Han Cheng reached out to think about what the difference was, but was surprised to find that his hand seemed to be stretched into the water. A wave of ripples appeared on the wall, and his hand inserted into the wall without feeling any resistance. Han Cheng boldly continued to stretch out his hand, trying to taste the unknown space behind the door, but suddenly felt a burning pain on the back of his hand, but it could bear it.
Just doing it, Han Cheng made up his mind, held his hand on the wall by the door, and carefully poked his head out. When his eyes passed through, he closed his eyes in fear. He could only feel one side of his eyes bright red. Suddenly, the eyes lit up, and a burning feeling came from his head, and the closed eyes were slightly stinging. Han Cheng didn't care about so much. His curiosity drove him to open his eyes with the pain, but it surprised him and didn't care about the discomfort of his eyes.
It turned out that in front of him was on the bus he was just riding. Outside the window was a dazzling white light, and the light inside the car was also very strong, which made Han Cheng feel very uncomfortable.
Han Cheng suppressed the discomfort and began to look at the four outsides. He found that he was poking out of his head. He was still sitting in his seat, humming songs with his eyes closed, looking into a state of meditation. Xie Ling next to him looked out the window, turning her head from time to time to look at Han Cheng secretly, frowning slightly, looking curious.
Could it be that the soul is stealing?
Han Cheng was a little stunned. Finally, the pain became stronger and stronger. Han Cheng had to put his head back and found that there was still light smoke coming from his head, as if it had been baked. He was also a little depressed and dared not stick his head out.
But I looked at this door-like existence in my heart and kept thinking about it. It seemed that this door led to my own world. After I went out, it was like my soul stole. I thought it was because my soul could not bear the sunlight outside. If I wanted to go out, it seemed that I had to wait until night.
Suddenly, Han Cheng's eyes remained around the door again. There were only nine strange rune-like things on the left, right, and upper edges. He reached out and felt a little protruding when he touched it. Without paying attention, he could not find the existence of these nine symbols at all.
Han Cheng looked blankly, thought for a while, but couldn't figure out why, so he had to do it, continue walking along the wall, and come to the desk.
There is a purple stone inkstone on the table. It looks delicate and lubricating, and it has a warm feeling, which is warm.
There were thick black ink pieces on the inkstone. This was made of high-quality pine smoke mixed with gold foil and musk. The grinded ink was written in a very smooth manner, with a spirit of font and a refreshing fragrance. This was much better than the ink used by Grandpa Luo to practice calligraphy for him.
There was a silk-like thing next to the inkstone. Han Cheng was stunned for a moment and took the silk-like silk over. It turned out to be the original version of the Jade Sticker Sutra that Han Cheng got. About a quarter of the corners were the scriptures and pictures that Han Cheng had read, and the rest was still empty.
How did this appear here?Han Cheng felt strange in his heart, and he focused his attention on the silk silk. Suddenly a hint of joy came to his heart. A small picture appeared on the other corner of the silk silk. Han Cheng's mind buzzed, his mouth and tongue suddenly became dry, and the penis under his crotch was raised high.
It turned out that there were two moving villains on one corner of Xiaoshu. Although they were very small, Han Cheng stood in front of them as if he was immersed in the scene.
The woman had a beautiful face and a blushing face. She was wearing ancient clothes. She was sitting on the bed, supporting her body with her hands behind her back, and standing outside her legs under the bed.
The clothes on the chest had been untied, and the red bellyband was applied to the side, revealing a snow-white chest. The two breasts were squeezing, but they were very straight. The two bright red spots turbulently with the shaking of their body.
Her lower body was completely exposed, her legs were round and slender, and she transformed into a seductive white light like white jade. A man was kneeling between her legs, with a bronze skin and strong muscles. He grabbed her snow-white butt with both hands, and a huge penis was just facing her vagina, inserting and pulling out one after another, as if he could hear the sound of the slap in.
After exercising less than ten times, a red line appeared on the man's body, which ran along the meridians of his body, and finally formed a cycle.
Han Cheng's eyes lit up and he quickly remembered it silently. After walking two rounds of the red line, the figures of the two villains began to blur and gradually disappeared, but two big words appeared: Fengxiáng.
After a while, the words disappeared, and there was only a blank space left. Han Cheng focused his mind again but could not see anything. Han Cheng couldn't help but put down the silk silk and thought quietly. It seemed that this was a method of cultivation. I don't know if it had any connection with the Jade Sticker Sutra. Unfortunately, there was no woman now, so I couldn't try it. His crotch was still standing upright, and he was feeling uncomfortable. How could he summon them out? Han Cheng closed his eyes a little depressedly.
At this moment, Han Cheng suddenly felt a cold little hand stroked his chest from behind, and his soft and slender fingers kept drawing circles around his two nipples. Han Cheng was delighted, and did not open his eyes, leaned back, feeling two balls of soft flesh pressed on his back, with extremely delicate skin, and his breasts not big, but his nipples were hard and hard to press on his back like two beads. Han Cheng knew it was Sister Li. Since the Spring Festival holiday, she had never seen her bookstore open. Han Cheng really missed her a little, so he reached out and touched her cheeks behind his head. Sister Li also leaned her head on his face and rubbed her gently. Han Cheng's other hand went around her back and stroked her slender waist, and rubbed her gently.
Suddenly, the erect penis was held by another little hand, and the glans was at the same time, and it was gently put into a warmth. The clever tongue licked back and forth in the urethra. Han Cheng couldn't help but exhaled gently. He opened his eyes slightly and saw Aunt Zhou's snow-white and plump body squatting in front of him. The huge penis swelled her little mouth full, and she kept spitting out and swallowing it. One hand touched Han Cheng's scrotum, and his fingers were gently scraping in the perineum, which made her dick jump in her mouth, making her whimperingly unable to make a sound, so she had to spit out her penis and look at Han Cheng resentfully.
Han Cheng smiled apologetically, reached out to stroke her face, and his other hand was still placed behind him and penetrated into Sister Li's lower body. His middle finger knuckles pressed against her vagina, but his fingertips were placed on the hole of her anus. He gently pressed and twisted it slowly. He felt that Sister Li's heavy breathing was spraying on his neck, it was very itchy and comfortable, so he closed his eyes and enjoyed it. At this time, Sister Li's little mouth held one of his earlobes and sucked it gently.
Aunt Zhou stood up slowly and patted Han Cheng's little hand on his chest. As soon as it left, she kissed Han Cheng's breasts from bottom to top. From time to time, she licked and sucked the nipples with her delicate lilac tongue. Her plump breasts clamped the big cock in the middle and rubbed it up and down.
After Sister Li's little hand was driven away, she was still sucking her earlobes and moving down along Han Cheng's waist. Just as she was about to hold the swelling penis, she encountered a plump and tender soft flesh. She grabbed the plump breasts and rubbed them hatefully, and her slender fingers clamped the purple-red nipples.
The hand behind Han Cheng had already hooked into Sister Li's pussy, which was already wet inside, and there was almost no resistance when he was exploring it. As soon as he entered, he was wrapped in a ball of wriggling soft flesh. The vaginal fluid dripped down his fingers, and gasped softly with slight thrusting. One hand held Han Cheng's waist tightly, and the other hand increased the strength of rubbing Aunt Zhou's breasts. His legs were clamped together excitedly, and his body trembled slightly.
Han Cheng pulled Aunt Zhou from her other hand, kissed her lips, stirred her tongue out roughly, and tangled her desperately.
Then he moved his hand down and grabbed her plump buttocks, rubbing her pussy hard, and the mouth of her vagina was constantly pulled open and closed. The vaginal fluid overflowed with the opening and closing, and the movement made a crackling sound of lust.
Sister Li gave up her breasts and held the hot penis with her little hand, pressing the penis that was originally attached to Aunt Zhou's lower abdomen to her crotch like a bad thing, deliberately preventing it from touching Aunt Zhou's pussy. She just deliberately bounced it up from time to time, letting the glans tap the clitoris and left immediately, making Aunt Zhou feel itchy but helpless. She wanted to reach out to fight for her penis, but she didn't want to be held tightly by Han Cheng. Han Cheng was very interested in Sister Li teasing Aunt Zhou like this, and was also excited.Aunt Zhou had no choice but to endure it. A lot of mucus could not help secrete from her vagina. When she was so hungry that she couldn't bear it, Sister Li tactfully pressed her glans to the mouth of her vagina, and her hot penis was pressed against the clitoris. Aunt Zhou seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, feeling the hot presence pressing on her clitoris, but before she could finish her breath, her big cock was deliberately slapped up and down by Sister Li, and she hit the hole every time, causing the vaginal fluid to splash everywhere, and even Sister Li's hand holding the penis was wet.
Just doing it, Han Cheng made up his mind, held his hand on the wall by the door, and carefully poked his head out. When his eyes passed through, he closed his eyes in fear. He could only feel one side of his eyes bright red. Suddenly, the eyes lit up, and a burning feeling came from his head, and the closed eyes were slightly stinging. Han Cheng didn't care about so much. His curiosity drove him to open his eyes with the pain, but it surprised him and didn't care about the discomfort of his eyes.
It turned out that in front of him was on the bus he was just riding. Outside the window was a dazzling white light, and the light inside the car was also very strong, which made Han Cheng feel very uncomfortable.
Han Cheng suppressed the discomfort and began to look at the four outsides. He found that he was poking out of his head. He was still sitting in his seat, humming songs with his eyes closed, looking into a state of meditation. Xie Ling next to him looked out the window, turning her head from time to time to look at Han Cheng secretly, frowning slightly, looking curious.
Could it be that the soul is stealing?
Han Cheng was a little stunned. Finally, the pain became stronger and stronger. Han Cheng had to put his head back and found that there was still light smoke coming from his head, as if it had been baked. He was also a little depressed and dared not stick his head out.
But I looked at this door-like existence in my heart and kept thinking about it. It seemed that this door led to my own world. After I went out, it was like my soul stole. I thought it was because my soul could not bear the sunlight outside. If I wanted to go out, it seemed that I had to wait until night.
Suddenly, Han Cheng's eyes remained around the door again. There were only nine strange rune-like things on the left, right, and upper edges. He reached out and felt a little protruding when he touched it. Without paying attention, he could not find the existence of these nine symbols at all.
Han Cheng looked blankly, thought for a while, but couldn't figure out why, so he had to do it, continue walking along the wall, and come to the desk.
There is a purple stone inkstone on the table. It looks delicate and lubricating, and it has a warm feeling, which is warm.
There were thick black ink pieces on the inkstone. This was made of high-quality pine smoke mixed with gold foil and musk. The grinded ink was written in a very smooth manner, with a spirit of font and a refreshing fragrance. This was much better than the ink used by Grandpa Luo to practice calligraphy for him.
There was a silk-like thing next to the inkstone. Han Cheng was stunned for a moment and took the silk-like silk over. It turned out to be the original version of the Jade Sticker Sutra that Han Cheng got. About a quarter of the corners were the scriptures and pictures that Han Cheng had read, and the rest was still empty.
How did this appear here?Han Cheng felt strange in his heart, and he focused his attention on the silk silk. Suddenly a hint of joy came to his heart. A small picture appeared on the other corner of the silk silk. Han Cheng's mind buzzed, his mouth and tongue suddenly became dry, and the penis under his crotch was raised high.
It turned out that there were two moving villains on one corner of Xiaoshu. Although they were very small, Han Cheng stood in front of them as if he was immersed in the scene.
The woman had a beautiful face and a blushing face. She was wearing ancient clothes. She was sitting on the bed, supporting her body with her hands behind her back, and standing outside her legs under the bed.
The clothes on the chest had been untied, and the red bellyband was applied to the side, revealing a snow-white chest. The two breasts were squeezing, but they were very straight. The two bright red spots turbulently with the shaking of their body.
Her lower body was completely exposed, her legs were round and slender, and she transformed into a seductive white light like white jade. A man was kneeling between her legs, with a bronze skin and strong muscles. He grabbed her snow-white butt with both hands, and a huge penis was just facing her vagina, inserting and pulling out one after another, as if he could hear the sound of the slap in.
After exercising less than ten times, a red line appeared on the man's body, which ran along the meridians of his body, and finally formed a cycle.
Han Cheng's eyes lit up and he quickly remembered it silently. After walking two rounds of the red line, the figures of the two villains began to blur and gradually disappeared, but two big words appeared: Fengxiáng.
After a while, the words disappeared, and there was only a blank space left. Han Cheng focused his mind again but could not see anything. Han Cheng couldn't help but put down the silk silk and thought quietly. It seemed that this was a method of cultivation. I don't know if it had any connection with the Jade Sticker Sutra. Unfortunately, there was no woman now, so I couldn't try it. His crotch was still standing upright, and he was feeling uncomfortable. How could he summon them out? Han Cheng closed his eyes a little depressedly.
At this moment, Han Cheng suddenly felt a cold little hand stroked his chest from behind, and his soft and slender fingers kept drawing circles around his two nipples. Han Cheng was delighted, and did not open his eyes, leaned back, feeling two balls of soft flesh pressed on his back, with extremely delicate skin, and his breasts not big, but his nipples were hard and hard to press on his back like two beads. Han Cheng knew it was Sister Li. Since the Spring Festival holiday, she had never seen her bookstore open. Han Cheng really missed her a little, so he reached out and touched her cheeks behind his head. Sister Li also leaned her head on his face and rubbed her gently. Han Cheng's other hand went around her back and stroked her slender waist, and rubbed her gently.
Suddenly, the erect penis was held by another little hand, and the glans was at the same time, and it was gently put into a warmth. The clever tongue licked back and forth in the urethra. Han Cheng couldn't help but exhaled gently. He opened his eyes slightly and saw Aunt Zhou's snow-white and plump body squatting in front of him. The huge penis swelled her little mouth full, and she kept spitting out and swallowing it. One hand touched Han Cheng's scrotum, and his fingers were gently scraping in the perineum, which made her dick jump in her mouth, making her whimperingly unable to make a sound, so she had to spit out her penis and look at Han Cheng resentfully.
Han Cheng smiled apologetically, reached out to stroke her face, and his other hand was still placed behind him and penetrated into Sister Li's lower body. His middle finger knuckles pressed against her vagina, but his fingertips were placed on the hole of her anus. He gently pressed and twisted it slowly. He felt that Sister Li's heavy breathing was spraying on his neck, it was very itchy and comfortable, so he closed his eyes and enjoyed it. At this time, Sister Li's little mouth held one of his earlobes and sucked it gently.
Aunt Zhou stood up slowly and patted Han Cheng's little hand on his chest. As soon as it left, she kissed Han Cheng's breasts from bottom to top. From time to time, she licked and sucked the nipples with her delicate lilac tongue. Her plump breasts clamped the big cock in the middle and rubbed it up and down.
After Sister Li's little hand was driven away, she was still sucking her earlobes and moving down along Han Cheng's waist. Just as she was about to hold the swelling penis, she encountered a plump and tender soft flesh. She grabbed the plump breasts and rubbed them hatefully, and her slender fingers clamped the purple-red nipples.
The hand behind Han Cheng had already hooked into Sister Li's pussy, which was already wet inside, and there was almost no resistance when he was exploring it. As soon as he entered, he was wrapped in a ball of wriggling soft flesh. The vaginal fluid dripped down his fingers, and gasped softly with slight thrusting. One hand held Han Cheng's waist tightly, and the other hand increased the strength of rubbing Aunt Zhou's breasts. His legs were clamped together excitedly, and his body trembled slightly.
Han Cheng pulled Aunt Zhou from her other hand, kissed her lips, stirred her tongue out roughly, and tangled her desperately.
Then he moved his hand down and grabbed her plump buttocks, rubbing her pussy hard, and the mouth of her vagina was constantly pulled open and closed. The vaginal fluid overflowed with the opening and closing, and the movement made a crackling sound of lust.
Sister Li gave up her breasts and held the hot penis with her little hand, pressing the penis that was originally attached to Aunt Zhou's lower abdomen to her crotch like a bad thing, deliberately preventing it from touching Aunt Zhou's pussy. She just deliberately bounced it up from time to time, letting the glans tap the clitoris and left immediately, making Aunt Zhou feel itchy but helpless. She wanted to reach out to fight for her penis, but she didn't want to be held tightly by Han Cheng. Han Cheng was very interested in Sister Li teasing Aunt Zhou like this, and was also excited.Aunt Zhou had no choice but to endure it. A lot of mucus could not help secrete from her vagina. When she was so hungry that she couldn't bear it, Sister Li tactfully pressed her glans to the mouth of her vagina, and her hot penis was pressed against the clitoris. Aunt Zhou seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, feeling the hot presence pressing on her clitoris, but before she could finish her breath, her big cock was deliberately slapped up and down by Sister Li, and she hit the hole every time, causing the vaginal fluid to splash everywhere, and even Sister Li's hand holding the penis was wet.
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