In the Dragon Mansion, Long Hui lay on the bed carefully looking at the dense and strange symbols on the strange silk silk, just like ghost paintings, but they were written vigorously and powerfully, and were very vivid.
Hardness is soft, and softness is strong, as if it is a masterpiece that has condensed the skills of the masters of calligraphy throughout their life.
This silk silk and the map of mountains and rivers are hidden in the portrait of Saint Kong. It must be an extraordinary thing. Could it be that wonderful method of the sky?Long Hui was immediately excited. If this was the wonderful method of the sky, wouldn’t I become a peerless master if I practiced it? Then the monster would have to lie at my feet and beg for mercy.I was so excited when I thought of this, Long Hui learned to meditate by those martial arts masters, waved his hands, and learned in a very good manner.
After struggling like this for more than half an hour, I fell asleep first.
Since being held hostage by Gui You, Huang Huan has been seriously ill. On the other hand, Long Hui has lost some luck, but he is more energetic than before, and even he himself finds it strange.
As for the situation at Wuya Academy, it was incredibly calm, as if nothing had happened. The students were still studying, and Cheng Yuanzhi was still trying his best to urge the students for the scientific examination.
Before I knew it, a few more days passed, and it was the seventh day of the seventh month.
On this night, the Chinese Valentine's Day Lantern Festival will be held, and all kinds of lanterns are hung on both sides of the street.
Many girls and unmarried young people will come to participate in this grand occasion and take this opportunity to get to know each other and find their true love.
There is a quiet villa on the west side of Jinling City, called Yunxia.
It is one of Cheng Yuanzhi's industries.
There are seven-story pavilions in the villa, which are built by the current emperor to express his hard work and great contributions.
The structure of the pavilion is a Liaodong hemlock tree, which is invincible by water and fire, and is immortal for a hundred years; the wall of the pavilion is Nanjiang Baiyu Rock, which is warm and smooth as a mirror.
In addition to this pavilion being built, the emperor mobilized skilled craftsmen across the country to infiltrate the East China Sea agarwood powder into the building materials, which not only made the pavilion exude a light and elegant fragrance all year round, but also had a miraculous effect of eliminating snakes, insects, rats and ants.
Tonight, Yunxia Villa was decorated with lights and colorful, and it was very lively. There were endless cars and horses in front of the door, and guests were in a row. Most of them were young talents, but there were also many ladies from the family, and they even saw some famous scholars with white beards.
Long Hui came to the gate of Yunxia Villa. The person who was responsible for entertaining guests was Cheng Yuan's famous Shutong, named Shen Yan.
When Shen Yan saw Long Hui, he said coldly: Young Master Long, this is a poetry conference, which is not as interesting as the Qixi Festival lanterns outside. You should not come here and suffer that.Long Hui cursed inwardly: Dead slave, if it weren't for the beauty, I wouldn't have been too lazy to come and listen to those nerds dropping their schoolbags!Although he was angry, he still pretended to be gentle: Today, talented men from all over the world gathered in Yuguan Tower to make friends with literature. Although Long was not talented, he did not want to miss such a grand occasion.When did Shen Yan see this boy so gentle? His eyes looked like he was like a ghost.
Long Hui walked into the villa and saw a seven-story building standing inside the villa. It was really like the corridor was back and the eaves were high; each embracing the terrain, and laughter came from time to time from time to time from inside the pavilion.
Many scholars in the pavilion lobby were talking to each other, and from time to time, there were excellent poems blurting out, which won everyone's praise.
There are also many young women wearing gorgeous clothes participating in it, and the talented and beautiful women recite poems and write pairs, which is very comfortable.
Long Hui came to the seventh floor, but there were two book boys standing at the entrance of the stairs on the seventh floor, with several upper couplets hanging behind them.
Long Hui recognized these two book boys, one was Yi Qiu and the other was literary theory.
They are all book children around Cheng Yuanzhi. Although they are not personal disciples, they have all obtained the true teachings of Cheng Yuan.
Yi Qiu smiled and said: Young Master Long, this seventh floor requires a second couplet to enter.Long Hui held his breath and said: What other couple should I be right? It’s rare that I have Yaxing today to want to compete with the literary masters inside. You actually made things difficult for me. What’s the reason?Wen Lun said in a humble manner: Young Master Long misunderstood, this is the rule set by the master.In fact, the floors below also gather talents from all over the world, and it is also a pleasure for Young Master Long to recite poems and write matches with them.The implication is that you boy don’t come in, it’s a pleasure for us to get out.
Although Long Hui doesn't like reading on weekdays, he is not a foolish person who naturally hears the implication.
Yi Qiu threw a contemptuous look at him and asked: Young Master Long, which couplet do you choose?
It's outrageous, I'm going to do my best.Long Hui thought to himself.
I'll choose that one!The two book children couldn't help but be a little surprised, and they didn't expect that the second generation ancestor would dare to show their ugly face.
The first couplet is: Clouds cover the nine heavens, the sky has feelings, and the couple joins hands together; a magpie bridge, lingering with each other, and happy to share the past with thousands of dreams.Yi Qiu couldn't help but feel funny. There is no one to choose this first couplet so far because it was a difficult problem that Gao Hong personally asked.
Long Hui and Gao Hong were studying in the same academy, so of course they recognized his handwriting, so they challenged him.
When the two of them secretly laughed at Long Hui for overestimating their abilities, they heard Long Hui say loudly: The birds are quiet and the wind is singing in the third update of the moon, the moon is light, leaning on the window alone; the two lines of clear tears, sighing secretly, recalling how much joy I have with you in the past!This couplet is not only neat, but also has no bad artistic conception, which is absolutely true.
After reading the second couplet, Long Hui ignored the two people who were still surprised and stepped into the seventh floor pavilion with his head held high!
A graceful purple figure stood on the hillside not far from Yunxia Villa. The night wind blew her dress against her delicate body, emphasizing her delicate curves.
Junior sister, why do you need to deal with an old scholar like Cheng Yuanzhi? Just be alone in your brother.The speaker is Cang Ziming, the son of the Haotian Sect.
Saint Haotian said: Senior brother, don’t be careless. Although he knows martial arts, he is always a veteran of the court, and his status is extraordinary. Moreover, he has the support of the Xuehai Confucian Sect behind him, so he will never be relaxed tonight.Cang Ziming nodded and said: What the junior sister said is, I will listen to you for you, but when will the junior sister listen to you forever?As he spoke, his eyes had already fallen on the round buttocks of Saint Haotian.
The Saint Haotian turned around and gave Cang Ziming a sweet look, and said angrily: Senior brother, you are here again, don’t forget the leader’s words.Cang Ziming said dejectedly: Dad is really, he actually strictly prohibited me from being close to women, which made me unable to express my enthusiasm to my junior sister.The Saint of Haotian sighed: How could he not know the senior brother’s intentions? It’s just that you have not mastered the seventh level of light karma fire in one day, so you will not be able to break the body of a boy in one day, otherwise it would be a small matter to lose your skills, and it would not be worth losing your life.Cang Ziming hugged the beautiful man in front of him into his arms and said softly: I really don’t know how hard this light karma fire is, it’s so troublesome.Junior sister, you and I are the only one here. Take off the veil and let me take a good look at you for my brother.The Saint Haotian leaned in his arms and sighed: Okay, it's yours this time.After saying that, he took off his purple veil and revealed his true face. He saw that his cheeks were red, like autumn peaches, with curved eyebrows, just like a new moon; his eyes were like the water of the Three Autumn Pond, and while it was clear, it was a bit chill.
Cangzi kissed the beautiful red lips in Ming Dynasty. The Saint Haotian moaned, but did not resist, but just met with obedience.
Cang Ziming only felt that his junior sister Salpisodils's lips were soft, and he couldn't help but stretch his tongue into the beautiful woman's mouth and stirred it freely.
He held the woman tightly in his arms with his hands, and kneaded her plump buttocks hard.
Saint Haotian smelled the strong manly aura on his body, and his back and buttocks were invaded by his big hands. His heart couldn't help but feel throbbing. His jade arm wrapped around Cang Ziming's neck like a water snake, and his three-inch fragrant tongue moved in his mouth like a spiritual snake, which made Cang Ziming even more lustful.
Cang Ziming continued to rage on his jade buttocks with one hand, and captured the towering and plump breasts of the Saint Haotian with the other hand. He could feel the amazing elasticity of the pair of wonderful products through his clothes.
The two nipples on the Jade Peak of Haotian Saint slowly hardened under the fumigation of desire. Cang Ziming could feel the changes of the jade man even through his clothes. He couldn't help but feel the lust and suddenly pressed Haotian Saint on the grass.
Cang Ziming looked at the charming body beneath him and stretched out his hand to remove the clothes of the Saint Haotian.
The Saint Haotian hurriedly spoke out and stopped him: Senior brother, don’t mess around, don’t forget the serious business!Cang Ziming is burning with desire now, and his whole body is hot, how can he stop it? He gasped and said: Junior sister, we will not take action until midnight. There are more than two hours left now, and there is plenty of time. You can be my brother at that time.When the Saint Haotian saw his begging expression, his heart softened and sighed: Oh, it’s a bargain for you this time, but you must remember not to break the childish body.Cang Ziming said impatiently: Whatever the junior sister says is what she says.Before he could finish his words, he buried his head between the plump breasts of Saint Haotian. Although he was separated by his clothes, he could faintly smell the charming frankincense.
After a long time, Cang Ziming began to take off the cloak of the Saint of Haotian.
The light purple shirt was thrown by Cang Ziming, and rose into the air and slowly fell down.
The white and pink skin of Saint Haotian was exposed in front of him, and Cang Ziming continued to untie the smooth bellyband of Saint Haotian.
Unlocking the tight and thin knots in the bellyband, a pair of tall and beautiful breasts appeared in front of you.
Cang Ziming couldn't help but his eyes turned red. If it weren't for the limitations of his martial arts, he would really want to carry a gun and get on the horse.
The saint Haotian's eyes were like silk, and the autumn waves were flowing. Her teeth bit her red lips and said angrily: Senior brother, this is not the first time you have seen someone's body. Why are you so lustful and as if you want to swallow someone into your stomach?Cang Ziming smiled and said: My junior sister's body is comparable to any beautiful scenery in the world. I will never get tired of seeing it for my brother.After saying that, my lips moved down and licked the plump breasts of Saint Haotian. I felt that the breasts were smooth and delicious, and the nipples were sweet and sweet, and the taste was comparable to being in the fairy world.
Her lips and tongue left the two towering Jade Girl Peaks, wandered down, licking and biting her flat belly, and her hands continued to stimulate the sensitive acupoints and fair skin around the body of Saint Haotian.
Cang Ziming skillfully untied the knot of the Haotian Saint's long skirt with one hand, and stroked the other hand along the slender legs along the hem of the long skirt.
The unbuttoned long skirt was gently pushed upwards along Cang Ziming's movements, and the smooth and slender white legs under the skirt were also quietly exposed.
Cang Ziming slowly touched upwards, from his delicate calves to his smooth knees, and slowly pushed towards his thighs, stroking his elastic thighs, slowly heading towards the pyloric control area.
No... Senior brother, your hand is dead!So hot...Ah... over there... can't... so sour!The private parts were attacked, and the cherry-like cherry-like cherry-like cherry-like whimpered, and a hint of honey was oozing out of the sensitive flower room.
Cang Ziming's fingers continued to slide on his lip, and every time he slides, crystal honey will appear. Cang Ziming also licked the honey on his fingers from time to time with his tongue, and felt that there was a hint of sweetness in the scent.
A night wind blew, blowing away the desire that was permeating the air, but soon the hillside was once again covered by a lustful atmosphere and played with it for a long time. Cang Ziming finally couldn't help it. He took off his clothes, revealing the huge penis under his crotch, and his glans was red and purple, emitting a hint of heat.
Junior sister, please help me.Cang Ziming stretched his penis to the pink face of the Saint Haotian, his eyes red.
The Saint Haotian gave him a blank look and said, Senior Brother, lie down and serve you well when you are young.Cang Ziming relaxed and lay on the grass, exposing the hard giant python on his lower body to the night wind. His originally hot penis felt a hint of chill under the blow of the night wind.
Suddenly, the giant python that caught the cold was surrounded by a cave, and a moist and warm breath came from inside, dispelling the coldness of the night wind.
The Saint Haotian opened his mouth and gently plastered Cang Ziming's penis.
Seeing her cheeks bulge and sometimes sink, I know that she is good at this.
The Saint Haotian's oral work was very ecstatic. His fragrant tongue licked and washed his glans and circled his urethra, causing Cang Ziming to almost lose his soul.
Junior sister, turn your body around quickly and lick it for you as well as for brother.The Saint Haotian turned her plump buttocks to Cang Ziming, but she always had a giant python in her mouth, without any relaxation.
Cang Ziming kissed the pink flesh slit, his tongue was like a spiritual snake entering a hole, causing the delicate body of the Saint Haotian to tremble, and the nectar surged out like a broken river, wetting Cang Ziming's nose and lips a lot.
At the same time, the Holy Maiden Haotian tightened her attack on the giant python in her mouth. The three-inch clove dice quickly and flexibly squirted, detonating Cang Ziming's explosive depot, and the strong semen spurted out.
This is exactly the swaying swaying on the peach cheeks and the deep old hatreds are hard to measure.
Hardness is soft, and softness is strong, as if it is a masterpiece that has condensed the skills of the masters of calligraphy throughout their life.
This silk silk and the map of mountains and rivers are hidden in the portrait of Saint Kong. It must be an extraordinary thing. Could it be that wonderful method of the sky?Long Hui was immediately excited. If this was the wonderful method of the sky, wouldn’t I become a peerless master if I practiced it? Then the monster would have to lie at my feet and beg for mercy.I was so excited when I thought of this, Long Hui learned to meditate by those martial arts masters, waved his hands, and learned in a very good manner.
After struggling like this for more than half an hour, I fell asleep first.
Since being held hostage by Gui You, Huang Huan has been seriously ill. On the other hand, Long Hui has lost some luck, but he is more energetic than before, and even he himself finds it strange.
As for the situation at Wuya Academy, it was incredibly calm, as if nothing had happened. The students were still studying, and Cheng Yuanzhi was still trying his best to urge the students for the scientific examination.
Before I knew it, a few more days passed, and it was the seventh day of the seventh month.
On this night, the Chinese Valentine's Day Lantern Festival will be held, and all kinds of lanterns are hung on both sides of the street.
Many girls and unmarried young people will come to participate in this grand occasion and take this opportunity to get to know each other and find their true love.
There is a quiet villa on the west side of Jinling City, called Yunxia.
It is one of Cheng Yuanzhi's industries.
There are seven-story pavilions in the villa, which are built by the current emperor to express his hard work and great contributions.
The structure of the pavilion is a Liaodong hemlock tree, which is invincible by water and fire, and is immortal for a hundred years; the wall of the pavilion is Nanjiang Baiyu Rock, which is warm and smooth as a mirror.
In addition to this pavilion being built, the emperor mobilized skilled craftsmen across the country to infiltrate the East China Sea agarwood powder into the building materials, which not only made the pavilion exude a light and elegant fragrance all year round, but also had a miraculous effect of eliminating snakes, insects, rats and ants.
Tonight, Yunxia Villa was decorated with lights and colorful, and it was very lively. There were endless cars and horses in front of the door, and guests were in a row. Most of them were young talents, but there were also many ladies from the family, and they even saw some famous scholars with white beards.
Long Hui came to the gate of Yunxia Villa. The person who was responsible for entertaining guests was Cheng Yuan's famous Shutong, named Shen Yan.
When Shen Yan saw Long Hui, he said coldly: Young Master Long, this is a poetry conference, which is not as interesting as the Qixi Festival lanterns outside. You should not come here and suffer that.Long Hui cursed inwardly: Dead slave, if it weren't for the beauty, I wouldn't have been too lazy to come and listen to those nerds dropping their schoolbags!Although he was angry, he still pretended to be gentle: Today, talented men from all over the world gathered in Yuguan Tower to make friends with literature. Although Long was not talented, he did not want to miss such a grand occasion.When did Shen Yan see this boy so gentle? His eyes looked like he was like a ghost.
Long Hui walked into the villa and saw a seven-story building standing inside the villa. It was really like the corridor was back and the eaves were high; each embracing the terrain, and laughter came from time to time from time to time from inside the pavilion.
Many scholars in the pavilion lobby were talking to each other, and from time to time, there were excellent poems blurting out, which won everyone's praise.
There are also many young women wearing gorgeous clothes participating in it, and the talented and beautiful women recite poems and write pairs, which is very comfortable.
Long Hui came to the seventh floor, but there were two book boys standing at the entrance of the stairs on the seventh floor, with several upper couplets hanging behind them.
Long Hui recognized these two book boys, one was Yi Qiu and the other was literary theory.
They are all book children around Cheng Yuanzhi. Although they are not personal disciples, they have all obtained the true teachings of Cheng Yuan.
Yi Qiu smiled and said: Young Master Long, this seventh floor requires a second couplet to enter.Long Hui held his breath and said: What other couple should I be right? It’s rare that I have Yaxing today to want to compete with the literary masters inside. You actually made things difficult for me. What’s the reason?Wen Lun said in a humble manner: Young Master Long misunderstood, this is the rule set by the master.In fact, the floors below also gather talents from all over the world, and it is also a pleasure for Young Master Long to recite poems and write matches with them.The implication is that you boy don’t come in, it’s a pleasure for us to get out.
Although Long Hui doesn't like reading on weekdays, he is not a foolish person who naturally hears the implication.
Yi Qiu threw a contemptuous look at him and asked: Young Master Long, which couplet do you choose?
It's outrageous, I'm going to do my best.Long Hui thought to himself.
I'll choose that one!The two book children couldn't help but be a little surprised, and they didn't expect that the second generation ancestor would dare to show their ugly face.
The first couplet is: Clouds cover the nine heavens, the sky has feelings, and the couple joins hands together; a magpie bridge, lingering with each other, and happy to share the past with thousands of dreams.Yi Qiu couldn't help but feel funny. There is no one to choose this first couplet so far because it was a difficult problem that Gao Hong personally asked.
Long Hui and Gao Hong were studying in the same academy, so of course they recognized his handwriting, so they challenged him.
When the two of them secretly laughed at Long Hui for overestimating their abilities, they heard Long Hui say loudly: The birds are quiet and the wind is singing in the third update of the moon, the moon is light, leaning on the window alone; the two lines of clear tears, sighing secretly, recalling how much joy I have with you in the past!This couplet is not only neat, but also has no bad artistic conception, which is absolutely true.
After reading the second couplet, Long Hui ignored the two people who were still surprised and stepped into the seventh floor pavilion with his head held high!
A graceful purple figure stood on the hillside not far from Yunxia Villa. The night wind blew her dress against her delicate body, emphasizing her delicate curves.
Junior sister, why do you need to deal with an old scholar like Cheng Yuanzhi? Just be alone in your brother.The speaker is Cang Ziming, the son of the Haotian Sect.
Saint Haotian said: Senior brother, don’t be careless. Although he knows martial arts, he is always a veteran of the court, and his status is extraordinary. Moreover, he has the support of the Xuehai Confucian Sect behind him, so he will never be relaxed tonight.Cang Ziming nodded and said: What the junior sister said is, I will listen to you for you, but when will the junior sister listen to you forever?As he spoke, his eyes had already fallen on the round buttocks of Saint Haotian.
The Saint Haotian turned around and gave Cang Ziming a sweet look, and said angrily: Senior brother, you are here again, don’t forget the leader’s words.Cang Ziming said dejectedly: Dad is really, he actually strictly prohibited me from being close to women, which made me unable to express my enthusiasm to my junior sister.The Saint of Haotian sighed: How could he not know the senior brother’s intentions? It’s just that you have not mastered the seventh level of light karma fire in one day, so you will not be able to break the body of a boy in one day, otherwise it would be a small matter to lose your skills, and it would not be worth losing your life.Cang Ziming hugged the beautiful man in front of him into his arms and said softly: I really don’t know how hard this light karma fire is, it’s so troublesome.Junior sister, you and I are the only one here. Take off the veil and let me take a good look at you for my brother.The Saint Haotian leaned in his arms and sighed: Okay, it's yours this time.After saying that, he took off his purple veil and revealed his true face. He saw that his cheeks were red, like autumn peaches, with curved eyebrows, just like a new moon; his eyes were like the water of the Three Autumn Pond, and while it was clear, it was a bit chill.
Cangzi kissed the beautiful red lips in Ming Dynasty. The Saint Haotian moaned, but did not resist, but just met with obedience.
Cang Ziming only felt that his junior sister Salpisodils's lips were soft, and he couldn't help but stretch his tongue into the beautiful woman's mouth and stirred it freely.
He held the woman tightly in his arms with his hands, and kneaded her plump buttocks hard.
Saint Haotian smelled the strong manly aura on his body, and his back and buttocks were invaded by his big hands. His heart couldn't help but feel throbbing. His jade arm wrapped around Cang Ziming's neck like a water snake, and his three-inch fragrant tongue moved in his mouth like a spiritual snake, which made Cang Ziming even more lustful.
Cang Ziming continued to rage on his jade buttocks with one hand, and captured the towering and plump breasts of the Saint Haotian with the other hand. He could feel the amazing elasticity of the pair of wonderful products through his clothes.
The two nipples on the Jade Peak of Haotian Saint slowly hardened under the fumigation of desire. Cang Ziming could feel the changes of the jade man even through his clothes. He couldn't help but feel the lust and suddenly pressed Haotian Saint on the grass.
Cang Ziming looked at the charming body beneath him and stretched out his hand to remove the clothes of the Saint Haotian.
The Saint Haotian hurriedly spoke out and stopped him: Senior brother, don’t mess around, don’t forget the serious business!Cang Ziming is burning with desire now, and his whole body is hot, how can he stop it? He gasped and said: Junior sister, we will not take action until midnight. There are more than two hours left now, and there is plenty of time. You can be my brother at that time.When the Saint Haotian saw his begging expression, his heart softened and sighed: Oh, it’s a bargain for you this time, but you must remember not to break the childish body.Cang Ziming said impatiently: Whatever the junior sister says is what she says.Before he could finish his words, he buried his head between the plump breasts of Saint Haotian. Although he was separated by his clothes, he could faintly smell the charming frankincense.
After a long time, Cang Ziming began to take off the cloak of the Saint of Haotian.
The light purple shirt was thrown by Cang Ziming, and rose into the air and slowly fell down.
The white and pink skin of Saint Haotian was exposed in front of him, and Cang Ziming continued to untie the smooth bellyband of Saint Haotian.
Unlocking the tight and thin knots in the bellyband, a pair of tall and beautiful breasts appeared in front of you.
Cang Ziming couldn't help but his eyes turned red. If it weren't for the limitations of his martial arts, he would really want to carry a gun and get on the horse.
The saint Haotian's eyes were like silk, and the autumn waves were flowing. Her teeth bit her red lips and said angrily: Senior brother, this is not the first time you have seen someone's body. Why are you so lustful and as if you want to swallow someone into your stomach?Cang Ziming smiled and said: My junior sister's body is comparable to any beautiful scenery in the world. I will never get tired of seeing it for my brother.After saying that, my lips moved down and licked the plump breasts of Saint Haotian. I felt that the breasts were smooth and delicious, and the nipples were sweet and sweet, and the taste was comparable to being in the fairy world.
Her lips and tongue left the two towering Jade Girl Peaks, wandered down, licking and biting her flat belly, and her hands continued to stimulate the sensitive acupoints and fair skin around the body of Saint Haotian.
Cang Ziming skillfully untied the knot of the Haotian Saint's long skirt with one hand, and stroked the other hand along the slender legs along the hem of the long skirt.
The unbuttoned long skirt was gently pushed upwards along Cang Ziming's movements, and the smooth and slender white legs under the skirt were also quietly exposed.
Cang Ziming slowly touched upwards, from his delicate calves to his smooth knees, and slowly pushed towards his thighs, stroking his elastic thighs, slowly heading towards the pyloric control area.
No... Senior brother, your hand is dead!So hot...Ah... over there... can't... so sour!The private parts were attacked, and the cherry-like cherry-like cherry-like cherry-like whimpered, and a hint of honey was oozing out of the sensitive flower room.
Cang Ziming's fingers continued to slide on his lip, and every time he slides, crystal honey will appear. Cang Ziming also licked the honey on his fingers from time to time with his tongue, and felt that there was a hint of sweetness in the scent.
A night wind blew, blowing away the desire that was permeating the air, but soon the hillside was once again covered by a lustful atmosphere and played with it for a long time. Cang Ziming finally couldn't help it. He took off his clothes, revealing the huge penis under his crotch, and his glans was red and purple, emitting a hint of heat.
Junior sister, please help me.Cang Ziming stretched his penis to the pink face of the Saint Haotian, his eyes red.
The Saint Haotian gave him a blank look and said, Senior Brother, lie down and serve you well when you are young.Cang Ziming relaxed and lay on the grass, exposing the hard giant python on his lower body to the night wind. His originally hot penis felt a hint of chill under the blow of the night wind.
Suddenly, the giant python that caught the cold was surrounded by a cave, and a moist and warm breath came from inside, dispelling the coldness of the night wind.
The Saint Haotian opened his mouth and gently plastered Cang Ziming's penis.
Seeing her cheeks bulge and sometimes sink, I know that she is good at this.
The Saint Haotian's oral work was very ecstatic. His fragrant tongue licked and washed his glans and circled his urethra, causing Cang Ziming to almost lose his soul.
Junior sister, turn your body around quickly and lick it for you as well as for brother.The Saint Haotian turned her plump buttocks to Cang Ziming, but she always had a giant python in her mouth, without any relaxation.
Cang Ziming kissed the pink flesh slit, his tongue was like a spiritual snake entering a hole, causing the delicate body of the Saint Haotian to tremble, and the nectar surged out like a broken river, wetting Cang Ziming's nose and lips a lot.
At the same time, the Holy Maiden Haotian tightened her attack on the giant python in her mouth. The three-inch clove dice quickly and flexibly squirted, detonating Cang Ziming's explosive depot, and the strong semen spurted out.
This is exactly the swaying swaying on the peach cheeks and the deep old hatreds are hard to measure.
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