It was called an election, but after several months, there was no movement, and the days were still the same. In the evening, Mèi connected several tasks, and from time to time stepped on the threshold between life and death, and then we saw that winter was coming again
Mèi is a snake in the late year, and is prone to becoming lazy in winter, so she stays in her door and wants her to roast sweet potatoes on the stove.
Wanxiang was peeling sweet potatoes when they visited that day. Wanxiang was envious and asked for something to eat. After eating, they remembered the main topic: Congratulations to the girl. The boss said that based on the performance in the past few months, only the girl and I are qualified to compete for Tiankow. If we set out now, whoever completes the task first will become Tiankow.
Wanmèi was a little surprised: Let's go now? What do you mean now?
Not that Wanxiang nodded: This time we are going to Linfeng City. The leader Fang Ge will have his 40th birthday tomorrow. We will kill the holy doctor Shen Mo at the hero meeting and get his sword-hanging grass. It's really not easy.
Linfeng City, Fang Gecai is truly famous in the city
Twelve years ago, he was just a silent swordsman. I wonder how many people doubt whether he can do it for a long time, whether a martial artist can win the hearts of the people.
Now twelve years have passed, time has verified everything, and there are many heroes in Linfeng City, and all those who have doubted him have become guests who have been pleased with each other.
The Fang Mansion is crowded today, and Wan Mèi and Wan Xiang are both standing outside the door, just like everyone else, holding a brocade box in their hands.
Their identities are now Miaoling Shuangmei. The leader of a small gang in Miaojiang is far away. He is famous in Miaojiang, but in Middle-earth, he is definitely two new faces.
The butler of Fang's house is also surnamed Fang. He seems to be knowledgeable. He glanced at the silver bell on the wrists of the two people and picked up his fist: Lingyin is ecstatic, it turns out that it is the arrival of the double charm. It's really a long journey.
Wanxiang looked back at him and smiled even more enchanting: The long journey was a bit long, but it was not hard to see if it was lively. As long as the elder brother didn't dislike our southern barbarians, he would be
The big brother called the housekeeper and blushed, so he took them in person and arranged a seat close to the main table.
After a while, most of the people came. After a regular flattery and bold words, the luncheon finally began.
During the meal, the Wanxiang and Wan Mèi kept whispering, and they were joking without any hesitation, which quickly attracted everyone's attention.
Wanxiang simply stood up, picked up the wine glass and said: Our Miao women don’t understand the rules, so they make you laugh at me, but don’t you think drinking so hard is too boring? My girl and I are not afraid of being ugly, so how about helping you?
Before the words were finished, someone shouted ok. I turned around late and knew that the person who called was Shen Mo, so I smiled at him.
Shen Mo also smiled back to her, Luo Luo's generous eyes were bright, but she was a bit cool.
Wan Xiang bowed: So can you please lend a piano to your home
The male servant quickly brought the zither, Wanxiang reached out to take it, and stuffed it into Wanmie's arms without saying a word.
Evening Mèi had to sit down and play the piano and play the song "Dan Posa", a song with a faint teasing meaning.
The Tsukisu starts dancing with the tune, the willow waist style sways and silver bells tremble, and every drum beat seems to be stepping on a man's heart
After she arrived at the main table, she gave Fang Ge a gift. Before she finished speaking the word "Good birthday" was auspicious, Shen Mo's hand had already reached over and touched her waist.
The Miao girl's cashews really need to be more delicate. After touching them, he raised his eyebrows and smiled: That's why Wu danced so ecstatically!
Wanxiang raised her eyebrows, as if she was angry but was about to reply, but she heard a rumbling sound on her head, and then a silver needle came to her head.
The main table was filled with heroes of great origin. Seeing this, they stood up to protect Fang Ge. All kinds of weapons were waved together, and there was a drop of water.
The only person who knows how to protect flowers is Shen Mo. He took off his long gown without weapons and danced in the wind to cover the incense of the evening.
In the end, all the silver needles fell to the ground, and the rest seemed to be fine. Only Shen Mo was slightly injured and was poked into the tiger's mouth by a silver needle.
Seeing this, Wanxiang hurried forward, hugged his hand and frowned: What to do, what to do? I don’t know if this needle is poisonous.
Shen Mo laughed and frowned: I'm afraid it's poisonous. If Chen dies today, the girl must remember that I died for you.
Wanxiang spat on him, and when she raised her eyes, she felt her heart sinking. Suddenly, the world became dark and it was slanted on Shen Mo's shoulder.
Shen Mo was surprised. After touching her pulse, he said something bad, and then hugged someone and left the seat in a hurry.
The night mèi naturally followed him, shouting "Sister, sister, and full of concern."
The meal was in chaos, and I turned around in the evening, and saw Fang Ge finally getting up, and a few words calmed everyone's emotions.
Through the hustle and bustle, he could clearly hear his voice, a restrained and indifferent voice, but like the blind young man in the dark room, he had the magic of surrender.
Fang Ge, she remembered this name, remembered that he had a handsome face dyed with frost, and was calm and noble.
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After arriving at the guest room, Shen Mo's first thing was to pull open the evening clothes and reveal half of her soft breasts.
A silver needle was inserted under her breasts. Shen Mo inhaled, and his hands were like lightning. He pointed several large acupoints around him.
The medicine boy he was with him quickly prepared the hot water tool, and urged the young man: I think you'd better go out, the young master is not allowed to disturb him when he sees a doctor.
Evening Mèi didn't say anything. After looking at Wanxiang, he looked at Shen Mo again, with water rippling in his eyes
Shen Mo then looked at the medicine boy: I see you are going out, my sisters are connected to each other, and I happen to be a helper here, so I am sure that I am better than you who don’t know how to be merciful and care-free.
The medicine boy has a very bad temper and cursed loudly when he heard this. "A pervert," he threw the guy in his hand and threw it away.
Shen Mo grinned and rolled his eyes to scold him for not having to repair it, but his subordinates were unambiguous. After pulling out the fine needle, he picked up a silver knife and drew a small cross between the needle's eyes.
A black blood suddenly spilled out from her breasts. Shen Mo bent down and sucked all the black blood in one mouthful. Then he fed Wanxiang a pill to promote her uterus and activate blood.
After a cup of tea, Wanxiang woke up, and was still a little confused. She only saw Shen Mo's slender fingers on her breasts busy. She used a needle to penetrate the intestine thread and was suturing her wounds.
Evening Mèi noticed that his right palm was black and there was signs of spreading into his palm. He quickly said: I see that the poison on my brother's hand is not light, right?
Shen Mo lowered his head and smiled: I don’t have to worry about it. The girl’s peaks are as beautiful as jade, and there can’t be scars on it, so this is the point.
Wanka laughed "puffed" on the bed. After he finished sewing, he got out of bed, and half exposed it and put it on his shoulder: The eldest brother is so dedicated to the girl, but she really makes the girl unable to repay her.
Shen Mo raised his eyebrows and blew a sigh of relief at her breasts: If the girl agrees with her body, she can do it, but she is afraid that the new injury will be cracked...
The following half sentence was originally a pity that he had spent the past half a day, but he didn't say it, and was blocked by Wanxiang's warm breasts.
We Miao people are rough, but not that delicate. After putting our breasts close to Shen Mo's face, Wan Xiang laughed: I'm afraid you middle-earth people are pedantic and don't want the girl to agree with her at all.
Shen Mo blinked, couldn't help but step forward and bite her nipples: Then you might as well give it a try, see if I, a middle-earth man, is pedantic or not.
Seeing this, I bent down, reached into his clothes and took out the man's root, stretched out his tongue and licked the love juice on his head, and laughed at Wanxiang: I think he is not pedantic, sister, this place is also big, no worse than our men in Miaojiang
Wanka also bent down, looked at his male root with interest, stuck out her tongue and licked her left and right, which made Shen Mo unable to control her and then stood up, nodded and concluded: It's big, bigger than all men I've ever seen.
Shen Mo was so amused that he was crushed to the ground by Wanxiang and remembered that the tiger's mouth was injured. He couldn't help but exclaim softly.
The two sisters stopped doing so, and they asked him in unison if he wanted to be nervous.
It's important, not the most important thing. Shen Mo raised his eyebrows and pulled out the poison needle and threw it at his hand: You two must remember, don't let me be too happy, as long as you don't have the vicious blood to your heart, I will always be able to save you.
Wanxiang spat again: He is such a desperate romantic ghost. While untiing his clothes, he slowly untied them from top to bottom, biting his teeth a little bit, and playing hard to get, Shen Mo's heart was boiling
Finally, everyone met naked. Wanmèi knelt between his legs and teased his male root with his tongue. Wanka lay on his chest, and his tongue and nipples swept through every inch of his skin.
Shen Mo's throat sounded, and his two fingers penetrated into the private parts of Wanxiang. The young man opened his mouth below and was also holding the male root in the circle. The tip of his tongue made the male root deep.
The pleasure came almost at the same time. Wanxiang and Shen Mo said together, and their desires began to heat up, and a fire arose in the room.
At this critical moment, Shen Mo shouted and stopped, sat up and took off the silver bell on Wanxiang's wrist.
Sorry, I have this bad habit, he touched his forehead: It's also a romantic debt. In the past, when the clouds and rains were plotted against by women, I almost became a romantic ghost, but now...
Wanxiang laughed and made a sarcastic expression: Could it be that my sister is here to kill my elder brother? Is my silver bell here to tie my elder brother's neck? Is my sister's hairpin on her head used to scoop his eye sockets?
Shen Mo coughed awkwardly, but he still watched Wanm, especially the sharp hairpin on her head.
Evening sighed, he had to take off the silver bell and take off his hairpin, and put down his black hair like a waterfall
Wanxiang was still innocent. Following the night's eyes, she glanced at the silver needle pulled out from Shen Mohu's mouth: Then, according to my opinion, this silver needle must be put away, I may not be sure that I will use him to stab my brother in the heart.
Shen Mo was embarrassed and coughed again and again, but he still got up and put all the things into the drawer.
Wanxiang held her cheek aside, but after a moment she wrapped it around like a snake. Wanmie sighed secretly, and had to continue playing the flute. Her eyes couldn't help but look out the window.
There is someone outside the window, a mistress who came to put the Red Devil umbrella
Just now, there were two people lying on the roof of the lobby. The mistress was responsible for putting needles, and the eighth day of the lunar month was responsible for running away. Someone chased the murderer and ran away, leaving the mistress to take care of him in the mansion.
The mistress kept seeing this ambiguous scene in the room, and only then did she finally understand what Wanka had hidden from them.
Shen Mo had been plotted against by a woman, so he was prepared for the woman who was sent to his arms.
Wanka only concealed this from them, the most important thing
He hesitated outside the window, and after a moment he had an idea, he went in the wind with his feet
The scene in the room continued. At night, Mèi had excellent flute skills. Seeing that Shen Mo was about to ejaculate, she quickly pinched his male root and crawled up. Her wet private parts slid across Shen Mo's chest. After a short time, she arched her body, putting her left hand on her nipples, and her expression was blurred and was about to be swallowed.
Shen Mo roared secretly and pressed her under her body. The male root couldn't wait to advance, and it was like a ferocious beast in the ups and downs.
Wanxiang retreated at this time, first he used his breasts to circle Shen Mo's back, then he used his fingers to penetrate his anus, found the point of bliss and kept trembling. Shen Mo was sweating layer by layer, and soon his eyes were covered by sweat beads.
At this time, I saw her stretching out her right hand, leaning into her backyard with her two fingers, and taking out a long needle from it, a long blue needle sealed by wax.
Wanmèi squinted her eyes and wanted to push Shen Mo away and change her position. It was so good that Wanxiang didn't have the chance to attack behind her back.
But Shen Mo's pleasure was rising now, so he didn't care about these things. Evening mèi was so overwhelmed by him that he could only watch Wanxiang rub off the sealing wax at the tip of the needle a little bit.
Apart from the long needles of Feng La, the color is even more ghostly, a kind of resentful blue, shining with the most beautiful brilliance.
Evening mèi looked at it raised high, and finally only half an inch away from the back of Shen Mo's head. Finally, he gave up and closed his eyes to wait for Shen Mo to die.
At the last moment, a group of people suddenly bumped into the door, and they ran into the rude without knowing it, shouting to save the person.
Shen Mo was frustrated, and his expression seemed to have eaten a bite of shit. He looked for clothes to put on, and asked fiercely: Which one is the one who killed him so much that he would not die sooner or later, but he asked me to help him at this time!
This man is an assassin. The person who came down: We chased him all the way, but when we returned home, he saw him lying on the ground, holding a syringe in his hand, saying that he was silenced and asked us to save him.
This did not shock Shen Mo, but Wanxiang and Wanmèi were shocked. So they put on their clothes and squeezed into the middle to see what happened.
I saw this clearly. The mistress was held in my arms, a mistress with a color as snow as
Shen Mo's expression became solemn at this time. He bent down and pulled out the sword of the man and picked up the mistress's top.
The mistress's body moved, and everyone was gasping for a while because they saw the red spots on his chest.
To be precise, it should not be a red spot, but a vertical and horizontal red net, which seemed to have life, moving along the blood vessels, crawling all over the mistress's chest inch by inch.
Evening, Mèi covered her mouth and saw a red thread closest to her heart exploded, a cluster of blood gushed out, and a bloody rose opened in front of the mistress. In the end, he couldn't help but feel trembling, and his feet became weak and kneeled in front of the mistress.
The mistress opened her eyes at this time and looked like she was impatient with pain. She opened her mouth and bit her arm tightly, but she refused to relax.
You all go out. Finally, Shen Mo raised his hand and saw the Taoist light coming out in his eyes. The excited light was even more excited than Yunyu's orgasm: This is the first time I have seen this symptom, and I need to study it carefully
Mèi is a snake in the late year, and is prone to becoming lazy in winter, so she stays in her door and wants her to roast sweet potatoes on the stove.
Wanxiang was peeling sweet potatoes when they visited that day. Wanxiang was envious and asked for something to eat. After eating, they remembered the main topic: Congratulations to the girl. The boss said that based on the performance in the past few months, only the girl and I are qualified to compete for Tiankow. If we set out now, whoever completes the task first will become Tiankow.
Wanmèi was a little surprised: Let's go now? What do you mean now?
Not that Wanxiang nodded: This time we are going to Linfeng City. The leader Fang Ge will have his 40th birthday tomorrow. We will kill the holy doctor Shen Mo at the hero meeting and get his sword-hanging grass. It's really not easy.
Linfeng City, Fang Gecai is truly famous in the city
Twelve years ago, he was just a silent swordsman. I wonder how many people doubt whether he can do it for a long time, whether a martial artist can win the hearts of the people.
Now twelve years have passed, time has verified everything, and there are many heroes in Linfeng City, and all those who have doubted him have become guests who have been pleased with each other.
The Fang Mansion is crowded today, and Wan Mèi and Wan Xiang are both standing outside the door, just like everyone else, holding a brocade box in their hands.
Their identities are now Miaoling Shuangmei. The leader of a small gang in Miaojiang is far away. He is famous in Miaojiang, but in Middle-earth, he is definitely two new faces.
The butler of Fang's house is also surnamed Fang. He seems to be knowledgeable. He glanced at the silver bell on the wrists of the two people and picked up his fist: Lingyin is ecstatic, it turns out that it is the arrival of the double charm. It's really a long journey.
Wanxiang looked back at him and smiled even more enchanting: The long journey was a bit long, but it was not hard to see if it was lively. As long as the elder brother didn't dislike our southern barbarians, he would be
The big brother called the housekeeper and blushed, so he took them in person and arranged a seat close to the main table.
After a while, most of the people came. After a regular flattery and bold words, the luncheon finally began.
During the meal, the Wanxiang and Wan Mèi kept whispering, and they were joking without any hesitation, which quickly attracted everyone's attention.
Wanxiang simply stood up, picked up the wine glass and said: Our Miao women don’t understand the rules, so they make you laugh at me, but don’t you think drinking so hard is too boring? My girl and I are not afraid of being ugly, so how about helping you?
Before the words were finished, someone shouted ok. I turned around late and knew that the person who called was Shen Mo, so I smiled at him.
Shen Mo also smiled back to her, Luo Luo's generous eyes were bright, but she was a bit cool.
Wan Xiang bowed: So can you please lend a piano to your home
The male servant quickly brought the zither, Wanxiang reached out to take it, and stuffed it into Wanmie's arms without saying a word.
Evening Mèi had to sit down and play the piano and play the song "Dan Posa", a song with a faint teasing meaning.
The Tsukisu starts dancing with the tune, the willow waist style sways and silver bells tremble, and every drum beat seems to be stepping on a man's heart
After she arrived at the main table, she gave Fang Ge a gift. Before she finished speaking the word "Good birthday" was auspicious, Shen Mo's hand had already reached over and touched her waist.
The Miao girl's cashews really need to be more delicate. After touching them, he raised his eyebrows and smiled: That's why Wu danced so ecstatically!
Wanxiang raised her eyebrows, as if she was angry but was about to reply, but she heard a rumbling sound on her head, and then a silver needle came to her head.
The main table was filled with heroes of great origin. Seeing this, they stood up to protect Fang Ge. All kinds of weapons were waved together, and there was a drop of water.
The only person who knows how to protect flowers is Shen Mo. He took off his long gown without weapons and danced in the wind to cover the incense of the evening.
In the end, all the silver needles fell to the ground, and the rest seemed to be fine. Only Shen Mo was slightly injured and was poked into the tiger's mouth by a silver needle.
Seeing this, Wanxiang hurried forward, hugged his hand and frowned: What to do, what to do? I don’t know if this needle is poisonous.
Shen Mo laughed and frowned: I'm afraid it's poisonous. If Chen dies today, the girl must remember that I died for you.
Wanxiang spat on him, and when she raised her eyes, she felt her heart sinking. Suddenly, the world became dark and it was slanted on Shen Mo's shoulder.
Shen Mo was surprised. After touching her pulse, he said something bad, and then hugged someone and left the seat in a hurry.
The night mèi naturally followed him, shouting "Sister, sister, and full of concern."
The meal was in chaos, and I turned around in the evening, and saw Fang Ge finally getting up, and a few words calmed everyone's emotions.
Through the hustle and bustle, he could clearly hear his voice, a restrained and indifferent voice, but like the blind young man in the dark room, he had the magic of surrender.
Fang Ge, she remembered this name, remembered that he had a handsome face dyed with frost, and was calm and noble.
※※※※
After arriving at the guest room, Shen Mo's first thing was to pull open the evening clothes and reveal half of her soft breasts.
A silver needle was inserted under her breasts. Shen Mo inhaled, and his hands were like lightning. He pointed several large acupoints around him.
The medicine boy he was with him quickly prepared the hot water tool, and urged the young man: I think you'd better go out, the young master is not allowed to disturb him when he sees a doctor.
Evening Mèi didn't say anything. After looking at Wanxiang, he looked at Shen Mo again, with water rippling in his eyes
Shen Mo then looked at the medicine boy: I see you are going out, my sisters are connected to each other, and I happen to be a helper here, so I am sure that I am better than you who don’t know how to be merciful and care-free.
The medicine boy has a very bad temper and cursed loudly when he heard this. "A pervert," he threw the guy in his hand and threw it away.
Shen Mo grinned and rolled his eyes to scold him for not having to repair it, but his subordinates were unambiguous. After pulling out the fine needle, he picked up a silver knife and drew a small cross between the needle's eyes.
A black blood suddenly spilled out from her breasts. Shen Mo bent down and sucked all the black blood in one mouthful. Then he fed Wanxiang a pill to promote her uterus and activate blood.
After a cup of tea, Wanxiang woke up, and was still a little confused. She only saw Shen Mo's slender fingers on her breasts busy. She used a needle to penetrate the intestine thread and was suturing her wounds.
Evening Mèi noticed that his right palm was black and there was signs of spreading into his palm. He quickly said: I see that the poison on my brother's hand is not light, right?
Shen Mo lowered his head and smiled: I don’t have to worry about it. The girl’s peaks are as beautiful as jade, and there can’t be scars on it, so this is the point.
Wanka laughed "puffed" on the bed. After he finished sewing, he got out of bed, and half exposed it and put it on his shoulder: The eldest brother is so dedicated to the girl, but she really makes the girl unable to repay her.
Shen Mo raised his eyebrows and blew a sigh of relief at her breasts: If the girl agrees with her body, she can do it, but she is afraid that the new injury will be cracked...
The following half sentence was originally a pity that he had spent the past half a day, but he didn't say it, and was blocked by Wanxiang's warm breasts.
We Miao people are rough, but not that delicate. After putting our breasts close to Shen Mo's face, Wan Xiang laughed: I'm afraid you middle-earth people are pedantic and don't want the girl to agree with her at all.
Shen Mo blinked, couldn't help but step forward and bite her nipples: Then you might as well give it a try, see if I, a middle-earth man, is pedantic or not.
Seeing this, I bent down, reached into his clothes and took out the man's root, stretched out his tongue and licked the love juice on his head, and laughed at Wanxiang: I think he is not pedantic, sister, this place is also big, no worse than our men in Miaojiang
Wanka also bent down, looked at his male root with interest, stuck out her tongue and licked her left and right, which made Shen Mo unable to control her and then stood up, nodded and concluded: It's big, bigger than all men I've ever seen.
Shen Mo was so amused that he was crushed to the ground by Wanxiang and remembered that the tiger's mouth was injured. He couldn't help but exclaim softly.
The two sisters stopped doing so, and they asked him in unison if he wanted to be nervous.
It's important, not the most important thing. Shen Mo raised his eyebrows and pulled out the poison needle and threw it at his hand: You two must remember, don't let me be too happy, as long as you don't have the vicious blood to your heart, I will always be able to save you.
Wanxiang spat again: He is such a desperate romantic ghost. While untiing his clothes, he slowly untied them from top to bottom, biting his teeth a little bit, and playing hard to get, Shen Mo's heart was boiling
Finally, everyone met naked. Wanmèi knelt between his legs and teased his male root with his tongue. Wanka lay on his chest, and his tongue and nipples swept through every inch of his skin.
Shen Mo's throat sounded, and his two fingers penetrated into the private parts of Wanxiang. The young man opened his mouth below and was also holding the male root in the circle. The tip of his tongue made the male root deep.
The pleasure came almost at the same time. Wanxiang and Shen Mo said together, and their desires began to heat up, and a fire arose in the room.
At this critical moment, Shen Mo shouted and stopped, sat up and took off the silver bell on Wanxiang's wrist.
Sorry, I have this bad habit, he touched his forehead: It's also a romantic debt. In the past, when the clouds and rains were plotted against by women, I almost became a romantic ghost, but now...
Wanxiang laughed and made a sarcastic expression: Could it be that my sister is here to kill my elder brother? Is my silver bell here to tie my elder brother's neck? Is my sister's hairpin on her head used to scoop his eye sockets?
Shen Mo coughed awkwardly, but he still watched Wanm, especially the sharp hairpin on her head.
Evening sighed, he had to take off the silver bell and take off his hairpin, and put down his black hair like a waterfall
Wanxiang was still innocent. Following the night's eyes, she glanced at the silver needle pulled out from Shen Mohu's mouth: Then, according to my opinion, this silver needle must be put away, I may not be sure that I will use him to stab my brother in the heart.
Shen Mo was embarrassed and coughed again and again, but he still got up and put all the things into the drawer.
Wanxiang held her cheek aside, but after a moment she wrapped it around like a snake. Wanmie sighed secretly, and had to continue playing the flute. Her eyes couldn't help but look out the window.
There is someone outside the window, a mistress who came to put the Red Devil umbrella
Just now, there were two people lying on the roof of the lobby. The mistress was responsible for putting needles, and the eighth day of the lunar month was responsible for running away. Someone chased the murderer and ran away, leaving the mistress to take care of him in the mansion.
The mistress kept seeing this ambiguous scene in the room, and only then did she finally understand what Wanka had hidden from them.
Shen Mo had been plotted against by a woman, so he was prepared for the woman who was sent to his arms.
Wanka only concealed this from them, the most important thing
He hesitated outside the window, and after a moment he had an idea, he went in the wind with his feet
The scene in the room continued. At night, Mèi had excellent flute skills. Seeing that Shen Mo was about to ejaculate, she quickly pinched his male root and crawled up. Her wet private parts slid across Shen Mo's chest. After a short time, she arched her body, putting her left hand on her nipples, and her expression was blurred and was about to be swallowed.
Shen Mo roared secretly and pressed her under her body. The male root couldn't wait to advance, and it was like a ferocious beast in the ups and downs.
Wanxiang retreated at this time, first he used his breasts to circle Shen Mo's back, then he used his fingers to penetrate his anus, found the point of bliss and kept trembling. Shen Mo was sweating layer by layer, and soon his eyes were covered by sweat beads.
At this time, I saw her stretching out her right hand, leaning into her backyard with her two fingers, and taking out a long needle from it, a long blue needle sealed by wax.
Wanmèi squinted her eyes and wanted to push Shen Mo away and change her position. It was so good that Wanxiang didn't have the chance to attack behind her back.
But Shen Mo's pleasure was rising now, so he didn't care about these things. Evening mèi was so overwhelmed by him that he could only watch Wanxiang rub off the sealing wax at the tip of the needle a little bit.
Apart from the long needles of Feng La, the color is even more ghostly, a kind of resentful blue, shining with the most beautiful brilliance.
Evening mèi looked at it raised high, and finally only half an inch away from the back of Shen Mo's head. Finally, he gave up and closed his eyes to wait for Shen Mo to die.
At the last moment, a group of people suddenly bumped into the door, and they ran into the rude without knowing it, shouting to save the person.
Shen Mo was frustrated, and his expression seemed to have eaten a bite of shit. He looked for clothes to put on, and asked fiercely: Which one is the one who killed him so much that he would not die sooner or later, but he asked me to help him at this time!
This man is an assassin. The person who came down: We chased him all the way, but when we returned home, he saw him lying on the ground, holding a syringe in his hand, saying that he was silenced and asked us to save him.
This did not shock Shen Mo, but Wanxiang and Wanmèi were shocked. So they put on their clothes and squeezed into the middle to see what happened.
I saw this clearly. The mistress was held in my arms, a mistress with a color as snow as
Shen Mo's expression became solemn at this time. He bent down and pulled out the sword of the man and picked up the mistress's top.
The mistress's body moved, and everyone was gasping for a while because they saw the red spots on his chest.
To be precise, it should not be a red spot, but a vertical and horizontal red net, which seemed to have life, moving along the blood vessels, crawling all over the mistress's chest inch by inch.
Evening, Mèi covered her mouth and saw a red thread closest to her heart exploded, a cluster of blood gushed out, and a bloody rose opened in front of the mistress. In the end, he couldn't help but feel trembling, and his feet became weak and kneeled in front of the mistress.
The mistress opened her eyes at this time and looked like she was impatient with pain. She opened her mouth and bit her arm tightly, but she refused to relax.
You all go out. Finally, Shen Mo raised his hand and saw the Taoist light coming out in his eyes. The excited light was even more excited than Yunyu's orgasm: This is the first time I have seen this symptom, and I need to study it carefully
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