Entering the room, Yang Haocheng threw Cai Ying onto the bed. Through the soft and soft material she was wearing, Yang Haocheng grabbed her round and plump breasts, feeling extremely slippery, full of impressive tightness and elasticity.
If the pair of milk films of an ordinary woman are filled with eight-point full of milk, the two balls of milk must be filled with thick and smooth butterfly juice, which is strong and flexible, and it is even smoother through the fabric, so it can't help but rub it hard.
Cai Ying seemed to have expected Yang Haocheng to do this early in the morning, but he didn't say anything and closed his eyes and let him make trouble.
Yang Hao admitted that she was unmoved at all, and became even more angry. She was not so tempting to make her sensitive breasts unable to bear the ravage, and her face turned pale because of the pain. She bit her lips and refused to exhale the pain, but her tears couldn't help but slide down.
Yang Hao admitted that she was still resisting and was very excited. He grabbed the breast ball with both hands and pinched it hard. Cai Ying let out a whimpering cry, and he felt his left breast relax and his palm slowly arc down the lower edge of his breast. The feeling of light touch made her tremble all over, and an unspeakable pleasure and impulse arise in her body.
You must hate me from the bottom of your heart!Yang Haocheng gently stroked her chest and said slightly: If you hate me, just scream loudly!
Cai Ying was trembling, but his whole body began to heat up, his head was dizzy, and he couldn't help but clamp his legs, rubbing his legs slightly, and the warm feeling gradually became plump.
Although the taste is subtle and hard to describe, Cai Ying didn't understand why he had such signs of spring romance in such an ugly and shameful occasion. Is it equivalent to admitting that he is a slut, from the bottom of his heart?
Thinking of this, although her body was hot, her vest was sweating coldly.
Suddenly, her feet chilled, and she opened her eyes in fear. Seeing Yang Haocheng throwing off her red embroidered boots, rudely pulling off her silk stockings, and was about to take off the white silk thinness on her lower body...
In fact, the pants in the women's lower skirts were crotchless. You could directly see their private parts. Women only wrapped a cotton towel when their menstruation came. Usually, the spring scenery in their skirts was exposed, and they were naked without any cover. This is of course a traditional legacy of the feudal era when men were superior to women. In order to facilitate men to have fun, they could do things by turning up the skirts, even the gorgeous palace outfits.
However, women in the world are no longer as good as women who stay at home. For the convenience of walking and fighting, they usually wear crotch pants, and the waist is particularly high, with thin straps tied around their waists, wearing shirts and waistbands, and wrapping their tops. The trousers will not fall off during the fight, and there is no risk of spring leakage.
Yang Hao was shocked when he saw Cai Ying's eyes were very frightened, but he felt a little proud. Seeing the cold and arrogant woman was scared, he always felt a little proud for men.
She grabbed her legs, spread them apart, reached out to pull her crotch, and suddenly with a bang, the door was knocked open!
stop!
Cai Ying's heart was shocked, and suddenly a glimmer of hope surged, and then fell into the abyss again, finally unable to help but twitch his shoulders.
It turned out that the person who broke in was nothing but Ye Ruling who had just met her.
Yang Haocheng felt a chill, let go of Cai Ying, and sighed: Ling'er, you are really the wrong time!
Ye Ruling said slightly: Husband, I know you don’t want me to disturb you good things, but I must do this, otherwise you will make us sisters unable to raise our heads and be human.
Yang Haocheng said: Do you think I will insult your identity when doing this?
It’s your identity, husband... Ling Xuezhen walked in at the same time.
No matter what, you are our respected husband. We can accept what you did to us in the past, but now you should not treat a injured woman like this!Daobai watched the faint saying.
Huang Zizhen said even more excitedly: You are always our most proud husband, but this woman will ruin your image in our hearts...
More and more people came in from outside, and they looked at Yang Haocheng one by one, as if waiting for him to make a choice!
Yang Haocheng waved his hand and said: Ling'er, have you ever thought about it?This woman wants to kill you!
Ye Ruling said slightly: Husband, you know better than anyone else, she can't kill anyone.She did that just to anger us and let us give her a happy ending!
Yang Haocheng sighed: It seems that I was wrong.
Ling Xuezhen stepped forward and said: You are not wrong, what is wrong is just your temporary confusion!
Yang Haocheng stood up, turned around and left, saying: She will leave it to you, I'll leave first.
Huang Zizhen caught up and said: Husband, where are you going?
Yang Haocheng said: I want to be alone and quiet.
Yang Haocheng locked himself in the room for nearly a day, and he didn't even have dinner with Zhu Nu. He was like he was in seclusion. In fact, he had no intention of being angry or blaming Zhu Nu, nor was he intentionally neglecting his wives. He was reflecting on his absurd behavior over the past few days. He felt that he could no longer stand his demonic control, and became more and more aggressive when facing women, especially strange women.
This is a dangerous signal. If Ye Ruling hadn't been hit by the blow today, she would have done something that her wife regarded as a beast.
Yang Haocheng thought that there were enough beautiful wives and concubines around him, and even if he had fewer harems, he would not suffer any losses. Qixia Villa is so big and the environment is good. In addition, living here for a lifetime in the prosperous capital is worthy of his trip to the tenth century AD.
Maybe there is no such kind of rape woman who can do whatever she wants, but the current wife is enough to be happy enough for me.
Why do you have to be hated by God and become an unbearable object? People live for happiness, but their own happiness cannot be imposed on others...
Twist!!
Just as Yang Haocheng was constantly reflecting, there was another light knock on the door outside!I don’t know how many times this is, but he didn’t take it seriously anyway, but after he figured it out, he stood up and opened the door!
The person who came was Wang Yuyan's mother, Mrs. Wang. This woman with the same charm as Wang Yuyan was already on the willows. However, after taking a shower, Mrs. Wang was wearing a gauze robe, and a faint fragrance of a woman floated out of her delicate body, which made Yang Haocheng feel as if he was crazy and his soul drifted.
Mrs. Wang was wearing a pink translucent nightgown, not wearing the bra that Yang Haocheng introduced and created from the 21st century. The two fat and plump breasts were closely attached to the translucent nightgown, and were clearly revealed, especially the two nipples as big as grapes, which were even more fascinating.
Looking down, Mrs. Wang's legs were slightly opened, her nightgown was lifted, and the top of the silk translucent underwear was black, which was very beautiful and sexy. It made Yang Haocheng's hair stand up all over his body, and the big baby under his crotch also swelled up.
Husband... Mrs. Wang didn't expect that so many sisters could not knock on the door. She opened it with such a light knock on her. She couldn't help but feel excited and almost couldn't speak.
Yang Haocheng brought Mrs. Wang into the room and said slightly: Baby, what's wrong with you?Looks nervous?
Mrs. Wang Jiaoni said: Sisters are all worried about you... They have all been here, but they didn't expect me...
So lucky, right?Yang Haocheng hugged her and pressed her tender breasts with his broad chest.
Mrs. Wang was so hot that she said slightly: In fact, the sisters are also considering their husbands. There is no need to be a young and ignorant yellow-haired girl...
Stop saying it, I can understand what you think!Yang Haocheng hugged Mrs. Wang tightly into his arms and said gently: Baby, let your husband kiss you.As he said that, he kissed Mrs. Wang's beautiful face and charming cherry lips affectionately.
Mrs. Wang was moved to show her fragrant lips and gave him the pleasure of her tongue. Yang Hao kissed her, without considering her hand, and lifted her nightgown.
Mrs. Wang couldn't help it, and hugged Yang Haocheng tightly with both hands, straightened her body and pressed against him, twisted her waist and fat buttocks, and shouted: Husband, carry me to the bed...go!
Yang Haocheng then picked up Mrs. Wang with both hands and said gently: Baby, let me compensate you well.
I waited early in the morning... Mrs. Wang said shyly and slutty, and the crimson blush reflected on her pretty face, which was very charming!
Yang Haocheng put Mrs. Wang on the bed, took off all his clothes and pants first, and then took off Mrs. Wang's nightgown and underwear.
The beauty in front of her is really dazzling, like frost and snow, her delicate original skin, a concave and concave figure, and her delicate jade body, without any extra fat. She is almost forty, and she doesn't look like a milf at all. Instead, she is like a young woman in her early twenties, and her figure is so graceful that Yang Haocheng couldn't help but sigh that she is really blessed.
A gentle spring love before the play, Mrs. Wang was already panting under Yang Haocheng's teasing.
When Yang Haocheng saw Mrs. Wang's expression, he knew it was time.
So he stood up and pushed the cart in the posture of an old man, pushing his cart with all his strength!
Ah～～!Mrs. Wang was hit and her face was blushed, her spring feelings were filled with tears, and she screamed in a delicate voice!
Yang Haocheng was aroused by Mrs. Wang's lustful attitude, and his blood was rushing forward with all his strength!
Mrs. Wang felt so comfortable that she was floating in her soul and her soul was faint, and she hugged her hands and feet tighter. She screamed, swayed and thrust her like a rest. Yang Haocheng was so excited that he was crazy, and he was really like a wild horse galloping. He hugged Mrs. Wang tightly, and used all his strength to hit Mrs. Wang's heart like raindrops...
Ah... Husband... You took my life... Mrs. Wang suddenly screamed, and her twitched and bleeded. She loosened her hands and legs, and she fell on the bed, and her whole body was paralyzed.
Mrs. Wang was exhausted at this time. Where did she go through such a storm and a battle in her heart?
Floods of flooding flowed outward, flowing along their fat buttocks onto the bed sheets, wet a large area.
If the pair of milk films of an ordinary woman are filled with eight-point full of milk, the two balls of milk must be filled with thick and smooth butterfly juice, which is strong and flexible, and it is even smoother through the fabric, so it can't help but rub it hard.
Cai Ying seemed to have expected Yang Haocheng to do this early in the morning, but he didn't say anything and closed his eyes and let him make trouble.
Yang Hao admitted that she was unmoved at all, and became even more angry. She was not so tempting to make her sensitive breasts unable to bear the ravage, and her face turned pale because of the pain. She bit her lips and refused to exhale the pain, but her tears couldn't help but slide down.
Yang Hao admitted that she was still resisting and was very excited. He grabbed the breast ball with both hands and pinched it hard. Cai Ying let out a whimpering cry, and he felt his left breast relax and his palm slowly arc down the lower edge of his breast. The feeling of light touch made her tremble all over, and an unspeakable pleasure and impulse arise in her body.
You must hate me from the bottom of your heart!Yang Haocheng gently stroked her chest and said slightly: If you hate me, just scream loudly!
Cai Ying was trembling, but his whole body began to heat up, his head was dizzy, and he couldn't help but clamp his legs, rubbing his legs slightly, and the warm feeling gradually became plump.
Although the taste is subtle and hard to describe, Cai Ying didn't understand why he had such signs of spring romance in such an ugly and shameful occasion. Is it equivalent to admitting that he is a slut, from the bottom of his heart?
Thinking of this, although her body was hot, her vest was sweating coldly.
Suddenly, her feet chilled, and she opened her eyes in fear. Seeing Yang Haocheng throwing off her red embroidered boots, rudely pulling off her silk stockings, and was about to take off the white silk thinness on her lower body...
In fact, the pants in the women's lower skirts were crotchless. You could directly see their private parts. Women only wrapped a cotton towel when their menstruation came. Usually, the spring scenery in their skirts was exposed, and they were naked without any cover. This is of course a traditional legacy of the feudal era when men were superior to women. In order to facilitate men to have fun, they could do things by turning up the skirts, even the gorgeous palace outfits.
However, women in the world are no longer as good as women who stay at home. For the convenience of walking and fighting, they usually wear crotch pants, and the waist is particularly high, with thin straps tied around their waists, wearing shirts and waistbands, and wrapping their tops. The trousers will not fall off during the fight, and there is no risk of spring leakage.
Yang Hao was shocked when he saw Cai Ying's eyes were very frightened, but he felt a little proud. Seeing the cold and arrogant woman was scared, he always felt a little proud for men.
She grabbed her legs, spread them apart, reached out to pull her crotch, and suddenly with a bang, the door was knocked open!
stop!
Cai Ying's heart was shocked, and suddenly a glimmer of hope surged, and then fell into the abyss again, finally unable to help but twitch his shoulders.
It turned out that the person who broke in was nothing but Ye Ruling who had just met her.
Yang Haocheng felt a chill, let go of Cai Ying, and sighed: Ling'er, you are really the wrong time!
Ye Ruling said slightly: Husband, I know you don’t want me to disturb you good things, but I must do this, otherwise you will make us sisters unable to raise our heads and be human.
Yang Haocheng said: Do you think I will insult your identity when doing this?
It’s your identity, husband... Ling Xuezhen walked in at the same time.
No matter what, you are our respected husband. We can accept what you did to us in the past, but now you should not treat a injured woman like this!Daobai watched the faint saying.
Huang Zizhen said even more excitedly: You are always our most proud husband, but this woman will ruin your image in our hearts...
More and more people came in from outside, and they looked at Yang Haocheng one by one, as if waiting for him to make a choice!
Yang Haocheng waved his hand and said: Ling'er, have you ever thought about it?This woman wants to kill you!
Ye Ruling said slightly: Husband, you know better than anyone else, she can't kill anyone.She did that just to anger us and let us give her a happy ending!
Yang Haocheng sighed: It seems that I was wrong.
Ling Xuezhen stepped forward and said: You are not wrong, what is wrong is just your temporary confusion!
Yang Haocheng stood up, turned around and left, saying: She will leave it to you, I'll leave first.
Huang Zizhen caught up and said: Husband, where are you going?
Yang Haocheng said: I want to be alone and quiet.
Yang Haocheng locked himself in the room for nearly a day, and he didn't even have dinner with Zhu Nu. He was like he was in seclusion. In fact, he had no intention of being angry or blaming Zhu Nu, nor was he intentionally neglecting his wives. He was reflecting on his absurd behavior over the past few days. He felt that he could no longer stand his demonic control, and became more and more aggressive when facing women, especially strange women.
This is a dangerous signal. If Ye Ruling hadn't been hit by the blow today, she would have done something that her wife regarded as a beast.
Yang Haocheng thought that there were enough beautiful wives and concubines around him, and even if he had fewer harems, he would not suffer any losses. Qixia Villa is so big and the environment is good. In addition, living here for a lifetime in the prosperous capital is worthy of his trip to the tenth century AD.
Maybe there is no such kind of rape woman who can do whatever she wants, but the current wife is enough to be happy enough for me.
Why do you have to be hated by God and become an unbearable object? People live for happiness, but their own happiness cannot be imposed on others...
Twist!!
Just as Yang Haocheng was constantly reflecting, there was another light knock on the door outside!I don’t know how many times this is, but he didn’t take it seriously anyway, but after he figured it out, he stood up and opened the door!
The person who came was Wang Yuyan's mother, Mrs. Wang. This woman with the same charm as Wang Yuyan was already on the willows. However, after taking a shower, Mrs. Wang was wearing a gauze robe, and a faint fragrance of a woman floated out of her delicate body, which made Yang Haocheng feel as if he was crazy and his soul drifted.
Mrs. Wang was wearing a pink translucent nightgown, not wearing the bra that Yang Haocheng introduced and created from the 21st century. The two fat and plump breasts were closely attached to the translucent nightgown, and were clearly revealed, especially the two nipples as big as grapes, which were even more fascinating.
Looking down, Mrs. Wang's legs were slightly opened, her nightgown was lifted, and the top of the silk translucent underwear was black, which was very beautiful and sexy. It made Yang Haocheng's hair stand up all over his body, and the big baby under his crotch also swelled up.
Husband... Mrs. Wang didn't expect that so many sisters could not knock on the door. She opened it with such a light knock on her. She couldn't help but feel excited and almost couldn't speak.
Yang Haocheng brought Mrs. Wang into the room and said slightly: Baby, what's wrong with you?Looks nervous?
Mrs. Wang Jiaoni said: Sisters are all worried about you... They have all been here, but they didn't expect me...
So lucky, right?Yang Haocheng hugged her and pressed her tender breasts with his broad chest.
Mrs. Wang was so hot that she said slightly: In fact, the sisters are also considering their husbands. There is no need to be a young and ignorant yellow-haired girl...
Stop saying it, I can understand what you think!Yang Haocheng hugged Mrs. Wang tightly into his arms and said gently: Baby, let your husband kiss you.As he said that, he kissed Mrs. Wang's beautiful face and charming cherry lips affectionately.
Mrs. Wang was moved to show her fragrant lips and gave him the pleasure of her tongue. Yang Hao kissed her, without considering her hand, and lifted her nightgown.
Mrs. Wang couldn't help it, and hugged Yang Haocheng tightly with both hands, straightened her body and pressed against him, twisted her waist and fat buttocks, and shouted: Husband, carry me to the bed...go!
Yang Haocheng then picked up Mrs. Wang with both hands and said gently: Baby, let me compensate you well.
I waited early in the morning... Mrs. Wang said shyly and slutty, and the crimson blush reflected on her pretty face, which was very charming!
Yang Haocheng put Mrs. Wang on the bed, took off all his clothes and pants first, and then took off Mrs. Wang's nightgown and underwear.
The beauty in front of her is really dazzling, like frost and snow, her delicate original skin, a concave and concave figure, and her delicate jade body, without any extra fat. She is almost forty, and she doesn't look like a milf at all. Instead, she is like a young woman in her early twenties, and her figure is so graceful that Yang Haocheng couldn't help but sigh that she is really blessed.
A gentle spring love before the play, Mrs. Wang was already panting under Yang Haocheng's teasing.
When Yang Haocheng saw Mrs. Wang's expression, he knew it was time.
So he stood up and pushed the cart in the posture of an old man, pushing his cart with all his strength!
Ah～～!Mrs. Wang was hit and her face was blushed, her spring feelings were filled with tears, and she screamed in a delicate voice!
Yang Haocheng was aroused by Mrs. Wang's lustful attitude, and his blood was rushing forward with all his strength!
Mrs. Wang felt so comfortable that she was floating in her soul and her soul was faint, and she hugged her hands and feet tighter. She screamed, swayed and thrust her like a rest. Yang Haocheng was so excited that he was crazy, and he was really like a wild horse galloping. He hugged Mrs. Wang tightly, and used all his strength to hit Mrs. Wang's heart like raindrops...
Ah... Husband... You took my life... Mrs. Wang suddenly screamed, and her twitched and bleeded. She loosened her hands and legs, and she fell on the bed, and her whole body was paralyzed.
Mrs. Wang was exhausted at this time. Where did she go through such a storm and a battle in her heart?
Floods of flooding flowed outward, flowing along their fat buttocks onto the bed sheets, wet a large area.
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