Inside the car
As Yang Ningsu's high-intensity spasm of the holy uterus gradually subsided, the glans that penetrated deep into it and enjoyed the pleasure of spasm in the uterine cavity finally stopped erupting. At this time, Yang Ningsu's fair belly was already stretched slightly and raised, looking like he was pregnant for two months, but the lower abdomen was filled with vaginal fluid that was blocked by the huge glans and could not be leaked, as well as a huge amount of thick, frozen white semen.
The egg carrying the sacred mission seemed to be startled by the massive amount of liquid in the cavity. After it felt a tadpole drilling in, it quickly escaped from this place of right and wrong, swam quietly back to the fallopian tubes and waited for the liquid outside to flow out, and was preparing to return in seven days...
Yang Ningsu had never experienced such a extreme orgasm. She felt her lower abdomen warmly swelling, but she didn't feel a little uncomfortable. Instead, she took advantage of this difficult-to-rest opportunity to lie on Lao Liu's thick chest and breathed gently, forgetting that she was seized by a servant in the carriage.
After a few breaths, Lao Liu ejaculated for dozens of seconds. He felt that all the semen he had stored was dried up by the spasms caused by Yang Ningsu's orgasm. Now the glans was soaked in the uterine cavity full of semen and vaginal fluid, and after a while, he found that his penis began to become swelling and congested again.
So, while Yang Ningsu was still enjoying the afterglow of orgasm, Lao Liu reached out and adjusted the car seat to normal mode. When the table and chair bounced back, the penis that was still soaked in Yang Ningsu's tight vagina and pushed forward. The big glans hit the uterine wall that Yang Ningsu had just calmed down again, causing Yang Ningsu's Ah to scream, and then he heard Yang Ningsu's complaining and coquettish voice.
You're going to die... come again...
Old Liu smiled and walked his hand around Yang Ning Sumei's back and held two silky and soft black silk buttocks. If you want to blame, you will blame you for being so charming!
After the words came, the exciting and pleasant sound of melodious sounds sounded in the car, and the wonderful music tonight was played again
……………………………………………………
At the same time, there is another scene in Qingya Villa
Yang Ningbing, dressed in casual clothes, was sitting on the corner of the sofa with her black eyebrows frowned, her eyes staring directly at a middle-aged man opposite her.
Even if the middle-aged man was old, there was no trace of vicissitudes on his handsome face. Facing Yang Ningbing's glare, there was only indifference in his eyes, and an invisible pressure exuded his body, which forced the atmosphere in the hall to overwhelm the freezing point, which made people suffocate.
On the far left side of the sofa where Yang Ningbing was sitting, Ye Wudao was sitting in it, while Murong Xuehen was standing obediently beside Ye Wudao. Both of them did not dare to breathe heavily, and Ye Wudao even shivered.
The middle-aged man opposite is nothing but Ye Wudao’s father Ye Hetu!
In addition to Ye Hetu, Ye Qingge, a young sister-in-law who was rarely seen, also stood behind Ye Hetu, and also faced Yang Ningbing with a cold face with a frosty face.
At this moment, the five people in the house were silent. A simple word could ignite the thick gunpowder in the air. According to the seat distribution, it should be that Ye Hetu was confronting Yang Ningbing. Ye Qingge supported his brother Ye Hetu standing behind him. Ye Wudao and Murong Xuehen, as juniors, could only be neutral in the corner.
And Yang Ningbing became an isolated person.
Ningbing...Is there anything else you want to say?
After a long silence, Ye Hetu took the lead in breaking the tranquility. His voice was very cold, so cold that Ye Qingge behind him couldn't help but suck.
When Yang Ningbing, who was isolated and helpless, heard this sentence from her husband, what else do you want to say? She only felt that the sky seemed to collapse. She didn't believe that her husband would speak the tone and words of the judge when he interrogated the prisoner. A drop of tears quietly flowed out of her eyes, and her bright eyes were inadvertently covered with blood...
Half an hour ago, when she just arrived home, she met her husband Ye Hetu, whom she hadn't seen for a long time in the living room. She wanted to resolve the pain she had suffered in the past few days with a husband's hug, but what she got was Ye Hetu's cold questioning...
He actually suspected that he had cheated and suspected that he had gone to S Province to have a tryst with Zhao Shidao...
She really didn't understand why Ye Hetu had such an idea. The two of them had been sleeping in the same bed for more than ten years. The most basic trust between the couple disappeared at the moment when Ye Hetu said that...
Ha...you...this is how you look at me? Yang Ningbing looked at her husband who was poking in front of her in tears, and smiled self-deprecatingly
Bang!
Ye Hetu suddenly lost control of his emotions and hit the coffee table with both fists, almost roaring and roaring: What do I think of you? Why don’t you think of me when you went to S Province to meet Zhao Shidao with me on your back?!
Brother, don't say it... Ye Qingge saw Ye Hetu's emotions out of control and spoke out to let him control his emotions, but was startled by Ye Hetu's next moment and swallowed up what he wanted to say.
Ye Hetu stood up in a panic, stepped on the broken coffee table with only the stand left, looking down at Yang Ningbing from a high place, and his sparks looked at Ye Wudao with fear.
Don’t tell me, it was a coincidence that you and Zhao Shidao stayed in the same hotel... OK! I believe, I believe you were a coincidence. Then please tell me why after Wudao left, you would finish your meal with Zhao Shidao? Go back to the hotel with a smile?!
After hearing this, Ye Wudao had no way to explain to his mother. Before Yang Ningbing returned, Ye Hetu arrived first and took out a stack of photos. In the photos, her mother was completely different from the sad appearance that day. She and Zhao Shidao actually sat in a restaurant, showing a smile, and after dinner, they walked side by side to return to the hotel.
Although he once told Ye Hetu that it was because Zhao Shidao pursued his mother and opened the same hotel on purpose, Ye Hetu didn't listen to advice, so after his mother came back, he sarcastically mocked Yang Ningbing without saying anything, thus becoming what she looks like now
Yang Ningbing looked up at Ye Hetu at this moment with aggrieved look. She saw a cold expression on Ye Hetu's face that she had never seen before, as if as long as she said something was not as satisfied as he would be strangled by him in the next moment.
That's how you see...
Bang!
Before Yang Ningbing could finish her words, Ye Hetu suddenly slapped Yang Ningbing on her face that was already crying!
At this moment, whether it was Ye Wudao, who was a junior, or Ye Qingge who supported Ye Hetu, they all thought it was bad and hurried forward to stop Ye Hetu, who had already lost control, but it was too late.
You... Ye Hetu! You hit me?
Yang Ningbing's voice was filled with a hint of sadness, a hint of grievance, and endless irony.
Ye Hetu was completely like an out-of-control beast, and did not think about the cause and effect relationship. His palm, which was stretched out again due to anger, was slightly lost when he saw Yang Ningbing's aggrieved tears, but his palm could no longer be taken back. With a loud bang, he slapped his wife in the face again!
What followed was the miserable cry of the woman, rather than Ye Hetu's roar
Woo...
Yang Ningbing cried
The tears at this moment were different from the tears shed with extreme grievance in her heart before. Even if the man excitedly slapped the coffee table, she felt that there was still a chance to save all this, but the slap ruthlessly trampled on the sadness she wanted to explain. It was not until the second slap fell that she felt how ridiculous she was...
My husband who has been sleeping in the same bed for more than ten years beat her for the first time and tore her heart to pieces for the first time
Do you still have the face to cry?
At this time, Ye Hetu was already blinded by anger. Seeing his beloved wife's tears of sadness and grievance, he still believed in the truth of the so-called investigation.
However, this time, Ye Hetu's outstretched arm was stopped, and the slap eventually fell on Yang Ningbing's face, but can this win back Yang Ningbing's broken heart?
Yang Ningbing left, and with Murong Xuehen's support, she disappeared into this out-of-control hall with her heart that had been broken...
As Yang Ningsu's high-intensity spasm of the holy uterus gradually subsided, the glans that penetrated deep into it and enjoyed the pleasure of spasm in the uterine cavity finally stopped erupting. At this time, Yang Ningsu's fair belly was already stretched slightly and raised, looking like he was pregnant for two months, but the lower abdomen was filled with vaginal fluid that was blocked by the huge glans and could not be leaked, as well as a huge amount of thick, frozen white semen.
The egg carrying the sacred mission seemed to be startled by the massive amount of liquid in the cavity. After it felt a tadpole drilling in, it quickly escaped from this place of right and wrong, swam quietly back to the fallopian tubes and waited for the liquid outside to flow out, and was preparing to return in seven days...
Yang Ningsu had never experienced such a extreme orgasm. She felt her lower abdomen warmly swelling, but she didn't feel a little uncomfortable. Instead, she took advantage of this difficult-to-rest opportunity to lie on Lao Liu's thick chest and breathed gently, forgetting that she was seized by a servant in the carriage.
After a few breaths, Lao Liu ejaculated for dozens of seconds. He felt that all the semen he had stored was dried up by the spasms caused by Yang Ningsu's orgasm. Now the glans was soaked in the uterine cavity full of semen and vaginal fluid, and after a while, he found that his penis began to become swelling and congested again.
So, while Yang Ningsu was still enjoying the afterglow of orgasm, Lao Liu reached out and adjusted the car seat to normal mode. When the table and chair bounced back, the penis that was still soaked in Yang Ningsu's tight vagina and pushed forward. The big glans hit the uterine wall that Yang Ningsu had just calmed down again, causing Yang Ningsu's Ah to scream, and then he heard Yang Ningsu's complaining and coquettish voice.
You're going to die... come again...
Old Liu smiled and walked his hand around Yang Ning Sumei's back and held two silky and soft black silk buttocks. If you want to blame, you will blame you for being so charming!
After the words came, the exciting and pleasant sound of melodious sounds sounded in the car, and the wonderful music tonight was played again
……………………………………………………
At the same time, there is another scene in Qingya Villa
Yang Ningbing, dressed in casual clothes, was sitting on the corner of the sofa with her black eyebrows frowned, her eyes staring directly at a middle-aged man opposite her.
Even if the middle-aged man was old, there was no trace of vicissitudes on his handsome face. Facing Yang Ningbing's glare, there was only indifference in his eyes, and an invisible pressure exuded his body, which forced the atmosphere in the hall to overwhelm the freezing point, which made people suffocate.
On the far left side of the sofa where Yang Ningbing was sitting, Ye Wudao was sitting in it, while Murong Xuehen was standing obediently beside Ye Wudao. Both of them did not dare to breathe heavily, and Ye Wudao even shivered.
The middle-aged man opposite is nothing but Ye Wudao’s father Ye Hetu!
In addition to Ye Hetu, Ye Qingge, a young sister-in-law who was rarely seen, also stood behind Ye Hetu, and also faced Yang Ningbing with a cold face with a frosty face.
At this moment, the five people in the house were silent. A simple word could ignite the thick gunpowder in the air. According to the seat distribution, it should be that Ye Hetu was confronting Yang Ningbing. Ye Qingge supported his brother Ye Hetu standing behind him. Ye Wudao and Murong Xuehen, as juniors, could only be neutral in the corner.
And Yang Ningbing became an isolated person.
Ningbing...Is there anything else you want to say?
After a long silence, Ye Hetu took the lead in breaking the tranquility. His voice was very cold, so cold that Ye Qingge behind him couldn't help but suck.
When Yang Ningbing, who was isolated and helpless, heard this sentence from her husband, what else do you want to say? She only felt that the sky seemed to collapse. She didn't believe that her husband would speak the tone and words of the judge when he interrogated the prisoner. A drop of tears quietly flowed out of her eyes, and her bright eyes were inadvertently covered with blood...
Half an hour ago, when she just arrived home, she met her husband Ye Hetu, whom she hadn't seen for a long time in the living room. She wanted to resolve the pain she had suffered in the past few days with a husband's hug, but what she got was Ye Hetu's cold questioning...
He actually suspected that he had cheated and suspected that he had gone to S Province to have a tryst with Zhao Shidao...
She really didn't understand why Ye Hetu had such an idea. The two of them had been sleeping in the same bed for more than ten years. The most basic trust between the couple disappeared at the moment when Ye Hetu said that...
Ha...you...this is how you look at me? Yang Ningbing looked at her husband who was poking in front of her in tears, and smiled self-deprecatingly
Bang!
Ye Hetu suddenly lost control of his emotions and hit the coffee table with both fists, almost roaring and roaring: What do I think of you? Why don’t you think of me when you went to S Province to meet Zhao Shidao with me on your back?!
Brother, don't say it... Ye Qingge saw Ye Hetu's emotions out of control and spoke out to let him control his emotions, but was startled by Ye Hetu's next moment and swallowed up what he wanted to say.
Ye Hetu stood up in a panic, stepped on the broken coffee table with only the stand left, looking down at Yang Ningbing from a high place, and his sparks looked at Ye Wudao with fear.
Don’t tell me, it was a coincidence that you and Zhao Shidao stayed in the same hotel... OK! I believe, I believe you were a coincidence. Then please tell me why after Wudao left, you would finish your meal with Zhao Shidao? Go back to the hotel with a smile?!
After hearing this, Ye Wudao had no way to explain to his mother. Before Yang Ningbing returned, Ye Hetu arrived first and took out a stack of photos. In the photos, her mother was completely different from the sad appearance that day. She and Zhao Shidao actually sat in a restaurant, showing a smile, and after dinner, they walked side by side to return to the hotel.
Although he once told Ye Hetu that it was because Zhao Shidao pursued his mother and opened the same hotel on purpose, Ye Hetu didn't listen to advice, so after his mother came back, he sarcastically mocked Yang Ningbing without saying anything, thus becoming what she looks like now
Yang Ningbing looked up at Ye Hetu at this moment with aggrieved look. She saw a cold expression on Ye Hetu's face that she had never seen before, as if as long as she said something was not as satisfied as he would be strangled by him in the next moment.
That's how you see...
Bang!
Before Yang Ningbing could finish her words, Ye Hetu suddenly slapped Yang Ningbing on her face that was already crying!
At this moment, whether it was Ye Wudao, who was a junior, or Ye Qingge who supported Ye Hetu, they all thought it was bad and hurried forward to stop Ye Hetu, who had already lost control, but it was too late.
You... Ye Hetu! You hit me?
Yang Ningbing's voice was filled with a hint of sadness, a hint of grievance, and endless irony.
Ye Hetu was completely like an out-of-control beast, and did not think about the cause and effect relationship. His palm, which was stretched out again due to anger, was slightly lost when he saw Yang Ningbing's aggrieved tears, but his palm could no longer be taken back. With a loud bang, he slapped his wife in the face again!
What followed was the miserable cry of the woman, rather than Ye Hetu's roar
Woo...
Yang Ningbing cried
The tears at this moment were different from the tears shed with extreme grievance in her heart before. Even if the man excitedly slapped the coffee table, she felt that there was still a chance to save all this, but the slap ruthlessly trampled on the sadness she wanted to explain. It was not until the second slap fell that she felt how ridiculous she was...
My husband who has been sleeping in the same bed for more than ten years beat her for the first time and tore her heart to pieces for the first time
Do you still have the face to cry?
At this time, Ye Hetu was already blinded by anger. Seeing his beloved wife's tears of sadness and grievance, he still believed in the truth of the so-called investigation.
However, this time, Ye Hetu's outstretched arm was stopped, and the slap eventually fell on Yang Ningbing's face, but can this win back Yang Ningbing's broken heart?
Yang Ningbing left, and with Murong Xuehen's support, she disappeared into this out-of-control hall with her heart that had been broken...
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