Xuecun was led to visit the town's romance field. He once had a girlfriend who was drinking in a nightclub.
He originally thought that these women in the fun were charming enough, with the expertise to please men, and were the best women's quality
It was not until today that he met this woman who looked like a demon and a demon, but he knew that the charming and charming romantic women he had known before were actually some trash valleys.
The black stockings in front of him look a little slim, but it is much more charming than all the women's feet he has ever seen.
The thickened black stockings tips are a little bit trendy, and the tip of the tongue licks a little astringent, obviously not too clean
He swallowed it with saliva, and he felt a special feeling
Thinking of part of the beautiful jade body of a woman like a banshee, her feet were served in this form by her humble self. This strong sense of humiliation and inferiority came to his heart, which made him even more intoxicated.
The unique smell of a woman wearing stockings quickly melted on the tip of her tongue. Her face blushed and her heart beat, and she licked even more intoxicatedly, as if she was licking an extremely delicious dessert
The woman's delicate and tender toes are hidden in a layer of black silk that is as thin as a cicada's wings. The pink toenails are covered by black stockings and turned into translucent light black, revealing an extremely attractive and mysterious luster.
Xuecun looked up and saw that the woman was licking her feet with all her heart. She looked like a smile on her face, and she was smug and cunning in her eyes, as if she had been used to serving like men.
She should be a noble person in the palace of the Kingdom of God, and there must be a large group of slaves and eunuchs around her, right?
The history teacher began to imagine a woman's aristocratic life in the ancient Wenji Palace. She was an unspeakable palace woman. She taught in a rural middle school and her daily life was only enough to make a living. Although the two were two thousand years apart, the difference in social status was certainly thousands of miles away.
He suddenly felt that he was so humble. It was his duty to lick her feet and serve her in a lowly manner.
The woman's toes wrapped in black stockings gently hooked, teasing Xuecun's tongue tip intentionally or unintentionally, and then her beautiful feet slightly stretched forward. The black toes penetrated into his mouth like a python's head, and bit his tongue suddenly
The woman forced Xuecun to lick the toes inside the black silk over and over again and sucked the toenails, just like washing her feet with a man's mouth and saliva.
Liao Xuecun was guided by her and licked her willingly and seriously
He felt that the black stockings were growing firmly on a woman's feet, and they were integrated with these petite and delicate jade feet. He could not feel any obstacles to the stockings when licking his toes.
Deep inside him, desire rose rapidly, and his desire for this woman became more and more intense
The five black stockings toes were sucked by the man one by one
The woman smiled and pulled out her little feet, and stepped on the soles of the soles of the soles of the black silk that had been soaked and changed color on Xuecun's mouth and nose. She twisted her little feet freely, completely ignoring the dignity and feelings of the man under her feet.
The black stockings on the soles of the feet were soaked in saliva and immediately cooled in the cold air. When they stepped on their faces, they felt very cold. Xuecun felt that his face had become a woman's foot cloth.
He greedily sniffed the strange smell mixed with his saliva and the smell of women's black silk, and tried his best to use his face to wipe the moisture from his stockings, thinking in his heart, how good it would be if he could always be stepped on by the soles of these black silk feet, but unfortunately he was destined to be buried in this grave.
The woman put down her feet, then gently raised Xuecun's chin with her toes, and condescendingly made him look up and connect with her eyes.
Xuecun saw a woman smiling in her heart, her face was full of meaning, and she seemed to like her very much.
I couldn't help but feel more intoxicated, my whole body became hot
He gently caught the woman's weak roitin-free hand and was led into the coffin, which was her boudoir bed
The woman gently pressed Xuecun to one end of the coffin bed, lying softly in his arms and acting coquettishly. Her snow arms were tightly wrapped around his neck like a python and wrapped around her hand, and she was never allowed to escape. Her gentle and fatal black silk legs clamped the man's lower body and twisted like a snake, savoring his taste.
The woman put her cold hands deep into his clothes and explored behind his warm back
Her hands were cold, and as soon as they touched the man's back, she pulled away his warmth violently. Liao Xuecun couldn't help but tremble. He felt pity for this woman, and seemed to feel her loneliness and loneliness for two thousand years in this underground palace.
He let the woman outline and rub his back with her pointed nails, trying to give her as warmth and love as much as possible, but he also knew that in this woman's eyes, he was just the third portion of food.
The woman smiled at him indifferently, not knowing what she was talking about
She gently pressed her cold fingers on the man's temples, took off his glasses and placed them in front of her eyes to look carefully, with curiosity and surprise in her eyes, and then threw them behind her.
Her jade hand stroked the young teacher's arms, and her pointed light pink nails were torn apart inch by the clothes, as if they were cut by a sharp knife
She put her pink lips on Xuecun's mouth, and the tip of her tongue gently placed her lips between her lips
The smooth and wet touch made Xuecun immediately open the heart lock and open his mouth slightly to welcome the favor of the woman's tongue
Immediately, the woman's lubricated tongue, and the fragrance penetrated into his mouth with fragrance. The two of them were lingering, constantly rolling and lingering, hungrily absorbing each other's mouth fluid. The two kissed each other to respond to the passion that had spanned two thousand years.
Xuecun was grabbed by the woman and led into her half-open robe. He began to gently caress the woman's bright and fragrant spine. The smooth touch came like an electric shock, causing him to lose his mind.
As he stroked, the woman's wide robe loosened and slowly slid down.
The woman smiled naturally, twisted and shrank her body, and her snow-white fragrant body burst out of her cocoon like a spring silkworm.
The black palace dress slid down everywhere, like a black rose petal slowly blooming, covering the entire coffin. The woman's snow-white body was exposed in the middle of the huge demon flower, like a mysterious and wonderful flower core.
The pair of beautiful breasts that have become as smooth as a strange person shook out. The bright red honey dots on the breasts were raised high and raised, shaking on the two plump white peaches, rippling with seductive white waves, which is so lovely and pitiful.
When the black robe like bat wings was taken off, Xuecun was shocked to see a terrifying male corpse behind the woman. He naturally recognized that the man was Song Yu who was quarreling with him all the way. At this time, he leaned leaning against the wall of the coffin in such a sad posture, with a pale and stiff face.
He can no longer argue with him
The woman saw Xuecun looking at her with fear, and her trembling look made her unable to help but cover her mouth and laugh.
She stretched out a finger and smiled and pressed down on Song Yu's head, causing the dead body to escape from Xuecun's sight
She whispered in Xuecun's ears with a delicate breath. The orchid-like musk-like breath made Xuecun intoxicated, as if she was saying, I'm so sorry for eating your friend.
Where is the scar?
Is he dead, too?
Xuecun looked around for the scar's shadow. The honest ugly man was already his best friend. He didn't help him just now. He blamed himself a little.
The woman seemed to be in the same mood as him. She hooked her arm around Xuecun's neck and gently twisted his head to the side. Xuecun saw a silly big man lying in the coffin and dying.
Scar, Scar, how are you? He shouted at the motionless big man, hoping Scar could respond, even if he snorted
The woman put her index finger on her lips and shoved her, silenced him, just like a young girl in her childhood looking at Liao Xuecun sweetly and smiled slightly
In fact, the underground palace has been completely closed from the outside, neither Scar nor This Monster Woman can get out
In this situation, what is the point of caring about the life or death of Scar?
At least before he died, he enjoyed the love of a beauty that he could not reach in the outside world. Isn’t it the best ending for him to die in such a sexy way?
How could I die? Can I enjoy this benefit like Scar?
Snow Village chanted silently
He suddenly woke up and saw that the huge black demon shadow in front of him seemed to have suppressed him. The air in the underground palace brought a slight odor that made his heart beat. The tempting fragrance of the woman in front of him was so thumping that it made his heart beat.
This fragrance is like orchids, not orchids, not musks, and not musks, not musks, and not like the perfumes of modern women. It seems to be emitted from women. It contains a strange fragrance, which makes him blush and his heart beats endlessly
The black color was the color of the court and priesthood of the Kingdom of God at that time, and wide robes and long sleeves were also standard clothing for the upper level. The woman's clothing and dressing was a typical inner palace style, and the king of the Kingdom of God was a combination of politics and religion. The goddess Wen Ji played the role of the secret sect leader and the king of the Kingdom of God. This woman should be the maid who served Wen Ji in the palace.
The wide black robe was loosely tied to the front by two dark red ribbons, half-opening, revealing a large area of snow and gullies. A pair of shaking white rabbits had become round and plump, two half-balls were faintly visible in the robe, and a pink ribbon with a palm-wide width hung around the waist. A half-open buckle was tied on the side of the robe, and drooped elegantly under the waist.
The magical black over-knee socks on the legs were tied with lace on the legs not far from the knee. After careful look, they were finely crafted and extremely exquisite.
The hollow dark moon and rabbit-shaped mesh pattern are embroidered on the socks, which makes a pair of jade legs extremely tempting and shows unusual terrifying
These black stockings are so exquisite that they can't even see Xuecun. He felt that even modern craftsmanship would be difficult to make such complex and delicate patterns. It is hard to imagine that it actually came from the Kingdom of God two thousand years ago.
He is familiar with history books and knows that Dark Moon and Divine Rabbit are the divine symbols of the ancient moon god. The moon god is named Na, one of the four-elephant gods, and has a high status. Divine Rabbit is the pet of Goddess Na and also serves as the Medicine God.
The moon is round because it is vague, and its nature is pure yin, which is Taiyin, which is the believer of the Dark Moon Goddess Na. Naturally, it is proficient in the art of yang extraction.
Goddess Wen Ji is the body of the God of Qiu, and his body is a butterfly, not a rabbit, so this woman must not be Wen Ji himself.
When Liao Xuecun was watching the strange rabbit patterns with long fangs on the woman's socks intoxicatedly, the woman had slowly raised her plump and slender legs, stretched her black silk jade feet to Liao Xuecun, and swayed gently.
The toes under the black socks twisted restlessly, swaying in front of Xuecun's nose, and touching the tip of his nose from time to time
Xuecun greedily sucked the strange fragrance from his feet. The indescribable lewd smell made him obsessed with it, making him even more dazzling and his mind rippling.
He knelt at the edge of the coffin, looked up at the woman with his eyes, but he happened to meet the woman and cast a tender and affectionate look.
The woman looked up from above and smiled, with arrogance and nobility in her eyes. She gently lifted her toes and her toes under her black stockings reached into the nostrils of Xuecun.
Liao Xuecun only felt a strong breath floating directly into his nose, and a warm smell rising from his black stockings feet made him feel moved.
He couldn't help but stick out his tongue and gently tapped it on the soles of the woman's black silk feet, just like serving a holy object, carefully and fascinated
An obsessive smile appeared on his face
Since you are about to die, and then become one of the lonely ghosts in the underground palace, it would be great if you could die at her feet.
He was a little desolate in his heart, afraid of the banshee, but now he is thinking about it
Xuecun is familiar with history, has a lot of ideals and a little macho
I never thought that as a man, I could lick my feet for a woman. That was incredible
But today, it's a little different
The high school teacher could have taught in a school in Haojing, but he chose to go back to Mali to be a rural teacher. So the school leaders regard him as a treasure and always take care of him in daily life and work.
Any ridiculous social engagements would be called, and Xuecun was led to visit the town's romance field. He once had a girlfriend who was drinking in a nightclub.
He originally thought that these women in the fun were charming enough, with the expertise to please men, and were the best women's quality
It was not until today that he met this woman who looked like a demon and a demon, but he knew that the charming and charming romantic women he had known before were actually some trash valleys.
The black stockings in front of him look a little slim, but it is much more charming than all the women's feet he has ever seen.
The thickened black stockings tips are a little bit trendy, and the tip of the tongue licks a little astringent, obviously not too clean
He swallowed it with saliva, and he felt a special feeling
Thinking of part of the beautiful jade body of a woman like a banshee, her feet were served in this form by her humble self. This strong sense of humiliation and inferiority came to his heart, which made him even more intoxicated.
The unique smell of a woman wearing stockings quickly melted on the tip of her tongue. Her face blushed and her heart beat, and she licked even more intoxicatedly, as if she was licking an extremely delicious dessert
The woman's delicate and tender toes are hidden in a layer of black silk that is as thin as a cicada's wings. The pink toenails are covered by black stockings and turned into translucent light black, revealing an extremely attractive and mysterious luster.
Xuecun looked up and saw that the woman was licking her feet with all her heart. She looked like a smile on her face, and she was smug and cunning in her eyes, as if she had been used to serving like men.
She should be a noble person in the palace of the Kingdom of God, and there must be a large group of slaves and eunuchs around her, right?
The history teacher began to imagine a woman's aristocratic life in the ancient Wenji Palace. She was an unspeakable palace woman. She taught in a rural middle school and her daily life was only enough to make a living. Although the two were two thousand years apart, the difference in social status was certainly thousands of miles away.
He suddenly felt that he was so humble. It was his duty to lick her feet and serve her in a lowly manner.
The woman's toes wrapped in black stockings gently hooked, teasing Xuecun's tongue tip intentionally or unintentionally, and then her beautiful feet slightly stretched forward. The black toes penetrated into his mouth like a python's head, and bit his tongue suddenly
The woman forced Xuecun to lick the toes inside the black silk over and over again and sucked the toenails, just like washing her feet with a man's mouth and saliva.
Liao Xuecun was guided by her and licked her willingly and seriously
He felt that the black stockings were growing firmly on a woman's feet, and they were integrated with these petite and delicate jade feet. He could not feel any obstacles to the stockings when licking his toes.
Deep inside him, desire rose rapidly, and his desire for this woman became more and more intense
The five black stockings toes were sucked by the man one by one
The woman smiled and pulled out her little feet, and stepped on the soles of the soles of the soles of the black silk that had been soaked and changed color on Xuecun's mouth and nose. She twisted her little feet freely, completely ignoring the dignity and feelings of the man under her feet.
The black stockings on the soles of the feet were soaked in saliva and immediately cooled in the cold air. When they stepped on their faces, they felt very cold. Xuecun felt that his face had become a woman's foot cloth.
He greedily sniffed the strange smell mixed with his saliva and the smell of women's black silk, and tried his best to use his face to wipe the moisture from his stockings, thinking in his heart, how good it would be if he could always be stepped on by the soles of these black silk feet, but unfortunately he was destined to be buried in this grave.
The woman put down her feet, then gently raised Xuecun's chin with her toes, and condescendingly made him look up and connect with her eyes.
Xuecun saw a woman smiling in her heart, her face was full of meaning, and she seemed to like her very much.
I couldn't help but feel more intoxicated, my whole body became hot
He gently caught the woman's weak roitin-free hand and was led into the coffin, which was her boudoir bed
The woman gently pressed Xuecun to one end of the coffin bed, lying softly in his arms and acting coquettishly. Her snow arms were tightly wrapped around his neck like a python and wrapped around her hand, and she was never allowed to escape. Her gentle and fatal black silk legs clamped the man's lower body and twisted like a snake, savoring his taste.
The woman put her cold hands deep into his clothes and explored behind his warm back
Her hands were cold, and as soon as they touched the man's back, she pulled away his warmth violently. Liao Xuecun couldn't help but tremble. He felt pity for this woman, and seemed to feel her loneliness and loneliness for two thousand years in this underground palace.
He let the woman outline and rub his back with her pointed nails, trying to give her as warmth and love as much as possible, but he also knew that in this woman's eyes, he was just the third portion of food.
The woman smiled at him indifferently, not knowing what she was talking about
She gently pressed her cold fingers on the man's temples, took off his glasses and placed them in front of her eyes to look carefully, with curiosity and surprise in her eyes, and then threw them behind her.
Her jade hand stroked the young teacher's arms, and her pointed light pink nails were torn apart inch by the clothes, as if they were cut by a sharp knife
She put her pink lips on Xuecun's mouth, and the tip of her tongue gently placed her lips between her lips
The smooth and wet touch made Xuecun immediately open the heart lock and open his mouth slightly to welcome the favor of the woman's tongue
Immediately, the woman's lubricated tongue, and the fragrance penetrated into his mouth with fragrance. The two of them were lingering, constantly rolling and lingering, hungrily absorbing each other's mouth fluid. The two kissed each other to respond to the passion that had spanned two thousand years.
Xuecun was grabbed by the woman and led into her half-open robe. He began to gently caress the woman's bright and fragrant spine. The smooth touch came like an electric shock, causing him to lose his mind.
As he stroked, the woman's wide robe loosened and slowly slid down.
The woman smiled naturally, twisted and shrank her body, and her snow-white fragrant body burst out of her cocoon like a spring silkworm.
The black palace dress slid down everywhere, like a black rose petal slowly blooming, covering the entire coffin. The woman's snow-white body was exposed in the middle of the huge demon flower, like a mysterious and wonderful flower core.
The pair of beautiful breasts that have become as smooth as a strange person shook out. The bright red honey dots on the breasts were raised high and raised, shaking on the two plump white peaches, rippling with seductive white waves, which is so lovely and pitiful.
When the black robe like bat wings was taken off, Xuecun was shocked to see a terrifying male corpse behind the woman. He naturally recognized that the man was Song Yu who was quarreling with him all the way. At this time, he leaned leaning against the wall of the coffin in such a sad posture, with a pale and stiff face.
He can no longer argue with him
The woman saw Xuecun looking at her with fear, and her trembling look made her unable to help but cover her mouth and laugh.
She stretched out a finger and smiled and pressed down on Song Yu's head, causing the dead body to escape from Xuecun's sight
She whispered in Xuecun's ears with a delicate breath. The orchid-like musk-like breath made Xuecun intoxicated, as if she was saying, I'm so sorry for eating your friend.
Where is the scar?
Is he dead, too?
Xuecun looked around for the scar's shadow. The honest ugly man was already his best friend. He didn't help him just now. He blamed himself a little.
The woman seemed to be in the same mood as him. She hooked her arm around Xuecun's neck and gently twisted his head to the side. Xuecun saw a silly big man lying in the coffin and dying.
Scar, Scar, how are you? He shouted at the motionless big man, hoping Scar could respond, even if he snorted
The woman put her index finger on her lips and shoved her, silenced him, just like a young girl in her childhood looking at Liao Xuecun sweetly and smiled slightly
In fact, the underground palace has been completely closed from the outside, neither Scar nor This Monster Woman can get out
In this situation, what is the point of caring about the life or death of Scar?
At least before he died, he enjoyed the love of a beauty that he could not reach in the outside world. Isn’t it the best ending for him to die in such a sexy way?
How could I die? Can I enjoy this benefit like Scar?
Snow Village chanted silently
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