At this time, not only was Zhao Pingyang's thing congested, but his brain was also congested. The blood had already knocked his brain out. At this time, not to mention that she was Mo Xiaomu's wife, even the Jade Emperor's wife, Zhao Pingyang couldn't stop!
At this time, it was easy for Wang Yuhan to escape because Zhao Pingyang was busy rubbing her with both hands, so her body was no longer controlled by him, but she did not escape, but scolded: Zhao Pingyang, what are you going to do? I am Mo Xiaomu's wife, Mo Xiaomu is your brother, how can you bastard, how can you do this?
After being scratched and rubbed by Zhao Pingyang's disorganized scrambles, Wang Yuhan's body had long been soft as a noodle. His eyes were staring at Zhao Pingyang with sharp eyes, but at this time it was already as soft as cotton, as if water was about to drip out. His arms couldn't help but slid on Zhao Pingyang's shoulders and began to twist his body to meet him.
Zhao Pingyang stretched out the hand in Wang Yuhan's skirt, and he clearly felt that Wang Yuhan's jade liquid was leaking faster. Not only did he wet his hands, but he also flowed along her butt to his thighs. He looked down accidentally and saw that the large amount of fragrant liquid that had wet his butt and flowed down her jade-like thighs. He immediately abandoned her big breasts, squatted down and drilled his head into Wang Yuhan's crotch, and carried her up in an instant. He turned around in the room, but his mouth sucked and ate her still flowing jade liquid.
At this time, Zhao Pingyang had already become so sad that he was so embarrassed that he should have carried Wang Yuhan directly to the inner room, where there were bedrooms and beds for duty. It would be great to get Wang Yuhan beautifully on the bed, but he didn't, because Wang Yuhan had too many places in his body that made him intoxicated. After eating for a while, he put her down and returned to her chest. He rubbed Wang Yuhan's breasts in turn, while the lower hand gave up rubbing her place, and instead pressed the guy who had already been hard to get close to Wang Yuhan's place, and rubbed her hard with his butt in circles.
Wang Yuhan is so anxious!
I cursed Zhao Pingyang in my heart and made me feel very proud, and I was trying to make you a bird through my skirt!
But it was difficult to remind him to go to the inner bedroom, so he had to cooperate with his procrastination and press him hard, put his hands on his butt, hugging him hard, thinking that Zhao Pingyang would know what to do after he was crazy, at least he could lift her skirt up, take off her underwear and insert it while standing!
Or go to the sofa, isn’t that a good place to make a fire?
So Wang Yuhan moved quietly and guided him to the sofa. However, Zhao Pingyang, a fool, didn't understand the intention at all. He just kept rubbing. Wang Yuhan was burning in the place. Not only did he feel like he was being grilled by fire, but he also looked like thousands of small insects crawling around in his body. He was so itchy that he couldn't scratch it. He just wanted to scold Zhao Pingyang: You rub, rub, rub, rub your mother's head!
But he insisted on letting him get it
Zhao Pingyang rubbed and hugged Wang Yuhan tightly. His body twitched like a yangkefeng a few times, and he lay on Wang Yuhan's shoulder and stopped moving.
Wang Yuhan cursed in his heart: This bastard has actually come out!
Looking down, Zhao Pingyang's crotch was already wet. There were enough things he rubbed out, almost making the whole crotch wet, and it was also covered with a large area of semen wet on his skirt. Wang Yuhan was so angry that he shook his hand and gave him a big mouth, and suddenly pushed him to the ground, staring at him, not knowing how to scold him to be satisfied.
At this moment, someone knocked on the door, and Wang Yuhan subconsciously asked: Who?
At the same time, he raised his foot and kicked Zhao Pingyang hard, winking at him. Zhao Pingyang's rationality had recovered a little at this time. He understood what she meant. He quickly sat upright on the sofa. Wang Yuhan also quickly sat back behind the boss's desk, and then responded outside: Please come in!
The wet and hot piece on Wang Yuhan's skirt was just blocked by the table. It was a bit difficult to cover Zhao Pingyang's place, but he was smart. He quickly crossed his hands and placed them on his legs, and there was no trace of them. However, his intelligence had not been fully restored. He just put his hands and had to drink water to hide his nervousness. This was broken. When he brought the cup to drink water, his hands were shaking a little hard, and he sprinkled half a cup of tea on the tea table.
The person outside the door is Wang Nan, who comes to send documents to Wang Yuhan
Seeing that it was her, Wang Yuhan calmed down and smiled and nodded to take the document. When Wang Nan turned around and went out, he glanced at Zhao Pingyang, and saw his hands trembling again, spilling some tea and splashing on his pants. He quickly stood up and shook it off, but the wetness of the crotch was completely exposed.
Fortunately, Wang Nan has gone out
Listening to Wang Nan's high heels knocking on the ground and walking away, Wang Yuhan jumped out from behind the boss's platform, stood in front of Zhao Pingyang with wide eyes wide open. Zhao Pingyang quickly stood up, and his knees softened and fell to him in front of Wang Yuhan.
Wang Yuhan pointed at his forehead: You, what's the point of telling me to say you?
Sorry, I deserve to die, I deserve to die!
At this time, it was easy for Wang Yuhan to escape because Zhao Pingyang was busy rubbing her with both hands, so her body was no longer controlled by him, but she did not escape, but scolded: Zhao Pingyang, what are you going to do? I am Mo Xiaomu's wife, Mo Xiaomu is your brother, how can you bastard, how can you do this?
After being scratched and rubbed by Zhao Pingyang's disorganized scrambles, Wang Yuhan's body had long been soft as a noodle. His eyes were staring at Zhao Pingyang with sharp eyes, but at this time it was already as soft as cotton, as if water was about to drip out. His arms couldn't help but slid on Zhao Pingyang's shoulders and began to twist his body to meet him.
Zhao Pingyang stretched out the hand in Wang Yuhan's skirt, and he clearly felt that Wang Yuhan's jade liquid was leaking faster. Not only did he wet his hands, but he also flowed along her butt to his thighs. He looked down accidentally and saw that the large amount of fragrant liquid that had wet his butt and flowed down her jade-like thighs. He immediately abandoned her big breasts, squatted down and drilled his head into Wang Yuhan's crotch, and carried her up in an instant. He turned around in the room, but his mouth sucked and ate her still flowing jade liquid.
At this time, Zhao Pingyang had already become so sad that he was so embarrassed that he should have carried Wang Yuhan directly to the inner room, where there were bedrooms and beds for duty. It would be great to get Wang Yuhan beautifully on the bed, but he didn't, because Wang Yuhan had too many places in his body that made him intoxicated. After eating for a while, he put her down and returned to her chest. He rubbed Wang Yuhan's breasts in turn, while the lower hand gave up rubbing her place, and instead pressed the guy who had already been hard to get close to Wang Yuhan's place, and rubbed her hard with his butt in circles.
Wang Yuhan is so anxious!
I cursed Zhao Pingyang in my heart and made me feel very proud, and I was trying to make you a bird through my skirt!
But it was difficult to remind him to go to the inner bedroom, so he had to cooperate with his procrastination and press him hard, put his hands on his butt, hugging him hard, thinking that Zhao Pingyang would know what to do after he was crazy, at least he could lift her skirt up, take off her underwear and insert it while standing!
Or go to the sofa, isn’t that a good place to make a fire?
So Wang Yuhan moved quietly and guided him to the sofa. However, Zhao Pingyang, a fool, didn't understand the intention at all. He just kept rubbing. Wang Yuhan was burning in the place. Not only did he feel like he was being grilled by fire, but he also looked like thousands of small insects crawling around in his body. He was so itchy that he couldn't scratch it. He just wanted to scold Zhao Pingyang: You rub, rub, rub, rub your mother's head!
But he insisted on letting him get it
Zhao Pingyang rubbed and hugged Wang Yuhan tightly. His body twitched like a yangkefeng a few times, and he lay on Wang Yuhan's shoulder and stopped moving.
Wang Yuhan cursed in his heart: This bastard has actually come out!
Looking down, Zhao Pingyang's crotch was already wet. There were enough things he rubbed out, almost making the whole crotch wet, and it was also covered with a large area of semen wet on his skirt. Wang Yuhan was so angry that he shook his hand and gave him a big mouth, and suddenly pushed him to the ground, staring at him, not knowing how to scold him to be satisfied.
At this moment, someone knocked on the door, and Wang Yuhan subconsciously asked: Who?
At the same time, he raised his foot and kicked Zhao Pingyang hard, winking at him. Zhao Pingyang's rationality had recovered a little at this time. He understood what she meant. He quickly sat upright on the sofa. Wang Yuhan also quickly sat back behind the boss's desk, and then responded outside: Please come in!
The wet and hot piece on Wang Yuhan's skirt was just blocked by the table. It was a bit difficult to cover Zhao Pingyang's place, but he was smart. He quickly crossed his hands and placed them on his legs, and there was no trace of them. However, his intelligence had not been fully restored. He just put his hands and had to drink water to hide his nervousness. This was broken. When he brought the cup to drink water, his hands were shaking a little hard, and he sprinkled half a cup of tea on the tea table.
The person outside the door is Wang Nan, who comes to send documents to Wang Yuhan
Seeing that it was her, Wang Yuhan calmed down and smiled and nodded to take the document. When Wang Nan turned around and went out, he glanced at Zhao Pingyang, and saw his hands trembling again, spilling some tea and splashing on his pants. He quickly stood up and shook it off, but the wetness of the crotch was completely exposed.
Fortunately, Wang Nan has gone out
Listening to Wang Nan's high heels knocking on the ground and walking away, Wang Yuhan jumped out from behind the boss's platform, stood in front of Zhao Pingyang with wide eyes wide open. Zhao Pingyang quickly stood up, and his knees softened and fell to him in front of Wang Yuhan.
Wang Yuhan pointed at his forehead: You, what's the point of telling me to say you?
Sorry, I deserve to die, I deserve to die!
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