Well, Ah.Just as Yan Jian put the towel on the back of the little monk, a lewd moan came from the little monk's mouth. Yan Jian was a little embarrassed by the sound, and he threw the towel at the little monk with a while.
If you do this, your mother will not care about you anymore.Yan Jian threatened her, but the towel in his hand had gently wiped the little monk's back.
The little monk was threatened by his mother and didn't continue to make trouble. He enjoyed the feeling of being favored by his mother. Yan Jian almost asked for nothing in return for everything he had. This feeling was the most precious in the little monk's opinion.
Only my mother would treat him like this. Others have more or less their own selfishness, which is also the biggest difference between my mother and them.
After Yan Jian rubbed the little monk, he was about to leave, but he saw the little monk suddenly turned around, "Mom, why not let's wash together." The little monk said expectantly: Save a while and then go to fetch water.
The little beast thinks about beauty.Yan Jian refused straightforwardly, "Mom won't wash with you, your washing water is dirty. Besides, if you are adults, how can you wash with your mother?"Yan Jian actually didn't dislike the little monk for being dirty, but she had to find an excuse.
In this way, the little monk Ah shouted in disappointment, and then he laughed again. It was easy to deal with. I thought my mother was embarrassed to take off her clothes. It turned out that she disliked the water was not clean, so I went to fetch a bucket of new water.
You Yan Jian was choked by the little monk's words. Are you only half of your obedience?Then you can't take a bath with your mother when you are adults. Your own sister will not take a bath with your mother, and you are not afraid of others' jokes.
Unfair The little monk continued to insist on his own. My mother had looked at my body, but I hadn't seen her. Also, the child is always a child in your place. Where am I old?My mother said, where am I old?The little monk's face was comparable to a city wall. When he said this, he stood up from the wooden barrel. If Yan Jian hadn't glared at him quickly, he might have shook his big bird to show off.
Don’t tell your mother that she is fair. You might as well stretch out your face and let her slap her a few times.Yan Jian spoke to the little monk pretending to be fierce, but when he thought of his shame just now, his eyes instantly filled with blush.
Who is Lord Bai? After hearing Yan Jian's words, he directly put his face on him.
Even if my mother comes, don’t be polite. Beating is kissing and scolding is love. The more I love it, the more I like it.If my mother still feels unhappy, I will help her take off her clothes with my own hands.The little monk looked like a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water. Anyway, he was thick-skinned, so he could actually give him a few slaps to change the same bath, which was worth it.
Yan Jian lost his temper with his child. He held a towel and threw it like a little monk. He said helplessly: Who did you learn from like a slutty bone? Isn't you afraid of pain? Isn't you afraid of being so thick-skinned? Others are afraid of putting your hands on it?
The little monk sat back into the wooden bucket again, covering the towels on his head, and there was a hint of helplessness in his mouth.
It's such a big room, and I can see everything after my mother washes it by herself. Besides, if I come in again when you wash it, the ending will be the same.Unless my mother doesn’t wash it tonight, but can she bear it?
The little monk's words left Yan Jian speechless. It was true that he said that. After getting into bed, he was still hugged by him. It was just a matter of time.
When the little monk saw Yan Jian silent, he hurriedly continued to persuade: I have not taken a shower with my mother yet. I have never had it since I was a child. Alas, I really envy her Ah, who is hugged by her mother in her arms.
Stop talking about the little bastard. Yan Jian frowned and looked at the little monk, turned his head and left some face for his mother?Yan Jian's words were accustomed to the little monk's suggestion. The little monk was not willing to make a fuss, so he turned around neatly. After a while, he heard the sound of his mother taking off her clothes, and then the sound of water. The little monk laughed.
The little monk smiled for a while and felt that there was no movement. He turned around tentatively and was not scolded by Yan Jian.
The little monk almost burst into bleeding from his nose the moment he turned around. His smooth back and his enchanting slender waist, the most important thing was the peach-like bulge under his waist. Although the Yan Jian was facing the little monk's back, the impact was still irresistible to the little monk.
Yan Jian could feel his son's eyes looking at her jade buttocks hidden in the water. Yan Jian didn't dare to look back, and even did not dare to do too many other moves. He knew his own charm and every move was a temptation. How could his son resist it?
I'll rub my mother's back?The little monk took a deep breath and spoke, Yan Jian did not respond, but the little monk just thought it was acquiescent.
The white towel blocked the little monk's sense of touch, but it still made him feel the elasticity.
The water droplets dripped from the towel seemed to walk through the mirror, sliding across the back of Yan Jian without any resistance, instantly blending with the water in the bucket.
Yan Jian's body tensed a little. She knew that the little monk would not be satisfied with just rubbing his back. Sure enough, the little monk not only rubbed the jade back on the water surface, but also continued to explore the buttocks under the water.
He slowly slid along Yan Jian's spine to the top of the buttocks groove. Yan Jian subconsciously leaned forward a little. The little monk did not give his mother too many opportunities, and directly squeezed into the deep meat groove with a towel.
The Yan Jian, who was attacked again, had no panic in the morning, and the towel in the little monk also squeezed in bit by bit.
Finally, at the tenderest chrysanthemum, Yan Jian felt the roughness of the towel.
Li Er, just wash your own mother there, you won’t need you.Yan Jian spoke with his back to the little monk with weak voice, his tone trembling.
My mother's whip marks are gone.The little monk pulled out his hand but put the towel in the meat groove, then pinched Yan Jian's buttocks and said.
Yan Jian's body trembled slightly, and she whispered softly. When the little monk was washing clothes, she used internal force to melt the traces.
The whip mark is the mark the child gave to his mother. Mom is not good, but who knows who the buttocks belong to without the whip mark?
The little monk's words made Yan Jian a little confused. This child rarely said such explicit words to him, but Yan Jian is no longer the same as before. Not only did he not refute, she even did not bring the towel in the buttocks.
You, are you saying fair?Other women do not have your mark. If, if you give them your mark, your mother will naturally set an example.Yan Jian never thought she could say such a thing, but now she really feels a little relaxed.
Since you have chosen to do that, why should you be reserved?
When the little monk heard this, his eyes lit up, and he squeezed the buttocks in the water and rubbed them. What his mother said was true. If I had put a mark on them, my mother would agree to bring it to herself, right?After saying that, the little monk took out the towel from Yan Jian's buttocks. Seeing Yan Jian's slightly relaxed buttocks, he then repeatedly stuffed them in.
Humph Yan Jian hummed softly, I don’t know if it was against or moaning. Mom has left you with something to recognize your master. If you still feel that it is not enough and want to mark it on your mother’s buttocks, Mom will not object.But my mother thought it was better to look white and clean. Well, Li'er, it was too rough and my mother felt uncomfortable.Yan Jian was a little panting when he said that, his legs gradually clamped, and the pussy under his crotch began to itch again, but this time Yan Jian was not restrained. After all, it was in the water and it was not easy to be seen.
Besides, Yan Jian didn't want to restrain himself, so it was great to let his son see the other side of himself.
My mother thought it was pretty and beautiful, so she kept her body.The little monk took out a towel and threw it aside. Mom tried this thing and saw if it was still uncomfortable?After saying that, the little monk leaned forward with his penis. Yan Jian covered his mouth and clenched his teeth tightly. She didn't want to scream, but the hot and hard thing squeezed into her butt groove as the water slid down.
Yan Jian had no way to invade the ugly thing. No matter how hard he clamped the ass, he could not stop this guy from getting closer to his anus little by little.
Just as the thorns turned around and touched the tender chrysanthemum of Yan Jian, the woman who had been suppressed for a long time finally moaned uncontrollably.
Don't Ah, Li'er, it's not possible. Yan Jian tightly clamped his anus, she wanted to stop the little monk from invading.
I want to fuck my mother's asshole.The little monk said behind his back, and this sentence seemed to have a magic power that made Yan Jian lose himself instantly. Suddenly, the little monk's glans squeezed into the tender chrysanthemum for a minute. Yan Jian's painful cry made the little monk slow down.
It was this opportunity that Yan Jian seemed to have made up a decision, gritted his teeth and raised his hips, allowing the little monk's penis to penetrate into her crotch. Then, Yan Jian clamped his legs, allowing his thick and plump labia majora to tightly press against the little monk's flesh root, and at the same time, his body fell to prevent the little monk from lifting the guy up again.
Of course the little monk refused to give up. Although his fleshy lips gave him infinite pleasure like a small mouth, he still wanted to penetrate into his mother's anus.
The little monk retreated gently, and he wanted to pull it out, but during the pulling process, the pleasure of the thorny scales on the penis slashing across the tight labia slowed down his movements.
Yan Jian was also stimulated to weaken his legs, but she still gritted her teeth and retreated faster until her buttocks hit the little monk's abdomen before stopping.
Li'er, my mother is even more uncomfortable than you!But my mother can't do that, otherwise it will harm you.Today, my mother will use it. Is this the lips on the cunt so that you can enjoy it?The desire in Yan Jian's body was even stronger than that of the little monk, but she had to endure it. Once she was occupied by him, his fragile imperial ladies would collapse in an instant.
Yan Jian did not give the little monk a chance to object. Yan Jian knew that his body was beautiful, even using his plump labia could make him feel a different kind of pleasure, but this was not enough to make up for her debt to her son. She wanted to use her buttocks to hit the little monk's abdomen, so that the little monk could see her lewd movements and feel the ecstasy taste of her tender buttocks.
The little monk was indeed shocked by this feeling. He watched his mother's buttocks hit him without any effort every time, felt the plump labia tightly wrapping his penis, and accepting his punishment in the most delicate place.
Yan Jian's legs twisted gently with his body, and he moaned uncontrollably in his covered mouth. The black hair that was originally wrapped around his head was a little messy, and the originally jade-white neck was also covered with a layer of pink.
The little monk's hands surrounded Yan Jian's buttocks from both sides, and then crossed tightly in front of Yan Jian's pubic bone.
Yan Jian did not resist. Although his body movements were restricted, the little monk had obviously agreed to her conditions.
At this moment, the little monk suddenly started to check in the wooden barrel. Every charge would cause Yan Jian's body to be hit by the edge of the wooden barrel, and the shocking breasts on his chest were pressed tightly on the wall of the barrel.
Yan Jian frowned slightly, and he stretched out his hand to support the wooden barrel wall, hoping to relieve the tenderness in his chest.
However, the little monk's movements became more and more intense, and every hook on the meat stick would make Yan Jian impact the higher point of sexual desire in pain.
Li'er, mom is sorry for you, I can only let you vent this way. Well, be gentle, mom Ah!Yan Jian just said this and found someone to hit her clitoris with the front end of the glans. Now her clitoris has become congested and swollen, which is much more sensitive than usual.
Mom, the child bullies your lust again. Mom said he didn't want it, but her body showed spring feelings everywhere.The little monk's movements became more and more intense.
The little monk wanted to touch his mother's breasts, but as soon as he let go, Yan Jian's body softened. At this moment, she could not clamp her legs tightly. To be honest, if it weren't for the little monk's tight thighs, Yan Jian even felt that she would have taken the initiative to spread her legs and let the little monk penetrate it.
Mom, I want to touch your breasts and see if your nipples are big?The little monk put his hand back on his original position, but he was still thinking about the most beautiful breasts in the world.
Don't let go.Mom has no strength, Ah, Mom’s breasts are hurt by you, don’t worry, Lier, your breasts will only become more and more beautiful.Well, now they all stand up, quickly, almost the size of your thumb, um, my mother's breasts are so swelling, and the bad guy, um, it's all milk.Ah, you are doing something bad again, and your mother's breasts hit the wooden barrel again, and she is so painful about her mother. Li Er, hurry up, do it quickly, my mother really can't stand it anymore, my mother wants to spray water, Ah!Yan Jian changed his style. This stimulation made the little monk's lower body even more fierce. He ignored Yan Jian's feelings at all. The little monk just wanted to experience the pleasure he longed for.
My mother's pussy is so fat, it makes the child feel very comfortable. When I fuck my mother's butt, it is even more comfortable than the bitch of Queen Han. Mom, this water is the smell of your vaginal fluid.Does mom still have to give birth every day now? The child wants to eat breast milk and wants to eat mom's nipples.The little monk's body was filled with water, wetting Yan Jian's hair.
If you like it, just like your mother's pussy. Well, my mother won't compare with Queen Han. Mom is not a bitch. Well, my mother is your mother and it belongs to you. Well, if you want to eat milk, you will eat it. It will be yours in the future. Mom's milk will be kept for you. You can't bite it hard like last time. Mom's loves you. If you want to spoil your mother, it won't hurt you anymore.Well, you have made my mother come out twice today. You, hurry up.Yan Jian's hand was tightly grasping the wooden barrel. When she came just now, she had no strength. The huge breasts on her chest were hit on the wall of the barrel in front again and again. The milk that had already been full was about to be sprayed out.
Li'er, my mother's breasts are so swelling. I want to give up breasts. Li'er, let her mom get rid of them?Yan Jian gritted his teeth and begged.
No, my mother can't waste it, it's not allowed to flow out, and I'll raise my butt up, otherwise my son will fuck my mother's fat pussy.The little monk rejected Yan Jian's request.
No, leave your son, don’t interfere with your mother. Mom, your mother is obedient.Yan Jian was so confused that she pinched her nipples with her hands. No matter how unbearable it was behind her, she would not let her milk flow out.
My mother pinched her nipples and it won’t flow out. Can Li'er be quick?Please, my mother's breasts are about to burst, which is even more uncomfortable than using frankincense.
Mother, you said you are my bitch, just like Queen Han, are my bitch.The little monk made a request.
Yan Jian shook his head stubbornly, No, Mom is your mother, you were born by me, Mom is not your bitch, Mom is different from Queen Han's slut, Well, Yao'er, No, don't hit Mom's lewd beans anymore, the more you stimulate your mother's beautiful breasts, the more uncomfortable you feel.Yan Jian's hand that was pinching his nipples was already a little white, and his pink nipples also showed a dark red color.
The little monk didn't say anything, and every time he hit Yan Jian's clitoris, Kaorshi pushed Yan Jian hard to push the Yan Jian up the wooden barrel.
Yan Jian felt that her two breasts were about to break open by the impact, and the stimulation under her straddle made her milk more and more.
Finally, Yan Jian was defeated by the pain, with a hint of crying in his mouth, "Li'er, mom, mom won't be stubborn with you anymore, Ah, mom's breasts hurt so much, well, Ah.Mom is your bitch, a bitch, Mom is your bitch, just like Mrs. Han, a bitch, a bitch you are arbitrarily despised.Ah.
The young monk smiled proudly, that is, his ability, he would have surrendered long ago if others had been disarmed.
It's too late. From a new story, you are my big tits sow. Also, you are not beautiful breasts, but smelly breasts, frivolous breasts, and the most slutty breasts.You are a more despicable female animal than Queen Han, said.The little monk said as he pushed his mother against the wooden barrel and hit her.
Ah, Ah, Yan Jian wailed in pain, and I said, I said, be gentle, I, Ah, I am your sow, I have smelly tits, slutty tits, the most lewd big tits, it is the ugly one.Ah, I am more despicable than Queen Han, I am a more shameless female animal than her, Ah... Yan Jian only felt a sharp pain in his chest. The little monk pressed her tightly on the wooden barrel from behind, and the penis under his crotch trembled, and all the hot things shot on his clitoris. Yan Jian gritted his teeth and endured the pain, but also gave her a pleasure she had never had before.
The little monk ejaculated comfortably, and his body pressed against his mother slowly softened. He held Yan Jian's hand and wanted to pull Yan Jian into his arms, but just as the little monk leaned back, Yan Jian's body was still motionless.
The little monk could only lean on the wooden barrel by himself, but his feet were still placed on Yan Jian's butt.
Yan Jian's body trembled slightly, and then she cried softly. However, the little monk had not yet come out of that feeling and directly kicked Yan Jian's ass egg with his hand.
Yan Jian's body did not move, and the little monk knew that his mother was probably bullied by him, so he felt wronged.
So he wanted to lean over and say a few good things, but Yan Jian suddenly stood up, wiped tears with one hand, and covered his chest with one hand and went out of the wooden barrel directly.
The little monk was stunned for a moment, but Yan Jian directly found a bath towel and put it on the bed.
The little monk smelled a frankincense at this time and looked down at the water on the place where his mother left, and thought that in the end, my mother sprayed milk.
Yan Jian lies on the bed with the little monk on his back, and then wraps himself tightly with the quilt. The little monk feels a little regretful. He loves this kind of personality as soon as he gets up, because he has been messing with his mother a lot.
Other women may be afraid of themselves and will not resist, but the reason why their mother is patient is because of her love for herself.
But I relied on this love to bully my mother. I think my mother was angry because of this.
The little monk called out to his mother and found that Yan Jian didn't pay attention to him, so he had to come out of the wooden barrel and clean up the surroundings.
The little monk poured the water in his clothes. When he came back, he still didn't respond when he saw Yan Jian, so he could only please him and lean over.
Mom, I was a little impulsive just now. It was all my mother's body that was so beautiful, and the child had no concentration at all.The little monk said as he reached out to lift Yan Jian's quilt. Although Yan Jian was a little rebellious, he was finally lifted by the little monk. He could only hold on to the bath towel on his body and move in.
The little monk sighed, placed his mother's clothes before lying back to the bed.
Mother The little monk stretched out his hand and placed it on Yan Jian's waist. Yan Jian, who had not heard it just now, sobbed softly again. The little monk felt ache in his heart, and his face felt a little guilty. That mother, I will definitely not dare to do it next time. Do you still feel pain?It hurts and gets out the milk.The little monk's hand slowly climbed up Yan Jian's breasts through the bath towel, but was blocked by Yan Jian with his hand.
The little monk had no choice but to hold Yan Jian's hand in his back to force her to turn around.
Yan Jian is no match for the little monk. In a short while, the little monk slapped his body. His delicate face was already covered with tears.
Yan Jian's grievances were all written on his face. The little monk wiped his mother's tears with distress, but found that his mother shed far faster than he did.
Mom, this is a new technique. Extract milk from tears. This method is good. Whenever you cry, I will use my mouth to borrow it.But you can just not pee out your milk.The little monk's bad words almost made Yan Jian laugh, and the corner of his mouth that had just been bent immediately dropped.
The little monk felt a little confident when he saw his mother's reaction. The little monk's hand still wanted to break through the block of Yan Jian, but he would look better when he smiled. It was all because the child was ignorant, but his mother was very talented and could come up with a set of martial arts techniques even if she did something.If there is a tear ranking in the future, my mother will definitely be the first.When the little monk said this, he suddenly felt Yan Jian pinched him hard with his hands, and quickly pretended to be painful and said: Don’t go back, mom, it hurts Ah, it hurts.
You know it hurts, and you know it hurts too.Yan Jian pinched his hands more vigorously, but he had already started talking on his mouth.
You don’t think about how much your mother loves. Do you just want to love your mother to death? Who will still take care of you after you have no mother?
How dare I?The little monk looked aggrieved, I wouldn't have lived without you. Besides, I was quite excited when I looked at my mother. If I really screamed in pain, I wouldn't dare to be so arrogant.
you.You still blame me.Yan Jian's tone was a little annoyed, "Do I dare to shout?"Who knows what you have to do? If you don’t come out, your mother will have to bear it all the time.Woooo, a conscienceless beast, what did you ask your mother to say? Woooooooo!Yan Jian cried out in grievance when he said this.
I was also very happy. I was not very strong when I was slapping you today, so my mother also endured it. I thought I could stand it!When the little monk said that he leaned over to Yan Jian's breasts, "Mom, I'll blow it for you, but it won't hurt if you blow it."
You get up.Yan Jian pushed the little monk's head aside, "Why are you kissing it? It's the smelliest and ugliest in the world. Don't defile your mouth. Don't touch it in the future. Lord Bai is very high-ranking. Mother is just a sow. You, don't touch me, woo!Yan Jian became sadder the more he spoke, and his crying became louder.
Me, oh, I just asked you to say something interesting, but I didn't know that you took it seriously. You are bigger than a sow. No, you are not a sow. Besides, you are scolding yourself and me, you are a sow, I am a sow.The little monk said and learned to scream a few times. Yan Jian really couldn't help it this time and laughed out loud.
You are shameless, I am shameless!If you want to be a pig, you can do it yourself, I won’t do it with you.You are just a beast, you don’t have to be a beast that beats and scolds you.Yan Jian's attitude finally improved a little. Just now, the little monk forced him to say that, Yan Jian was indeed very aggrieved. This kid could be more slander than anyone else, but he was the only person who would not refuse or really resist.
Even if he didn't want to say it, Yan Jian finally said those words. Of course, he had to put on an attitude after he finished speaking, otherwise this kid would definitely be a big deal.
After just finishing it, he didn't coax it, but he also used a sword to hold himself. If he didn't teach him some lessons, how could he torture her next time?
The little monk heard that his mother's tone had improved a lot, so he hurriedly hugged her and patted her. You are right, I am a beast, you don't often call me a little beast, I am a breeding pig or a male dog, wool wool wool wool wool. If you don't want to say it in the future, I will definitely not dare to force you, right?Don't be angry, mom, why don't I go to the ground and roll twice.
When Yan Jian heard this, he held back his smile and took the little monk's hand away from her. Get out of here, call yourself a breeding pig, or indirectly scolding me.I can't control how you slander your women. If you dare to force me to say that again in the future, you will never see me again.Yan Jian suddenly frowned when he said this. Although he had just had a little breasts, he had only had a little breasts, and he felt a little swelling and painful again.
When the little monk saw Yan Jian's expression, he probably guessed it in his heart, gently pushed Yan Jian's body and spoke.: Mom can’t help it anymore, hurry up and don’t hold it in. Look at how sad the child feels so distressed.Besides, I’m a little thirsty, so why don’t I suck it for you.
After the little monk finished speaking, he directly crawled his head into the quilt, but Yan Jian next to him held his ear and pulled him out again.
Don’t be slandered and righteous. If you are thirsty, drink water by yourself. My mother will not give it to you if you feed the dog.
Don't go Ah!The little monk stared at me a little anxiously, and let me drink it in the future if you don’t say it. Besides, I’m a dog, wool, wool, just feed me, just treat it as feeding the dog.The little monk was pulled into the ear by Yan Jian and said with a grin.
Yan Jian slapped his forehead directly after hearing this. He thought it was beautiful, and he wouldn't feed the dog you beat and scolded.Yan Jian was about to get up and get out of bed when he said this. The little monk pressed on her body quickly with his eyes and hands. The already swollen breasts squeezed in the middle. Yan Jian couldn't help but snorted in pain.
You get up and hurt your mother.Yan Jian pinched the little monk hard, and Lord Bai endured the pain while pressing Yan Jian under him.
If I can't afford it, I'll drink it, otherwise my mother will just endure it.The little monk changed his attitude just now and acted slutty at Yan Jian.
You Yan Jian was speechless by his son like this, and his expression just got a little aggrieved again. You just agreed not to force your mother, but now you turned against each other and you know that you are not a good person.Fortunately, I didn't let you recognize your master, otherwise I would have been despised to death sooner or later.
You are not trustworthy at first. You agreed at first and then only feed me, but now you are back on your word.When the little monk said that his body was slightly raised, he could also see that Yan Jian was indeed in pain and sweating appeared on his forehead. Mom, don’t say that he would recognize his master. If he recognizes his master, you are also my mother. The world is not as big as you. I am not resisting, this is rebellion. During the rebellion period, you have to coax me well.
Yan Jian turned his head and stopped talking. This beast was all fallacies, and he couldn't get any result when he argued with him.
When the little monk saw Yan Jian's silent resistance, he also had a plan in his heart.
My mother has never used her internal strength. Obviously, she has not touched her bottom line. The reason why her mother's attitude is perhaps a kind of persistence in self-esteem, and she does not want to make her performance too despicable.
Maybe I can work harder, so this can be considered as decorating the secret for my mother.
When the little monk thought of this, he suddenly raised his body. Yan Jian originally thought that his son was about to get up. Yan Jian, who thought he had won the battle, was just a little proud. Suddenly, he saw the little monk pushing her down at a faster speed, and twisting in shock.
Little beast, you bully people, I will not suppress you, I will give you a drink.
After Yan Jian said the last word, the little monk's figure stopped above her.
Yan Jian looked at his breasts with lingering fear. If he really suppressed this, he might really scream.
Yan Jian didn’t really want to give the little monk a drink, but her performance today made her a little scared.
I am afraid that I will no longer be majestic in front of the little monk in the future.
Yan Jian thinks that sexual desire can only be a reward, whether to do it or not, must be under your control.
But today's performance far exceeded Yan Jian's expectations, especially when he was in the wooden barrel, he was taken the initiative by this kid.
So Yan Jian wanted to change it later, but when he saw his son's fierce Yan Jian, he was afraid.
The little monk smiled proudly and reached out to untie Yan Jian's bath towel. Yan Jian stopped resisting this time, allowing his huge breasts to be exposed to the air. Although lying on the bed was not as spectacular as usual, the red nipples that were shut down were still tempting.
Yan Jian’s areola and nipples are bigger than normal people, but it’s just right with this breast.
Especially with the little monk's movements, his breasts swayed in the air from time to time. This scene made the little monk's heart full of lust.
Mom, I drank it.The little monk lowered his head and stretched his mouth over.
Drink it. If your mother doesn't let her drink, you probably dare to beat her to death.Yan Jian replied viciously, then closed her eyes. She was very dissatisfied with the result, but her breasts really couldn't hold on. If she wanted to establish her prestige, she had to wait until the matter was resolved.
The little monk held his mother's fat and tender nipples in his mouth, and before he could exert force, he felt the milk flowing out. The little monk knew that his mother must have endured the pain, so he sucked a few times, and then changed to the other side to suck it.
Yan Jian's originally swollen breasts were released in an instant, and a comfortable moan came out of his mouth. His originally somewhat angry face suddenly became soft after seeing the little monk's movements.
After all, it was my own son. I sucked some of them to relieve her pain first. After all, I was afraid that she would feel uncomfortable.
Although it was just a small action, it also represented the son's original intention. At least he was not just to satisfy himself, but to worry about her mother's pain.
Yan Jian fell in love with him. This time his son was not as violent as before. He was not only not violent but also gentle. He even carefully squeezed his breasts.
Perhaps this is the biggest difference between his son and those people. No matter how much he is, he will always know that his first identity is his mother, not his plaything.
The little monk was afraid that his mother would feel uncomfortable and drank a little anxiously. In addition, Yan Jian's milk was too much, so the little monk accidentally choked.
Yan Jian heard the little monk's cough and hurriedly opened his eyes, stretched out his hand and touched the little monk's head.
Drink slowly no one will grab you.Yan Jian didn't take down his hand again.
It’s not that I’m afraid of robbing, I’m afraid that my mother will not feel uncomfortable, so I will not let me drink it.The little monk replied in a speechless manner, and his mouth never stopped.
Yan Jian chuckled after hearing this, and thought to himself that this kid was thinking a lot. If he really didn't obey, he wouldn't let him take a sip.
The little monk drank almost the same from one side, and then changed to the other side. The nipples that were just put in his mouth were instantly exposed.
Yan Jian frowned disgustedly at the saliva on it, and subconsciously took the bath towel to wipe it.
But at this moment, Yan Jian suddenly changed his attention and dragged his breasts to the little monk's face.
With a crisp sound, the little monk raised his head in a daze and saw Yan Jian slapped the little monk with his breast.
This is what you just beat my mother.After Yan Jian said that, before the little monk could react, he dragged his breasts with his hands and slapped the little monk in the face.
The little monk wrinkled his nose, lowered his head and drank again without saying anything, Yan Jian smiled gently and came to his son again.
Yan Jian never thought that he would do such a thing to his son, but now he did not feel too embarrassing and shameful. Yan Jian whipped a few times, but the little monk's face did not change much, but Yan Jian's breasts turned red.
Fortunately, Yan Jian has already laid a lot of breasts, but he doesn't feel any pain.
Just as Yan Jian was about to whip again, a trace of conspiracy flashed in the little monk's eyes, followed by Yan Jian Ah's whine. It turned out that the little monk used internal force on his face, and his white and tender breasts were like they were whipping on a stone. A deep red mark was directly printed on the inside of Yan Jian's breasts.
Can't you still fight?The little monk raised his head and smiled proudly.
Yan Jian subconsciously protected his breasts and then gently put them down.
You are sloppy again.Yan Jian's tone was filled with grievances. He only allowed you to beat your mother, not your mother.
Hey, I'm not convinced. If you don't hit me, I'll hit me.The little monk put his hands in the middle of Yan Jian's chest, then grabbed Yan Jian's breasts with both hands and seemed to slap his face.
Don't stop Yan Jian quickly, and then changed his appearance to be so beautiful. The little girl was not convinced. You, Lord Bai, let the little girl go. The little girl really couldn't bear it today. Besides, you use your internal strength to bully people.
The little lady, a hero, is a good person who knows the times.The little monk proudly clamped his head with Yan Jian's breasts. I will sleep on you tonight. If I wake me up, you will have to receive punishment.After the little monk finished speaking, he actually fell asleep.
Yan Jian glared at him fiercely as he looked at his son. It turned out that the little monk put his thing in her crotch. The child said he could sleep, but she touched and wiped his place from time to time. The feeling made Yan Jian a little crazy.
Yan Jian didn't know when she fell asleep. Anyway, the little monk rolled off her, and then she calmed down and fell asleep slowly.
The next day, Yan Jian opened his eyes and saw the little monk frowning at her. He was shocked and suddenly said: You went down by yourself last night, it was not your mother who brought you down.
Yan Jian's words made the young monk laugh proudly. At this moment, Yan Jian also gave his son anger and turned his back on his face. He was no longer able to blame him. At that moment, he seemed to have really regarded him as his master. He actually took the initiative to explain what happened last night. Could it be that his heart was really caught by this little bastard?
The little monk was very satisfied with his mother's subconscious behavior, but he also knew his mother's knot and quickly explained: Someone said that Nangong Youming wanted to see me. I saw that you were not awake, and I was afraid that getting up would disturb your rest, so I felt a little embarrassed.
Yan Jian nodded as he had the steps. Go quickly. The second son of the Hou family has helped us this time. Since he promised that he must take good care of him.My mother will sleep for a while, and you only went to bed in the middle of the night last night.
Mom, don’t be wronged, I slept too late.The little monk looked innocent, and then stretched out his hand to pinch Yan Jian's breasts, but was blocked by Yan Jian with his hand. The little monk looked at Yan Jian with threat, but was directly ignored by Yan Jian.
The bed sheets under my mother's butt were wet. Could it be that I had a spring dream in the middle of the night last night?Ha ha!
Yan Jian directly slapped the little monk when he heard this, and the little monk hurriedly ran off the bed.
I'll put your clothes here for you, and I'll come back after handling the matter. With you in my child, I really don't want to go anywhere.The little monk put Yan Jian's clothes by the bed and left. Yan Jian gritted his teeth at his back. The water that had been flowing there for half a night was not all caused by this little brat, but now he actually joked about this matter.
The little monk went to Nangong Youming's place. Commander Jiang was standing outside with an anxious look on his face. When he saw the little monk, he hurriedly bowed. His strength had worsened a lot. I don't know how long Miss Su will come here, and she has a high fever since the middle of the night. Moreover, forget it, let's go and take a look.After saying that, Commander Jiang directly opened the military tent, and the young monk walked in without saying much.
Nangong Youming's condition scared the little monk. He had a strange flush on his face, but his body was weak and could not even bow.
Several women who were taking care of her were wiping her body with ice. When they saw the little monk, they hurriedly stopped their movements and saluted. But at this pause, Nangong Youming suddenly let out a hint of moan.
this?Have you fed all the ladies’ medicine?The little monk asked.
As for adults, there is no trauma medicine used by doctors, but it seems that Mrs. Nangong should have been fed aphrodisiacs in this way. She has been like this since last night. If it weren't for using ice to cool down, she would have been arthropods. I wonder if she could withstand it tonight.Commander Jiang lowered his head and replied: Moreover, Mrs. Nangong's lower body is too strong, and even if he finds a man, he may not be able to hold on.
Get out. The little monk cursed angrily, even if she died here, she would not choose to find other men.After saying that, the little monk walked to Mrs. Nangong and tightened the quilt on her body.
Madam must hold on, Su You should be able to come tomorrow, and Zhiyuan still needs your care.If, if my wife really can't hold on, I will take good care of Zhiyuan.
Nangong Youming raised his eyes weakly and nodded at the little monk. Thank you, sir, I will take it. If you really lose your temper, please give me a death. Zhiyuan will ask you to ask me.Nangong Youming's body trembled slightly. She has been using aphrodisiacs recently. At this moment, the young monk, the opposite sex, appeared by his side. If he hadn't had his self-control strong enough, he would have been ugly. Please leave. Sir, please take good care of Zhiyuan and beg for him.
The little monk nodded and left the house. He had just promised that he would take good care of his wife and children. Could it be that he would break his promise?
The little monk walked outside with a frown and suddenly slapped his forehead and walked towards his military tent. How could Su You forget his mother if he wasn't there? There must be a way to suppress it in the realm of Heaven and Humanity.
The little monk ran back hurriedly but saw that he was still lying on the bed.
He didn't bother to say hello, and directly expressed his purpose.
After hearing this, Yan Jian turned around from the bed and faced the little monk and shook his head. Everyone saw that I entered your military tent yesterday and didn't go out. If I didn't show up, others might just think that I had left, but if I walked out here, people would inevitably feel suspicious.Could it be that you want everyone to know that the head of Yujian Pavilion spent the night with you last night?
When the little monk heard this, he scratched his head. This matter was indeed troublesome. When Yan Jian was thinking about the best of both worlds in his heart, he spoke again: I also know her situation. In order to make her feel estrus, Fatty Mu has been using large doses of aphrodisiac as an auxiliary to her. The medicinal properties of the aphrodisiac are very domineering, and they cannot resist it unless they are in the realm of heaven and man.After taking Nangong Youming for so long, the medicinal properties have long been firmly in the bones. Even if Su You comes, it can only relieve it. There will always be an outbreak over time.
Alas, the little monk sighed in frustration. This is no trouble. Is there any good way for the head of the Holy Medical Pavilion? I just agreed to someone else. What should I do if I do this?
Yan Jian suddenly chuckled softly, and the look of looking at the little monk had a different meaning.
What a great opportunity, why don’t you take it carefully? Even if you can hold the beauty back, you can solve Nangong Youming’s spring poison.In the past, I didn’t use this method less, but today’s style is not your style.And afterwards, the orphans and widows have to rely on you to survive. Lord Bai really doesn’t plan to seize this opportunity.
Oh, Mother, the little monk sat down helplessly. When it was already, don’t joke with your son. I just treat her as my sister-in-law in my heart. How could I have other ideas?I promised others that they must do what they want. Jingzhi is my brother. If I do that, I will become a beast.
You are a beast. Yan Jian curled his lips and said, throwing out a bottle at the same time. You drank the best milk last night. This is the remaining little bit. You took it for her to drink it, which can suppress the lustful poison in her body.Also, you are not allowed to tell others, even she herself cannot know.Before Yan Jian finished speaking, the little monk snatched the bottle. When he looked at it again, he could not see Lord Bai.
Yan Jian stretched out from the bed and picked up the clothes. He took a rough look. Except for the lack of pants, Yan Jian was wearing ordinary underwear this time, and the little monk actually made an article on it. Yan Jian was still a little surprised.
After Yan Jian put on his clothes, the little monk ran over.
Thank you, mom, the medicine works very well. I quickly fell asleep after drinking it. Mom made great contributions. What reward do you want?The little monk took a sip of tea and sat next to Yan Jian and spoke.
Yan Jian stood up and left the little monk. Get out, I can’t reward you. I really treat me as your subordinate.Yan Jian said angrily: You give me your pants back, I have to leave. There is still a lot of things in Yujian Pavilion.
Ah The little monk wailed, he was about to leave as soon as he met, can’t my mother stay for a few more days?Isn’t Yanxin there?You don’t have to rush back to Ah this day or two. I won’t give it to you, I will go back if you accompany me for a few more days.
I think you are beautiful, will you continue to be despised by you?Yan Jian curled his lips to the little monk, "Go to my mother, I didn't bring any clothes this time. If you don't feel at a disadvantage, just let my mother leave like this."After Yan Jian finished speaking, he got up and wanted to leave. The little monk lowered his head and sat there with a frustrated look on his face. Yan Jian felt ache when he saw the little monk like this. He knew that his son couldn't bear to leave her, so why did he do something? But he had to deal with some things himself.
Besides, when Su You comes over, Yan Jian doesn't want anyone to see what happened between him and the little monk.
OK, bad boy.Yan Jian walked to the little monk and touched his head. It’s not that my mother is not coming back, but she promised you that she will come to see you for a few days every month. You are still afraid that my mother will lie to you.Besides, the faster my mother arranges other things, the sooner she can find time to accompany you.In the future, my mother’s whereabouts will no longer be hidden from you. You can check any branch of Yujian Pavilion with the token.
The little monk still didn't say anything. Yan Jian was helpless towards the child. She was not afraid of the little monk acting spoiled or getting angry. She was afraid that the son would sit down without saying a word, which made her feel very uncomfortable.
Li Er, don’t be too arrogant. Isn’t the compensation my mother gave you last night enough?Can you still want to make things difficult for your mother?Li Er, obedient.Yan Jian squeezed his son's face and persuaded him.
Mother, I have to think of you every day as you leave.The little monk held Yan Jian's hand and tasted your taste. The other people's things made the child uninterested.Besides, the child really can't bear to leave you, so he likes to stay by your side, even if he doesn't do anything, as long as he can see you, the child is content. I know that everything my mother does is for my own good, and I also know that my mother has a reason to leave, but I.
Li'er Yan Jian hugged the little monk tightly in his arms. Mother knows what you want, and mom is the same. You do those things to mom not because you are so good, but just because you are my son. Mom likes everything you do to mom and is happy. Being able to see you is the greatest satisfaction of mom.Li'er, Mother is also looking forward to that day, so if you work hard, Mother will help you.
Well, the little monk nodded, let’s go, mom, remember to see the child whenever you have time.The little monk said as he took out Yan Jian's pants from the ring, "Mom, put them on, Mom is mine, but you must wrap yourself tightly, and no one can see your body except me.
Little head Yan Jian bounced his son's forehead, took the pants, but hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said again: Mom, tell you something, Queen Han, I have other arrangements. That woman has very average talent. Don't blame her. If you can't let her go, go to her son's place to find her in the future.I will say hello to the Nangong family and I won’t make things difficult for you.
The little monk suddenly raised his head and put it on Yan Jian's breasts. Yan Jian slapped his son and blamed him for being reckless, but the little monk's mind was not there.
What does my mother mean? Why did you make arrangements for me again? You, what are you? Alas.Come on, I know. I know what I promised her to take her by my side. I know. I will make arrangements for this matter.
I blame my mother in my heart.Yan Jian pinched the little monk's face, would you like to relieve your anger?After Yan Jian finished speaking, her face turned red. Although she felt a little shy, she still said it. No matter what, even if the little monk was not satisfied, he chose to obey her intentions. Yan Jian was actually a test. Queen Han could have many endings, but she wanted to see which of her attitude and Queen Han were more important in her son's heart, but the ending seemed quite satisfying to Yan Jian.
The little monk hugged Yan Jian's waist and patted Yan Jian's butt with his hand behind him.
My mother has left, how can I bear to beat you? It’s too late to care for you.Besides, just playing it doesn’t work, and my mother still does whatever she should do.
Yan Jian didn't say anything at all, but when he heard the little monk's last words, he knew that the child still had an objection to his arrangements. Although he didn't say it, he would definitely feel a little uncomfortable.
Bad brat, my mother tells you that your whip will be remembered in your heart.No one can pull out the mother's vaginal fluid. You are the first one. You are a little hero in your mother's heart.Yan Jian said this and took his son's hand off his butt.
OK, Lord Bai, the little girl is leaving. Take good care of yourself and don’t empty your body. If you can’t hold on for too long next time, your mother will laugh at you.
Pam The little monk slapped Yan Jian’s butt, don’t talk big, it was not me who begged for mercy last night. If you don’t agree, let’s try now.
When Yan Jian heard this, he hurriedly hid aside and made a scared expression. Cheng, Cheng, you can do it. Let your mother cry even more fiercely next time.Bad boy, my mother is gone.
Yan Jian's figure disappeared into the military tent.
If you do this, your mother will not care about you anymore.Yan Jian threatened her, but the towel in his hand had gently wiped the little monk's back.
The little monk was threatened by his mother and didn't continue to make trouble. He enjoyed the feeling of being favored by his mother. Yan Jian almost asked for nothing in return for everything he had. This feeling was the most precious in the little monk's opinion.
Only my mother would treat him like this. Others have more or less their own selfishness, which is also the biggest difference between my mother and them.
After Yan Jian rubbed the little monk, he was about to leave, but he saw the little monk suddenly turned around, "Mom, why not let's wash together." The little monk said expectantly: Save a while and then go to fetch water.
The little beast thinks about beauty.Yan Jian refused straightforwardly, "Mom won't wash with you, your washing water is dirty. Besides, if you are adults, how can you wash with your mother?"Yan Jian actually didn't dislike the little monk for being dirty, but she had to find an excuse.
In this way, the little monk Ah shouted in disappointment, and then he laughed again. It was easy to deal with. I thought my mother was embarrassed to take off her clothes. It turned out that she disliked the water was not clean, so I went to fetch a bucket of new water.
You Yan Jian was choked by the little monk's words. Are you only half of your obedience?Then you can't take a bath with your mother when you are adults. Your own sister will not take a bath with your mother, and you are not afraid of others' jokes.
Unfair The little monk continued to insist on his own. My mother had looked at my body, but I hadn't seen her. Also, the child is always a child in your place. Where am I old?My mother said, where am I old?The little monk's face was comparable to a city wall. When he said this, he stood up from the wooden barrel. If Yan Jian hadn't glared at him quickly, he might have shook his big bird to show off.
Don’t tell your mother that she is fair. You might as well stretch out your face and let her slap her a few times.Yan Jian spoke to the little monk pretending to be fierce, but when he thought of his shame just now, his eyes instantly filled with blush.
Who is Lord Bai? After hearing Yan Jian's words, he directly put his face on him.
Even if my mother comes, don’t be polite. Beating is kissing and scolding is love. The more I love it, the more I like it.If my mother still feels unhappy, I will help her take off her clothes with my own hands.The little monk looked like a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water. Anyway, he was thick-skinned, so he could actually give him a few slaps to change the same bath, which was worth it.
Yan Jian lost his temper with his child. He held a towel and threw it like a little monk. He said helplessly: Who did you learn from like a slutty bone? Isn't you afraid of pain? Isn't you afraid of being so thick-skinned? Others are afraid of putting your hands on it?
The little monk sat back into the wooden bucket again, covering the towels on his head, and there was a hint of helplessness in his mouth.
It's such a big room, and I can see everything after my mother washes it by herself. Besides, if I come in again when you wash it, the ending will be the same.Unless my mother doesn’t wash it tonight, but can she bear it?
The little monk's words left Yan Jian speechless. It was true that he said that. After getting into bed, he was still hugged by him. It was just a matter of time.
When the little monk saw Yan Jian silent, he hurriedly continued to persuade: I have not taken a shower with my mother yet. I have never had it since I was a child. Alas, I really envy her Ah, who is hugged by her mother in her arms.
Stop talking about the little bastard. Yan Jian frowned and looked at the little monk, turned his head and left some face for his mother?Yan Jian's words were accustomed to the little monk's suggestion. The little monk was not willing to make a fuss, so he turned around neatly. After a while, he heard the sound of his mother taking off her clothes, and then the sound of water. The little monk laughed.
The little monk smiled for a while and felt that there was no movement. He turned around tentatively and was not scolded by Yan Jian.
The little monk almost burst into bleeding from his nose the moment he turned around. His smooth back and his enchanting slender waist, the most important thing was the peach-like bulge under his waist. Although the Yan Jian was facing the little monk's back, the impact was still irresistible to the little monk.
Yan Jian could feel his son's eyes looking at her jade buttocks hidden in the water. Yan Jian didn't dare to look back, and even did not dare to do too many other moves. He knew his own charm and every move was a temptation. How could his son resist it?
I'll rub my mother's back?The little monk took a deep breath and spoke, Yan Jian did not respond, but the little monk just thought it was acquiescent.
The white towel blocked the little monk's sense of touch, but it still made him feel the elasticity.
The water droplets dripped from the towel seemed to walk through the mirror, sliding across the back of Yan Jian without any resistance, instantly blending with the water in the bucket.
Yan Jian's body tensed a little. She knew that the little monk would not be satisfied with just rubbing his back. Sure enough, the little monk not only rubbed the jade back on the water surface, but also continued to explore the buttocks under the water.
He slowly slid along Yan Jian's spine to the top of the buttocks groove. Yan Jian subconsciously leaned forward a little. The little monk did not give his mother too many opportunities, and directly squeezed into the deep meat groove with a towel.
The Yan Jian, who was attacked again, had no panic in the morning, and the towel in the little monk also squeezed in bit by bit.
Finally, at the tenderest chrysanthemum, Yan Jian felt the roughness of the towel.
Li Er, just wash your own mother there, you won’t need you.Yan Jian spoke with his back to the little monk with weak voice, his tone trembling.
My mother's whip marks are gone.The little monk pulled out his hand but put the towel in the meat groove, then pinched Yan Jian's buttocks and said.
Yan Jian's body trembled slightly, and she whispered softly. When the little monk was washing clothes, she used internal force to melt the traces.
The whip mark is the mark the child gave to his mother. Mom is not good, but who knows who the buttocks belong to without the whip mark?
The little monk's words made Yan Jian a little confused. This child rarely said such explicit words to him, but Yan Jian is no longer the same as before. Not only did he not refute, she even did not bring the towel in the buttocks.
You, are you saying fair?Other women do not have your mark. If, if you give them your mark, your mother will naturally set an example.Yan Jian never thought she could say such a thing, but now she really feels a little relaxed.
Since you have chosen to do that, why should you be reserved?
When the little monk heard this, his eyes lit up, and he squeezed the buttocks in the water and rubbed them. What his mother said was true. If I had put a mark on them, my mother would agree to bring it to herself, right?After saying that, the little monk took out the towel from Yan Jian's buttocks. Seeing Yan Jian's slightly relaxed buttocks, he then repeatedly stuffed them in.
Humph Yan Jian hummed softly, I don’t know if it was against or moaning. Mom has left you with something to recognize your master. If you still feel that it is not enough and want to mark it on your mother’s buttocks, Mom will not object.But my mother thought it was better to look white and clean. Well, Li'er, it was too rough and my mother felt uncomfortable.Yan Jian was a little panting when he said that, his legs gradually clamped, and the pussy under his crotch began to itch again, but this time Yan Jian was not restrained. After all, it was in the water and it was not easy to be seen.
Besides, Yan Jian didn't want to restrain himself, so it was great to let his son see the other side of himself.
My mother thought it was pretty and beautiful, so she kept her body.The little monk took out a towel and threw it aside. Mom tried this thing and saw if it was still uncomfortable?After saying that, the little monk leaned forward with his penis. Yan Jian covered his mouth and clenched his teeth tightly. She didn't want to scream, but the hot and hard thing squeezed into her butt groove as the water slid down.
Yan Jian had no way to invade the ugly thing. No matter how hard he clamped the ass, he could not stop this guy from getting closer to his anus little by little.
Just as the thorns turned around and touched the tender chrysanthemum of Yan Jian, the woman who had been suppressed for a long time finally moaned uncontrollably.
Don't Ah, Li'er, it's not possible. Yan Jian tightly clamped his anus, she wanted to stop the little monk from invading.
I want to fuck my mother's asshole.The little monk said behind his back, and this sentence seemed to have a magic power that made Yan Jian lose himself instantly. Suddenly, the little monk's glans squeezed into the tender chrysanthemum for a minute. Yan Jian's painful cry made the little monk slow down.
It was this opportunity that Yan Jian seemed to have made up a decision, gritted his teeth and raised his hips, allowing the little monk's penis to penetrate into her crotch. Then, Yan Jian clamped his legs, allowing his thick and plump labia majora to tightly press against the little monk's flesh root, and at the same time, his body fell to prevent the little monk from lifting the guy up again.
Of course the little monk refused to give up. Although his fleshy lips gave him infinite pleasure like a small mouth, he still wanted to penetrate into his mother's anus.
The little monk retreated gently, and he wanted to pull it out, but during the pulling process, the pleasure of the thorny scales on the penis slashing across the tight labia slowed down his movements.
Yan Jian was also stimulated to weaken his legs, but she still gritted her teeth and retreated faster until her buttocks hit the little monk's abdomen before stopping.
Li'er, my mother is even more uncomfortable than you!But my mother can't do that, otherwise it will harm you.Today, my mother will use it. Is this the lips on the cunt so that you can enjoy it?The desire in Yan Jian's body was even stronger than that of the little monk, but she had to endure it. Once she was occupied by him, his fragile imperial ladies would collapse in an instant.
Yan Jian did not give the little monk a chance to object. Yan Jian knew that his body was beautiful, even using his plump labia could make him feel a different kind of pleasure, but this was not enough to make up for her debt to her son. She wanted to use her buttocks to hit the little monk's abdomen, so that the little monk could see her lewd movements and feel the ecstasy taste of her tender buttocks.
The little monk was indeed shocked by this feeling. He watched his mother's buttocks hit him without any effort every time, felt the plump labia tightly wrapping his penis, and accepting his punishment in the most delicate place.
Yan Jian's legs twisted gently with his body, and he moaned uncontrollably in his covered mouth. The black hair that was originally wrapped around his head was a little messy, and the originally jade-white neck was also covered with a layer of pink.
The little monk's hands surrounded Yan Jian's buttocks from both sides, and then crossed tightly in front of Yan Jian's pubic bone.
Yan Jian did not resist. Although his body movements were restricted, the little monk had obviously agreed to her conditions.
At this moment, the little monk suddenly started to check in the wooden barrel. Every charge would cause Yan Jian's body to be hit by the edge of the wooden barrel, and the shocking breasts on his chest were pressed tightly on the wall of the barrel.
Yan Jian frowned slightly, and he stretched out his hand to support the wooden barrel wall, hoping to relieve the tenderness in his chest.
However, the little monk's movements became more and more intense, and every hook on the meat stick would make Yan Jian impact the higher point of sexual desire in pain.
Li'er, mom is sorry for you, I can only let you vent this way. Well, be gentle, mom Ah!Yan Jian just said this and found someone to hit her clitoris with the front end of the glans. Now her clitoris has become congested and swollen, which is much more sensitive than usual.
Mom, the child bullies your lust again. Mom said he didn't want it, but her body showed spring feelings everywhere.The little monk's movements became more and more intense.
The little monk wanted to touch his mother's breasts, but as soon as he let go, Yan Jian's body softened. At this moment, she could not clamp her legs tightly. To be honest, if it weren't for the little monk's tight thighs, Yan Jian even felt that she would have taken the initiative to spread her legs and let the little monk penetrate it.
Mom, I want to touch your breasts and see if your nipples are big?The little monk put his hand back on his original position, but he was still thinking about the most beautiful breasts in the world.
Don't let go.Mom has no strength, Ah, Mom’s breasts are hurt by you, don’t worry, Lier, your breasts will only become more and more beautiful.Well, now they all stand up, quickly, almost the size of your thumb, um, my mother's breasts are so swelling, and the bad guy, um, it's all milk.Ah, you are doing something bad again, and your mother's breasts hit the wooden barrel again, and she is so painful about her mother. Li Er, hurry up, do it quickly, my mother really can't stand it anymore, my mother wants to spray water, Ah!Yan Jian changed his style. This stimulation made the little monk's lower body even more fierce. He ignored Yan Jian's feelings at all. The little monk just wanted to experience the pleasure he longed for.
My mother's pussy is so fat, it makes the child feel very comfortable. When I fuck my mother's butt, it is even more comfortable than the bitch of Queen Han. Mom, this water is the smell of your vaginal fluid.Does mom still have to give birth every day now? The child wants to eat breast milk and wants to eat mom's nipples.The little monk's body was filled with water, wetting Yan Jian's hair.
If you like it, just like your mother's pussy. Well, my mother won't compare with Queen Han. Mom is not a bitch. Well, my mother is your mother and it belongs to you. Well, if you want to eat milk, you will eat it. It will be yours in the future. Mom's milk will be kept for you. You can't bite it hard like last time. Mom's loves you. If you want to spoil your mother, it won't hurt you anymore.Well, you have made my mother come out twice today. You, hurry up.Yan Jian's hand was tightly grasping the wooden barrel. When she came just now, she had no strength. The huge breasts on her chest were hit on the wall of the barrel in front again and again. The milk that had already been full was about to be sprayed out.
Li'er, my mother's breasts are so swelling. I want to give up breasts. Li'er, let her mom get rid of them?Yan Jian gritted his teeth and begged.
No, my mother can't waste it, it's not allowed to flow out, and I'll raise my butt up, otherwise my son will fuck my mother's fat pussy.The little monk rejected Yan Jian's request.
No, leave your son, don’t interfere with your mother. Mom, your mother is obedient.Yan Jian was so confused that she pinched her nipples with her hands. No matter how unbearable it was behind her, she would not let her milk flow out.
My mother pinched her nipples and it won’t flow out. Can Li'er be quick?Please, my mother's breasts are about to burst, which is even more uncomfortable than using frankincense.
Mother, you said you are my bitch, just like Queen Han, are my bitch.The little monk made a request.
Yan Jian shook his head stubbornly, No, Mom is your mother, you were born by me, Mom is not your bitch, Mom is different from Queen Han's slut, Well, Yao'er, No, don't hit Mom's lewd beans anymore, the more you stimulate your mother's beautiful breasts, the more uncomfortable you feel.Yan Jian's hand that was pinching his nipples was already a little white, and his pink nipples also showed a dark red color.
The little monk didn't say anything, and every time he hit Yan Jian's clitoris, Kaorshi pushed Yan Jian hard to push the Yan Jian up the wooden barrel.
Yan Jian felt that her two breasts were about to break open by the impact, and the stimulation under her straddle made her milk more and more.
Finally, Yan Jian was defeated by the pain, with a hint of crying in his mouth, "Li'er, mom, mom won't be stubborn with you anymore, Ah, mom's breasts hurt so much, well, Ah.Mom is your bitch, a bitch, Mom is your bitch, just like Mrs. Han, a bitch, a bitch you are arbitrarily despised.Ah.
The young monk smiled proudly, that is, his ability, he would have surrendered long ago if others had been disarmed.
It's too late. From a new story, you are my big tits sow. Also, you are not beautiful breasts, but smelly breasts, frivolous breasts, and the most slutty breasts.You are a more despicable female animal than Queen Han, said.The little monk said as he pushed his mother against the wooden barrel and hit her.
Ah, Ah, Yan Jian wailed in pain, and I said, I said, be gentle, I, Ah, I am your sow, I have smelly tits, slutty tits, the most lewd big tits, it is the ugly one.Ah, I am more despicable than Queen Han, I am a more shameless female animal than her, Ah... Yan Jian only felt a sharp pain in his chest. The little monk pressed her tightly on the wooden barrel from behind, and the penis under his crotch trembled, and all the hot things shot on his clitoris. Yan Jian gritted his teeth and endured the pain, but also gave her a pleasure she had never had before.
The little monk ejaculated comfortably, and his body pressed against his mother slowly softened. He held Yan Jian's hand and wanted to pull Yan Jian into his arms, but just as the little monk leaned back, Yan Jian's body was still motionless.
The little monk could only lean on the wooden barrel by himself, but his feet were still placed on Yan Jian's butt.
Yan Jian's body trembled slightly, and then she cried softly. However, the little monk had not yet come out of that feeling and directly kicked Yan Jian's ass egg with his hand.
Yan Jian's body did not move, and the little monk knew that his mother was probably bullied by him, so he felt wronged.
So he wanted to lean over and say a few good things, but Yan Jian suddenly stood up, wiped tears with one hand, and covered his chest with one hand and went out of the wooden barrel directly.
The little monk was stunned for a moment, but Yan Jian directly found a bath towel and put it on the bed.
The little monk smelled a frankincense at this time and looked down at the water on the place where his mother left, and thought that in the end, my mother sprayed milk.
Yan Jian lies on the bed with the little monk on his back, and then wraps himself tightly with the quilt. The little monk feels a little regretful. He loves this kind of personality as soon as he gets up, because he has been messing with his mother a lot.
Other women may be afraid of themselves and will not resist, but the reason why their mother is patient is because of her love for herself.
But I relied on this love to bully my mother. I think my mother was angry because of this.
The little monk called out to his mother and found that Yan Jian didn't pay attention to him, so he had to come out of the wooden barrel and clean up the surroundings.
The little monk poured the water in his clothes. When he came back, he still didn't respond when he saw Yan Jian, so he could only please him and lean over.
Mom, I was a little impulsive just now. It was all my mother's body that was so beautiful, and the child had no concentration at all.The little monk said as he reached out to lift Yan Jian's quilt. Although Yan Jian was a little rebellious, he was finally lifted by the little monk. He could only hold on to the bath towel on his body and move in.
The little monk sighed, placed his mother's clothes before lying back to the bed.
Mother The little monk stretched out his hand and placed it on Yan Jian's waist. Yan Jian, who had not heard it just now, sobbed softly again. The little monk felt ache in his heart, and his face felt a little guilty. That mother, I will definitely not dare to do it next time. Do you still feel pain?It hurts and gets out the milk.The little monk's hand slowly climbed up Yan Jian's breasts through the bath towel, but was blocked by Yan Jian with his hand.
The little monk had no choice but to hold Yan Jian's hand in his back to force her to turn around.
Yan Jian is no match for the little monk. In a short while, the little monk slapped his body. His delicate face was already covered with tears.
Yan Jian's grievances were all written on his face. The little monk wiped his mother's tears with distress, but found that his mother shed far faster than he did.
Mom, this is a new technique. Extract milk from tears. This method is good. Whenever you cry, I will use my mouth to borrow it.But you can just not pee out your milk.The little monk's bad words almost made Yan Jian laugh, and the corner of his mouth that had just been bent immediately dropped.
The little monk felt a little confident when he saw his mother's reaction. The little monk's hand still wanted to break through the block of Yan Jian, but he would look better when he smiled. It was all because the child was ignorant, but his mother was very talented and could come up with a set of martial arts techniques even if she did something.If there is a tear ranking in the future, my mother will definitely be the first.When the little monk said this, he suddenly felt Yan Jian pinched him hard with his hands, and quickly pretended to be painful and said: Don’t go back, mom, it hurts Ah, it hurts.
You know it hurts, and you know it hurts too.Yan Jian pinched his hands more vigorously, but he had already started talking on his mouth.
You don’t think about how much your mother loves. Do you just want to love your mother to death? Who will still take care of you after you have no mother?
How dare I?The little monk looked aggrieved, I wouldn't have lived without you. Besides, I was quite excited when I looked at my mother. If I really screamed in pain, I wouldn't dare to be so arrogant.
you.You still blame me.Yan Jian's tone was a little annoyed, "Do I dare to shout?"Who knows what you have to do? If you don’t come out, your mother will have to bear it all the time.Woooo, a conscienceless beast, what did you ask your mother to say? Woooooooo!Yan Jian cried out in grievance when he said this.
I was also very happy. I was not very strong when I was slapping you today, so my mother also endured it. I thought I could stand it!When the little monk said that he leaned over to Yan Jian's breasts, "Mom, I'll blow it for you, but it won't hurt if you blow it."
You get up.Yan Jian pushed the little monk's head aside, "Why are you kissing it? It's the smelliest and ugliest in the world. Don't defile your mouth. Don't touch it in the future. Lord Bai is very high-ranking. Mother is just a sow. You, don't touch me, woo!Yan Jian became sadder the more he spoke, and his crying became louder.
Me, oh, I just asked you to say something interesting, but I didn't know that you took it seriously. You are bigger than a sow. No, you are not a sow. Besides, you are scolding yourself and me, you are a sow, I am a sow.The little monk said and learned to scream a few times. Yan Jian really couldn't help it this time and laughed out loud.
You are shameless, I am shameless!If you want to be a pig, you can do it yourself, I won’t do it with you.You are just a beast, you don’t have to be a beast that beats and scolds you.Yan Jian's attitude finally improved a little. Just now, the little monk forced him to say that, Yan Jian was indeed very aggrieved. This kid could be more slander than anyone else, but he was the only person who would not refuse or really resist.
Even if he didn't want to say it, Yan Jian finally said those words. Of course, he had to put on an attitude after he finished speaking, otherwise this kid would definitely be a big deal.
After just finishing it, he didn't coax it, but he also used a sword to hold himself. If he didn't teach him some lessons, how could he torture her next time?
The little monk heard that his mother's tone had improved a lot, so he hurriedly hugged her and patted her. You are right, I am a beast, you don't often call me a little beast, I am a breeding pig or a male dog, wool wool wool wool wool. If you don't want to say it in the future, I will definitely not dare to force you, right?Don't be angry, mom, why don't I go to the ground and roll twice.
When Yan Jian heard this, he held back his smile and took the little monk's hand away from her. Get out of here, call yourself a breeding pig, or indirectly scolding me.I can't control how you slander your women. If you dare to force me to say that again in the future, you will never see me again.Yan Jian suddenly frowned when he said this. Although he had just had a little breasts, he had only had a little breasts, and he felt a little swelling and painful again.
When the little monk saw Yan Jian's expression, he probably guessed it in his heart, gently pushed Yan Jian's body and spoke.: Mom can’t help it anymore, hurry up and don’t hold it in. Look at how sad the child feels so distressed.Besides, I’m a little thirsty, so why don’t I suck it for you.
After the little monk finished speaking, he directly crawled his head into the quilt, but Yan Jian next to him held his ear and pulled him out again.
Don’t be slandered and righteous. If you are thirsty, drink water by yourself. My mother will not give it to you if you feed the dog.
Don't go Ah!The little monk stared at me a little anxiously, and let me drink it in the future if you don’t say it. Besides, I’m a dog, wool, wool, just feed me, just treat it as feeding the dog.The little monk was pulled into the ear by Yan Jian and said with a grin.
Yan Jian slapped his forehead directly after hearing this. He thought it was beautiful, and he wouldn't feed the dog you beat and scolded.Yan Jian was about to get up and get out of bed when he said this. The little monk pressed on her body quickly with his eyes and hands. The already swollen breasts squeezed in the middle. Yan Jian couldn't help but snorted in pain.
You get up and hurt your mother.Yan Jian pinched the little monk hard, and Lord Bai endured the pain while pressing Yan Jian under him.
If I can't afford it, I'll drink it, otherwise my mother will just endure it.The little monk changed his attitude just now and acted slutty at Yan Jian.
You Yan Jian was speechless by his son like this, and his expression just got a little aggrieved again. You just agreed not to force your mother, but now you turned against each other and you know that you are not a good person.Fortunately, I didn't let you recognize your master, otherwise I would have been despised to death sooner or later.
You are not trustworthy at first. You agreed at first and then only feed me, but now you are back on your word.When the little monk said that his body was slightly raised, he could also see that Yan Jian was indeed in pain and sweating appeared on his forehead. Mom, don’t say that he would recognize his master. If he recognizes his master, you are also my mother. The world is not as big as you. I am not resisting, this is rebellion. During the rebellion period, you have to coax me well.
Yan Jian turned his head and stopped talking. This beast was all fallacies, and he couldn't get any result when he argued with him.
When the little monk saw Yan Jian's silent resistance, he also had a plan in his heart.
My mother has never used her internal strength. Obviously, she has not touched her bottom line. The reason why her mother's attitude is perhaps a kind of persistence in self-esteem, and she does not want to make her performance too despicable.
Maybe I can work harder, so this can be considered as decorating the secret for my mother.
When the little monk thought of this, he suddenly raised his body. Yan Jian originally thought that his son was about to get up. Yan Jian, who thought he had won the battle, was just a little proud. Suddenly, he saw the little monk pushing her down at a faster speed, and twisting in shock.
Little beast, you bully people, I will not suppress you, I will give you a drink.
After Yan Jian said the last word, the little monk's figure stopped above her.
Yan Jian looked at his breasts with lingering fear. If he really suppressed this, he might really scream.
Yan Jian didn’t really want to give the little monk a drink, but her performance today made her a little scared.
I am afraid that I will no longer be majestic in front of the little monk in the future.
Yan Jian thinks that sexual desire can only be a reward, whether to do it or not, must be under your control.
But today's performance far exceeded Yan Jian's expectations, especially when he was in the wooden barrel, he was taken the initiative by this kid.
So Yan Jian wanted to change it later, but when he saw his son's fierce Yan Jian, he was afraid.
The little monk smiled proudly and reached out to untie Yan Jian's bath towel. Yan Jian stopped resisting this time, allowing his huge breasts to be exposed to the air. Although lying on the bed was not as spectacular as usual, the red nipples that were shut down were still tempting.
Yan Jian’s areola and nipples are bigger than normal people, but it’s just right with this breast.
Especially with the little monk's movements, his breasts swayed in the air from time to time. This scene made the little monk's heart full of lust.
Mom, I drank it.The little monk lowered his head and stretched his mouth over.
Drink it. If your mother doesn't let her drink, you probably dare to beat her to death.Yan Jian replied viciously, then closed her eyes. She was very dissatisfied with the result, but her breasts really couldn't hold on. If she wanted to establish her prestige, she had to wait until the matter was resolved.
The little monk held his mother's fat and tender nipples in his mouth, and before he could exert force, he felt the milk flowing out. The little monk knew that his mother must have endured the pain, so he sucked a few times, and then changed to the other side to suck it.
Yan Jian's originally swollen breasts were released in an instant, and a comfortable moan came out of his mouth. His originally somewhat angry face suddenly became soft after seeing the little monk's movements.
After all, it was my own son. I sucked some of them to relieve her pain first. After all, I was afraid that she would feel uncomfortable.
Although it was just a small action, it also represented the son's original intention. At least he was not just to satisfy himself, but to worry about her mother's pain.
Yan Jian fell in love with him. This time his son was not as violent as before. He was not only not violent but also gentle. He even carefully squeezed his breasts.
Perhaps this is the biggest difference between his son and those people. No matter how much he is, he will always know that his first identity is his mother, not his plaything.
The little monk was afraid that his mother would feel uncomfortable and drank a little anxiously. In addition, Yan Jian's milk was too much, so the little monk accidentally choked.
Yan Jian heard the little monk's cough and hurriedly opened his eyes, stretched out his hand and touched the little monk's head.
Drink slowly no one will grab you.Yan Jian didn't take down his hand again.
It’s not that I’m afraid of robbing, I’m afraid that my mother will not feel uncomfortable, so I will not let me drink it.The little monk replied in a speechless manner, and his mouth never stopped.
Yan Jian chuckled after hearing this, and thought to himself that this kid was thinking a lot. If he really didn't obey, he wouldn't let him take a sip.
The little monk drank almost the same from one side, and then changed to the other side. The nipples that were just put in his mouth were instantly exposed.
Yan Jian frowned disgustedly at the saliva on it, and subconsciously took the bath towel to wipe it.
But at this moment, Yan Jian suddenly changed his attention and dragged his breasts to the little monk's face.
With a crisp sound, the little monk raised his head in a daze and saw Yan Jian slapped the little monk with his breast.
This is what you just beat my mother.After Yan Jian said that, before the little monk could react, he dragged his breasts with his hands and slapped the little monk in the face.
The little monk wrinkled his nose, lowered his head and drank again without saying anything, Yan Jian smiled gently and came to his son again.
Yan Jian never thought that he would do such a thing to his son, but now he did not feel too embarrassing and shameful. Yan Jian whipped a few times, but the little monk's face did not change much, but Yan Jian's breasts turned red.
Fortunately, Yan Jian has already laid a lot of breasts, but he doesn't feel any pain.
Just as Yan Jian was about to whip again, a trace of conspiracy flashed in the little monk's eyes, followed by Yan Jian Ah's whine. It turned out that the little monk used internal force on his face, and his white and tender breasts were like they were whipping on a stone. A deep red mark was directly printed on the inside of Yan Jian's breasts.
Can't you still fight?The little monk raised his head and smiled proudly.
Yan Jian subconsciously protected his breasts and then gently put them down.
You are sloppy again.Yan Jian's tone was filled with grievances. He only allowed you to beat your mother, not your mother.
Hey, I'm not convinced. If you don't hit me, I'll hit me.The little monk put his hands in the middle of Yan Jian's chest, then grabbed Yan Jian's breasts with both hands and seemed to slap his face.
Don't stop Yan Jian quickly, and then changed his appearance to be so beautiful. The little girl was not convinced. You, Lord Bai, let the little girl go. The little girl really couldn't bear it today. Besides, you use your internal strength to bully people.
The little lady, a hero, is a good person who knows the times.The little monk proudly clamped his head with Yan Jian's breasts. I will sleep on you tonight. If I wake me up, you will have to receive punishment.After the little monk finished speaking, he actually fell asleep.
Yan Jian glared at him fiercely as he looked at his son. It turned out that the little monk put his thing in her crotch. The child said he could sleep, but she touched and wiped his place from time to time. The feeling made Yan Jian a little crazy.
Yan Jian didn't know when she fell asleep. Anyway, the little monk rolled off her, and then she calmed down and fell asleep slowly.
The next day, Yan Jian opened his eyes and saw the little monk frowning at her. He was shocked and suddenly said: You went down by yourself last night, it was not your mother who brought you down.
Yan Jian's words made the young monk laugh proudly. At this moment, Yan Jian also gave his son anger and turned his back on his face. He was no longer able to blame him. At that moment, he seemed to have really regarded him as his master. He actually took the initiative to explain what happened last night. Could it be that his heart was really caught by this little bastard?
The little monk was very satisfied with his mother's subconscious behavior, but he also knew his mother's knot and quickly explained: Someone said that Nangong Youming wanted to see me. I saw that you were not awake, and I was afraid that getting up would disturb your rest, so I felt a little embarrassed.
Yan Jian nodded as he had the steps. Go quickly. The second son of the Hou family has helped us this time. Since he promised that he must take good care of him.My mother will sleep for a while, and you only went to bed in the middle of the night last night.
Mom, don’t be wronged, I slept too late.The little monk looked innocent, and then stretched out his hand to pinch Yan Jian's breasts, but was blocked by Yan Jian with his hand. The little monk looked at Yan Jian with threat, but was directly ignored by Yan Jian.
The bed sheets under my mother's butt were wet. Could it be that I had a spring dream in the middle of the night last night?Ha ha!
Yan Jian directly slapped the little monk when he heard this, and the little monk hurriedly ran off the bed.
I'll put your clothes here for you, and I'll come back after handling the matter. With you in my child, I really don't want to go anywhere.The little monk put Yan Jian's clothes by the bed and left. Yan Jian gritted his teeth at his back. The water that had been flowing there for half a night was not all caused by this little brat, but now he actually joked about this matter.
The little monk went to Nangong Youming's place. Commander Jiang was standing outside with an anxious look on his face. When he saw the little monk, he hurriedly bowed. His strength had worsened a lot. I don't know how long Miss Su will come here, and she has a high fever since the middle of the night. Moreover, forget it, let's go and take a look.After saying that, Commander Jiang directly opened the military tent, and the young monk walked in without saying much.
Nangong Youming's condition scared the little monk. He had a strange flush on his face, but his body was weak and could not even bow.
Several women who were taking care of her were wiping her body with ice. When they saw the little monk, they hurriedly stopped their movements and saluted. But at this pause, Nangong Youming suddenly let out a hint of moan.
this?Have you fed all the ladies’ medicine?The little monk asked.
As for adults, there is no trauma medicine used by doctors, but it seems that Mrs. Nangong should have been fed aphrodisiacs in this way. She has been like this since last night. If it weren't for using ice to cool down, she would have been arthropods. I wonder if she could withstand it tonight.Commander Jiang lowered his head and replied: Moreover, Mrs. Nangong's lower body is too strong, and even if he finds a man, he may not be able to hold on.
Get out. The little monk cursed angrily, even if she died here, she would not choose to find other men.After saying that, the little monk walked to Mrs. Nangong and tightened the quilt on her body.
Madam must hold on, Su You should be able to come tomorrow, and Zhiyuan still needs your care.If, if my wife really can't hold on, I will take good care of Zhiyuan.
Nangong Youming raised his eyes weakly and nodded at the little monk. Thank you, sir, I will take it. If you really lose your temper, please give me a death. Zhiyuan will ask you to ask me.Nangong Youming's body trembled slightly. She has been using aphrodisiacs recently. At this moment, the young monk, the opposite sex, appeared by his side. If he hadn't had his self-control strong enough, he would have been ugly. Please leave. Sir, please take good care of Zhiyuan and beg for him.
The little monk nodded and left the house. He had just promised that he would take good care of his wife and children. Could it be that he would break his promise?
The little monk walked outside with a frown and suddenly slapped his forehead and walked towards his military tent. How could Su You forget his mother if he wasn't there? There must be a way to suppress it in the realm of Heaven and Humanity.
The little monk ran back hurriedly but saw that he was still lying on the bed.
He didn't bother to say hello, and directly expressed his purpose.
After hearing this, Yan Jian turned around from the bed and faced the little monk and shook his head. Everyone saw that I entered your military tent yesterday and didn't go out. If I didn't show up, others might just think that I had left, but if I walked out here, people would inevitably feel suspicious.Could it be that you want everyone to know that the head of Yujian Pavilion spent the night with you last night?
When the little monk heard this, he scratched his head. This matter was indeed troublesome. When Yan Jian was thinking about the best of both worlds in his heart, he spoke again: I also know her situation. In order to make her feel estrus, Fatty Mu has been using large doses of aphrodisiac as an auxiliary to her. The medicinal properties of the aphrodisiac are very domineering, and they cannot resist it unless they are in the realm of heaven and man.After taking Nangong Youming for so long, the medicinal properties have long been firmly in the bones. Even if Su You comes, it can only relieve it. There will always be an outbreak over time.
Alas, the little monk sighed in frustration. This is no trouble. Is there any good way for the head of the Holy Medical Pavilion? I just agreed to someone else. What should I do if I do this?
Yan Jian suddenly chuckled softly, and the look of looking at the little monk had a different meaning.
What a great opportunity, why don’t you take it carefully? Even if you can hold the beauty back, you can solve Nangong Youming’s spring poison.In the past, I didn’t use this method less, but today’s style is not your style.And afterwards, the orphans and widows have to rely on you to survive. Lord Bai really doesn’t plan to seize this opportunity.
Oh, Mother, the little monk sat down helplessly. When it was already, don’t joke with your son. I just treat her as my sister-in-law in my heart. How could I have other ideas?I promised others that they must do what they want. Jingzhi is my brother. If I do that, I will become a beast.
You are a beast. Yan Jian curled his lips and said, throwing out a bottle at the same time. You drank the best milk last night. This is the remaining little bit. You took it for her to drink it, which can suppress the lustful poison in her body.Also, you are not allowed to tell others, even she herself cannot know.Before Yan Jian finished speaking, the little monk snatched the bottle. When he looked at it again, he could not see Lord Bai.
Yan Jian stretched out from the bed and picked up the clothes. He took a rough look. Except for the lack of pants, Yan Jian was wearing ordinary underwear this time, and the little monk actually made an article on it. Yan Jian was still a little surprised.
After Yan Jian put on his clothes, the little monk ran over.
Thank you, mom, the medicine works very well. I quickly fell asleep after drinking it. Mom made great contributions. What reward do you want?The little monk took a sip of tea and sat next to Yan Jian and spoke.
Yan Jian stood up and left the little monk. Get out, I can’t reward you. I really treat me as your subordinate.Yan Jian said angrily: You give me your pants back, I have to leave. There is still a lot of things in Yujian Pavilion.
Ah The little monk wailed, he was about to leave as soon as he met, can’t my mother stay for a few more days?Isn’t Yanxin there?You don’t have to rush back to Ah this day or two. I won’t give it to you, I will go back if you accompany me for a few more days.
I think you are beautiful, will you continue to be despised by you?Yan Jian curled his lips to the little monk, "Go to my mother, I didn't bring any clothes this time. If you don't feel at a disadvantage, just let my mother leave like this."After Yan Jian finished speaking, he got up and wanted to leave. The little monk lowered his head and sat there with a frustrated look on his face. Yan Jian felt ache when he saw the little monk like this. He knew that his son couldn't bear to leave her, so why did he do something? But he had to deal with some things himself.
Besides, when Su You comes over, Yan Jian doesn't want anyone to see what happened between him and the little monk.
OK, bad boy.Yan Jian walked to the little monk and touched his head. It’s not that my mother is not coming back, but she promised you that she will come to see you for a few days every month. You are still afraid that my mother will lie to you.Besides, the faster my mother arranges other things, the sooner she can find time to accompany you.In the future, my mother’s whereabouts will no longer be hidden from you. You can check any branch of Yujian Pavilion with the token.
The little monk still didn't say anything. Yan Jian was helpless towards the child. She was not afraid of the little monk acting spoiled or getting angry. She was afraid that the son would sit down without saying a word, which made her feel very uncomfortable.
Li Er, don’t be too arrogant. Isn’t the compensation my mother gave you last night enough?Can you still want to make things difficult for your mother?Li Er, obedient.Yan Jian squeezed his son's face and persuaded him.
Mother, I have to think of you every day as you leave.The little monk held Yan Jian's hand and tasted your taste. The other people's things made the child uninterested.Besides, the child really can't bear to leave you, so he likes to stay by your side, even if he doesn't do anything, as long as he can see you, the child is content. I know that everything my mother does is for my own good, and I also know that my mother has a reason to leave, but I.
Li'er Yan Jian hugged the little monk tightly in his arms. Mother knows what you want, and mom is the same. You do those things to mom not because you are so good, but just because you are my son. Mom likes everything you do to mom and is happy. Being able to see you is the greatest satisfaction of mom.Li'er, Mother is also looking forward to that day, so if you work hard, Mother will help you.
Well, the little monk nodded, let’s go, mom, remember to see the child whenever you have time.The little monk said as he took out Yan Jian's pants from the ring, "Mom, put them on, Mom is mine, but you must wrap yourself tightly, and no one can see your body except me.
Little head Yan Jian bounced his son's forehead, took the pants, but hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said again: Mom, tell you something, Queen Han, I have other arrangements. That woman has very average talent. Don't blame her. If you can't let her go, go to her son's place to find her in the future.I will say hello to the Nangong family and I won’t make things difficult for you.
The little monk suddenly raised his head and put it on Yan Jian's breasts. Yan Jian slapped his son and blamed him for being reckless, but the little monk's mind was not there.
What does my mother mean? Why did you make arrangements for me again? You, what are you? Alas.Come on, I know. I know what I promised her to take her by my side. I know. I will make arrangements for this matter.
I blame my mother in my heart.Yan Jian pinched the little monk's face, would you like to relieve your anger?After Yan Jian finished speaking, her face turned red. Although she felt a little shy, she still said it. No matter what, even if the little monk was not satisfied, he chose to obey her intentions. Yan Jian was actually a test. Queen Han could have many endings, but she wanted to see which of her attitude and Queen Han were more important in her son's heart, but the ending seemed quite satisfying to Yan Jian.
The little monk hugged Yan Jian's waist and patted Yan Jian's butt with his hand behind him.
My mother has left, how can I bear to beat you? It’s too late to care for you.Besides, just playing it doesn’t work, and my mother still does whatever she should do.
Yan Jian didn't say anything at all, but when he heard the little monk's last words, he knew that the child still had an objection to his arrangements. Although he didn't say it, he would definitely feel a little uncomfortable.
Bad brat, my mother tells you that your whip will be remembered in your heart.No one can pull out the mother's vaginal fluid. You are the first one. You are a little hero in your mother's heart.Yan Jian said this and took his son's hand off his butt.
OK, Lord Bai, the little girl is leaving. Take good care of yourself and don’t empty your body. If you can’t hold on for too long next time, your mother will laugh at you.
Pam The little monk slapped Yan Jian’s butt, don’t talk big, it was not me who begged for mercy last night. If you don’t agree, let’s try now.
When Yan Jian heard this, he hurriedly hid aside and made a scared expression. Cheng, Cheng, you can do it. Let your mother cry even more fiercely next time.Bad boy, my mother is gone.
Yan Jian's figure disappeared into the military tent.
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