Several women stood in the pearl curtain, and an old woman with white hair on her temples said lightly: The emperor is old, and it is necessary to have his own ideas. Why should the empress dowager be angry?
A beautiful man in a black palace uniform sat on the couch, with her long hair scattered like a waterfall. She looked only about thirty people, her beautiful eyebrows were slightly raised, and her jade face was not applied. Although she was as cold as ice and snow, she could not hide her imposing beauty. Her phoenix eyes looked coldly at the palace lanterns that had not been extinguished at the corner of the palace, but a trace of sadness appeared in her eyes.
The old emperor had three sons, Ao'er's mother died early, and the Ai family was afraid that he would die young, so they went to the palace to raise him. They treated him as their own son for twenty years and spent all their efforts on his throne. She was speechless for a long time and finally sighed: After all, she is not her own son...
Whether it is his biological mother or not, the empress dowager will be the empress dowager after all. The old white-haired woman said: The emperor's biological mother's family is no longer there. If he does not rely on the empress dowager, who else can he rely on? However, the emperor is over twenty years old and has no descendants yet...
Not that bitch. The Queen Mother said coldly: If I had known this, the Ai family would not have allowed her to enter the palace at the beginning
The emperor is young and easily confused by beauty. A slender middle-aged woman behind said: By the way, this queen is really pretty. Even when she sees me, she is amazed.
Are there fewer stunning beauty in the palace? The white-haired woman said: How many stunning beauty were there in the late emperor's imperial order back then? Don't you all behave in the palace ban now?
A young woman knelt on the couch and combed her long hair for the queen mother, laughing: This is all the kindness of the queen mother, otherwise the queen mother would have an edict to let them be buried with her.
The middle-aged woman said: Wouldn't it be cheap for them to be buried with her? The old marquis passed away early that year. You have never seen the faces of those bitches in the palace. They are all staring at the queen's position. They are both witchcraft and hooking. They just want to curse the empress to death, or send the empress to Yongxiang.
The young woman tied the empress dowager's hair bun and said: Fortunately, the empress is lucky, and the prince raised by her family finally ascended the throne and became the emperor.
The middle-aged woman said: This is also God has eyes. The empress finally ended her hardships and thought about the days back then, making those bitches licking the toes of their servants unhappy.
Everyone laughed for a few words, and the empress dowager's cold expression softened a lot. She stood up and walked slowly in the empty hall, saying: The emperor's wings are hard, he is willing to fly, and the Ai family cannot stop him.
The old woman said: The emperor is young after all, and the empress dowager cannot let him fly alone. In the end, he has to find a few trustworthy assistants for the emperor. He seems to have the intention to retreat when he sees the Grand Sima...
Yeah?
I looked at the expression between my eyebrows and had this intention, otherwise I would not have been sick a few days ago
The Empress Dowager stopped and said after a moment: Huo Zimeng is the pillar of the court. Now that he is sick... Yi Wei, you are the female doctor around Ai's family, and you should visit him.
No, the young woman answered
The old woman with white hair said: It's up to the Marquis of Xiangyi to be promoted.
The queen mother frowned and wanted to get angry, but finally sighed helplessly, haven't he entered the palace yet?
The middle-aged woman gave a cup of tea. The empress dowager scolded him fiercely that day. Although the marquis of Xiangyi was obedient, he also wanted to save face. He has been hiding from the empress dowager these days.
The Queen Mother sighed: Let him enter the palace
promise
After all, it depends on my mother's family... The Empress Dowager shook her head, smiled at herself, and then said to the female doctor next to her: Where is your younger brother?
This Yige is Yi Zong's sister. She has been away from her hometown for many years, but at this time she has become the most trusted female doctor by the Queen Mother. She laughed and said: Sima Huo personally ordered him to be replenished into the Yulin Tianjun for a few years to train, and then she can do business for the Queen Mother and the Emperor.
The Queen Mother nodded, and when he knew the rules of the army, he would be transferred to Beigong.
Yi Wei kowtowed: Thank you for your kindness
Get some gifts
promise
After Yi Yu retreated, there was still a white-haired old woman and the middle-aged woman left in the hall.
The middle-aged woman said: King Zhao has sent someone again
The Queen Mother said lightly: What did you give this time?
Five thousand gold tills, twenty white jades and ten beauties
The old white-haired woman said: It’s no wonder that the emperor has no children yet.
The middle-aged woman said: The prince of King Zhao is the same age as the emperor, and the relatives of the clan clan are the eldest. If the emperor is unhesitant, it will be his turn.
The Queen Mother changed the topic, hasn’t Jiang Chong replied yet?
Already arrived at the Dance City
Let him ask and come back
Ning Cheng...
The Empress Dowager said: Just a marquis of Pingting, and let the emperor be happy
promise
The Empress Dowager drank a little tea, what about those sluts?
The middle-aged woman said: The two men caught a cold last night, had already fed the medicine, and sent them to Yongxiang.
Go and see if you go to King Zhao and just say that the gift was received, don't say anything else
promise
Only the old woman was left in the huge palace. After a long time, the old woman said: Prince Zhao is older
The Empress Dowager said: If King Zhao knows it, he will stop, otherwise...
The white-haired old woman coughed twice, that person is here in Luodu
The Queen Mother's fingers trembled slightly, then straightened her back and said sternly: Where did the news come from?
Someone has seen that person in Yingchuan
Who is it?
A Ranger named Xue Hao
Bring Xue Hao to Ai's family and ask him personally
The old woman said: The envoy asked a few questions, and he committed suicide by slashing his sword.
The Queen Mother raised her glass and threw it on the table, and said with hatred: These rangers!
With a whisper, the porcelain cup was embedded in the paint table, and the tea soup splashed out, leaving a white water mark on the shiny black paint surface.
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Mang Mountain is located north of Luodu. In later generations, it was the most favored place for burying bones by emperors and generals of all dynasties. Later generations said: Born in Suzhou and Hangzhou, buried in Beimeng and even if there is no leisure land on Beimeng, it is all old tombs of kings and princes. However, at this time, Mang Mountain did not have the scene of tombs of later generations. The ancient trees in the mountains were lush and green as clouds.
It was drizzling, and an exquisite building was hidden in the forest. The surrounding mountains and forests were surrounded by light clouds, like a painting of misty rain.
Shangqing Temple is not large in scale, but it is very careful to build the entire Taoist temple. It is divided into two places according to the mountain. The building below is a courtyard with four sides, in the shape of A. Above is a row of quiet houses and a tower view protruding from a cliff, forming a T-shaped shape. The middle is connected by a corridor with a B-shaped shape, which is secretly connected to the numbers of Liu Ding Jade Girl, Liu Jia Yang Shen and Tai Yi.
The building is as thin as a bird on the top of the cliff. Facing the vast mountains, the building is surrounded by vermilion red veranda. Light yellow bamboo curtains are hanging in the railings. The veil is as thin as a cicada's wings. When you look inside, you can see the scenery in the mountains. However, just like this, a light veil isolates the coldness and moisture coming with the autumn rain. The warmth inside the building is as if it is a world of self-contained
Drizzle fell on the eaves, making a rustling sound like a spring silkworm. A straw mat made of white vines was laid in the building. Next to it was a small furnace. A woman in a blue Taoist robe knelt on her knees. She bent down slightly, put her left hand on her right sleeve, rolled up the copper pot on the furnace, and poured it into the ear cup on the lacquer plate.
The boiling water fell into the cup, making a pleasant sound, and the tea leaves stretched out one by one, showing a blue color in the porcelain cups.
The Taoist nun in green robe poured three cups of tea, held up the tea tray, put it on the table, and then knelt beside her
Several unpainted cases are the same as the tea tray, retaining the original color of wood. A woman in an apricot yellow robe raised her hand and exposed a piece of white and white wrist. She gently picked up the ear cup with her jade fingers, raised her hands slightly, and said warmly: Please use tea.
The water vapor evaporated, blurring her jade face. Only the beautiful outline of her jade cheeks and the apricot yellow Taoist robe on her body were calm and full of unspeakable rhythms, which made people's eyes attracted by it.
Two ladies sat opposite, wearing high buns in their hair, wearing jewelry made of gems and bright satin on their bodies.
A young lady picked up the ear cup curiously. The tea leaves taste bitter. Others used rice paste to combine them with honey to make tea cakes. However, such tea is rare.
Most of the tea cakes used to drink tea in the Six Dynasties, and then cooked them into tea soup. Cheng Zongyang was not used to drinking it, so he simply asked Qi Yuan to buy a tea garden, pick the tea leaves and stir-fry it, and then drink it by himself. Of course, Zhuo Yunjun would not say that he learned tea with his master, but just smiled and said: The way is simple, a cup of clear tea, the real taste is all in it.
A middle-aged lady across the street tasted it and praised: It was indeed a good tea. She put down her ear cup and sighed: Jiao Yu is a few years older than me, but every time I see Jiao Yu over the years, her appearance is the same as before. Now she looks younger than me, I really don’t know what magic skills does Jiao Yu have, and how can she not have a face wither?
Zhuo Yunjun smiled and said: Those who seek Taoism are just a matter of the rest. Isn’t Pingcheng a man who has heard of Taoism? He lives with the heaven and earth.
The young lady next to me said: The Master of the Teachings said that he was practicing Taoism, but there are so many people in the world, how many people can achieve it? I feel it is very difficult to hear it.
Beim is one of the seventy-two blessed places of the Dao Sect. If a princess has a heart toward Taoism, it will be of great benefit to practice here.
Princess Yangshi laughed, and to tell the story of Jiaoyu, Jiaoyu had been teaching the Taoist sect truth for several days. I was still drowsy and drowsy with my ears pricked up and heard it today. Jiaoyu simply passed on some magic tricks for us.
Zhuo Yunjun said: Tao can be told, but where can there be magic tricks to pass on in extraordinary Tao?
No! Princess Yangshi smiled and pulled Zhuo Yunjun's sleeve. You must pass on some magic tricks today!
Pingchengjun also said: That's right! That's right! It's raining outside anyway. If you refuse, we will pester you until dawn.
Zhuo Yunjun was pulled to her clothes by the two of them, and a hint of undetectable blush flashed across her face, and she hurriedly said: OK, OK, I'll say that
The two ladies smiled and let go of their hands. Zhuo Yunjun stroked his collar and calmed down slightly. Zhan Yan smiled and said: The princess said that she was drowsy when she heard the scriptures. I will teach you a way to sleep.
Princess Yangshi said disappointedly: What is sleeping? I can sleep with my eyes closed.
All the wonders say that the princess has drunk tea, listen carefully to me and come to Tan'er, go get the pillow and quilt
Pingchengjun, Princess Yangshi and Zhuo Yunjun have known each other for a long time. Although she didn't know what she said about sleeping, she would just remove the hairpin and untie the hairpin as she said.
Shaoqing Zhuo Yunjun's disciple Chen Jintan took a pillow and spread it on the mat to sleep side by side with Princess Yangshi. She covered her thin quilt to protect her from the cold and closed her eyes.
When sleeping, the bed must be thick and warm, and the cover is warm, the waist and feet are already under, and the left and right should be warm. What Zhuo Yunjun said is not very profound and mysterious, just like gossip, but her voice is soft and light, accompanied by the thin sound of rain, as if floating from the sky
The pillow should be low, the neck should be smooth, the belt should be untied, and it is better to be wide and spread...
The two women's breathing becomes soft and their minds are peaceful
The hands are three inches away from the body, the fists are slightly clenched and the feet are six inches away, and the knees should be loose. Zhuo Yunjun said softly: At this time, I want to be the first white in the east, and the sunlight is about to come out. If I breathe slowly in front of me, my mouth and nose are slightly held, and the breath enters the inner lips slightly opens, and I vomit it slowly, leaving a thread of my chest and lungs without coming out, then I will slowly lead it...
Zhuo Yunjun's voice became softer and softer... When his lungs were full, he closed his breath and used his mind to guide him to follow his shoulders into his arms. When he reached his hands and held it, the qi entered his stomach, between his kidneys, and to the soles of his feet, and then he felt that his skin and flesh were like insects...
Taking the three breaths as the degree, if you inhale again, you will no longer have the lungs. It will lead the qi into the large intestine and flow below the navel. If you are full, stop erecting your knees and bulging your abdomen for nine degrees. Disperse the breath into the body and vent your feet, stroke your hands and lower your chest, rub your abdomen around the navel and spread your toes upwards, hook it several degrees to make your hands and feet moist and warm, and the turbid air will be empty.
From the head to the foot, it is loose inch...
Zhuo Yunjun said in a low voice: "Natsule's forehead...Natsule's eyebrows...Natsule's cheeks...Natsule's lips...Natsule's jaw...
It is loosens the neck... it is loosens the spine... it is loosens the arms... it is loosens the hands... it is loosens the abdomen... it is loosens the knees... it is loosens the feet... it is light as feathers, and its body is soft as transformation...
The continuous sound of rain sounded around, accompanied by Zhuo Yunjun's chanting, like a dreamy and warm building. Two ladies fell asleep in the warmth of the building. Although they were covered with thick powder, their sleeping faces were as quiet as babies.
Zhuo Yunjun said softly: Get out
Yes, Chen Jintan responded and stepped back gently
Zhuo Yunjun raised his finger and gently tapped between the two women's necks, then picked out a small talisman from his sleeve, bending his finger and sticking it to the corner of the door, isolating Jingshe's voice
She stood up softly, unbuttoned the bun on the top of her head with her jade hands, spread her long hair off, and then stroked her collar. She sat and watched the clouds rise, and walked to the end of the water. Two lines of handwriting, and then she went out, and the apricot yellow Taoist robe fell to the ground, revealing a snow-slipping jade body.
Zhuo Yunjun was wearing a transparent black silk bra on the upper body, and his plump breasts were raised high, stretching the black silk as if it was about to spread. The lower body was a black sling of the same texture. The style was designed by Cheng Zongyang himself. The black lace was applied to the skin to maximize the outline of the beautiful waist and hips.
The bamboo curtain moved slightly, then the gauze curtain was lifted, and a figure rushed into the building with wind and rain. A charming and relieved smile appeared on the corner of Zhuo Yunjun's lips. Then he knelt on his knees, leaned down deeply, and said in a sweet voice: Master...
Cheng Zongyang whistled. After not seeing each other for many days, Zhuo Meiren became more and more beautiful. Her white and smooth body was as greasy as snow against the black underwear. At this time, she lay on the ground, her waist and hip curves were soft and moving, revealing all kinds of charm.
Get up
Zhuo Yunjun raised his body obediently, and the pair of plump snow breasts trembled slightly on his chest, and the tender red nipples were hard and raised, like two full grapes.
Under the master's hot gaze, Zhuo Yunjun suddenly felt a little embarrassed, lowered his head slightly, avoiding his master's gaze
Cheng Zongyang said in surprise: Why are you still shy? As he said that, he hugged Zhuo Yunjun's slender waist without hesitation, reached under her bra with one hand, and held the warm and soft beautiful meat.
The familiar feeling made Zhuo Yunjun unable to help but moan. She raised her breasts higher, while looking at the master with her eyes as silk.
Do you know I'm coming?
Zhuo Yunjunjiao gasped: Two miles away, I could sense the breath of the two servants.
Zhuo Yunjun and Yingli, like Xiao Zi, were taken away by Xiao Zi. When the distance was close, these servants could sense each other that she had higher cultivation and more sensitive sense. The slaves and Yingli were only outside of the room and felt that Zhuo Yunjun was in the building.
Who are they?
That one is Pingchengjun, the wife and sister of King Zhao. He has known me for many years. Another one is the youngest sister of the former emperor. Princess Yangshi came to visit the Tao.
Cheng Zongyang said: I didn’t expect you to be quite proud of your face
These noble people are extremely rich and noble, and what they want is nothing more than a technique for health preservation. Zhuo Yunjun said softly: They were brushed by slaves through the acupoints, and they were awakened six hours later. It would be here... It would be okay...
Cheng Zongyang smiled wickedly: What are you doing here?
Zhuo Yunjun's jade cheeks rose two flushed, and then said sweetly: Use your master's big cock to get my servant's vagina... Um...
Cheng Zongyang leaned over to kiss her red lips, and stroked Zhuo Yunjun on her body, leaning down on her bra, and her bra was pushed under her breasts. The two white snow breasts were kneaded and deformed by the master's master's soft tongue. She spit out her tongue, and was sucked by the master's powerful tongue tip. Her jade cheeks were scratched by the master's jaw. The numb feeling made her feel soft all over.
Cheng Zongyang sat on the ground, holding Zhuo Yunjun in his arms, and touching her lips and tongue while stroking her body.
After a long time, Cheng Zongyang let go of his lips, Zhuo Yunjun's cheeks flushed, and a shiny strand of black hair was pressed against his face, showing her charm, she barely got up, served the master and took off his wet coat, wiped the water marks on his body with a towel and squid.
Cheng Zongyang was teased by the slave on the road and was so excited that he didn't really vent. He grabbed Zhuo Yunjun's waist and was about to carry a gun to her big white horse, but Zhuo Yunjun leaned on his knees and said softly: The master can't sit on the mat, there is a chair here...
As he said that, Zhuo Yunjun pushed open a screen in the corner of the room. There were tables and chairs in Linxuan. The chairs were made of yellow rosewood, with armrests in a circle. It was very spacious. The bamboo curtains were rolled up outside the window, and raindrops fell on the window screen, like flowing glass. Although it was rainy, you could still see the lush green ancient wood outside like a forest.
This is good! Cheng Zongyang sat in the chair dry and patted his thighs.
Zhuo Yunjun smiled sweetly, twisted his waist and crawled on his knees, unbuttoning his slippery bra
Cheng Zongyang leaned in the back of the chair and said with a smirk: I originally wanted to use you on the table, what would you do if you asked me to sit on the chair?
Ah... Zhuo Yunjun was shocked, and his pink cheeks suddenly turned red
Cheng Zongyang bounced her nipples, why don’t you say it?
Zhuo Yunjun's face turned red and was asked by his master for a while before he whispered in a low voice: I thought... I thought the master wanted to enjoy... I was...
Cheng Zongyang pinched her nipples and smiled: Do you like being played with Ah very much?
Zhuo Yunjun lowered his eyes ashamed and said stutteringly: The master used to take over slaves... he would play with them from head to toe... before he could get the slaves under him...
How to play?
Zhuo Yunjun bit his lips shyly, then raised his eyes, looked at the master with a full mind, spread his legs gently, raised them on the handrail, and exposed his shame in front of the master.
The beautiful woman's smooth jade bulges slightly, and the beautiful jade house blooms like petals, revealing a watery phoenix eye and beautiful hole inside Zhuo Yunjun said softly: The slave is the master's special slave prostitute, and his whole body is the master's toy...
Cheng Zongyang reached her lower body with one hand, peeled off the soft honey flesh, twisted the small flower stem, Zhuo Yunjun let out a low moan. The tender and red jade house was like a flower, trembling under the owner's fingers, and those fingers were like bees, picking honey from her flowers.
Take off the stockings
yes……
Zhuo Yunjun raised his jade legs, took off his stockings bit by bit, and put his beautiful body naked in front of his master.
The sound of rain continued to drizzle. Pingchengjun and Princess Yangshi, two noble ladies, closed their eyes and fell asleep, making uniform breathing sounds. Just now, the beautiful and beautiful Jiaoyu, who was so beautiful that he was peeled into a ball of white and beautiful flesh. He was standing on a young man's knees, and his lewd face was blushed. His legs were open and closed, and his pink buttocks were raised or raised. The two full snow milks slid back and forth like jade balls, shyly posing in various positions, allowing the owner to watch and play.
Cheng Zongyang put her legs on the handrail, her vagina facing her swollen penis, then held her slender waist and sank down.
With a sound of chin, the glans squeezed into the wet hole, Zhuo Yunjun screamed, holding the master's knee with both hands, leaning back, the honey hole twitched and tightened, like a small mouth holding the glans tightly in front of her chest, two round snow breasts shaking, a hint of redness appeared
Zhuo Yunjun's two white and beautiful legs were placed on the handrail in a shape. The open vagina was invaded without any obstacles. The penis was pushed upwards and penetrated straight into the vagina, squeezing a stream of lust from the hole.
Zhuo Yunjun's starry eyes were half closed, his red lips were slightly opened, and his beautiful face flashed with shame and sweetness, shameful and satisfied, delicate and chaste... All kinds of expressions revealed all kinds of charm
Such a beautiful woman who is not stained with the world became her own plaything. She said that Cheng Zongyang was not excited. It was fake. He hugged Zhuo Yunjun's waist, and his hot penis twitched hard in her vagina, which made her tremble in a few strokes.
Zhuo Yunjun knelt on the chair with her knees, lying naked on her master's chest like a weak young woman. Her white snow buttocks were held by her master, and she fell down her waist. She stroked her round breasts up and down to her swollen penis and rubbed her strong chest back and forth. From time to time, she felt the numbness like an electric shock.
From the mouth of the hole to the center of the flower, the whole tender honey cavity was filled with juice. It was extremely smooth under the pounding of the penis Zhuo Yunjun felt that every inch of her skin was occupied by pleasure, and her body seemed to melt, without any strength.
The sound of rain outside the window kept coming, bringing a hint of chill. Zhuo Yunjun was like a submissive slave prostitute, leaning gently under the master's wings, surrounded by the master's fiery breath. Suddenly, she felt a long-lost peace. As long as she was protected by her master, the intrigue and bloody storm of the sect, she no longer had to face it herself. As long as she obeyed the master's orders and obtained the master's favor, she would not have to worry.
Zhuo Yunjun never thought that he would be so attached to a man. In terms of cultivation, he could not match himself; in terms of age, he was much younger than him; even if he possessed his own means, he was not so glorious, but he was increasingly unable to live without him.
Maybe because he is his only man, maybe because he showed his ability to protect himself and make him feel safe, maybe because he had too many shortcomings before returning to Longchi, Zhuo Yunjun's most persistent thought was to fight for life and death with Lin Caiquan, but his mother's order made her realize that she had to go back and take back everything that belonged to her sect before being completely isolated by Lin Caiquan.
The time for Zi's mother to choose was just right. Lin Caiquan had just taken the position of the head sect, and she would not openly turn against herself at this critical moment at any time. Zhuo Yunjun congratulated Lin Caiquan in empty language, showing the sincerity and unity of Taiyi Zhenzong, and then took his disciples to the Han Kingdom.
If it were the one I used to be, I would never have made such a choice. Therefore, I was as treacherous as Lin Caiquan. I never expected that I would suddenly change my mind, who had always been brave, and I would not even make the minimum response. I just watched myself leave
Both of them knew each other that they were deadly. Lin Caiquan had been in the sect for many years and joined forces with Shang Lexuan. Once he was freed up, he would face many murderous intents from within the sect. But at this time, Zhuo Yunjun was not worried at all because he was the master's slave, and his life and body belonged to this young man who regarded himself as a slave prostitute. If they wanted to get rid of themselves, they had to ask the master if he agreed.
The thrusting of the penis slowed down slightly, Zhuo Yunjun chuckled and said softly: I am lying on the chair, is it good for the master to get the slave's butt from behind?
So good Cheng Zongyang patted her ass and then let go of her hand
Zhuo Yunjun's thighs were wet and stained with water. She didn't bother to wipe them, so she lay on the chair, smiled at the owner charmingly, then reached her hips and spread the snow-white buttocks, revealing the delicate back garden flowers between her buttocks.
The penis fucked hard into the body, Ah! Zhuo Yunjun screamed in a short time, and a swelling and pain came from his tender anus that had not been entered for a long time
The master's penis was strong and powerful. She closed her eyes and endured the pain brought to her by the master, letting her penis insert into her most shameful part and thrust her to the fullest
With a snap, the butt was squeezed by the master, and the burning pain came from Zhuo Yunjun quickly raised his butt higher, and the angle of the anal hole facing the master's penis made the master's fuck more happily.
The feeling of swelling gradually faded away, and the asshole became more and more hot under the master's thrust, Zhuo Yunjun leaned down, his fat white butt raised high like a snow ball, and a palm print was printed on his buttocks. The red and tender flesh hole was filled with the penis, leaving no gap around.
A light red cloud appeared on Zhuo Yunjun's white skin, showing that she was already moved with her penis in and out. Her tender anus couldn't help but twitch, sucking the penis like a small mouth, with a burst of refreshing pleasure.
Cheng Zongyang thrust hundreds of times in one breath, and finally thrust his waist suddenly, stabbing his entire penis into Zhuo Meiren's tender anus, and squirted violently deep into her intestines.
This time, the ejaculation was so refreshing. After a long time, Cheng Zongyang pulled out his penis with a pop. The tender anus was gathered like a daisy, and a thick sperm was squeezed out from the red and tender flesh holes.
Zhuo Yunjun snuggled at the master's feet, licked his master's penis with his lips and tongue, while raising his face and looking at his master with his watery eyes.
Cheng Zongyang patted his thighs and came over
Zhuo Yunjun crawled onto his lap, sat obediently in his arms, Cheng Zongyang lay between her plump snow breasts, breathing the fragrance of her skin, and after a long time he let out a breath
Zhuo Yunjun touched his chin with his palm. Is the master tired?
Cheng Zongyang Yes, I have been running around for several days, and physical fatigue is still the second. What consumes more is that any small clue of energy requires 100% effort. I am like a tight bowstring, and I dare not relax at all. I relax at this time, I just feel that I don’t even want to move my fingers.
Zhuo Yunjun said softly: The master has a beard
Cheng Zongyang was never used to keeping beards, and he shaved his beard whenever he had the chance, but he ran around with Lu Jing these days and had no time to take care of it.
Scrape me
Zhuo Yunjun didn't say anything. She gently came down from Cheng Zongyang's knees, found a small silver knife from the wooden lattice under the desk, and helped the master shave his beard.
Cheng Zongyang leaned against the back of the chair with his eyes closed. The small silver knife rustled on his chin, scrambling little by little to the sharp edge of the blade under his jaw against the skin. Just a slant would cut his throat, but Cheng Zongyang was too lazy to open his eyes.
Zhuo Yunjun moved his jade fingers gently, carefully shaved his master's beard, wiped it with a silk scribble, then put away the small silver knife, and snuggled it back to his master's arms.
A beautiful man in a black palace uniform sat on the couch, with her long hair scattered like a waterfall. She looked only about thirty people, her beautiful eyebrows were slightly raised, and her jade face was not applied. Although she was as cold as ice and snow, she could not hide her imposing beauty. Her phoenix eyes looked coldly at the palace lanterns that had not been extinguished at the corner of the palace, but a trace of sadness appeared in her eyes.
The old emperor had three sons, Ao'er's mother died early, and the Ai family was afraid that he would die young, so they went to the palace to raise him. They treated him as their own son for twenty years and spent all their efforts on his throne. She was speechless for a long time and finally sighed: After all, she is not her own son...
Whether it is his biological mother or not, the empress dowager will be the empress dowager after all. The old white-haired woman said: The emperor's biological mother's family is no longer there. If he does not rely on the empress dowager, who else can he rely on? However, the emperor is over twenty years old and has no descendants yet...
Not that bitch. The Queen Mother said coldly: If I had known this, the Ai family would not have allowed her to enter the palace at the beginning
The emperor is young and easily confused by beauty. A slender middle-aged woman behind said: By the way, this queen is really pretty. Even when she sees me, she is amazed.
Are there fewer stunning beauty in the palace? The white-haired woman said: How many stunning beauty were there in the late emperor's imperial order back then? Don't you all behave in the palace ban now?
A young woman knelt on the couch and combed her long hair for the queen mother, laughing: This is all the kindness of the queen mother, otherwise the queen mother would have an edict to let them be buried with her.
The middle-aged woman said: Wouldn't it be cheap for them to be buried with her? The old marquis passed away early that year. You have never seen the faces of those bitches in the palace. They are all staring at the queen's position. They are both witchcraft and hooking. They just want to curse the empress to death, or send the empress to Yongxiang.
The young woman tied the empress dowager's hair bun and said: Fortunately, the empress is lucky, and the prince raised by her family finally ascended the throne and became the emperor.
The middle-aged woman said: This is also God has eyes. The empress finally ended her hardships and thought about the days back then, making those bitches licking the toes of their servants unhappy.
Everyone laughed for a few words, and the empress dowager's cold expression softened a lot. She stood up and walked slowly in the empty hall, saying: The emperor's wings are hard, he is willing to fly, and the Ai family cannot stop him.
The old woman said: The emperor is young after all, and the empress dowager cannot let him fly alone. In the end, he has to find a few trustworthy assistants for the emperor. He seems to have the intention to retreat when he sees the Grand Sima...
Yeah?
I looked at the expression between my eyebrows and had this intention, otherwise I would not have been sick a few days ago
The Empress Dowager stopped and said after a moment: Huo Zimeng is the pillar of the court. Now that he is sick... Yi Wei, you are the female doctor around Ai's family, and you should visit him.
No, the young woman answered
The old woman with white hair said: It's up to the Marquis of Xiangyi to be promoted.
The queen mother frowned and wanted to get angry, but finally sighed helplessly, haven't he entered the palace yet?
The middle-aged woman gave a cup of tea. The empress dowager scolded him fiercely that day. Although the marquis of Xiangyi was obedient, he also wanted to save face. He has been hiding from the empress dowager these days.
The Queen Mother sighed: Let him enter the palace
promise
After all, it depends on my mother's family... The Empress Dowager shook her head, smiled at herself, and then said to the female doctor next to her: Where is your younger brother?
This Yige is Yi Zong's sister. She has been away from her hometown for many years, but at this time she has become the most trusted female doctor by the Queen Mother. She laughed and said: Sima Huo personally ordered him to be replenished into the Yulin Tianjun for a few years to train, and then she can do business for the Queen Mother and the Emperor.
The Queen Mother nodded, and when he knew the rules of the army, he would be transferred to Beigong.
Yi Wei kowtowed: Thank you for your kindness
Get some gifts
promise
After Yi Yu retreated, there was still a white-haired old woman and the middle-aged woman left in the hall.
The middle-aged woman said: King Zhao has sent someone again
The Queen Mother said lightly: What did you give this time?
Five thousand gold tills, twenty white jades and ten beauties
The old white-haired woman said: It’s no wonder that the emperor has no children yet.
The middle-aged woman said: The prince of King Zhao is the same age as the emperor, and the relatives of the clan clan are the eldest. If the emperor is unhesitant, it will be his turn.
The Queen Mother changed the topic, hasn’t Jiang Chong replied yet?
Already arrived at the Dance City
Let him ask and come back
Ning Cheng...
The Empress Dowager said: Just a marquis of Pingting, and let the emperor be happy
promise
The Empress Dowager drank a little tea, what about those sluts?
The middle-aged woman said: The two men caught a cold last night, had already fed the medicine, and sent them to Yongxiang.
Go and see if you go to King Zhao and just say that the gift was received, don't say anything else
promise
Only the old woman was left in the huge palace. After a long time, the old woman said: Prince Zhao is older
The Empress Dowager said: If King Zhao knows it, he will stop, otherwise...
The white-haired old woman coughed twice, that person is here in Luodu
The Queen Mother's fingers trembled slightly, then straightened her back and said sternly: Where did the news come from?
Someone has seen that person in Yingchuan
Who is it?
A Ranger named Xue Hao
Bring Xue Hao to Ai's family and ask him personally
The old woman said: The envoy asked a few questions, and he committed suicide by slashing his sword.
The Queen Mother raised her glass and threw it on the table, and said with hatred: These rangers!
With a whisper, the porcelain cup was embedded in the paint table, and the tea soup splashed out, leaving a white water mark on the shiny black paint surface.
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Mang Mountain is located north of Luodu. In later generations, it was the most favored place for burying bones by emperors and generals of all dynasties. Later generations said: Born in Suzhou and Hangzhou, buried in Beimeng and even if there is no leisure land on Beimeng, it is all old tombs of kings and princes. However, at this time, Mang Mountain did not have the scene of tombs of later generations. The ancient trees in the mountains were lush and green as clouds.
It was drizzling, and an exquisite building was hidden in the forest. The surrounding mountains and forests were surrounded by light clouds, like a painting of misty rain.
Shangqing Temple is not large in scale, but it is very careful to build the entire Taoist temple. It is divided into two places according to the mountain. The building below is a courtyard with four sides, in the shape of A. Above is a row of quiet houses and a tower view protruding from a cliff, forming a T-shaped shape. The middle is connected by a corridor with a B-shaped shape, which is secretly connected to the numbers of Liu Ding Jade Girl, Liu Jia Yang Shen and Tai Yi.
The building is as thin as a bird on the top of the cliff. Facing the vast mountains, the building is surrounded by vermilion red veranda. Light yellow bamboo curtains are hanging in the railings. The veil is as thin as a cicada's wings. When you look inside, you can see the scenery in the mountains. However, just like this, a light veil isolates the coldness and moisture coming with the autumn rain. The warmth inside the building is as if it is a world of self-contained
Drizzle fell on the eaves, making a rustling sound like a spring silkworm. A straw mat made of white vines was laid in the building. Next to it was a small furnace. A woman in a blue Taoist robe knelt on her knees. She bent down slightly, put her left hand on her right sleeve, rolled up the copper pot on the furnace, and poured it into the ear cup on the lacquer plate.
The boiling water fell into the cup, making a pleasant sound, and the tea leaves stretched out one by one, showing a blue color in the porcelain cups.
The Taoist nun in green robe poured three cups of tea, held up the tea tray, put it on the table, and then knelt beside her
Several unpainted cases are the same as the tea tray, retaining the original color of wood. A woman in an apricot yellow robe raised her hand and exposed a piece of white and white wrist. She gently picked up the ear cup with her jade fingers, raised her hands slightly, and said warmly: Please use tea.
The water vapor evaporated, blurring her jade face. Only the beautiful outline of her jade cheeks and the apricot yellow Taoist robe on her body were calm and full of unspeakable rhythms, which made people's eyes attracted by it.
Two ladies sat opposite, wearing high buns in their hair, wearing jewelry made of gems and bright satin on their bodies.
A young lady picked up the ear cup curiously. The tea leaves taste bitter. Others used rice paste to combine them with honey to make tea cakes. However, such tea is rare.
Most of the tea cakes used to drink tea in the Six Dynasties, and then cooked them into tea soup. Cheng Zongyang was not used to drinking it, so he simply asked Qi Yuan to buy a tea garden, pick the tea leaves and stir-fry it, and then drink it by himself. Of course, Zhuo Yunjun would not say that he learned tea with his master, but just smiled and said: The way is simple, a cup of clear tea, the real taste is all in it.
A middle-aged lady across the street tasted it and praised: It was indeed a good tea. She put down her ear cup and sighed: Jiao Yu is a few years older than me, but every time I see Jiao Yu over the years, her appearance is the same as before. Now she looks younger than me, I really don’t know what magic skills does Jiao Yu have, and how can she not have a face wither?
Zhuo Yunjun smiled and said: Those who seek Taoism are just a matter of the rest. Isn’t Pingcheng a man who has heard of Taoism? He lives with the heaven and earth.
The young lady next to me said: The Master of the Teachings said that he was practicing Taoism, but there are so many people in the world, how many people can achieve it? I feel it is very difficult to hear it.
Beim is one of the seventy-two blessed places of the Dao Sect. If a princess has a heart toward Taoism, it will be of great benefit to practice here.
Princess Yangshi laughed, and to tell the story of Jiaoyu, Jiaoyu had been teaching the Taoist sect truth for several days. I was still drowsy and drowsy with my ears pricked up and heard it today. Jiaoyu simply passed on some magic tricks for us.
Zhuo Yunjun said: Tao can be told, but where can there be magic tricks to pass on in extraordinary Tao?
No! Princess Yangshi smiled and pulled Zhuo Yunjun's sleeve. You must pass on some magic tricks today!
Pingchengjun also said: That's right! That's right! It's raining outside anyway. If you refuse, we will pester you until dawn.
Zhuo Yunjun was pulled to her clothes by the two of them, and a hint of undetectable blush flashed across her face, and she hurriedly said: OK, OK, I'll say that
The two ladies smiled and let go of their hands. Zhuo Yunjun stroked his collar and calmed down slightly. Zhan Yan smiled and said: The princess said that she was drowsy when she heard the scriptures. I will teach you a way to sleep.
Princess Yangshi said disappointedly: What is sleeping? I can sleep with my eyes closed.
All the wonders say that the princess has drunk tea, listen carefully to me and come to Tan'er, go get the pillow and quilt
Pingchengjun, Princess Yangshi and Zhuo Yunjun have known each other for a long time. Although she didn't know what she said about sleeping, she would just remove the hairpin and untie the hairpin as she said.
Shaoqing Zhuo Yunjun's disciple Chen Jintan took a pillow and spread it on the mat to sleep side by side with Princess Yangshi. She covered her thin quilt to protect her from the cold and closed her eyes.
When sleeping, the bed must be thick and warm, and the cover is warm, the waist and feet are already under, and the left and right should be warm. What Zhuo Yunjun said is not very profound and mysterious, just like gossip, but her voice is soft and light, accompanied by the thin sound of rain, as if floating from the sky
The pillow should be low, the neck should be smooth, the belt should be untied, and it is better to be wide and spread...
The two women's breathing becomes soft and their minds are peaceful
The hands are three inches away from the body, the fists are slightly clenched and the feet are six inches away, and the knees should be loose. Zhuo Yunjun said softly: At this time, I want to be the first white in the east, and the sunlight is about to come out. If I breathe slowly in front of me, my mouth and nose are slightly held, and the breath enters the inner lips slightly opens, and I vomit it slowly, leaving a thread of my chest and lungs without coming out, then I will slowly lead it...
Zhuo Yunjun's voice became softer and softer... When his lungs were full, he closed his breath and used his mind to guide him to follow his shoulders into his arms. When he reached his hands and held it, the qi entered his stomach, between his kidneys, and to the soles of his feet, and then he felt that his skin and flesh were like insects...
Taking the three breaths as the degree, if you inhale again, you will no longer have the lungs. It will lead the qi into the large intestine and flow below the navel. If you are full, stop erecting your knees and bulging your abdomen for nine degrees. Disperse the breath into the body and vent your feet, stroke your hands and lower your chest, rub your abdomen around the navel and spread your toes upwards, hook it several degrees to make your hands and feet moist and warm, and the turbid air will be empty.
From the head to the foot, it is loose inch...
Zhuo Yunjun said in a low voice: "Natsule's forehead...Natsule's eyebrows...Natsule's cheeks...Natsule's lips...Natsule's jaw...
It is loosens the neck... it is loosens the spine... it is loosens the arms... it is loosens the hands... it is loosens the abdomen... it is loosens the knees... it is loosens the feet... it is light as feathers, and its body is soft as transformation...
The continuous sound of rain sounded around, accompanied by Zhuo Yunjun's chanting, like a dreamy and warm building. Two ladies fell asleep in the warmth of the building. Although they were covered with thick powder, their sleeping faces were as quiet as babies.
Zhuo Yunjun said softly: Get out
Yes, Chen Jintan responded and stepped back gently
Zhuo Yunjun raised his finger and gently tapped between the two women's necks, then picked out a small talisman from his sleeve, bending his finger and sticking it to the corner of the door, isolating Jingshe's voice
She stood up softly, unbuttoned the bun on the top of her head with her jade hands, spread her long hair off, and then stroked her collar. She sat and watched the clouds rise, and walked to the end of the water. Two lines of handwriting, and then she went out, and the apricot yellow Taoist robe fell to the ground, revealing a snow-slipping jade body.
Zhuo Yunjun was wearing a transparent black silk bra on the upper body, and his plump breasts were raised high, stretching the black silk as if it was about to spread. The lower body was a black sling of the same texture. The style was designed by Cheng Zongyang himself. The black lace was applied to the skin to maximize the outline of the beautiful waist and hips.
The bamboo curtain moved slightly, then the gauze curtain was lifted, and a figure rushed into the building with wind and rain. A charming and relieved smile appeared on the corner of Zhuo Yunjun's lips. Then he knelt on his knees, leaned down deeply, and said in a sweet voice: Master...
Cheng Zongyang whistled. After not seeing each other for many days, Zhuo Meiren became more and more beautiful. Her white and smooth body was as greasy as snow against the black underwear. At this time, she lay on the ground, her waist and hip curves were soft and moving, revealing all kinds of charm.
Get up
Zhuo Yunjun raised his body obediently, and the pair of plump snow breasts trembled slightly on his chest, and the tender red nipples were hard and raised, like two full grapes.
Under the master's hot gaze, Zhuo Yunjun suddenly felt a little embarrassed, lowered his head slightly, avoiding his master's gaze
Cheng Zongyang said in surprise: Why are you still shy? As he said that, he hugged Zhuo Yunjun's slender waist without hesitation, reached under her bra with one hand, and held the warm and soft beautiful meat.
The familiar feeling made Zhuo Yunjun unable to help but moan. She raised her breasts higher, while looking at the master with her eyes as silk.
Do you know I'm coming?
Zhuo Yunjunjiao gasped: Two miles away, I could sense the breath of the two servants.
Zhuo Yunjun and Yingli, like Xiao Zi, were taken away by Xiao Zi. When the distance was close, these servants could sense each other that she had higher cultivation and more sensitive sense. The slaves and Yingli were only outside of the room and felt that Zhuo Yunjun was in the building.
Who are they?
That one is Pingchengjun, the wife and sister of King Zhao. He has known me for many years. Another one is the youngest sister of the former emperor. Princess Yangshi came to visit the Tao.
Cheng Zongyang said: I didn’t expect you to be quite proud of your face
These noble people are extremely rich and noble, and what they want is nothing more than a technique for health preservation. Zhuo Yunjun said softly: They were brushed by slaves through the acupoints, and they were awakened six hours later. It would be here... It would be okay...
Cheng Zongyang smiled wickedly: What are you doing here?
Zhuo Yunjun's jade cheeks rose two flushed, and then said sweetly: Use your master's big cock to get my servant's vagina... Um...
Cheng Zongyang leaned over to kiss her red lips, and stroked Zhuo Yunjun on her body, leaning down on her bra, and her bra was pushed under her breasts. The two white snow breasts were kneaded and deformed by the master's master's soft tongue. She spit out her tongue, and was sucked by the master's powerful tongue tip. Her jade cheeks were scratched by the master's jaw. The numb feeling made her feel soft all over.
Cheng Zongyang sat on the ground, holding Zhuo Yunjun in his arms, and touching her lips and tongue while stroking her body.
After a long time, Cheng Zongyang let go of his lips, Zhuo Yunjun's cheeks flushed, and a shiny strand of black hair was pressed against his face, showing her charm, she barely got up, served the master and took off his wet coat, wiped the water marks on his body with a towel and squid.
Cheng Zongyang was teased by the slave on the road and was so excited that he didn't really vent. He grabbed Zhuo Yunjun's waist and was about to carry a gun to her big white horse, but Zhuo Yunjun leaned on his knees and said softly: The master can't sit on the mat, there is a chair here...
As he said that, Zhuo Yunjun pushed open a screen in the corner of the room. There were tables and chairs in Linxuan. The chairs were made of yellow rosewood, with armrests in a circle. It was very spacious. The bamboo curtains were rolled up outside the window, and raindrops fell on the window screen, like flowing glass. Although it was rainy, you could still see the lush green ancient wood outside like a forest.
This is good! Cheng Zongyang sat in the chair dry and patted his thighs.
Zhuo Yunjun smiled sweetly, twisted his waist and crawled on his knees, unbuttoning his slippery bra
Cheng Zongyang leaned in the back of the chair and said with a smirk: I originally wanted to use you on the table, what would you do if you asked me to sit on the chair?
Ah... Zhuo Yunjun was shocked, and his pink cheeks suddenly turned red
Cheng Zongyang bounced her nipples, why don’t you say it?
Zhuo Yunjun's face turned red and was asked by his master for a while before he whispered in a low voice: I thought... I thought the master wanted to enjoy... I was...
Cheng Zongyang pinched her nipples and smiled: Do you like being played with Ah very much?
Zhuo Yunjun lowered his eyes ashamed and said stutteringly: The master used to take over slaves... he would play with them from head to toe... before he could get the slaves under him...
How to play?
Zhuo Yunjun bit his lips shyly, then raised his eyes, looked at the master with a full mind, spread his legs gently, raised them on the handrail, and exposed his shame in front of the master.
The beautiful woman's smooth jade bulges slightly, and the beautiful jade house blooms like petals, revealing a watery phoenix eye and beautiful hole inside Zhuo Yunjun said softly: The slave is the master's special slave prostitute, and his whole body is the master's toy...
Cheng Zongyang reached her lower body with one hand, peeled off the soft honey flesh, twisted the small flower stem, Zhuo Yunjun let out a low moan. The tender and red jade house was like a flower, trembling under the owner's fingers, and those fingers were like bees, picking honey from her flowers.
Take off the stockings
yes……
Zhuo Yunjun raised his jade legs, took off his stockings bit by bit, and put his beautiful body naked in front of his master.
The sound of rain continued to drizzle. Pingchengjun and Princess Yangshi, two noble ladies, closed their eyes and fell asleep, making uniform breathing sounds. Just now, the beautiful and beautiful Jiaoyu, who was so beautiful that he was peeled into a ball of white and beautiful flesh. He was standing on a young man's knees, and his lewd face was blushed. His legs were open and closed, and his pink buttocks were raised or raised. The two full snow milks slid back and forth like jade balls, shyly posing in various positions, allowing the owner to watch and play.
Cheng Zongyang put her legs on the handrail, her vagina facing her swollen penis, then held her slender waist and sank down.
With a sound of chin, the glans squeezed into the wet hole, Zhuo Yunjun screamed, holding the master's knee with both hands, leaning back, the honey hole twitched and tightened, like a small mouth holding the glans tightly in front of her chest, two round snow breasts shaking, a hint of redness appeared
Zhuo Yunjun's two white and beautiful legs were placed on the handrail in a shape. The open vagina was invaded without any obstacles. The penis was pushed upwards and penetrated straight into the vagina, squeezing a stream of lust from the hole.
Zhuo Yunjun's starry eyes were half closed, his red lips were slightly opened, and his beautiful face flashed with shame and sweetness, shameful and satisfied, delicate and chaste... All kinds of expressions revealed all kinds of charm
Such a beautiful woman who is not stained with the world became her own plaything. She said that Cheng Zongyang was not excited. It was fake. He hugged Zhuo Yunjun's waist, and his hot penis twitched hard in her vagina, which made her tremble in a few strokes.
Zhuo Yunjun knelt on the chair with her knees, lying naked on her master's chest like a weak young woman. Her white snow buttocks were held by her master, and she fell down her waist. She stroked her round breasts up and down to her swollen penis and rubbed her strong chest back and forth. From time to time, she felt the numbness like an electric shock.
From the mouth of the hole to the center of the flower, the whole tender honey cavity was filled with juice. It was extremely smooth under the pounding of the penis Zhuo Yunjun felt that every inch of her skin was occupied by pleasure, and her body seemed to melt, without any strength.
The sound of rain outside the window kept coming, bringing a hint of chill. Zhuo Yunjun was like a submissive slave prostitute, leaning gently under the master's wings, surrounded by the master's fiery breath. Suddenly, she felt a long-lost peace. As long as she was protected by her master, the intrigue and bloody storm of the sect, she no longer had to face it herself. As long as she obeyed the master's orders and obtained the master's favor, she would not have to worry.
Zhuo Yunjun never thought that he would be so attached to a man. In terms of cultivation, he could not match himself; in terms of age, he was much younger than him; even if he possessed his own means, he was not so glorious, but he was increasingly unable to live without him.
Maybe because he is his only man, maybe because he showed his ability to protect himself and make him feel safe, maybe because he had too many shortcomings before returning to Longchi, Zhuo Yunjun's most persistent thought was to fight for life and death with Lin Caiquan, but his mother's order made her realize that she had to go back and take back everything that belonged to her sect before being completely isolated by Lin Caiquan.
The time for Zi's mother to choose was just right. Lin Caiquan had just taken the position of the head sect, and she would not openly turn against herself at this critical moment at any time. Zhuo Yunjun congratulated Lin Caiquan in empty language, showing the sincerity and unity of Taiyi Zhenzong, and then took his disciples to the Han Kingdom.
If it were the one I used to be, I would never have made such a choice. Therefore, I was as treacherous as Lin Caiquan. I never expected that I would suddenly change my mind, who had always been brave, and I would not even make the minimum response. I just watched myself leave
Both of them knew each other that they were deadly. Lin Caiquan had been in the sect for many years and joined forces with Shang Lexuan. Once he was freed up, he would face many murderous intents from within the sect. But at this time, Zhuo Yunjun was not worried at all because he was the master's slave, and his life and body belonged to this young man who regarded himself as a slave prostitute. If they wanted to get rid of themselves, they had to ask the master if he agreed.
The thrusting of the penis slowed down slightly, Zhuo Yunjun chuckled and said softly: I am lying on the chair, is it good for the master to get the slave's butt from behind?
So good Cheng Zongyang patted her ass and then let go of her hand
Zhuo Yunjun's thighs were wet and stained with water. She didn't bother to wipe them, so she lay on the chair, smiled at the owner charmingly, then reached her hips and spread the snow-white buttocks, revealing the delicate back garden flowers between her buttocks.
The penis fucked hard into the body, Ah! Zhuo Yunjun screamed in a short time, and a swelling and pain came from his tender anus that had not been entered for a long time
The master's penis was strong and powerful. She closed her eyes and endured the pain brought to her by the master, letting her penis insert into her most shameful part and thrust her to the fullest
With a snap, the butt was squeezed by the master, and the burning pain came from Zhuo Yunjun quickly raised his butt higher, and the angle of the anal hole facing the master's penis made the master's fuck more happily.
The feeling of swelling gradually faded away, and the asshole became more and more hot under the master's thrust, Zhuo Yunjun leaned down, his fat white butt raised high like a snow ball, and a palm print was printed on his buttocks. The red and tender flesh hole was filled with the penis, leaving no gap around.
A light red cloud appeared on Zhuo Yunjun's white skin, showing that she was already moved with her penis in and out. Her tender anus couldn't help but twitch, sucking the penis like a small mouth, with a burst of refreshing pleasure.
Cheng Zongyang thrust hundreds of times in one breath, and finally thrust his waist suddenly, stabbing his entire penis into Zhuo Meiren's tender anus, and squirted violently deep into her intestines.
This time, the ejaculation was so refreshing. After a long time, Cheng Zongyang pulled out his penis with a pop. The tender anus was gathered like a daisy, and a thick sperm was squeezed out from the red and tender flesh holes.
Zhuo Yunjun snuggled at the master's feet, licked his master's penis with his lips and tongue, while raising his face and looking at his master with his watery eyes.
Cheng Zongyang patted his thighs and came over
Zhuo Yunjun crawled onto his lap, sat obediently in his arms, Cheng Zongyang lay between her plump snow breasts, breathing the fragrance of her skin, and after a long time he let out a breath
Zhuo Yunjun touched his chin with his palm. Is the master tired?
Cheng Zongyang Yes, I have been running around for several days, and physical fatigue is still the second. What consumes more is that any small clue of energy requires 100% effort. I am like a tight bowstring, and I dare not relax at all. I relax at this time, I just feel that I don’t even want to move my fingers.
Zhuo Yunjun said softly: The master has a beard
Cheng Zongyang was never used to keeping beards, and he shaved his beard whenever he had the chance, but he ran around with Lu Jing these days and had no time to take care of it.
Scrape me
Zhuo Yunjun didn't say anything. She gently came down from Cheng Zongyang's knees, found a small silver knife from the wooden lattice under the desk, and helped the master shave his beard.
Cheng Zongyang leaned against the back of the chair with his eyes closed. The small silver knife rustled on his chin, scrambling little by little to the sharp edge of the blade under his jaw against the skin. Just a slant would cut his throat, but Cheng Zongyang was too lazy to open his eyes.
Zhuo Yunjun moved his jade fingers gently, carefully shaved his master's beard, wiped it with a silk scribble, then put away the small silver knife, and snuggled it back to his master's arms.
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