Putting aside the distracting thoughts in his heart, Han Cheng calmed down and put the guitar in front of him. He flicked his fingers a few times and tried the sound. He found that the guitar had a very good sound quality and was actually a rare good guitar.
Han Cheng looked up at the Chinese painting of orchids on the wall for a long time, and his nose was surrounded by the faint orchid fragrance on Aunt Xu's body. He felt calculating in his heart. He lowered his head and began to play slowly. A melodious music overflowed from his fingers, fresh and simple, beautiful and charming. The three people in the room were immediately attracted by it. Han Cheng still lowered his head and cleared his voice slightly. A song "Oriental Fuck" was sung from his mouth:
The orchid is fragrant and fragrant.
The fragrance supposes it, and the fragrance is faintly fragrant.
If you don’t pick it, why should Yu Lan be hurt?
With the day and year, we go all the way.
King Wen dreams of the bear, and the Wei River YāngYāng.
Pick and wear it, it is full of fragrance.
The snow is lush and the frost is lush and the tinges are lush in winter. The gentleman guards the children and grandchildren are prosperous.
This song "Youlan Cao" is the theme song of Confucius in 2010. It was changed from Han Yu's work. The whole poem is divided into three verses: upper, middle and lower, and it is borrowed from orchid to chant people.
When Han Cheng heard this song, he fell in love with it deeply. Now it popped up in front of the mother and daughter. He also wanted to use the nobleness of orchid to encourage them, hoping to help them get out of the haze.
Aunt Xu was deeply attracted by the music from the beginning, and looked at Han Cheng's fingers plucking with her eyes. After listening to him singing the lyrics, she felt even more passionate and couldn't help herself. After a long time, she was immersed in the beautiful melody, and was dumbfounded.
The two sisters even widened their eyes and looked at Han Cheng. Faye Wong was as stupid as her mother, with tears in her eyes. After a long silence, Wang Xue first exclaimed: Tian Ah... What a beautiful song!You...where did you get it... I didn't expect you to play this again!
The fragrance supposes it, and the fragrance is faintly fragrant.If you don’t pick it, why should Yu Lan be hurt?... Aunt Xu murmured and said to herself as if she hadn't heard her daughter's words, as if the word was just talking about herself, and her heart kept fluctuating. Although she was born in an engineering family, she liked art, especially painting, since she was a child, which made her father, who was hoping to inherit her father's business, very angry. But in the end, under the persuasion of her mother, the family agreed to her development towards art. Fortunately, she was also very successful. She won awards from her painting works since she was a child, and successfully gotten into the art university and became famous in the painting industry.
But I met him in college, where he studied music in the same school. He pursued her for two years and finally fell in love.After graduation, he was assigned to teach in Panzhihua City. He gave up the opportunity to stay in a big city. He completely ignored his parents' opposition and insisted on coming here with him to teach art and music in middle school.Until his two daughters were born, both of them were very loving, but after his daughter was born, he gradually became lost when he learned how well his classmates developed. He always complained at home that he had bad opportunities and had no talent. He wanted to go to cities in the south. Because his two daughters were still young, he didn't want to be so rash. The two began to argue over these things, and it became more and more intense, and in the end it turned into a cold war.But at this stage, he became friendly with a female teacher from another school. When he first heard these rumors, he didn't believe it at all, but he bumped into two people intimately hugging him on the street.
At that time, I felt that my heart was about to die, but I held back and left and returned home. Thinking about everything I had done for him, I burst into tears and felt extremely aggrieved.He didn't sleep all night, but he didn't return all night. The next day he dragged his exhausted body to go to class, but he didn't come either.After finally getting off work, I found that the house was being chaotic when I got home. Except for the guitar he once loved, which I bought for him in college with half a year of money and his scholarship. Of course, I fainted. I don’t know how long it took, but I heard my daughter who had just entered junior high school crying loudly in my ears. I woke up slowly. From then on, I went to work and got off work mechanically like a walking corpse. I didn’t care if my two daughters’ grades dropped sharply, and I didn’t care if my two daughters went out to play until late at night.It was not until I heard my two daughters whispering about men in the room outside the door a few years ago and said that I felt very happy to be touched, and I suddenly realized that I broke in and hugged my two daughters tightly and cried bitterly, which made my two daughters at a loss.Since then, I was a little excited and began to manage my two daughters' studies and began to limit their access to and from the evening, hoping to get back my mistakes and make up for my neglect of my daughter this year.
The fragrance supposes it, and the fragrance is faintly fragrant.If you don’t pick it, why should Yu Lan be hurt?If you don’t pick it, why should Yu Lan be hurt?Orchids are born in a valley, and they are not fragrant because there is no one!An a determined smile appeared on Aunt Xu's face, her eyes seemed to have become much clearer, and she shone with a tempting and confident light, as if she had become a different person, more bright and charming than before. Han Cheng looked at her, and the two sisters also looked at her changing mother, showing joy on her face.
Can you write down the words?Small success.Aunt Xu finally turned her head and asked Han Cheng.
no problem!Auntie, do you have a brush?Han Cheng saw the white paper rolled in the paper tube in the room, and remembered that he had practiced brush calligraphy for almost a week. The writing of the hand was really good, so he felt a little itchy, and the child's desire to show off came back.
Yes, you can wait a while.Aunt Xu walked into the house with a brisk pace, pulled out a roll of white rice paper from the paper tube, took out a small bag from the bookcase next to her, stroked the pen and ink that she had never touched in this year, turned around and set it on the table where she was eating. After a moment, a scent of ink filled the house. Although it was not as good as the ink of Grandpa Luo's house, it also made people feel fresh and natural, and very comfortable.
Han Cheng quickly walked to the table, and the two sisters surrounded him excitedly, looking at Han Cheng with some expectations.
Wait first.Aunt Xu was still standing at the table, taking out a brush from the pen holder, dipping ink on her own, and touching the blank paper with a trembling trembling slightly. Since her husband left, she hadn't touched her own brush for more than a year. Now she picked it up again, and she felt a sense of excitement as if she was reborn, and even the pen was a little unsteady.
Aunt Xu took a deep breath, lifted the pen, calmed down her mood, and finally stopped shaking her hands. She picked up the pen and drew it quickly on the paper, talking about the skills of drawing orchids while drawing.
Han Cheng happened to stand on the side. Aunt Xu bent down and didn't realize a thread on her sweater collar. Through the loose collar, she saw a large area of snow-white skin, and the round half of the white rabbit was beating inside. Han Cheng glanced at her heart and accelerated. He looked up guiltily and looked up at the two sisters, and found that they were only staring at the drawing paper and not paying attention to themselves. He quickly looked away and stared at her painting style, remembering every word she said carefully, and his emotions slowly calmed down. Alas, Han Cheng had no immunity to such a stunning mature woman.
After a while, a beautiful picture of orchids appeared on the paper.
The two sisters clapped their hands happily beside them, looking at their mother who was cheering up, they were so happy.
Xiaocheng, come on!Aunt Xu handed the pen to Han Cheng.
Han Cheng took the brush, squeezed his eyes at the two sisters, and put on a pose, writing on the empty corner on the upper left of the screen. Wang Xue's eyes lit up, and she covered her mouth in disbelief. Even Aunt Xu praised her. Han Cheng felt very comfortable, and she was flying in his penis. At the same time, a stream of air flow from his waist quickly moved all over his body. The penis under his crotch actually became hard, and he set up a big tent, which made the mother and daughter look red and at a loss. But he never thought that Han Cheng's body softened and he suddenly fainted on the ground.
The naked Han Cheng had red smoke again, and he actually returned to the house with red walls. On the only big bed in the room was a seductive naked woman with plump breasts and fat arms. Her skin was as white as jade. She looked at the huge penis under Han Cheng with her eyes as silk, and pointed her finger at him gently. It turned out to be Aunt Zhou. Han Cheng was happy, and the penis under his crotch became more straight. He walked to her in two steps, split her legs, and inserted his whole big cock into her already flooded vagina. Then he began to thrust his butt, grabbed her plump breasts with one hand and rubbed her nipples like purple grapes with his fingers.
Aunt Zhou was shaking her big butt and trying to clamp the invading big cock. Her vagina was shrinking strongly and biting his huge sun. Han Cheng was so happy. He was about to increase his strength, but he felt two balls of elastic soft flesh behind him pressing against his exposed back, and his nipples were rubbed hard on his back, which was itchy and comfortable. Han Cheng was shocked and looked down and found that Aunt Zhou was still lying under his crotch and was raped by him. Who is the woman behind?
Han Cheng clearly remembered that last time he entered the state of joyful Zen, no matter who changed, there was always only one woman who was having sex with him. How could one more be there now? Could it be...
Brother Cheng... you are so cruel... you don’t even come to see me!It was Li Die's voice. Han Chengzhen still missed her a little, and quickly turned her head to see her, but as soon as she turned halfway, her eyes were blurred, and her lips were kissed by Xiaodie. Her fragrant tongue penetrated into his mouth and stirred it with his tongue. The woman's delicate little hands touched his chest and stayed on his small nipples to fiddle, making Han Cheng itchy and couldn't help but increase the intensity of the thrusting.
Ah... Brother Cheng... Be gentle, it hurts... The woman under him became Xiaojia again, and her vagina suddenly became tight, making Han Cheng feel numb, and he almost lost his semen!
I dare to hurry and keep my mind tightly on the essence!
After a long time, she began to thrust carefully in response to Xiaojia's resentful eyes. She was still holding her breasts with one hand, grinding her nipples with her palms, causing her to twist her body and keep moaning, ...Ah... So comfortable...Hurry...Ah...Hmm...Move quickly, it feels so comfortable...I want...I want your big cock...
Han Cheng looked up at the Chinese painting of orchids on the wall for a long time, and his nose was surrounded by the faint orchid fragrance on Aunt Xu's body. He felt calculating in his heart. He lowered his head and began to play slowly. A melodious music overflowed from his fingers, fresh and simple, beautiful and charming. The three people in the room were immediately attracted by it. Han Cheng still lowered his head and cleared his voice slightly. A song "Oriental Fuck" was sung from his mouth:
The orchid is fragrant and fragrant.
The fragrance supposes it, and the fragrance is faintly fragrant.
If you don’t pick it, why should Yu Lan be hurt?
With the day and year, we go all the way.
King Wen dreams of the bear, and the Wei River YāngYāng.
Pick and wear it, it is full of fragrance.
The snow is lush and the frost is lush and the tinges are lush in winter. The gentleman guards the children and grandchildren are prosperous.
This song "Youlan Cao" is the theme song of Confucius in 2010. It was changed from Han Yu's work. The whole poem is divided into three verses: upper, middle and lower, and it is borrowed from orchid to chant people.
When Han Cheng heard this song, he fell in love with it deeply. Now it popped up in front of the mother and daughter. He also wanted to use the nobleness of orchid to encourage them, hoping to help them get out of the haze.
Aunt Xu was deeply attracted by the music from the beginning, and looked at Han Cheng's fingers plucking with her eyes. After listening to him singing the lyrics, she felt even more passionate and couldn't help herself. After a long time, she was immersed in the beautiful melody, and was dumbfounded.
The two sisters even widened their eyes and looked at Han Cheng. Faye Wong was as stupid as her mother, with tears in her eyes. After a long silence, Wang Xue first exclaimed: Tian Ah... What a beautiful song!You...where did you get it... I didn't expect you to play this again!
The fragrance supposes it, and the fragrance is faintly fragrant.If you don’t pick it, why should Yu Lan be hurt?... Aunt Xu murmured and said to herself as if she hadn't heard her daughter's words, as if the word was just talking about herself, and her heart kept fluctuating. Although she was born in an engineering family, she liked art, especially painting, since she was a child, which made her father, who was hoping to inherit her father's business, very angry. But in the end, under the persuasion of her mother, the family agreed to her development towards art. Fortunately, she was also very successful. She won awards from her painting works since she was a child, and successfully gotten into the art university and became famous in the painting industry.
But I met him in college, where he studied music in the same school. He pursued her for two years and finally fell in love.After graduation, he was assigned to teach in Panzhihua City. He gave up the opportunity to stay in a big city. He completely ignored his parents' opposition and insisted on coming here with him to teach art and music in middle school.Until his two daughters were born, both of them were very loving, but after his daughter was born, he gradually became lost when he learned how well his classmates developed. He always complained at home that he had bad opportunities and had no talent. He wanted to go to cities in the south. Because his two daughters were still young, he didn't want to be so rash. The two began to argue over these things, and it became more and more intense, and in the end it turned into a cold war.But at this stage, he became friendly with a female teacher from another school. When he first heard these rumors, he didn't believe it at all, but he bumped into two people intimately hugging him on the street.
At that time, I felt that my heart was about to die, but I held back and left and returned home. Thinking about everything I had done for him, I burst into tears and felt extremely aggrieved.He didn't sleep all night, but he didn't return all night. The next day he dragged his exhausted body to go to class, but he didn't come either.After finally getting off work, I found that the house was being chaotic when I got home. Except for the guitar he once loved, which I bought for him in college with half a year of money and his scholarship. Of course, I fainted. I don’t know how long it took, but I heard my daughter who had just entered junior high school crying loudly in my ears. I woke up slowly. From then on, I went to work and got off work mechanically like a walking corpse. I didn’t care if my two daughters’ grades dropped sharply, and I didn’t care if my two daughters went out to play until late at night.It was not until I heard my two daughters whispering about men in the room outside the door a few years ago and said that I felt very happy to be touched, and I suddenly realized that I broke in and hugged my two daughters tightly and cried bitterly, which made my two daughters at a loss.Since then, I was a little excited and began to manage my two daughters' studies and began to limit their access to and from the evening, hoping to get back my mistakes and make up for my neglect of my daughter this year.
The fragrance supposes it, and the fragrance is faintly fragrant.If you don’t pick it, why should Yu Lan be hurt?If you don’t pick it, why should Yu Lan be hurt?Orchids are born in a valley, and they are not fragrant because there is no one!An a determined smile appeared on Aunt Xu's face, her eyes seemed to have become much clearer, and she shone with a tempting and confident light, as if she had become a different person, more bright and charming than before. Han Cheng looked at her, and the two sisters also looked at her changing mother, showing joy on her face.
Can you write down the words?Small success.Aunt Xu finally turned her head and asked Han Cheng.
no problem!Auntie, do you have a brush?Han Cheng saw the white paper rolled in the paper tube in the room, and remembered that he had practiced brush calligraphy for almost a week. The writing of the hand was really good, so he felt a little itchy, and the child's desire to show off came back.
Yes, you can wait a while.Aunt Xu walked into the house with a brisk pace, pulled out a roll of white rice paper from the paper tube, took out a small bag from the bookcase next to her, stroked the pen and ink that she had never touched in this year, turned around and set it on the table where she was eating. After a moment, a scent of ink filled the house. Although it was not as good as the ink of Grandpa Luo's house, it also made people feel fresh and natural, and very comfortable.
Han Cheng quickly walked to the table, and the two sisters surrounded him excitedly, looking at Han Cheng with some expectations.
Wait first.Aunt Xu was still standing at the table, taking out a brush from the pen holder, dipping ink on her own, and touching the blank paper with a trembling trembling slightly. Since her husband left, she hadn't touched her own brush for more than a year. Now she picked it up again, and she felt a sense of excitement as if she was reborn, and even the pen was a little unsteady.
Aunt Xu took a deep breath, lifted the pen, calmed down her mood, and finally stopped shaking her hands. She picked up the pen and drew it quickly on the paper, talking about the skills of drawing orchids while drawing.
Han Cheng happened to stand on the side. Aunt Xu bent down and didn't realize a thread on her sweater collar. Through the loose collar, she saw a large area of snow-white skin, and the round half of the white rabbit was beating inside. Han Cheng glanced at her heart and accelerated. He looked up guiltily and looked up at the two sisters, and found that they were only staring at the drawing paper and not paying attention to themselves. He quickly looked away and stared at her painting style, remembering every word she said carefully, and his emotions slowly calmed down. Alas, Han Cheng had no immunity to such a stunning mature woman.
After a while, a beautiful picture of orchids appeared on the paper.
The two sisters clapped their hands happily beside them, looking at their mother who was cheering up, they were so happy.
Xiaocheng, come on!Aunt Xu handed the pen to Han Cheng.
Han Cheng took the brush, squeezed his eyes at the two sisters, and put on a pose, writing on the empty corner on the upper left of the screen. Wang Xue's eyes lit up, and she covered her mouth in disbelief. Even Aunt Xu praised her. Han Cheng felt very comfortable, and she was flying in his penis. At the same time, a stream of air flow from his waist quickly moved all over his body. The penis under his crotch actually became hard, and he set up a big tent, which made the mother and daughter look red and at a loss. But he never thought that Han Cheng's body softened and he suddenly fainted on the ground.
The naked Han Cheng had red smoke again, and he actually returned to the house with red walls. On the only big bed in the room was a seductive naked woman with plump breasts and fat arms. Her skin was as white as jade. She looked at the huge penis under Han Cheng with her eyes as silk, and pointed her finger at him gently. It turned out to be Aunt Zhou. Han Cheng was happy, and the penis under his crotch became more straight. He walked to her in two steps, split her legs, and inserted his whole big cock into her already flooded vagina. Then he began to thrust his butt, grabbed her plump breasts with one hand and rubbed her nipples like purple grapes with his fingers.
Aunt Zhou was shaking her big butt and trying to clamp the invading big cock. Her vagina was shrinking strongly and biting his huge sun. Han Cheng was so happy. He was about to increase his strength, but he felt two balls of elastic soft flesh behind him pressing against his exposed back, and his nipples were rubbed hard on his back, which was itchy and comfortable. Han Cheng was shocked and looked down and found that Aunt Zhou was still lying under his crotch and was raped by him. Who is the woman behind?
Han Cheng clearly remembered that last time he entered the state of joyful Zen, no matter who changed, there was always only one woman who was having sex with him. How could one more be there now? Could it be...
Brother Cheng... you are so cruel... you don’t even come to see me!It was Li Die's voice. Han Chengzhen still missed her a little, and quickly turned her head to see her, but as soon as she turned halfway, her eyes were blurred, and her lips were kissed by Xiaodie. Her fragrant tongue penetrated into his mouth and stirred it with his tongue. The woman's delicate little hands touched his chest and stayed on his small nipples to fiddle, making Han Cheng itchy and couldn't help but increase the intensity of the thrusting.
Ah... Brother Cheng... Be gentle, it hurts... The woman under him became Xiaojia again, and her vagina suddenly became tight, making Han Cheng feel numb, and he almost lost his semen!
I dare to hurry and keep my mind tightly on the essence!
After a long time, she began to thrust carefully in response to Xiaojia's resentful eyes. She was still holding her breasts with one hand, grinding her nipples with her palms, causing her to twist her body and keep moaning, ...Ah... So comfortable...Hurry...Ah...Hmm...Move quickly, it feels so comfortable...I want...I want your big cock...
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