Yan Jian was surprisingly gentle at this moment, and he let himself knead the little monk's arms without resisting. The hands on his chest were played with by the little monk. At the same time, the dragon head under the little monk slowly recovered.
Yan Jian still remembers to ask the little monk to ask his fat ass to cum with him again.
Sure enough, the little monk's hand gradually moved downwards, and Yan Jian also spread his legs together, allowing him to hold the little monk's legs with his ass egg while facing the little monk. However, in this way, Yan Jian had to aim his honey hole at the little monk's abdomen, and the pubic hair rippling in the water added a bit of charm.
The perky ass egg was separated by the little monk with his hands. When he felt the tenderness of Yan Jian's ass eggs together, the hot and hardness made Yan Jian breathe a sigh of relief. His legs climbed on the little monk's waist from behind, and his hands were hooked on the little monk's neck and leaned back. The giant thing on his chest gradually bloomed in this pool.
It should have been scratched.The little monk sighed comfortably and patted his mother's butt.
Yan Jian clamped his ass and egg tightly and gently shook it, "Well, do you do it yourself or do it, do it all, do it?"Look cleaner.Yan Jian said this and saw the smirk in the eyes of the little monk, and pressed his lips hard to press the little monk's things.
Ah Yan Jian called out by himself first. This man’s bad things are so tormenting. You know that you are not good at thinking. It’s embarrassing to do that. You always feel that you are very despicable.I have to spend time pruning every day, little pervert.
If you are really perverted, you will shave half of your hair and the same goes for your eyebrows.The little monk reached out and slapped his mother's breasts. This thing made me dizzy. I had to tie it up when I went out in the future so that others could see that you were suffering.
Ah Yan Jian paused for a moment, and looked at the slap on his breasts and gritted his teeth gently. You are the uncle, whatever you say is, you don’t think Ah is in trouble, I don’t want it to grow that big.Yan Jian didn't answer the little monk's head shaving. She didn't want to cause trouble. If she really did that, she might as well die.
I'm blaming me again.The little monk suddenly glared and then took out a small wooden board from the ring. The front end of the board was round and a handle at the back, which read on it for big white breasts.
The little monk was stunned when he saw these words, but Yan Jian quickly approached his face with quick eyes and hands, and then let his breasts block his vision.
Don't watch it!Yan Jian's tone was a little coquettish.
It's outrageous.The little monk suddenly slapped Yan Jian on the back, how could he be so Ah? I scratched this word.Yan Jian was originally slapped, but the young monk cared about the words on it in the future and felt a grudge against her.
But when Yan Jian heard the words of the little monk, he immediately smiled happily. The words that were ashamed should have been erased long ago. Even Yan Jian didn't care much about the slap the little monk slapped her.
Suddenly the little monk felt his penis being clamped hard, and his mother actually used a little internal force, and the little monk felt a little painful.
At this time, Yan Jian was staring at his eyes, raised his eyebrows lightly, and the expression on his face was a little angry.
You erase that to write this?Yan Jian picked up the wooden board and questioned the little monk.
The breast pump for Yanbiaozhang is specially used for Yanbiao. Now those words have been changed to this. Yanjian's originally secretly happy mood is completely gone.
The little monk actually nodded honestly. I have to take your love from now on, and all the previous ones will be invalidated.Don’t sit hard, you will be stuck in my arms, be careful of the family rules in the future.
Get out, the Yan Jian threw the wooden board aside, and you deserved it to be killed. Except for you, whoever sees you will die, this leader will do what he says.Yan Jian was a little angry and clamped his lower body hard at the little monk's lower body. Now he could only rely on this to relieve his anger.
Is it true that you rebel? After finishing it, go outside to get a whip. I'll see how many times your ass can withstand it.The little monk grabbed Yan Jian's ass egg and rubbed it hard. Every part of his mother's body made him unable to extricate himself. He never knew that a woman's ass furrow could be so pleasant to use.
The last time Yan Jian had already made him feel it. After coming back, he tried it on Mrs. Ling, and it felt much worse.
Don't let Yan Jian stretch out his hand panting and took the wooden board beside him. He won't be able to withstand you a few strokes. You are a lot of people and you can't see them like your mother.
It's okay if you don't fight.The little monk suddenly let go, then put his mouth to Yan Jian's ear and said a few words. Yan Jian's face first went from red to white, then from white to blue, and finally twitched towards the little monk's head.
If you want to fight, just fight, why do you ruin it?Yan Jian was very dissatisfied with the little monk's proposal.
The little monk was not angry either. He directly held Yan Jian's hand and placed the wooden board on her chest. He beat him by himself. As soon as he made a move, I will hear it today.The little monk hugged Yan Jian's ass egg, and gently pushed his lower body on Yan Jian's chrysanthemum. Every time at this time, Yan Jian would tighten his anus to prevent the little monk from really breaking through.
Yan Jian didn't say anything this time, so he glared at the little monk fiercely, reached out to pick up the board, gritted his teeth and sucked it at the fat and tender breasts on his chest.
Needless to say, Yan Jian’s breasts are elastic. Every thrust will cause the breasts to rebound from bottom to top.
The little monk said that a Yan sword hit the left, while the little monk said that the Er Yan sword hit the right.
Yan Jian knows this way of playing. If one is not careful and makes a mistake, it will be a waste of time.
But how could Yan Jian make a mistake? Even if the little monk's stinky thing keeps making trouble under her, Yan Jian can't make such a low-level mistake.
However, the little monk's speech speed was getting faster and faster, and the frequency of the whipping of the beautiful sword gradually increased. But the little monk said that the sound was not enough to start over. There was no skill at such a fast speech speed. He could only use his strength to make the sound crisp.
So the world's top beauty breasts were whipped in this small house and shivered. The originally white and tender skin was now covered with rosy layers, and Yan Jian's nipples became bigger. Although they were embarrassing, there was no way.
The upper and lower parts are both exciting, and Yan Jian has a sensitive physique. It would be strange if he is in heat.
You are slutty, fuck.Yan Jian spoke angrily while whipping, and her red nose proved her grievance at this time. If you bully someone, when will you be beaten? If you don’t beat him, can you be a big shot? If you don’t beat him, can you be a Lord Bai, it’s so good to be apart.
Calling dad is useless.The little monk replied indifferently, but after saying that, he felt that it was too much. After all, this is his mother and he can't say anything like usual.
Calling grandpa, having sex.Yan Jian's question made the little monk feel heartbroken. Mother is really a beauty and always teases men's desires inadvertently.
No, it won’t be possible to call ancestors.When the little monk saw his mother's attitude, he also let go of his mouth.
I think beautifully, having sex, being a little brat, taking advantage of my mother here, my mother will know that you are not kind-hearted.It’s really not possible to have sex with Li’er. My mother is so in love with her. I may not get it right next time, so I will remember it first.Yan Jian pleaded for the little monk again.
No, when to agree, when to do it, if you don’t agree to draw for a day, if you don’t agree to draw for a year, if you don’t agree to draw for a year, if you don’t agree to it for a whole life, we will spend our whole life here.The little monk's tone was very firm.
Yan Jian suddenly used the wooden board to thrust the little monk's head, and then the sound of the wooden board breaking. Yan Jian was stunned for a moment, and saw the little monk's sudden annoyance expression, and quickly changed into a handsome expression. I, I said this thing was not solid, look, it would be broken after a few shots.Find a stronger one in the future. It’s better to go here first today.
The little monk was angry and funny, and only his mother was looking for a reason at this time. He pointed to the bag that had just been knocked out on his head. The little monk replied angrily, "I'll change to you a black iron tomorrow to see if I can still be beaten."It’s okay to beat so many times, but it’s broken. Your strength is great enough.
The little monk was actually a little wronged by Yan Jian. Yan Jian’s breasts were very elastic. The little monk’s head was very hard, and he actually had the same strength. However, it can be seen that although Yan Jian said he didn’t want it, he did not dare to be lazy at all when he did it.
The little monk's words made Yan Jian bit his lips and lose his temper. After a while, he raised his head and saw that the little monk was still cold, only focusing on rubbing his butt groove.
Yan Jian suddenly grabbed the little monk's hand and placed it on his chest. He was not angry. Look at them, they felt even more wronged. It is your fault that you should be pulled by me, what is it?Ah!Yan Jian suddenly grabbed the little monk's hand when he said this, just because the little monk was already holding her nipples and began to rotate.
How many laps?The little monk frowned and asked.
One and a half circle.Yan Jian lowered his head and replied: If you don’t twist it, you will not be able to get it done, but the cowshed cannot be too shabby. You can only know this yourself. You must do it yourself and you can do it yourself.I am also jealous and I dare not touch you and I dare not touch others. If I am compared by someone named Ma, I will be the first to sell her to a brothel.
Just now, the young monk discussed something in her ear, which was to make herself a cow for him to have fun. How could Yan Jian agree to this request? Is it true that she really treats herself as Mrs. Ma?
However, after a fight between the two, Yan Jian agreed. However, since she had to do it, she had to do the best. If this person made her unsatisfied, Mrs. Ma would probably suffer.
You dare.The little monk glared and threatened her with Mrs. Ma.
Why don’t I dare?Yan Jian is not showing any weakness. You are my son, I dare to do what others dare not do. I will definitely be able to do it. I will try it if you don’t believe it. Whether the eldest princess is important to you or Su You is important to you. If you say one, you will never see your mother tomorrow.
Don’t let it go, you are the most important thing. Who can compare with you? What you say is.The little monk slapped Yan Jian hard, saying, "I can't afford to offend you, can I bully you in private?"
Yan Jian heard this and quickly rubbed it hard.
If you know the truth, you will suffer if you are angry in the future. When you come back, you will still be humiliated.I will take me to meet your woman tomorrow, and my mother will always help you check it out.
The little monk thrust his lower body and lifted Yan Jian up from the water. The milky white semen shot towards Yan Jian's butt.
I like my mother's jokes, it feels comfortable to listen to them. I'm afraid that anyone who doesn't open his eyes will provoke you, so I can't afford it.
Yan Jian didn't say anything, feeling the hot semen shot on her fat ass. It was not until the little monk let go of his hand with satisfaction that Yan Jian returned to the pool to clean his body.
Yan Jian, a young monk who is obsessed with cleanliness, had no choice. He wanted to appreciate his mother's butt with his semen, but I think Yan Jian may not be able to accept it. What would happen if you didn't let you clean it?The little monk stared at Yan Jian and asked.
The sixth elder's left arm will never be able to exert all his strength in his life.Yan Jian did not give a positive answer, but gave the little monk an example. If you are reluctant to move, you may not be reluctant to move others. You will not be reluctant to move the ring here in the future.
The little monk smiled and did not continue the topic.
Mom, if the bamboo board is broken, then make one. What kind of good do you think is good?
Yan Jian frowned. She felt that the water in the pool was not clean. She was wearing the little monk's ring on her hand now, but the things inside had been replaced.
Choose a white long skirt from the inside and wear it on your body. Yan Jian opened his arms to the little monk. Master, take Nuer back to the room and tell you when you go back.
I'll follow the order.The little monk didn't know how to wear clothes. He didn't pay attention to his image without his mother. He hugged Yan Jian and walked out of the room, and then directly placed her on the bed in the bedroom.
Yan Jian looked at the dressing in the bedroom, but unexpectedly he copied it according to the decorations of the newlyweds of the two.
The beast Yan Jian cursed, and the little monk was happy and couldn't tell the story. Yan Jian couldn't see it. This house was definitely not set overnight. The little monk had already put this thought in his heart.
At first, the little monk said that it was not for her, and if it weren't for her, how could he design it exactly the same as that house?
The same wardrobe, the same red quilt, the word "happy" on the window, and the red wax on the desk, the little monk's mind is not simple.
I had this idea for a long time. If the Empress hadn't thought about it, she wouldn't have dared to take this step.Yan Jian suddenly stood up and pushed the little monk down, then spread the quilt with his butt.
Go put on your clothes, you are the master. There is no reason for you to serve me. If the bed is laid for you, you will take off your clothes again.Yan Jian seemed to be intrigued suddenly.
The little monk felt it was a little troublesome, and it was too boring to take it off after wearing it. However, Yan Jian stubbornly asked him to wear it, and even showed his mother's identity to suppress him.
The little monk curled his lips and said it was hard to serve, but after he put on his clothes, Yan Jian sat by the bed and cried quietly.
The little monk was stunned. He didn't know which song of Yan Jian came from. He had experienced his mother's face change.
Where are you here?The little monk rubbed his forehead and asked.
Yan Jian raised his head and glanced at him. After waiting for so long, he finally waited for you to get started. In the past, he used to suppress you as an elder. Today he wanted to serve you as a woman, but you still dislike others' many family affairs.In order to make you happy, others don’t want to have any face. If you have too many things, you will take off the ring if you hate them. They will never bother you again.
Yan Jian's words made the little monk feel a little disgusted. He didn't know his mother's plan, but unexpectedly he made her cry with just one sentence.
Come on, don’t be angry. I won’t wear it anymore. It’s better for my mother to be in person. I can’t wait to lose my attitude.
Yan Jian's original tears stopped instantly, and his aggrieved face disappeared instantly.
You go out and knock on the door and come in.Yan Jian pulled the little monk out, yes, he crushed and pulled it out with absolute force.
The little monk in the wind stood there awkwardly looking at the confinement gate.
Which place is this? I am a monk now. Is this a monk? Is this a play or a play? Why is it not serious? I go wherever I want to go at home. The monk thought of this and pushed the door open and went in. Then Yan Jian's slightly dissatisfied voice knocking on the door. There is no one who doesn't knock on the door. Let's start over.
I didn't knock on the door anywhere!The little monk shouted unconvincedly, "I have already gone to the eldest princess, Queen Han's, and Mrs. Ling's place, so I have no habit of knocking on the door."
But this room is my mother Ah, come on, I respect it.
Dongdongdongdongdong, mother and child are here.The little monk spoke to the room.
Yan Jian was helpless, so he opened the door and kicked the little monk directly. Start again, your family knocked on his mother's door in the middle of the night, how could he give birth to such an indecisive fool?Yan Jian added another kick after saying that, and the little monk gritted his teeth and stood up. The reason why he did not dare to resist was that Yan Jian used his internal strength now. The little monk was still very clear. His mother used his internal strength and probably wanted to play it.
It’s also Ah that doesn’t knock on my mother’s door in the middle of the night. It’s not appropriate. You should have a logical one.
The little monk sorted out his clothes, took a deep breath, and then looked around, as if he was afraid that someone would follow him.
Dongdongdongdongdong, Bai Widow, I am here, open the door, I am the only one outside, it’s safe, oh!Before the little monk finished speaking, Yan Jian lifted up and kicked him a few more times.
Widow, I asked you widow to knock on the widow's door in the middle of the night. You can think of it, are you cursing him to die?Yan Jian was stunned when he said this. He put down the little monk and walked back, then pressed the one he had just started and started again.If you hit him again, you can be considered capable if you really curse him to death, and your fate can still be considered by you.
I was wrong, okay? You are the master, I dare not knock it again.The little monk covered his head and his face bitterly. What kind of thing is this? He just beat him after knocking on the door. Did you take revenge on purpose? You don’t play like this?
Okay, Yan Jian suddenly threw a look at the little monk, hurry up, it's just a white widow, don't shout it wrong.
The little monk trembled for a moment, and always felt that his mother's eyes seemed to have a deeper meaning.
Forget it, keep knocking on the door. The little monk covered his head with one hand and knocked a few times with the other. That, Bai, Bai Widow, can I go in?I'll leave when you're going to sleep.
Yan Jian almost vomited blood when he heard this. If he continued to fight, this kid would really have run away. It was indeed not easy to take action just now, and Yan Jian felt a little distressed.
After clearing his throat, Yan Jian coughed gently, "You are always waiting for you to sleep and the eldest princess dare to come here. Why should I use my body? I have been with you for so long, and I don't even have a title. Today, you can tell me clearly when I will marry me, and what identity will I give me after I marry me? If you don't say it clearly, don't think about coming in."
Then I wouldn't go in.The little monk replied, then felt his mother's faint murderous aura, and hurriedly covered his head and responded: What is this matter? Going back to be a wife is definitely a real wife, and he is a lie to someone else.
Bah, Yan Jian broke his mouth lightly. What is your identity? The commander of the Black Army, a minister in the third rank of court, and a wife in the slave family. How can I be qualified to be a main house in your house?You don’t want to make others happy here. No one from the Cao family is qualified to be the official palace. I have no ability to compete for the poor willows of my family. You will say it nicely. I have served you for so long and have no joint status. I am still the official palace, a puppy.
There must be a side room, there must be a side room.The little monk stood outside and replied, "Isn't this my mother-in-law so tightly?"I don’t know what she is thinking in her head every day, oh!A wooden board flew out, the little monk hurriedly protected his head, and then said righteously: It is not that easy to enter my Bai family. I know you are very arrogant, but you have to come first and then come, right? Besides, you have married once, and this is not easy to deal with.
I know that you men are unreliable.The voice of Yan Jian came out. I usually serve you with all my heart and guard you every day, letting you beat you and scold you. Have you fought back?It sounds nice when beating people, but I don’t admit it after all. I came over today and was it turned away from your eldest princess and knew why they came here to vent their anger.
The little monk could hear Yan Jian’s grievances, and could even imagine that his mother would cry. She would be sorry for not awarding you an Oscar.
It depends on what you said, it is not appropriate to be beaten and scolded. What is the identity of the eldest princess, what is Cao Zitong, and what is your identity, and you can't clearly see your position.There is only one princess, and there are widows everywhere. Today I am here, I will whip it. Open the door quickly.
The crying of Yan Jian is clearer. Why is Ah? I was born to beat you and scold you.Widows are everywhere, you go find someone else, why are you here for me in the middle of the night?There are many people in brothels, and you can do any lowly jobs. If you don’t make you angry, you can go Ah.
Isn't that money?The little monk rubbed his head and replied.
You, you bully others too much, you think this is a place, even the brothel is inferior.Yan Jian’s grievances were even worse, and he even breathed a little while when he spoke. Is this worthy of your conscience?You get out.
You said it, I won’t talk nonsense to you. If you leave this, you will never come back in your life.After the little monk finished speaking, he shook the silver in the bag. He just didn't get angry when he went to the brothel, he just felt happy. Come on, you are so frustrated, go out.
You, you're back.Yan Jian's voice suddenly came out, why are you a bitch like this? Wouldn't you say a nice word to coax it? A man died as soon as he got married, and you would ruin his body before he even changed his wedding room.You just say it and leave, and you won’t let others get angry.There is still money to spend in brothels. Not only do you come here without spending money, but I also have to support you in food and drink.Is this body of my family not as good as that of the brothel?
Where does nonsense come from? Can't you open the door? If it weren't for your body, I would rather find a bitch to feel comfortable.The little monk kicked the door with his foot. Don’t say he won’t give you a chance, open the door quickly. He deserves to be ruined. If you don’t want to be ruined, you will hide in the house.As soon as the little monk said this, Yan Jian suddenly opened the door, and two lines of clear tears were hanging on his peerless face. How aggrieved you should be.
Is it bad luck? I cry at night, and I cry. The bitch in the brothel knows how to laugh. It's really bad luck for your mother. I won't play anymore. Go back and cry for your husband, mom.The little monk was about to leave after he said that, Yan Jian suddenly grabbed his arm and stretched out his jade hand to wipe his face.
You, don’t be as knowledgeable as I am. I am unlucky. I am insulting you, and I should beat you.Yan Jian said this and gently twitched his face. I know you are coming today, and I know you don’t like the clothes in my house. I waited for you early this morning and didn’t dare to go out, because I was afraid that you would not see anyone when you came.
Is this over?The little monk glared at him and raised his legs and was about to leave. This was obvious that he would not take this trick.
Don't let Yan Jian hold the little monk's sleeve tightly, it's cold outside, come in quickly, come in, come in and I'll give you a sound again, will you be satisfied?Don't be as knowledgeable as a little girl.The noise of my family is too loud, and it is not good for people to hear it.Yan Jian said this and saw the little monk glaring again and hurriedly continued: It is a blessing for you to ruin my family, but my status is not important, so don’t let you get over it.Master, come in, the room is warm.
You are sensible.The little monk replied with stern words. As soon as he entered the room, Yan Jian immediately closed the door, then brought a chair over and placed it under the little monk's butt.
The little monk was not polite either. He sat there with a golden knife, looking at the hot tea he had just brewed on the table, and had to praise my mother for her carefulness.
Yan Jian also saw that the little monk noticed the teacup, and hurriedly stood aside and poured it on him, and then handed it over gently.
Do you know how to taste it?The little girl specially prepared it for you.If you like it, you will be here in the future.
Yan Jian's cup was not taken over by the little monk. The little monk snorted coldly and refused to speak, and his expression was obviously dissatisfied.
Yan Jian gritted his teeth, put down the cup with a little embarrassment, and then the tears in his eyes rolled again.
The little monk slapped the table and took a step to stand up. Yan Jian hurriedly reached out to hold him down, and then said with a grievance: Why are you so angry? I, I just let you hear it.When Yan Jian said this, he first wiped away his tears with a handkerchief, and then stood in front of the little monk with a hesitant feeling. The little monk had to say that his mother had a strong sense of substitution.
Yan Jian's hair was already tied up, and a few black hairs were left on his temples. The little monk noticed that the strips on his mother's head were actually white. This really made him think that his husband Ah died.
Just as the little monk was stunned, Yan Jian raised his hand and tugged directly at his face. This was much crisper than the one just now. A red slap fell on it.
The little monk nodded but still said nothing. Yan Jian gritted his teeth with aggrieved look on his face, and forced himself to not let his tears fall.
Slap, another slap, the third time, Yan Jian was thrust, but the sound of each sound was crisp enough.
The faces on both sides had become rosy. After a while, Yan Jian slapped him more than ten times. The tears in his eyes had already been left, but he couldn't let his nose make any sound.
The little monk didn't know if his mother's condition was real. Even if he was not in the situation, if he asked her to slap him like this in person, he would probably have to be in this condition. It might not be necessary, and he might just slap him directly on his head. Anyway, he might not have asked for this request to test his mother's true reaction.
If you really want to get angry, you will still be the one who blooms in your head.
Okay, the little monk knocked on the table and came here to cry, thinking that I was too late to die, right?If you dare to do this next time, I will never enter your door again.Just say that you widows are unlucky, and you will suffer if you die.
Yan Jian showed a far-fetched smile on his face when he heard this, which made a widow feel aggrieved but still forced to smile. It was a subtle and delicate act.
I am right. My family’s fate is not good, and I deserve it. I am satisfied with those few blows. If I am satisfied, I will calm down. My body is yours. Do you deserve to be angry with your women?I didn't agree with your request. You know that my family is a little arrogant and looks down on others. If you don't clean up more when you are old, I'll be a waste of my life.
It's just a bad bone.The little monk followed the sentence, "You are a brothel whore, you are not as good as that bitch. You just take up your body. You can't find the toad with three legs. There are many women with such big breasts."When the little monk said this, he grabbed Yan Jian's breasts and kneaded them hard.
Yan Jian first groaned, then frowned in pain, but his body was sent forward, making it more convenient for the little monk to rub it.
Whatever I say is what I want. If you say that the world's number one beautiful breast is everywhere, then the streets will be everywhere.I am covered in dirty meat and not worth it. It is my blessing to you to like it.Yan Jian said that he handed over this tea. If you are old, you are eager to drink a sip of tea to relieve your anger.
Yan Jian handed over the cup, but the little monk glared, grabbed her nipples hard, and then stroked it around.
Yan Jian's body tilted slightly, the pain on his face became heavier, and his hands holding the teacup also trembled slightly.
What do I want you to do? What do I want you to do if I drink it myself?Did you deliberately make things difficult for me today?
Master, Master Yan Jian suddenly knelt in front of the little monk. The little monk kept twisting and pulling down, and Yan Jian couldn't hold on without internal force.
I am wrong, I am wrong, I am not understanding the rules, so I will calm down.Yan Jian's speech changed a little because of the pain, and the pleading in his mouth became more and more obvious.
Please be gentle, Master, Nu Nu will compensate you.
The little monk let go of his hand, and Yan Jian hurriedly handed the tea to her mouth, because Yan Jian was kneeling and could only raise the cup high to make it easier for the little monk to drink.
However, the little monk frowned and opened Yan Jian's hand. The water in the teacup was spilled outside, and the pig's brain would not stand up.The little monk kicked Yan Jian's thigh, and he was so slick. With this little bit of eyesight, he wanted to enter the Bai family, but there was no rules.
Yan Jian did not dare to resist, stood up and bent down, poured tea and handed over again. The little monk did it on purpose. Whoever made him knock on the door and was always beaten? This is the cycle of cause and effect.
Yan Jian bent over, although the breasts on his chest drooped, they did not show any deformation due to gravity, and they were still tight and fat on weekdays.
The little monk turned his head and avoided the teacup handed over by Yan Jian, untied his clothes and exposed his breasts. Master, I'm here to drink tea?
Yan Jian pouted when he heard this. I was afraid that they would dizzy your eyes.However, as soon as he finished speaking, the monk slapped the table. Yan Jian trembled all over and hurriedly untied his predecessor clothes, exposing his two white fat breasts.
The traces just now were gone, the fat nipples at the top were raised high, and the pink areola was slightly wrinkled.
Yan Jian glanced at the little monk and found that the man was satisfied, so he quickly handed the tea over again.
The little monk then took a sip. Yan Jian saw him drink and was about to get up, but the little monk glared again. Yan Jian didn't dare to speak, so he hurriedly handed over the tea again.
Why did these nipples become hard? I just squeezed an Ah, why are both hard?In heat?Is there any flow of water below?The little monk frowned seriously and said as Yan Jian's breasts.
Yan Jian's face was a little rosy, and he just watched the little monk's head and pulled it down and tapped it gently.
Damn, I ask you what, are you showing off your temper? Are you hard? Are you owed a kick?
No, Yan Jian shook his head in panic when he heard this. I dare not. I, I cannot control myself when I see the adults. I just want to see you early this morning. I have been like this. The water below has never stopped. God has finally come to you.
The little monk gave a comment while drinking tea.
Yan Jian actually nodded obediently this time. I am a slut, just in front of you, so I will show you one by one.Can I keep you if I don’t want to be sexy?It’s all right to leave, you’re more comfortable than your own home. There’s no tea left, I’ll pour it for you again.Yan Jian pulled the teacup back, twisted his buttocks and turned his back to the little monk to continue filling the teacup.
The little monk tried hard to Yan Jian's ass egg. This time it was heavy enough. The little monk's hands hurt. Yan Jian was also trembling with a blow and hurriedly wiped the water on the table, but he didn't dare to say a word.
The master smells smelling in the capital, and he comes to you with the smell.When the little monk said this, he sniffed. The air was filled with the smell of his mother, but the little monk still said it was so sexy.
You are a dog's nose.Yan Jian covered his mouth and smiled, "The master is too impersonating himself."
The little monk smiled when he heard this. When the atmosphere was really coming, the little monk suddenly slapped the table again. Yan Jian was also startled. Seeing the little monk looking at the bottom, he turned his head and hurriedly knelt in front of the little monk.
What's wrong with you, my husband, but I'm not satisfied with you again.
What did the master come today? Watching you sing an opera with your breasts exposed.The little monk kicked Yan Jian's breasts with his feet, but at this moment, Yan Jian suddenly grabbed his foot, then changed into a pair of new shoes for the little monk, and then let go of his hand again. The little monk had no way to deal with Yan Jian's obsession with cleanliness, and he could also get out of the show at this time.
The little monk kicked it up, what did he do with his breasts exposed? Dancing?Sing?
Yan Jian took a kick and hurriedly grabbed the little monk's foot, and then took off his boots again. Master, you are so anxious all the time, you are waiting for me to take off your clothes. Master is so big, how uncomfortable it is to wear clothes.The wooden board was broken by you last time. I have prepared a new one for you. Will you be satisfied after a while?
The little monk snorted, accepting Yan Jian's explanation. Yan Jian stood up obediently and picked up the skirt behind him until he was exposed, and then tied the hem to his waist.
Then he walked over and helped the little monk up, knowing that your Bai family has many rules, so he had to expose his buttocks when taking off his clothes, so that the master could play with it.The eldest princess doesn't do this but the slave family is not qualified to compete with others. She has to follow the concubine who has the lowest status.I don’t want that position, I’m satisfied to get the concubine.Yan Jian said while untiing the little monk's clothes. The little monk did not miss this opportunity and attacked Yan Jian.
Stop making trouble, sir, you won’t be able to play again later.Yan Jian complained, but did not stop the little monk from moving, especially after hearing this, the little monk grabbed her nipples hard.
After taking off his upper body, Yan Jian squatted down and took off his clothes for the little monk. The little monk's penis had long been hard, and the bulging on his pants was very obvious.
Yan Jian bounced it up slightly and the moment he took off his pants, the little monk's penis aimed at her face.
The little monk said a command.
Yan Jian was not as resistant as before this time, so he stopped his hand and whipped his face with the little monk's penis.
Although the little monk couldn't see it, Yan Jian knew that a large area of his underneath had been wet, and his thighs were filled with his own vaginal fluid.
After whipping for more than a dozen times, Yan Jian's face turned redder, and the little monk finally touched her head with satisfaction.
Only then did Yan Jian carefully put the little monk's penis and kissed him.
The little monk was taken off by Yan Jian. Yan Jian stood up and helped the little monk walk onto the bed. The little monk was not polite, and walked to the bed like an old man. The penis under his crotch was majestic.
Yan Jian asked the little monk to go to the edge of the bed. The little monk was about to speak Yan Jian suddenly covered his mouth. I knew that I would bow three times and kowtow nine times, respect the master and the master's treasures.
The little monk was stunned for a moment, but he asked him to like it very much. He sat on the edge of the bed with his straight penis facing Yan Jian.
It’s good to understand the rules, but it’s better to be a good person on the surface. I beg the eldest princess and I can be a maid who can’t be a concubine.
Yan Jian raised his head and glared at the little monk fiercely, but the little monk was so shameless that he didn't care about her. He kowtowed first.
Yan Jian was also very well-behaved. He bowed to the little monk three times, kowtowing three times each time. After kowtowing, he was about to get up, but the little monk suddenly spoke again: Just kowtow Ah?Are you worshiping?Why don’t you cry? You are deliberately annoying me.
Yan Jian's heart broke out, and this little brat actually asked her some problems.
He bit his lips and knelt down again, and said to the little monk: I bow to you, I wish you the Master as good as the East China Sea and as long as the South Mountain.After Yan Jian finished speaking, he kowtowed to the little monk three times.
Then he stood up and continued: I prayed to you for two years, I wish you a pillar of my life, I wish you a hundred girls at night, I wish you three wishes, I wish you to fight all over the bed tonight, and I poke you for the heart of my family.
The little monk was happy, but he didn't expect that his mother's playful words were very exciting. The difficulty would be increased next time, so he could get her a hidden poem.
小和尚上下看了看，脸蛋，奶子屁股都抽过了，嗯，小和尚轻轻点了点头， 你说你哪里老爷还没抽过？The little monk said for this sentence,
Yan Jian was obviously not satisfied when he put the clothes in his hand back.
The little monk stared at Yan Jian's smooth back. His mother's figure was too tall and well-proportioned. Her tight round ass egg, her beautiful legs without a gap after closing, and her soft waist was barely held.
The little monk really doesn't know what virtue he had cultivated in his previous life, but he could actually make such a beauty devoted to him.
I said that if I can't get it, I can't get it.The little monk scolded his mother, "Thighs and calves are what your husband should do to suck. Master, I am not your short-lived husband. I really want to suck it down and kill Ming Yi Yi, you~
Master Yan Jian shouted with his back to complain, "What are you doing when you say those depressed words in the middle of the night? That person deserves to be short of his life. If he doesn't die, how can you have a chance?"Even for your old age, he will die!Although Yan Jian's tone was a bit charming, a hint of determination flashed in Yan Jian's eyes when the little monk could not see it. Master is just bullying, you don't even look down on his thighs and calves. My body is so insignificant in your eyes.Yan Jian finally chose a satisfactory dress when he talked about this. A light pink short skirt with an ordinary style, but the hem of the skirt was relatively short and just covered the base of his thighs.
The little monk grunted and said nothing. Yan Jian turned around and saw that he was stroking his penis. It turned out that this man was masturbating at his back.
Yan Jian gave the little monk a angrily glance, but he felt a little proud. No matter how many women you have seen, you will still reveal your true colors when you see me.
Yan Jian walked over and took the little monk's hand. The little monk was about to stare at him but his mother gently pinched his face. You are a slutty slave family, and you still have to do this by yourself. Do you blame me for not being qualified?Yan Jian pouted his little mouth slightly, as if he had suffered a great grievance.
The little monk was about to answer, but Yan Jian directly stretched out his feet and placed them beside the bed. In this way, because of the short skirt, his private parts could be seen at a glance.
The little monk's breathing was a little rapid, and the vaginal fluid from his mother was flowing to his thighs. Fortunately, it was in the plot, otherwise his mother would not have let the little monk see his lustful appearance.
The meat clam hidden in the black forest was fat, tender and plump, with a pink color. A seductive fragrance teased the young monk's nerves from there.
Yan Jian clamped his legs slightly, and he might be able to pretend to be careless on the surface, but her inner shame made her want to find a crack in the ground to get into it.
The little monk was about to reach in, but Yan Jian gently blocked it, then pointed at his foot, with a little pleasing tone.
Master, is it okay to suck your feet?Yan Jian said that he handed over this slender and plump jade foot. You see, it is neither fat nor thin, it is both fleshy and tangible, and it will satisfy the master when he is pulled, especially the soles of his feet, which are the tenderest. Doesn’t the master want to try it?
The little monk was indeed uncontrollable. He wanted to play with every part of his mother, especially the jade foot handed over. The little monk felt that it was more beautiful than Jing Yuying's.
The little monk reached out to hold Yan Jian's jade feet, and the rough skin of the man passed through the pink skin, making Yan Jian almost unable to control himself.
Just when Yan Jian felt that he had escaped the disaster, the little monk suddenly slapped several times in the face, which scared Yan Jian.
Girl, I know how to divert my attention. I will suck my feet for a while. Today, the master will suck my pussy first.
Yan Jian was shocked by the little monk's reaction, and the smile in his heart almost appeared on his face.
Seeing the little monk put down his jade feet, Yan Jian knew that he had to think of another way to divert the little monk's attention.
However, Lord Bai also expected Yan Jian's idea. When he came to another place to seduce, the little monk might not be able to restrain himself.
If you say one word, whether to let the balls be taken, all women who enter the Bai family will have to overcome this hurdle.If I don’t let the master be beaten today, I will turn around and leave. If I want to enter the Bai family, I have to have the rules of the Bai family. I will say one thing if I don’t do it.When the little monk said that, he slapped his thighs, he brought the things, otherwise he would slap them apart today. In the future, if you want to be a widow, you should be a widow. If you want to be a widow, you should be a widow, and then come to the master, there is no way.
Yan Jian's eyes were very resentful, and he stared at the little monk without saying anything. He also took back the jade foot that he had just let go, and grabbed the corner of his clothes with both hands, and he looked like an angry widow.
The little monk glared and picked up his clothes and was about to leave. Yan Jian suddenly stopped him, with a hint of crying in his mouth.
Twitch, twitch, twitch, twitch, twitch, twitch, twitch, and always scare people with this. They are really happy with you for the sake of that little title. It is also a hot commodity to send my body to you. But when you meet your enemy, you will think of being a bitch. But, but they can't tolerate anyone except you.Yan Jian said this and walked out. When he arrived at the door, he suddenly turned around and said, "You are not allowed to run away secretly."The little monk was amazed by this action. My mother was so touched, as if she was really afraid that she would run away if she disliked her.
After Yan Jian finished speaking, he closed the door without waiting for the little monk to reply. The little monk looked at his hard dick and smiled helplessly. His mother also took great pains for him and actually came up with this method to make him happy.
The little monk wanted to know what preparations his mother would do, but his exploration was actually limited to this room. Well, it must be my mother.
The little monk felt that the second was like a year, but the red candle was lit by less than one-third. Just as the little monk scratched his ears and heads, the door in the room suddenly opened.
I saw my mother holding a square jade plate with a few props on it.
The master is impatient. You are too anxious this time. I don’t prepare much. The board broke last time, and I have prepared another new one.Yan Jian said this and walked to the little monk. Before the little monk could speak, he knelt down and then lifted the tray between the two of them.
The little monk was excited to see it. His penis was about to swell and his glans turned blue and purple.
The little monk picked up a wooden board and looked at it. It was almost the same material as the one he had just killed. It looked a little similar, but there were no engravings.
However, the little monk could notice that the wooden board was new and there was a little moisture on it. I think it was just made by my mother.
Is this the one who draws the following?The little monk asked with the wooden board.
Yan Jian shook his head in fear when he heard this, saying, "Master, don't make trouble." This wooden board cannot be pulled down. It's just an ordinary pear blossom tree. I just made it. Now I'll take it over for you to take a look."If you use it to beat it, the sound is not crisp.If you want to make it crispy when you pump, you have to boil it with boiling water, remove the burrs on it, and then put it outside to dry. If it does not deform, it proves that the wood is tight, and only in this way can it be used.The master is a big shot, and I don’t care about such trivial matters. I must understand the rules.After the wooden board is finished, you will write a word for me. After passing your hand, I will twitch it at me. Then I will tell you the feeling. If you are satisfied, this thing will be considered.
Yan Jian lowered his head as he spoke, and his voice became smaller. The little monk stared at his mother's increasingly red face and showed a smile. It seemed that his mother had not been idle these days, and she actually asked about this thing so clearly.
Yan Jian also knew her son’s thoughts. She was right. She had studied the trivial rules carefully these days, so that her son could understand her mother’s thoughts.
Yan Jian still remembers to ask the little monk to ask his fat ass to cum with him again.
Sure enough, the little monk's hand gradually moved downwards, and Yan Jian also spread his legs together, allowing him to hold the little monk's legs with his ass egg while facing the little monk. However, in this way, Yan Jian had to aim his honey hole at the little monk's abdomen, and the pubic hair rippling in the water added a bit of charm.
The perky ass egg was separated by the little monk with his hands. When he felt the tenderness of Yan Jian's ass eggs together, the hot and hardness made Yan Jian breathe a sigh of relief. His legs climbed on the little monk's waist from behind, and his hands were hooked on the little monk's neck and leaned back. The giant thing on his chest gradually bloomed in this pool.
It should have been scratched.The little monk sighed comfortably and patted his mother's butt.
Yan Jian clamped his ass and egg tightly and gently shook it, "Well, do you do it yourself or do it, do it all, do it?"Look cleaner.Yan Jian said this and saw the smirk in the eyes of the little monk, and pressed his lips hard to press the little monk's things.
Ah Yan Jian called out by himself first. This man’s bad things are so tormenting. You know that you are not good at thinking. It’s embarrassing to do that. You always feel that you are very despicable.I have to spend time pruning every day, little pervert.
If you are really perverted, you will shave half of your hair and the same goes for your eyebrows.The little monk reached out and slapped his mother's breasts. This thing made me dizzy. I had to tie it up when I went out in the future so that others could see that you were suffering.
Ah Yan Jian paused for a moment, and looked at the slap on his breasts and gritted his teeth gently. You are the uncle, whatever you say is, you don’t think Ah is in trouble, I don’t want it to grow that big.Yan Jian didn't answer the little monk's head shaving. She didn't want to cause trouble. If she really did that, she might as well die.
I'm blaming me again.The little monk suddenly glared and then took out a small wooden board from the ring. The front end of the board was round and a handle at the back, which read on it for big white breasts.
The little monk was stunned when he saw these words, but Yan Jian quickly approached his face with quick eyes and hands, and then let his breasts block his vision.
Don't watch it!Yan Jian's tone was a little coquettish.
It's outrageous.The little monk suddenly slapped Yan Jian on the back, how could he be so Ah? I scratched this word.Yan Jian was originally slapped, but the young monk cared about the words on it in the future and felt a grudge against her.
But when Yan Jian heard the words of the little monk, he immediately smiled happily. The words that were ashamed should have been erased long ago. Even Yan Jian didn't care much about the slap the little monk slapped her.
Suddenly the little monk felt his penis being clamped hard, and his mother actually used a little internal force, and the little monk felt a little painful.
At this time, Yan Jian was staring at his eyes, raised his eyebrows lightly, and the expression on his face was a little angry.
You erase that to write this?Yan Jian picked up the wooden board and questioned the little monk.
The breast pump for Yanbiaozhang is specially used for Yanbiao. Now those words have been changed to this. Yanjian's originally secretly happy mood is completely gone.
The little monk actually nodded honestly. I have to take your love from now on, and all the previous ones will be invalidated.Don’t sit hard, you will be stuck in my arms, be careful of the family rules in the future.
Get out, the Yan Jian threw the wooden board aside, and you deserved it to be killed. Except for you, whoever sees you will die, this leader will do what he says.Yan Jian was a little angry and clamped his lower body hard at the little monk's lower body. Now he could only rely on this to relieve his anger.
Is it true that you rebel? After finishing it, go outside to get a whip. I'll see how many times your ass can withstand it.The little monk grabbed Yan Jian's ass egg and rubbed it hard. Every part of his mother's body made him unable to extricate himself. He never knew that a woman's ass furrow could be so pleasant to use.
The last time Yan Jian had already made him feel it. After coming back, he tried it on Mrs. Ling, and it felt much worse.
Don't let Yan Jian stretch out his hand panting and took the wooden board beside him. He won't be able to withstand you a few strokes. You are a lot of people and you can't see them like your mother.
It's okay if you don't fight.The little monk suddenly let go, then put his mouth to Yan Jian's ear and said a few words. Yan Jian's face first went from red to white, then from white to blue, and finally twitched towards the little monk's head.
If you want to fight, just fight, why do you ruin it?Yan Jian was very dissatisfied with the little monk's proposal.
The little monk was not angry either. He directly held Yan Jian's hand and placed the wooden board on her chest. He beat him by himself. As soon as he made a move, I will hear it today.The little monk hugged Yan Jian's ass egg, and gently pushed his lower body on Yan Jian's chrysanthemum. Every time at this time, Yan Jian would tighten his anus to prevent the little monk from really breaking through.
Yan Jian didn't say anything this time, so he glared at the little monk fiercely, reached out to pick up the board, gritted his teeth and sucked it at the fat and tender breasts on his chest.
Needless to say, Yan Jian’s breasts are elastic. Every thrust will cause the breasts to rebound from bottom to top.
The little monk said that a Yan sword hit the left, while the little monk said that the Er Yan sword hit the right.
Yan Jian knows this way of playing. If one is not careful and makes a mistake, it will be a waste of time.
But how could Yan Jian make a mistake? Even if the little monk's stinky thing keeps making trouble under her, Yan Jian can't make such a low-level mistake.
However, the little monk's speech speed was getting faster and faster, and the frequency of the whipping of the beautiful sword gradually increased. But the little monk said that the sound was not enough to start over. There was no skill at such a fast speech speed. He could only use his strength to make the sound crisp.
So the world's top beauty breasts were whipped in this small house and shivered. The originally white and tender skin was now covered with rosy layers, and Yan Jian's nipples became bigger. Although they were embarrassing, there was no way.
The upper and lower parts are both exciting, and Yan Jian has a sensitive physique. It would be strange if he is in heat.
You are slutty, fuck.Yan Jian spoke angrily while whipping, and her red nose proved her grievance at this time. If you bully someone, when will you be beaten? If you don’t beat him, can you be a big shot? If you don’t beat him, can you be a Lord Bai, it’s so good to be apart.
Calling dad is useless.The little monk replied indifferently, but after saying that, he felt that it was too much. After all, this is his mother and he can't say anything like usual.
Calling grandpa, having sex.Yan Jian's question made the little monk feel heartbroken. Mother is really a beauty and always teases men's desires inadvertently.
No, it won’t be possible to call ancestors.When the little monk saw his mother's attitude, he also let go of his mouth.
I think beautifully, having sex, being a little brat, taking advantage of my mother here, my mother will know that you are not kind-hearted.It’s really not possible to have sex with Li’er. My mother is so in love with her. I may not get it right next time, so I will remember it first.Yan Jian pleaded for the little monk again.
No, when to agree, when to do it, if you don’t agree to draw for a day, if you don’t agree to draw for a year, if you don’t agree to draw for a year, if you don’t agree to it for a whole life, we will spend our whole life here.The little monk's tone was very firm.
Yan Jian suddenly used the wooden board to thrust the little monk's head, and then the sound of the wooden board breaking. Yan Jian was stunned for a moment, and saw the little monk's sudden annoyance expression, and quickly changed into a handsome expression. I, I said this thing was not solid, look, it would be broken after a few shots.Find a stronger one in the future. It’s better to go here first today.
The little monk was angry and funny, and only his mother was looking for a reason at this time. He pointed to the bag that had just been knocked out on his head. The little monk replied angrily, "I'll change to you a black iron tomorrow to see if I can still be beaten."It’s okay to beat so many times, but it’s broken. Your strength is great enough.
The little monk was actually a little wronged by Yan Jian. Yan Jian’s breasts were very elastic. The little monk’s head was very hard, and he actually had the same strength. However, it can be seen that although Yan Jian said he didn’t want it, he did not dare to be lazy at all when he did it.
The little monk's words made Yan Jian bit his lips and lose his temper. After a while, he raised his head and saw that the little monk was still cold, only focusing on rubbing his butt groove.
Yan Jian suddenly grabbed the little monk's hand and placed it on his chest. He was not angry. Look at them, they felt even more wronged. It is your fault that you should be pulled by me, what is it?Ah!Yan Jian suddenly grabbed the little monk's hand when he said this, just because the little monk was already holding her nipples and began to rotate.
How many laps?The little monk frowned and asked.
One and a half circle.Yan Jian lowered his head and replied: If you don’t twist it, you will not be able to get it done, but the cowshed cannot be too shabby. You can only know this yourself. You must do it yourself and you can do it yourself.I am also jealous and I dare not touch you and I dare not touch others. If I am compared by someone named Ma, I will be the first to sell her to a brothel.
Just now, the young monk discussed something in her ear, which was to make herself a cow for him to have fun. How could Yan Jian agree to this request? Is it true that she really treats herself as Mrs. Ma?
However, after a fight between the two, Yan Jian agreed. However, since she had to do it, she had to do the best. If this person made her unsatisfied, Mrs. Ma would probably suffer.
You dare.The little monk glared and threatened her with Mrs. Ma.
Why don’t I dare?Yan Jian is not showing any weakness. You are my son, I dare to do what others dare not do. I will definitely be able to do it. I will try it if you don’t believe it. Whether the eldest princess is important to you or Su You is important to you. If you say one, you will never see your mother tomorrow.
Don’t let it go, you are the most important thing. Who can compare with you? What you say is.The little monk slapped Yan Jian hard, saying, "I can't afford to offend you, can I bully you in private?"
Yan Jian heard this and quickly rubbed it hard.
If you know the truth, you will suffer if you are angry in the future. When you come back, you will still be humiliated.I will take me to meet your woman tomorrow, and my mother will always help you check it out.
The little monk thrust his lower body and lifted Yan Jian up from the water. The milky white semen shot towards Yan Jian's butt.
I like my mother's jokes, it feels comfortable to listen to them. I'm afraid that anyone who doesn't open his eyes will provoke you, so I can't afford it.
Yan Jian didn't say anything, feeling the hot semen shot on her fat ass. It was not until the little monk let go of his hand with satisfaction that Yan Jian returned to the pool to clean his body.
Yan Jian, a young monk who is obsessed with cleanliness, had no choice. He wanted to appreciate his mother's butt with his semen, but I think Yan Jian may not be able to accept it. What would happen if you didn't let you clean it?The little monk stared at Yan Jian and asked.
The sixth elder's left arm will never be able to exert all his strength in his life.Yan Jian did not give a positive answer, but gave the little monk an example. If you are reluctant to move, you may not be reluctant to move others. You will not be reluctant to move the ring here in the future.
The little monk smiled and did not continue the topic.
Mom, if the bamboo board is broken, then make one. What kind of good do you think is good?
Yan Jian frowned. She felt that the water in the pool was not clean. She was wearing the little monk's ring on her hand now, but the things inside had been replaced.
Choose a white long skirt from the inside and wear it on your body. Yan Jian opened his arms to the little monk. Master, take Nuer back to the room and tell you when you go back.
I'll follow the order.The little monk didn't know how to wear clothes. He didn't pay attention to his image without his mother. He hugged Yan Jian and walked out of the room, and then directly placed her on the bed in the bedroom.
Yan Jian looked at the dressing in the bedroom, but unexpectedly he copied it according to the decorations of the newlyweds of the two.
The beast Yan Jian cursed, and the little monk was happy and couldn't tell the story. Yan Jian couldn't see it. This house was definitely not set overnight. The little monk had already put this thought in his heart.
At first, the little monk said that it was not for her, and if it weren't for her, how could he design it exactly the same as that house?
The same wardrobe, the same red quilt, the word "happy" on the window, and the red wax on the desk, the little monk's mind is not simple.
I had this idea for a long time. If the Empress hadn't thought about it, she wouldn't have dared to take this step.Yan Jian suddenly stood up and pushed the little monk down, then spread the quilt with his butt.
Go put on your clothes, you are the master. There is no reason for you to serve me. If the bed is laid for you, you will take off your clothes again.Yan Jian seemed to be intrigued suddenly.
The little monk felt it was a little troublesome, and it was too boring to take it off after wearing it. However, Yan Jian stubbornly asked him to wear it, and even showed his mother's identity to suppress him.
The little monk curled his lips and said it was hard to serve, but after he put on his clothes, Yan Jian sat by the bed and cried quietly.
The little monk was stunned. He didn't know which song of Yan Jian came from. He had experienced his mother's face change.
Where are you here?The little monk rubbed his forehead and asked.
Yan Jian raised his head and glanced at him. After waiting for so long, he finally waited for you to get started. In the past, he used to suppress you as an elder. Today he wanted to serve you as a woman, but you still dislike others' many family affairs.In order to make you happy, others don’t want to have any face. If you have too many things, you will take off the ring if you hate them. They will never bother you again.
Yan Jian's words made the little monk feel a little disgusted. He didn't know his mother's plan, but unexpectedly he made her cry with just one sentence.
Come on, don’t be angry. I won’t wear it anymore. It’s better for my mother to be in person. I can’t wait to lose my attitude.
Yan Jian's original tears stopped instantly, and his aggrieved face disappeared instantly.
You go out and knock on the door and come in.Yan Jian pulled the little monk out, yes, he crushed and pulled it out with absolute force.
The little monk in the wind stood there awkwardly looking at the confinement gate.
Which place is this? I am a monk now. Is this a monk? Is this a play or a play? Why is it not serious? I go wherever I want to go at home. The monk thought of this and pushed the door open and went in. Then Yan Jian's slightly dissatisfied voice knocking on the door. There is no one who doesn't knock on the door. Let's start over.
I didn't knock on the door anywhere!The little monk shouted unconvincedly, "I have already gone to the eldest princess, Queen Han's, and Mrs. Ling's place, so I have no habit of knocking on the door."
But this room is my mother Ah, come on, I respect it.
Dongdongdongdongdong, mother and child are here.The little monk spoke to the room.
Yan Jian was helpless, so he opened the door and kicked the little monk directly. Start again, your family knocked on his mother's door in the middle of the night, how could he give birth to such an indecisive fool?Yan Jian added another kick after saying that, and the little monk gritted his teeth and stood up. The reason why he did not dare to resist was that Yan Jian used his internal strength now. The little monk was still very clear. His mother used his internal strength and probably wanted to play it.
It’s also Ah that doesn’t knock on my mother’s door in the middle of the night. It’s not appropriate. You should have a logical one.
The little monk sorted out his clothes, took a deep breath, and then looked around, as if he was afraid that someone would follow him.
Dongdongdongdongdong, Bai Widow, I am here, open the door, I am the only one outside, it’s safe, oh!Before the little monk finished speaking, Yan Jian lifted up and kicked him a few more times.
Widow, I asked you widow to knock on the widow's door in the middle of the night. You can think of it, are you cursing him to die?Yan Jian was stunned when he said this. He put down the little monk and walked back, then pressed the one he had just started and started again.If you hit him again, you can be considered capable if you really curse him to death, and your fate can still be considered by you.
I was wrong, okay? You are the master, I dare not knock it again.The little monk covered his head and his face bitterly. What kind of thing is this? He just beat him after knocking on the door. Did you take revenge on purpose? You don’t play like this?
Okay, Yan Jian suddenly threw a look at the little monk, hurry up, it's just a white widow, don't shout it wrong.
The little monk trembled for a moment, and always felt that his mother's eyes seemed to have a deeper meaning.
Forget it, keep knocking on the door. The little monk covered his head with one hand and knocked a few times with the other. That, Bai, Bai Widow, can I go in?I'll leave when you're going to sleep.
Yan Jian almost vomited blood when he heard this. If he continued to fight, this kid would really have run away. It was indeed not easy to take action just now, and Yan Jian felt a little distressed.
After clearing his throat, Yan Jian coughed gently, "You are always waiting for you to sleep and the eldest princess dare to come here. Why should I use my body? I have been with you for so long, and I don't even have a title. Today, you can tell me clearly when I will marry me, and what identity will I give me after I marry me? If you don't say it clearly, don't think about coming in."
Then I wouldn't go in.The little monk replied, then felt his mother's faint murderous aura, and hurriedly covered his head and responded: What is this matter? Going back to be a wife is definitely a real wife, and he is a lie to someone else.
Bah, Yan Jian broke his mouth lightly. What is your identity? The commander of the Black Army, a minister in the third rank of court, and a wife in the slave family. How can I be qualified to be a main house in your house?You don’t want to make others happy here. No one from the Cao family is qualified to be the official palace. I have no ability to compete for the poor willows of my family. You will say it nicely. I have served you for so long and have no joint status. I am still the official palace, a puppy.
There must be a side room, there must be a side room.The little monk stood outside and replied, "Isn't this my mother-in-law so tightly?"I don’t know what she is thinking in her head every day, oh!A wooden board flew out, the little monk hurriedly protected his head, and then said righteously: It is not that easy to enter my Bai family. I know you are very arrogant, but you have to come first and then come, right? Besides, you have married once, and this is not easy to deal with.
I know that you men are unreliable.The voice of Yan Jian came out. I usually serve you with all my heart and guard you every day, letting you beat you and scold you. Have you fought back?It sounds nice when beating people, but I don’t admit it after all. I came over today and was it turned away from your eldest princess and knew why they came here to vent their anger.
The little monk could hear Yan Jian’s grievances, and could even imagine that his mother would cry. She would be sorry for not awarding you an Oscar.
It depends on what you said, it is not appropriate to be beaten and scolded. What is the identity of the eldest princess, what is Cao Zitong, and what is your identity, and you can't clearly see your position.There is only one princess, and there are widows everywhere. Today I am here, I will whip it. Open the door quickly.
The crying of Yan Jian is clearer. Why is Ah? I was born to beat you and scold you.Widows are everywhere, you go find someone else, why are you here for me in the middle of the night?There are many people in brothels, and you can do any lowly jobs. If you don’t make you angry, you can go Ah.
Isn't that money?The little monk rubbed his head and replied.
You, you bully others too much, you think this is a place, even the brothel is inferior.Yan Jian’s grievances were even worse, and he even breathed a little while when he spoke. Is this worthy of your conscience?You get out.
You said it, I won’t talk nonsense to you. If you leave this, you will never come back in your life.After the little monk finished speaking, he shook the silver in the bag. He just didn't get angry when he went to the brothel, he just felt happy. Come on, you are so frustrated, go out.
You, you're back.Yan Jian's voice suddenly came out, why are you a bitch like this? Wouldn't you say a nice word to coax it? A man died as soon as he got married, and you would ruin his body before he even changed his wedding room.You just say it and leave, and you won’t let others get angry.There is still money to spend in brothels. Not only do you come here without spending money, but I also have to support you in food and drink.Is this body of my family not as good as that of the brothel?
Where does nonsense come from? Can't you open the door? If it weren't for your body, I would rather find a bitch to feel comfortable.The little monk kicked the door with his foot. Don’t say he won’t give you a chance, open the door quickly. He deserves to be ruined. If you don’t want to be ruined, you will hide in the house.As soon as the little monk said this, Yan Jian suddenly opened the door, and two lines of clear tears were hanging on his peerless face. How aggrieved you should be.
Is it bad luck? I cry at night, and I cry. The bitch in the brothel knows how to laugh. It's really bad luck for your mother. I won't play anymore. Go back and cry for your husband, mom.The little monk was about to leave after he said that, Yan Jian suddenly grabbed his arm and stretched out his jade hand to wipe his face.
You, don’t be as knowledgeable as I am. I am unlucky. I am insulting you, and I should beat you.Yan Jian said this and gently twitched his face. I know you are coming today, and I know you don’t like the clothes in my house. I waited for you early this morning and didn’t dare to go out, because I was afraid that you would not see anyone when you came.
Is this over?The little monk glared at him and raised his legs and was about to leave. This was obvious that he would not take this trick.
Don't let Yan Jian hold the little monk's sleeve tightly, it's cold outside, come in quickly, come in, come in and I'll give you a sound again, will you be satisfied?Don't be as knowledgeable as a little girl.The noise of my family is too loud, and it is not good for people to hear it.Yan Jian said this and saw the little monk glaring again and hurriedly continued: It is a blessing for you to ruin my family, but my status is not important, so don’t let you get over it.Master, come in, the room is warm.
You are sensible.The little monk replied with stern words. As soon as he entered the room, Yan Jian immediately closed the door, then brought a chair over and placed it under the little monk's butt.
The little monk was not polite either. He sat there with a golden knife, looking at the hot tea he had just brewed on the table, and had to praise my mother for her carefulness.
Yan Jian also saw that the little monk noticed the teacup, and hurriedly stood aside and poured it on him, and then handed it over gently.
Do you know how to taste it?The little girl specially prepared it for you.If you like it, you will be here in the future.
Yan Jian's cup was not taken over by the little monk. The little monk snorted coldly and refused to speak, and his expression was obviously dissatisfied.
Yan Jian gritted his teeth, put down the cup with a little embarrassment, and then the tears in his eyes rolled again.
The little monk slapped the table and took a step to stand up. Yan Jian hurriedly reached out to hold him down, and then said with a grievance: Why are you so angry? I, I just let you hear it.When Yan Jian said this, he first wiped away his tears with a handkerchief, and then stood in front of the little monk with a hesitant feeling. The little monk had to say that his mother had a strong sense of substitution.
Yan Jian's hair was already tied up, and a few black hairs were left on his temples. The little monk noticed that the strips on his mother's head were actually white. This really made him think that his husband Ah died.
Just as the little monk was stunned, Yan Jian raised his hand and tugged directly at his face. This was much crisper than the one just now. A red slap fell on it.
The little monk nodded but still said nothing. Yan Jian gritted his teeth with aggrieved look on his face, and forced himself to not let his tears fall.
Slap, another slap, the third time, Yan Jian was thrust, but the sound of each sound was crisp enough.
The faces on both sides had become rosy. After a while, Yan Jian slapped him more than ten times. The tears in his eyes had already been left, but he couldn't let his nose make any sound.
The little monk didn't know if his mother's condition was real. Even if he was not in the situation, if he asked her to slap him like this in person, he would probably have to be in this condition. It might not be necessary, and he might just slap him directly on his head. Anyway, he might not have asked for this request to test his mother's true reaction.
If you really want to get angry, you will still be the one who blooms in your head.
Okay, the little monk knocked on the table and came here to cry, thinking that I was too late to die, right?If you dare to do this next time, I will never enter your door again.Just say that you widows are unlucky, and you will suffer if you die.
Yan Jian showed a far-fetched smile on his face when he heard this, which made a widow feel aggrieved but still forced to smile. It was a subtle and delicate act.
I am right. My family’s fate is not good, and I deserve it. I am satisfied with those few blows. If I am satisfied, I will calm down. My body is yours. Do you deserve to be angry with your women?I didn't agree with your request. You know that my family is a little arrogant and looks down on others. If you don't clean up more when you are old, I'll be a waste of my life.
It's just a bad bone.The little monk followed the sentence, "You are a brothel whore, you are not as good as that bitch. You just take up your body. You can't find the toad with three legs. There are many women with such big breasts."When the little monk said this, he grabbed Yan Jian's breasts and kneaded them hard.
Yan Jian first groaned, then frowned in pain, but his body was sent forward, making it more convenient for the little monk to rub it.
Whatever I say is what I want. If you say that the world's number one beautiful breast is everywhere, then the streets will be everywhere.I am covered in dirty meat and not worth it. It is my blessing to you to like it.Yan Jian said that he handed over this tea. If you are old, you are eager to drink a sip of tea to relieve your anger.
Yan Jian handed over the cup, but the little monk glared, grabbed her nipples hard, and then stroked it around.
Yan Jian's body tilted slightly, the pain on his face became heavier, and his hands holding the teacup also trembled slightly.
What do I want you to do? What do I want you to do if I drink it myself?Did you deliberately make things difficult for me today?
Master, Master Yan Jian suddenly knelt in front of the little monk. The little monk kept twisting and pulling down, and Yan Jian couldn't hold on without internal force.
I am wrong, I am wrong, I am not understanding the rules, so I will calm down.Yan Jian's speech changed a little because of the pain, and the pleading in his mouth became more and more obvious.
Please be gentle, Master, Nu Nu will compensate you.
The little monk let go of his hand, and Yan Jian hurriedly handed the tea to her mouth, because Yan Jian was kneeling and could only raise the cup high to make it easier for the little monk to drink.
However, the little monk frowned and opened Yan Jian's hand. The water in the teacup was spilled outside, and the pig's brain would not stand up.The little monk kicked Yan Jian's thigh, and he was so slick. With this little bit of eyesight, he wanted to enter the Bai family, but there was no rules.
Yan Jian did not dare to resist, stood up and bent down, poured tea and handed over again. The little monk did it on purpose. Whoever made him knock on the door and was always beaten? This is the cycle of cause and effect.
Yan Jian bent over, although the breasts on his chest drooped, they did not show any deformation due to gravity, and they were still tight and fat on weekdays.
The little monk turned his head and avoided the teacup handed over by Yan Jian, untied his clothes and exposed his breasts. Master, I'm here to drink tea?
Yan Jian pouted when he heard this. I was afraid that they would dizzy your eyes.However, as soon as he finished speaking, the monk slapped the table. Yan Jian trembled all over and hurriedly untied his predecessor clothes, exposing his two white fat breasts.
The traces just now were gone, the fat nipples at the top were raised high, and the pink areola was slightly wrinkled.
Yan Jian glanced at the little monk and found that the man was satisfied, so he quickly handed the tea over again.
The little monk then took a sip. Yan Jian saw him drink and was about to get up, but the little monk glared again. Yan Jian didn't dare to speak, so he hurriedly handed over the tea again.
Why did these nipples become hard? I just squeezed an Ah, why are both hard?In heat?Is there any flow of water below?The little monk frowned seriously and said as Yan Jian's breasts.
Yan Jian's face was a little rosy, and he just watched the little monk's head and pulled it down and tapped it gently.
Damn, I ask you what, are you showing off your temper? Are you hard? Are you owed a kick?
No, Yan Jian shook his head in panic when he heard this. I dare not. I, I cannot control myself when I see the adults. I just want to see you early this morning. I have been like this. The water below has never stopped. God has finally come to you.
The little monk gave a comment while drinking tea.
Yan Jian actually nodded obediently this time. I am a slut, just in front of you, so I will show you one by one.Can I keep you if I don’t want to be sexy?It’s all right to leave, you’re more comfortable than your own home. There’s no tea left, I’ll pour it for you again.Yan Jian pulled the teacup back, twisted his buttocks and turned his back to the little monk to continue filling the teacup.
The little monk tried hard to Yan Jian's ass egg. This time it was heavy enough. The little monk's hands hurt. Yan Jian was also trembling with a blow and hurriedly wiped the water on the table, but he didn't dare to say a word.
The master smells smelling in the capital, and he comes to you with the smell.When the little monk said this, he sniffed. The air was filled with the smell of his mother, but the little monk still said it was so sexy.
You are a dog's nose.Yan Jian covered his mouth and smiled, "The master is too impersonating himself."
The little monk smiled when he heard this. When the atmosphere was really coming, the little monk suddenly slapped the table again. Yan Jian was also startled. Seeing the little monk looking at the bottom, he turned his head and hurriedly knelt in front of the little monk.
What's wrong with you, my husband, but I'm not satisfied with you again.
What did the master come today? Watching you sing an opera with your breasts exposed.The little monk kicked Yan Jian's breasts with his feet, but at this moment, Yan Jian suddenly grabbed his foot, then changed into a pair of new shoes for the little monk, and then let go of his hand again. The little monk had no way to deal with Yan Jian's obsession with cleanliness, and he could also get out of the show at this time.
The little monk kicked it up, what did he do with his breasts exposed? Dancing?Sing?
Yan Jian took a kick and hurriedly grabbed the little monk's foot, and then took off his boots again. Master, you are so anxious all the time, you are waiting for me to take off your clothes. Master is so big, how uncomfortable it is to wear clothes.The wooden board was broken by you last time. I have prepared a new one for you. Will you be satisfied after a while?
The little monk snorted, accepting Yan Jian's explanation. Yan Jian stood up obediently and picked up the skirt behind him until he was exposed, and then tied the hem to his waist.
Then he walked over and helped the little monk up, knowing that your Bai family has many rules, so he had to expose his buttocks when taking off his clothes, so that the master could play with it.The eldest princess doesn't do this but the slave family is not qualified to compete with others. She has to follow the concubine who has the lowest status.I don’t want that position, I’m satisfied to get the concubine.Yan Jian said while untiing the little monk's clothes. The little monk did not miss this opportunity and attacked Yan Jian.
Stop making trouble, sir, you won’t be able to play again later.Yan Jian complained, but did not stop the little monk from moving, especially after hearing this, the little monk grabbed her nipples hard.
After taking off his upper body, Yan Jian squatted down and took off his clothes for the little monk. The little monk's penis had long been hard, and the bulging on his pants was very obvious.
Yan Jian bounced it up slightly and the moment he took off his pants, the little monk's penis aimed at her face.
The little monk said a command.
Yan Jian was not as resistant as before this time, so he stopped his hand and whipped his face with the little monk's penis.
Although the little monk couldn't see it, Yan Jian knew that a large area of his underneath had been wet, and his thighs were filled with his own vaginal fluid.
After whipping for more than a dozen times, Yan Jian's face turned redder, and the little monk finally touched her head with satisfaction.
Only then did Yan Jian carefully put the little monk's penis and kissed him.
The little monk was taken off by Yan Jian. Yan Jian stood up and helped the little monk walk onto the bed. The little monk was not polite, and walked to the bed like an old man. The penis under his crotch was majestic.
Yan Jian asked the little monk to go to the edge of the bed. The little monk was about to speak Yan Jian suddenly covered his mouth. I knew that I would bow three times and kowtow nine times, respect the master and the master's treasures.
The little monk was stunned for a moment, but he asked him to like it very much. He sat on the edge of the bed with his straight penis facing Yan Jian.
It’s good to understand the rules, but it’s better to be a good person on the surface. I beg the eldest princess and I can be a maid who can’t be a concubine.
Yan Jian raised his head and glared at the little monk fiercely, but the little monk was so shameless that he didn't care about her. He kowtowed first.
Yan Jian was also very well-behaved. He bowed to the little monk three times, kowtowing three times each time. After kowtowing, he was about to get up, but the little monk suddenly spoke again: Just kowtow Ah?Are you worshiping?Why don’t you cry? You are deliberately annoying me.
Yan Jian's heart broke out, and this little brat actually asked her some problems.
He bit his lips and knelt down again, and said to the little monk: I bow to you, I wish you the Master as good as the East China Sea and as long as the South Mountain.After Yan Jian finished speaking, he kowtowed to the little monk three times.
Then he stood up and continued: I prayed to you for two years, I wish you a pillar of my life, I wish you a hundred girls at night, I wish you three wishes, I wish you to fight all over the bed tonight, and I poke you for the heart of my family.
The little monk was happy, but he didn't expect that his mother's playful words were very exciting. The difficulty would be increased next time, so he could get her a hidden poem.
小和尚上下看了看，脸蛋，奶子屁股都抽过了，嗯，小和尚轻轻点了点头， 你说你哪里老爷还没抽过？The little monk said for this sentence,
Yan Jian was obviously not satisfied when he put the clothes in his hand back.
The little monk stared at Yan Jian's smooth back. His mother's figure was too tall and well-proportioned. Her tight round ass egg, her beautiful legs without a gap after closing, and her soft waist was barely held.
The little monk really doesn't know what virtue he had cultivated in his previous life, but he could actually make such a beauty devoted to him.
I said that if I can't get it, I can't get it.The little monk scolded his mother, "Thighs and calves are what your husband should do to suck. Master, I am not your short-lived husband. I really want to suck it down and kill Ming Yi Yi, you~
Master Yan Jian shouted with his back to complain, "What are you doing when you say those depressed words in the middle of the night? That person deserves to be short of his life. If he doesn't die, how can you have a chance?"Even for your old age, he will die!Although Yan Jian's tone was a bit charming, a hint of determination flashed in Yan Jian's eyes when the little monk could not see it. Master is just bullying, you don't even look down on his thighs and calves. My body is so insignificant in your eyes.Yan Jian finally chose a satisfactory dress when he talked about this. A light pink short skirt with an ordinary style, but the hem of the skirt was relatively short and just covered the base of his thighs.
The little monk grunted and said nothing. Yan Jian turned around and saw that he was stroking his penis. It turned out that this man was masturbating at his back.
Yan Jian gave the little monk a angrily glance, but he felt a little proud. No matter how many women you have seen, you will still reveal your true colors when you see me.
Yan Jian walked over and took the little monk's hand. The little monk was about to stare at him but his mother gently pinched his face. You are a slutty slave family, and you still have to do this by yourself. Do you blame me for not being qualified?Yan Jian pouted his little mouth slightly, as if he had suffered a great grievance.
The little monk was about to answer, but Yan Jian directly stretched out his feet and placed them beside the bed. In this way, because of the short skirt, his private parts could be seen at a glance.
The little monk's breathing was a little rapid, and the vaginal fluid from his mother was flowing to his thighs. Fortunately, it was in the plot, otherwise his mother would not have let the little monk see his lustful appearance.
The meat clam hidden in the black forest was fat, tender and plump, with a pink color. A seductive fragrance teased the young monk's nerves from there.
Yan Jian clamped his legs slightly, and he might be able to pretend to be careless on the surface, but her inner shame made her want to find a crack in the ground to get into it.
The little monk was about to reach in, but Yan Jian gently blocked it, then pointed at his foot, with a little pleasing tone.
Master, is it okay to suck your feet?Yan Jian said that he handed over this slender and plump jade foot. You see, it is neither fat nor thin, it is both fleshy and tangible, and it will satisfy the master when he is pulled, especially the soles of his feet, which are the tenderest. Doesn’t the master want to try it?
The little monk was indeed uncontrollable. He wanted to play with every part of his mother, especially the jade foot handed over. The little monk felt that it was more beautiful than Jing Yuying's.
The little monk reached out to hold Yan Jian's jade feet, and the rough skin of the man passed through the pink skin, making Yan Jian almost unable to control himself.
Just when Yan Jian felt that he had escaped the disaster, the little monk suddenly slapped several times in the face, which scared Yan Jian.
Girl, I know how to divert my attention. I will suck my feet for a while. Today, the master will suck my pussy first.
Yan Jian was shocked by the little monk's reaction, and the smile in his heart almost appeared on his face.
Seeing the little monk put down his jade feet, Yan Jian knew that he had to think of another way to divert the little monk's attention.
However, Lord Bai also expected Yan Jian's idea. When he came to another place to seduce, the little monk might not be able to restrain himself.
If you say one word, whether to let the balls be taken, all women who enter the Bai family will have to overcome this hurdle.If I don’t let the master be beaten today, I will turn around and leave. If I want to enter the Bai family, I have to have the rules of the Bai family. I will say one thing if I don’t do it.When the little monk said that, he slapped his thighs, he brought the things, otherwise he would slap them apart today. In the future, if you want to be a widow, you should be a widow. If you want to be a widow, you should be a widow, and then come to the master, there is no way.
Yan Jian's eyes were very resentful, and he stared at the little monk without saying anything. He also took back the jade foot that he had just let go, and grabbed the corner of his clothes with both hands, and he looked like an angry widow.
The little monk glared and picked up his clothes and was about to leave. Yan Jian suddenly stopped him, with a hint of crying in his mouth.
Twitch, twitch, twitch, twitch, twitch, twitch, twitch, and always scare people with this. They are really happy with you for the sake of that little title. It is also a hot commodity to send my body to you. But when you meet your enemy, you will think of being a bitch. But, but they can't tolerate anyone except you.Yan Jian said this and walked out. When he arrived at the door, he suddenly turned around and said, "You are not allowed to run away secretly."The little monk was amazed by this action. My mother was so touched, as if she was really afraid that she would run away if she disliked her.
After Yan Jian finished speaking, he closed the door without waiting for the little monk to reply. The little monk looked at his hard dick and smiled helplessly. His mother also took great pains for him and actually came up with this method to make him happy.
The little monk wanted to know what preparations his mother would do, but his exploration was actually limited to this room. Well, it must be my mother.
The little monk felt that the second was like a year, but the red candle was lit by less than one-third. Just as the little monk scratched his ears and heads, the door in the room suddenly opened.
I saw my mother holding a square jade plate with a few props on it.
The master is impatient. You are too anxious this time. I don’t prepare much. The board broke last time, and I have prepared another new one.Yan Jian said this and walked to the little monk. Before the little monk could speak, he knelt down and then lifted the tray between the two of them.
The little monk was excited to see it. His penis was about to swell and his glans turned blue and purple.
The little monk picked up a wooden board and looked at it. It was almost the same material as the one he had just killed. It looked a little similar, but there were no engravings.
However, the little monk could notice that the wooden board was new and there was a little moisture on it. I think it was just made by my mother.
Is this the one who draws the following?The little monk asked with the wooden board.
Yan Jian shook his head in fear when he heard this, saying, "Master, don't make trouble." This wooden board cannot be pulled down. It's just an ordinary pear blossom tree. I just made it. Now I'll take it over for you to take a look."If you use it to beat it, the sound is not crisp.If you want to make it crispy when you pump, you have to boil it with boiling water, remove the burrs on it, and then put it outside to dry. If it does not deform, it proves that the wood is tight, and only in this way can it be used.The master is a big shot, and I don’t care about such trivial matters. I must understand the rules.After the wooden board is finished, you will write a word for me. After passing your hand, I will twitch it at me. Then I will tell you the feeling. If you are satisfied, this thing will be considered.
Yan Jian lowered his head as he spoke, and his voice became smaller. The little monk stared at his mother's increasingly red face and showed a smile. It seemed that his mother had not been idle these days, and she actually asked about this thing so clearly.
Yan Jian also knew her son’s thoughts. She was right. She had studied the trivial rules carefully these days, so that her son could understand her mother’s thoughts.
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