Han Yuliang's first reaction was over.He broke out in a cold sweat and subconsciously thought that the little evil star would probably be so embarrassed that he would be so angry that he would silence all those who witnessed her scene.
Then the bloody pestle is not flowing?
There are so many people in the venue today, even if S.D.G comes, can’t hold on to such a big deal, right?
But soon, he realized that he was thinking too much.
The sudden stop of music only made Yi Linling feel helpless.
And the energetic Qisa Jiang's smile was still brilliant. After only less than two seconds of pause, she sang the song and continued the dance.
When singing, the 16th Night Blood Wine cannot hear the astringency of Chinese speaking. It is not only smooth, but also very nice.
But she was not familiar with the song Yi Linling selected and could not remember the lyrics, so she used a sorry smile and humming and whistle.
Immediately afterwards, she adjusted the dance movements, jumped naturally to the edge of the stage, raised her hands in the interlude, and mobilized the audience's emotions with her playful step movements.
Yi Linling did not stand there like a fool all the time.
But after she realized it, she was shaken by the dazzling professional idol. Only then did she figure out what to do and hurriedly acted with her.
At this point, it doesn't matter whether the music is restored or not. In the song that quickly became a chorus, they successfully finished the dance.
Han Yuliang asked Ren Qingyu to wait in place and glanced around the backstage.
A young girl in a scallop was being scolded by another person pointing at the nose, and two girls in dance uniforms were whispering by the other step where they could go to the stage.
For a moment, he couldn't tell whether this was a performance accident or someone was interfering with it.
Anyway, his impression of the Sixteen Nights of Blood Wine naturally corrected a lot.
The next two songs are solo dances specially added to Qisa Chan. Needless to say, the effect of the show is enough to double the pressure of all performers waiting to appear in the future.
Yi Linling went to the backstage to change the appearance of the gentleman who was Cang Xingshi, slipped to Han Yuliang, jumped, sat on his shoulder and admired happily, twisted his ears gently, and lowered his head and said: Do you think that when today's video is online, will an agency blew the phone I left behind?
Won't.Han Yuliang grabbed her slender calf, stroked the smooth white stockings above the leather boots ambiguously, and answered confidently.
Why Ah?Her performance is completely different. Whenever a star explorer sees it, he has to try to dig it out, right?
He smiled and said: Your performance has been marked by S.D.G. I promise that no agency dares to contact you.Videos posted online will probably be restricted.Sixteen Nights…it is impossible to be a public figure anymore.
Yi Linling pursed her rosy little mouth, scratched his hair a few times, and said unhappily: Then she is not very pity?I could clearly feel that she is Ah who truly loves singing and dancing.
Han Yuliang looked at the 16 Nights of Blood Wine that seemed to be glowing, and felt a sense of sadness for no reason. I guess this is what their gang often said, the so-called...the price of saving the world.
He curled his lips. If the price of saving the world is that it must be forgotten and living as an invisible person, he can't even do what he likes to do the most. Why do you think this world is broken, why do you want to save it?
This is what I said... Little thief, most people live in this world and it is difficult for them to be as irresistible as you in the past.You may not be able to understand the way you live in the past, but what if you follow the present?If you don’t save the world, Chunying will die, Tingting will die, we will all die, and you will be a wasteful and lewd life with us will never be possible. Then... you will pay some price to save the world, don’t you think about it at all?
I... Han Yuliang clenched a little unconsciously, making her unable to help kicking him with her heel, it depends on the price he paid.
But he actually knew in his heart that if there was a day, he... would probably be like these reinforcement eligible people, and he would not have enough time to consider the cost.
He finally knew why some records in the middle of the Hidden Dragon Treasure always implied that if you want to become a real strong man, you have to be free of worries.
Yi Linling supported his elbows on his head and murmured: Heroes should enjoy flowers and applause, right?
It's hard to say.Han Yuliang sighed softly, some people like to spit on heroes.Not to mention... These heroes are monsters in a sense.
He didn't finish his words, and the second half was swallowed back into his stomach.
The more reinforcement eligible people he has been exposed to, the more sympathetic he will be.
After all, qualified people do not rely on hard work to realize their talents like him to gain advanced martial arts step by step.
Superpowers falling from the sky and powerful superpowers attached to negative emotions are undoubtedly a devastating change to the mentality of ordinary people.
Like the Sixteen Nights of Blood Wine, if it is symbolized by the fact that the frozen age does not grow any longer, when she gains her abilities, Dingtian is just a Japanese girl who has just entered middle school.
Ye Chunying's parents looked like they were young girls under 20 years old. Even the old-fashioned smoke gun like Eagle and the depressed widow like Tokutanna Boko were no more than thirty.
Just from the video materials I saw and the remains of huge monsters in the snow and ice in the north, Han Yuliang could guess how tragic the battle was.
But those who survived not only did not receive the honor they took for granted, but were also deliberately hidden in the long river of history.
However, Han Yuliang's sympathy is far less abundant than Yi Linling.
Because most of the dangers he encountered were related to qualified people, either directly as enemies of qualified people, or as the consequences of serum discharge from qualified people.
More importantly, there were more qualified people in this world who had not survived.
The group of heroes represented by Ye Chunying's parents were almost nothing left.
The 16th night of blood wine can also relax and dance occasionally, and even the eagle can smoke his cigarette every day, while their comrades and comrades, even clues of their existence are difficult to find.
Yi Linling's head moved his mind elsewhere, twisted his ears, and lowered his head and said: Little thief, if you have the chance, you should reward your sister Ah, which can be regarded as helping the world reward heroes.
Han Yuliang patted her calves, and after sacrificing everything to save the world at the Sixteenth Night, you will reward her with a cowherd, right?
Well... She tilted her head and smiled, this is the best cowherd in the world.At most I would give her a reward for service and give her the whole person, but I couldn't make the decision.
After a few jokes, the 16th night of bloody wine ended and walked to the backstage.
The subsequent programs have nothing to do with them, and no one else is interested except Yi Linling. When Cui Xingshi, who was dressed up properly, they left the crowd.
Yi Linling had no choice but to reluctantly get off Han Yuliang and snatch it a few steps to meet it.
Yi Linling didn't think there was anything to hide, so she nodded and said: Well, but don't say it out loud, you also know that he has caused some trouble recently...
韩玉梁耳力过人，自然知道这边在说什么，当即大步一迈，胳膊一揽，将易霖铃搂到身边，笑道： 我们还要转转，没别的事儿，我们就先走了。Less with you.
If you insist on saying it, it is more beautiful than anything else.
But because of the calm and cute appearance, it will not arouse the same-sex arouse the aggression of the same-sex.
The only problem is that you must stubbornly explain wherever you go and don’t be treated as a sister.
On the way back after the show ended, Han Yuliang couldn't help asking: On the 16th night, other women are eager to grow old. They buy so many skin care products and layers of filters just to pretend to be young. Why can't you listen to others calling you little sister?
Because I'm not young.Sixteen Night Blood Wine slowed down and retreated to his side, turned his face to the side, and said seriously, "Li Guantong called me sister, I won't deny it."But she doesn't like to scream that way.
Yi Linling was already extremely fascinated by the inspiring plot of being an idol on part-time basis, so she immediately asked indirectly.
Han Yuliang followed the boat and asked a few questions, thinking that it was not a bad thing for Li Wantong to know more.
Miss Mayor's purifying flames is widely used and powerful. Considering the possibility of encountering super opponents in the future, it is necessary to establish a good relationship.
If you are lucky enough to get into bed, your strength may be improved even more, and your confidence in Yuan Shuxian will increase a little.
However, there are too few words about the Sixteen Nights of Blood Wine.I don’t know if she doesn’t want to mention it or if there is really nothing to say.
At Yi Linling's suggestion, the group went to have a barbecue for dinner.
The only thing she didn't like was the Sixteen Nights Blood Wine. For the sake of her sister's appetite, Yi Linling took a taxi to buy her the signature cake from the most famous bakery in the local area.
Fortunately, they wanted a single room, otherwise, a pair of exquisite and beautiful little girls like dolls, one holding a kebab and eating a lot of kebabs, and the other fighting alone to eliminate the entire double-layer cake, which would definitely attract countless people to look at each other.
Ren Qingyu was very happy.She had a little more appetite during the meal than Yi Linling, so she didn't have to feel that she was eating too much.
After eating at 80% full, Yi Linling took out the red wine he bought with the cake from the bag and opened it with a smile.
After taking a sip with a slight smile, Shiliu Ye Bloody Wine gently shook the wine glass, looking at the scarlet juice inside, and dazed out of sight.
Yi Linling wiped his mouth, leaned against Han Yuliang, and whispered: Han thief, how do you feel tonight?Are Dandan so nervous?
Why did you ask about this?He held a beer glass to drink red wine that was probably not cheap, and while wasting his resources, he said casually, "Are you afraid that I will attack you at night?"
She shook her head, hugged his arm and whispered: I don't think the pajama party is enough...
Han Yuliang closed his eyes and evaluated himself.
Although the summer festival saw many young and lively bodies and had a feast for a while, the girls' makeup styles were mostly similar. After seeing too much, they were dazzled and could not remember them carefully. They were not as good as Ren Qingyu trying out the ShwGirl wearing a veil on the booth, at least there was a very impressive figure there; secondly, Han Yuliang was upset because of this trouble that could not be solved for the time being, and his emotional enthusiasm was far less than that of physically physically, and he was not as good as he had to have a promiscuous night.
And, to be fair, Lu Xueqian, who had just let go of herself that night, really had a little bit of beauty. The rare bit of charm was enough for him to savor for a few days.
He patted Yi Linling's head and smiled: Don't worry, I have no problem here.You guys have a good relationship, but it is not a bad thing to me.
Yes, yes, the home is stable and the entry and exit are safe.
Yi Linling smiled and drank a sip of wine. He wanted to marry nine wives like Tang Bohu. The most perfect state was that eight people played mahjong in two tables, and the one left to accompany the bed.
Going back with a little drunkenness, he bought a lot of snacks and a bottle of red wine on the way. Ren Qingyu looked at Yi Linling with excitement, looked at Han Yuliang who was smiling and silent, and couldn't help but come over and said: Yuliang, did she forget to help you...
No, it's not just right for me to help when I need it.
He raised his eyebrows and said, the theoretical best solution for this is to help me soothe when I am so hungry that I can't help it, so that I can't waste precious freshness.
She thoughtfully, took a few steps and said softly: At that time, you must say it.
Don't worry, what else can I hide from you?Maybe I felt so tired in the middle of the night, so I touched your bed.
Ren Qingyu's eyes waving and said calmly: OK, I won't lock the door, I'll wait for you.
I don’t know if there is anything I don’t want Han Yuliang to hear. The pajama party that night was not in the room directly above, but turned to the bedroom of the Sixteen Nights of Bloody Wine in the corner.
Since this is the case, he didn't have any interest in forcibly eavesdropping. After taking a shower early, he took out his mobile phone and computer to play games and surf the Internet to practice qigong and relax in one-stop.
However, due to his recent condition, he didn't dare to go back to his office server to watch movies.
By ten o'clock in the evening, a noise came from the room upstairs. It seemed that the pajama party was over and Ren Qingyu returned to the house to rest.
Han Yuliang finished his exercise and exhaled, lay on the bed and looked at the ceiling, recalling Ren Qingyu's Hell Blowing Snow, and today's Mèi and unrevealed game version of Kundao outfit, unconsciously feeling a faint warmth in his lower abdomen.
The physiological hunger and thirst were indeed accumulated very quickly. He had a little lustful thought, and the penis under his crotch swelled up like an inflatable, pushing up the thin casual shorts almost like a thrust.
Would it be too early to go to the night attack?He hesitated for a moment, put his hand into his crotch, adjusted his position, intending to endure it a little.
Unexpectedly, he heard Yi Linling's voice and was whispering to Ren Qingyu: You don't need us to help tonight, so you... can't you really try it with me?
The voice was sixty-slightly drunk and filled with infinite charm, as if she had any intention of Ren Qingyu.
Yi Linling, I have told you that I am not interested in grinding a mirror and eating.
Ren Qingyu's tone was not firm, and it seemed that he was aroused by the drunkenness. Why didn't you go to find Lu Xueqian?
I'm not Lala.
Yi Linling said coquettishly, I just thought, we are all planning to have COS sisters. When the thief flies together, we will inevitably have to have fun together. It’s nothing, right?
This... what is this to adapt in advance... You, don't mess with me... Ren Qingyu sounded a little panicked, and I wonder if the timid little girl took action directly.
Why isn't this called adapting in advance? The sisters Tornado and Chuxue have a special CP feeling. I have seen many authors who write about Lily Communicators, who write taboo love stories for them... Moreover, my sisters are all attacking...
What kind of male and female...I'm not familiar with each other...
Han Yuliang pricked up his ears, and listening to Ren Qingyu's messy breath and almost moaning, his cock couldn't help but jump and pushed back to the position of the previous tent.
Oh, it’s Lalari’s attack, I’m not very familiar with it… Maybe it’s called TP?Anyway...it's what I meant to take the initiative.You can get into the role early... Chuxue, no wonder you are so weak, your body... is too vulgar and sensitive.
Where, where!Ren Qingyu obviously is not very used to this role-playing, but after hesitating for a while, he still reluctantly said, "I think... you are the one who is lustful, sister."
oh?Hahaha, then, let me try your dirty breasts...
Don't... The weak sound of the air clearly symbolizes the defeat of resistance.
Han Yuliang sat up, and whether it was the surging desire in his body at this moment or the professional dignity of being a traitor, he was driving him to leave the soft bed and head to the big and small gentle village that overlapped upstairs.
He rushed to the door of the bedroom on the second floor in two steps, and heard Ren Qingyu's moans suddenly rise in the room, and became a little uncontrollable.
Um~~Yeah~~Ah!
He took a deep breath, pressed his hand on the door, pushed it away gently, and then stunned.
There was a chair placed beside the bed inside the door.
On the bed, Yi Linling raised his feet and his toes and leaned down on his lying on his shoulders. His small black high heels swayed, and his green wig was scattered on his shoulders.
She was looking at her phone, and the screen seemed to be a fan of the lace-themed one.
Ren Qingyu sat on the chair, holding her elbows with her hands, and her round thighs wrapped in black silk on her shoulders overlapped each other, and the side slits revealed the delicate lace that was slightly eaten into the meat.
She looked at the opened door, cleared her throat, put away the vivid erect moans that had just passed, and smiled and said: Hello, the male protagonist is here, what is the script for the next scene?
Han Yuliang hooked his underwear that he had just taken off before pushing the door, and held the door frame and said helplessly: What is this gameplay?Two female heroes.
Yi Linling turned off the screen of her phone, stuffed it under the pillow, turned over and sat up, raised her red face and said: This is the theme of the book I just read today.The general content is that the Tornado and the Chuxue sisters drank some wine and suddenly became interested. They comforted each other and found that they were unable to satisfy them. They used their dirty moans to attract the unlucky male protagonist, and worked together... to squeeze him dry.
His Adam's apple rolled, and his eyes landed back and forth on both legs.
The two of them, which was as smooth and close as yoga pants, was far more seductive than being exposed directly, and at this moment they both deliberately put on the most seductive posture.
Yi Linling's legs were thin, white and straight, and his small high heels wearing a tornado were lying on his side and stretching out his foot. Any old erotic embryo would salivate when he saw it.
Ren Qingyu's slightly fleshy thighs are the best choice for supporting lace suspenders and black stockings.
She was not wearing shoes yet, and the calf on her knees shook gently, her toes shaking intentionally or unintentionally in the direction of his crotch, without having to show off her proud breasts. It was already charming to sit like this.
In the face of such a erotic and seductive scene, Han Yuliang couldn't free up any space in his mind to write the so-called script.
He just wanted to go over and lie down and give them the only keyword he noticed just now: Come on, squeeze me dry.
Seeing him walking over, Ren Qingyu raised his feet in a very good way, stretched out his plump and slender legs, and gently rubbed his penis under his crotch, saying softly: Sister, the prey he attracted this time is of great quality... Look, it is longer than mine... Can you eat your figure?
Yi Linling immediately switched to role-playing mode, raised her chin proudly, moved to the edge of the bed and pinched Han Yuliang's nipples, rubbed her and said with a smile: Do you think that as the strongest hero, I can't even handle such an ordinary human stinky cock?You are still weak, so you need to worry more.
They both threw away their lines and had not delayed their affairs yet.
One of them leaned against the chair and raised his feet, wrapped in black stockings and rubbed around the body of the stick, and from time to time he went around to rub his tight scrotum.
The other one used his hands together and released his true energy, making the two nipples soft and soft, making his back numb.
There was a flash of excited and demonic light in Ren Qingyu's eyes, so thin that large pieces of flesh-colored stockings kept moving against the penis. Ordinary women would get sore muscles after teasing like this, but she could use internal strength to help her, applying the slim and smearing the mucus from the glans on the soles of her feet, slipping and clamping it up.
She looked at Yi Linling's rippling mood, her lips curled up unconsciously, and said in a slightly clumsy acting skill: Sister, maybe I am not your opponent in the fight, but in the bed, the weak will never be me.
Her feet flew like flowers, and she moved her hands to the top of her plump breasts, and pushed and rubbed them through the fabric, feeling intoxicated, and murmured: This...but I'm the same thing as in the end... I'm confident...
Then the bloody pestle is not flowing?
There are so many people in the venue today, even if S.D.G comes, can’t hold on to such a big deal, right?
But soon, he realized that he was thinking too much.
The sudden stop of music only made Yi Linling feel helpless.
And the energetic Qisa Jiang's smile was still brilliant. After only less than two seconds of pause, she sang the song and continued the dance.
When singing, the 16th Night Blood Wine cannot hear the astringency of Chinese speaking. It is not only smooth, but also very nice.
But she was not familiar with the song Yi Linling selected and could not remember the lyrics, so she used a sorry smile and humming and whistle.
Immediately afterwards, she adjusted the dance movements, jumped naturally to the edge of the stage, raised her hands in the interlude, and mobilized the audience's emotions with her playful step movements.
Yi Linling did not stand there like a fool all the time.
But after she realized it, she was shaken by the dazzling professional idol. Only then did she figure out what to do and hurriedly acted with her.
At this point, it doesn't matter whether the music is restored or not. In the song that quickly became a chorus, they successfully finished the dance.
Han Yuliang asked Ren Qingyu to wait in place and glanced around the backstage.
A young girl in a scallop was being scolded by another person pointing at the nose, and two girls in dance uniforms were whispering by the other step where they could go to the stage.
For a moment, he couldn't tell whether this was a performance accident or someone was interfering with it.
Anyway, his impression of the Sixteen Nights of Blood Wine naturally corrected a lot.
The next two songs are solo dances specially added to Qisa Chan. Needless to say, the effect of the show is enough to double the pressure of all performers waiting to appear in the future.
Yi Linling went to the backstage to change the appearance of the gentleman who was Cang Xingshi, slipped to Han Yuliang, jumped, sat on his shoulder and admired happily, twisted his ears gently, and lowered his head and said: Do you think that when today's video is online, will an agency blew the phone I left behind?
Won't.Han Yuliang grabbed her slender calf, stroked the smooth white stockings above the leather boots ambiguously, and answered confidently.
Why Ah?Her performance is completely different. Whenever a star explorer sees it, he has to try to dig it out, right?
He smiled and said: Your performance has been marked by S.D.G. I promise that no agency dares to contact you.Videos posted online will probably be restricted.Sixteen Nights…it is impossible to be a public figure anymore.
Yi Linling pursed her rosy little mouth, scratched his hair a few times, and said unhappily: Then she is not very pity?I could clearly feel that she is Ah who truly loves singing and dancing.
Han Yuliang looked at the 16 Nights of Blood Wine that seemed to be glowing, and felt a sense of sadness for no reason. I guess this is what their gang often said, the so-called...the price of saving the world.
He curled his lips. If the price of saving the world is that it must be forgotten and living as an invisible person, he can't even do what he likes to do the most. Why do you think this world is broken, why do you want to save it?
This is what I said... Little thief, most people live in this world and it is difficult for them to be as irresistible as you in the past.You may not be able to understand the way you live in the past, but what if you follow the present?If you don’t save the world, Chunying will die, Tingting will die, we will all die, and you will be a wasteful and lewd life with us will never be possible. Then... you will pay some price to save the world, don’t you think about it at all?
I... Han Yuliang clenched a little unconsciously, making her unable to help kicking him with her heel, it depends on the price he paid.
But he actually knew in his heart that if there was a day, he... would probably be like these reinforcement eligible people, and he would not have enough time to consider the cost.
He finally knew why some records in the middle of the Hidden Dragon Treasure always implied that if you want to become a real strong man, you have to be free of worries.
Yi Linling supported his elbows on his head and murmured: Heroes should enjoy flowers and applause, right?
It's hard to say.Han Yuliang sighed softly, some people like to spit on heroes.Not to mention... These heroes are monsters in a sense.
He didn't finish his words, and the second half was swallowed back into his stomach.
The more reinforcement eligible people he has been exposed to, the more sympathetic he will be.
After all, qualified people do not rely on hard work to realize their talents like him to gain advanced martial arts step by step.
Superpowers falling from the sky and powerful superpowers attached to negative emotions are undoubtedly a devastating change to the mentality of ordinary people.
Like the Sixteen Nights of Blood Wine, if it is symbolized by the fact that the frozen age does not grow any longer, when she gains her abilities, Dingtian is just a Japanese girl who has just entered middle school.
Ye Chunying's parents looked like they were young girls under 20 years old. Even the old-fashioned smoke gun like Eagle and the depressed widow like Tokutanna Boko were no more than thirty.
Just from the video materials I saw and the remains of huge monsters in the snow and ice in the north, Han Yuliang could guess how tragic the battle was.
But those who survived not only did not receive the honor they took for granted, but were also deliberately hidden in the long river of history.
However, Han Yuliang's sympathy is far less abundant than Yi Linling.
Because most of the dangers he encountered were related to qualified people, either directly as enemies of qualified people, or as the consequences of serum discharge from qualified people.
More importantly, there were more qualified people in this world who had not survived.
The group of heroes represented by Ye Chunying's parents were almost nothing left.
The 16th night of blood wine can also relax and dance occasionally, and even the eagle can smoke his cigarette every day, while their comrades and comrades, even clues of their existence are difficult to find.
Yi Linling's head moved his mind elsewhere, twisted his ears, and lowered his head and said: Little thief, if you have the chance, you should reward your sister Ah, which can be regarded as helping the world reward heroes.
Han Yuliang patted her calves, and after sacrificing everything to save the world at the Sixteenth Night, you will reward her with a cowherd, right?
Well... She tilted her head and smiled, this is the best cowherd in the world.At most I would give her a reward for service and give her the whole person, but I couldn't make the decision.
After a few jokes, the 16th night of bloody wine ended and walked to the backstage.
The subsequent programs have nothing to do with them, and no one else is interested except Yi Linling. When Cui Xingshi, who was dressed up properly, they left the crowd.
Yi Linling had no choice but to reluctantly get off Han Yuliang and snatch it a few steps to meet it.
Yi Linling didn't think there was anything to hide, so she nodded and said: Well, but don't say it out loud, you also know that he has caused some trouble recently...
韩玉梁耳力过人，自然知道这边在说什么，当即大步一迈，胳膊一揽，将易霖铃搂到身边，笑道： 我们还要转转，没别的事儿，我们就先走了。Less with you.
If you insist on saying it, it is more beautiful than anything else.
But because of the calm and cute appearance, it will not arouse the same-sex arouse the aggression of the same-sex.
The only problem is that you must stubbornly explain wherever you go and don’t be treated as a sister.
On the way back after the show ended, Han Yuliang couldn't help asking: On the 16th night, other women are eager to grow old. They buy so many skin care products and layers of filters just to pretend to be young. Why can't you listen to others calling you little sister?
Because I'm not young.Sixteen Night Blood Wine slowed down and retreated to his side, turned his face to the side, and said seriously, "Li Guantong called me sister, I won't deny it."But she doesn't like to scream that way.
Yi Linling was already extremely fascinated by the inspiring plot of being an idol on part-time basis, so she immediately asked indirectly.
Han Yuliang followed the boat and asked a few questions, thinking that it was not a bad thing for Li Wantong to know more.
Miss Mayor's purifying flames is widely used and powerful. Considering the possibility of encountering super opponents in the future, it is necessary to establish a good relationship.
If you are lucky enough to get into bed, your strength may be improved even more, and your confidence in Yuan Shuxian will increase a little.
However, there are too few words about the Sixteen Nights of Blood Wine.I don’t know if she doesn’t want to mention it or if there is really nothing to say.
At Yi Linling's suggestion, the group went to have a barbecue for dinner.
The only thing she didn't like was the Sixteen Nights Blood Wine. For the sake of her sister's appetite, Yi Linling took a taxi to buy her the signature cake from the most famous bakery in the local area.
Fortunately, they wanted a single room, otherwise, a pair of exquisite and beautiful little girls like dolls, one holding a kebab and eating a lot of kebabs, and the other fighting alone to eliminate the entire double-layer cake, which would definitely attract countless people to look at each other.
Ren Qingyu was very happy.She had a little more appetite during the meal than Yi Linling, so she didn't have to feel that she was eating too much.
After eating at 80% full, Yi Linling took out the red wine he bought with the cake from the bag and opened it with a smile.
After taking a sip with a slight smile, Shiliu Ye Bloody Wine gently shook the wine glass, looking at the scarlet juice inside, and dazed out of sight.
Yi Linling wiped his mouth, leaned against Han Yuliang, and whispered: Han thief, how do you feel tonight?Are Dandan so nervous?
Why did you ask about this?He held a beer glass to drink red wine that was probably not cheap, and while wasting his resources, he said casually, "Are you afraid that I will attack you at night?"
She shook her head, hugged his arm and whispered: I don't think the pajama party is enough...
Han Yuliang closed his eyes and evaluated himself.
Although the summer festival saw many young and lively bodies and had a feast for a while, the girls' makeup styles were mostly similar. After seeing too much, they were dazzled and could not remember them carefully. They were not as good as Ren Qingyu trying out the ShwGirl wearing a veil on the booth, at least there was a very impressive figure there; secondly, Han Yuliang was upset because of this trouble that could not be solved for the time being, and his emotional enthusiasm was far less than that of physically physically, and he was not as good as he had to have a promiscuous night.
And, to be fair, Lu Xueqian, who had just let go of herself that night, really had a little bit of beauty. The rare bit of charm was enough for him to savor for a few days.
He patted Yi Linling's head and smiled: Don't worry, I have no problem here.You guys have a good relationship, but it is not a bad thing to me.
Yes, yes, the home is stable and the entry and exit are safe.
Yi Linling smiled and drank a sip of wine. He wanted to marry nine wives like Tang Bohu. The most perfect state was that eight people played mahjong in two tables, and the one left to accompany the bed.
Going back with a little drunkenness, he bought a lot of snacks and a bottle of red wine on the way. Ren Qingyu looked at Yi Linling with excitement, looked at Han Yuliang who was smiling and silent, and couldn't help but come over and said: Yuliang, did she forget to help you...
No, it's not just right for me to help when I need it.
He raised his eyebrows and said, the theoretical best solution for this is to help me soothe when I am so hungry that I can't help it, so that I can't waste precious freshness.
She thoughtfully, took a few steps and said softly: At that time, you must say it.
Don't worry, what else can I hide from you?Maybe I felt so tired in the middle of the night, so I touched your bed.
Ren Qingyu's eyes waving and said calmly: OK, I won't lock the door, I'll wait for you.
I don’t know if there is anything I don’t want Han Yuliang to hear. The pajama party that night was not in the room directly above, but turned to the bedroom of the Sixteen Nights of Bloody Wine in the corner.
Since this is the case, he didn't have any interest in forcibly eavesdropping. After taking a shower early, he took out his mobile phone and computer to play games and surf the Internet to practice qigong and relax in one-stop.
However, due to his recent condition, he didn't dare to go back to his office server to watch movies.
By ten o'clock in the evening, a noise came from the room upstairs. It seemed that the pajama party was over and Ren Qingyu returned to the house to rest.
Han Yuliang finished his exercise and exhaled, lay on the bed and looked at the ceiling, recalling Ren Qingyu's Hell Blowing Snow, and today's Mèi and unrevealed game version of Kundao outfit, unconsciously feeling a faint warmth in his lower abdomen.
The physiological hunger and thirst were indeed accumulated very quickly. He had a little lustful thought, and the penis under his crotch swelled up like an inflatable, pushing up the thin casual shorts almost like a thrust.
Would it be too early to go to the night attack?He hesitated for a moment, put his hand into his crotch, adjusted his position, intending to endure it a little.
Unexpectedly, he heard Yi Linling's voice and was whispering to Ren Qingyu: You don't need us to help tonight, so you... can't you really try it with me?
The voice was sixty-slightly drunk and filled with infinite charm, as if she had any intention of Ren Qingyu.
Yi Linling, I have told you that I am not interested in grinding a mirror and eating.
Ren Qingyu's tone was not firm, and it seemed that he was aroused by the drunkenness. Why didn't you go to find Lu Xueqian?
I'm not Lala.
Yi Linling said coquettishly, I just thought, we are all planning to have COS sisters. When the thief flies together, we will inevitably have to have fun together. It’s nothing, right?
This... what is this to adapt in advance... You, don't mess with me... Ren Qingyu sounded a little panicked, and I wonder if the timid little girl took action directly.
Why isn't this called adapting in advance? The sisters Tornado and Chuxue have a special CP feeling. I have seen many authors who write about Lily Communicators, who write taboo love stories for them... Moreover, my sisters are all attacking...
What kind of male and female...I'm not familiar with each other...
Han Yuliang pricked up his ears, and listening to Ren Qingyu's messy breath and almost moaning, his cock couldn't help but jump and pushed back to the position of the previous tent.
Oh, it’s Lalari’s attack, I’m not very familiar with it… Maybe it’s called TP?Anyway...it's what I meant to take the initiative.You can get into the role early... Chuxue, no wonder you are so weak, your body... is too vulgar and sensitive.
Where, where!Ren Qingyu obviously is not very used to this role-playing, but after hesitating for a while, he still reluctantly said, "I think... you are the one who is lustful, sister."
oh?Hahaha, then, let me try your dirty breasts...
Don't... The weak sound of the air clearly symbolizes the defeat of resistance.
Han Yuliang sat up, and whether it was the surging desire in his body at this moment or the professional dignity of being a traitor, he was driving him to leave the soft bed and head to the big and small gentle village that overlapped upstairs.
He rushed to the door of the bedroom on the second floor in two steps, and heard Ren Qingyu's moans suddenly rise in the room, and became a little uncontrollable.
Um~~Yeah~~Ah!
He took a deep breath, pressed his hand on the door, pushed it away gently, and then stunned.
There was a chair placed beside the bed inside the door.
On the bed, Yi Linling raised his feet and his toes and leaned down on his lying on his shoulders. His small black high heels swayed, and his green wig was scattered on his shoulders.
She was looking at her phone, and the screen seemed to be a fan of the lace-themed one.
Ren Qingyu sat on the chair, holding her elbows with her hands, and her round thighs wrapped in black silk on her shoulders overlapped each other, and the side slits revealed the delicate lace that was slightly eaten into the meat.
She looked at the opened door, cleared her throat, put away the vivid erect moans that had just passed, and smiled and said: Hello, the male protagonist is here, what is the script for the next scene?
Han Yuliang hooked his underwear that he had just taken off before pushing the door, and held the door frame and said helplessly: What is this gameplay?Two female heroes.
Yi Linling turned off the screen of her phone, stuffed it under the pillow, turned over and sat up, raised her red face and said: This is the theme of the book I just read today.The general content is that the Tornado and the Chuxue sisters drank some wine and suddenly became interested. They comforted each other and found that they were unable to satisfy them. They used their dirty moans to attract the unlucky male protagonist, and worked together... to squeeze him dry.
His Adam's apple rolled, and his eyes landed back and forth on both legs.
The two of them, which was as smooth and close as yoga pants, was far more seductive than being exposed directly, and at this moment they both deliberately put on the most seductive posture.
Yi Linling's legs were thin, white and straight, and his small high heels wearing a tornado were lying on his side and stretching out his foot. Any old erotic embryo would salivate when he saw it.
Ren Qingyu's slightly fleshy thighs are the best choice for supporting lace suspenders and black stockings.
She was not wearing shoes yet, and the calf on her knees shook gently, her toes shaking intentionally or unintentionally in the direction of his crotch, without having to show off her proud breasts. It was already charming to sit like this.
In the face of such a erotic and seductive scene, Han Yuliang couldn't free up any space in his mind to write the so-called script.
He just wanted to go over and lie down and give them the only keyword he noticed just now: Come on, squeeze me dry.
Seeing him walking over, Ren Qingyu raised his feet in a very good way, stretched out his plump and slender legs, and gently rubbed his penis under his crotch, saying softly: Sister, the prey he attracted this time is of great quality... Look, it is longer than mine... Can you eat your figure?
Yi Linling immediately switched to role-playing mode, raised her chin proudly, moved to the edge of the bed and pinched Han Yuliang's nipples, rubbed her and said with a smile: Do you think that as the strongest hero, I can't even handle such an ordinary human stinky cock?You are still weak, so you need to worry more.
They both threw away their lines and had not delayed their affairs yet.
One of them leaned against the chair and raised his feet, wrapped in black stockings and rubbed around the body of the stick, and from time to time he went around to rub his tight scrotum.
The other one used his hands together and released his true energy, making the two nipples soft and soft, making his back numb.
There was a flash of excited and demonic light in Ren Qingyu's eyes, so thin that large pieces of flesh-colored stockings kept moving against the penis. Ordinary women would get sore muscles after teasing like this, but she could use internal strength to help her, applying the slim and smearing the mucus from the glans on the soles of her feet, slipping and clamping it up.
She looked at Yi Linling's rippling mood, her lips curled up unconsciously, and said in a slightly clumsy acting skill: Sister, maybe I am not your opponent in the fight, but in the bed, the weak will never be me.
Her feet flew like flowers, and she moved her hands to the top of her plump breasts, and pushed and rubbed them through the fabric, feeling intoxicated, and murmured: This...but I'm the same thing as in the end... I'm confident...
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