Shangheng took this opportunity to reveal the news to me, which was just a kind of preparation and verification. I still understand the truth that I want to give first.

But what is the problem that can be solved with money? What is the real trouble is that things that cannot be obtained even if you spend money, you need to exchange them with things of the same value.

I returned home covered in wine and powder smell. Although the women inside were beautiful and the service was quite attentive, unexpectedly, I did not leave any particularly deep impression.

Could it be that I have been influenced by the daily experience that I am going further and further on the road of Lolik's no return?

I was so self-deprecating. As I was playing the gongs and gongs, I returned to the bedroom. The water wheels outside were still running. Therefore, the room was filled with cool breezes, and the circulating water seemed to have the smell of floral essence. Therefore, the little girls who were afraid of heat and sleep had the reason to take turns to me.

I was startled by a little thing curled up in the silk quilt, and I squatted my head in a sleepy way, and sniffed it on me like a puppy for a while, and I was sure there was no extra smell, so I went to bed with satisfaction.

It seems that I still slept peacefully with the familiar human pillow in my house. I thought about it and didn't continue to disturb her, so I walked out again. I found that there was a place with a bright light on the pavilion in the courtyard. I couldn't help but feel moved and decided to go over and take a look.

After saying hello to the shade of trees and the shadows in the corridor, I went upstairs and looked at some nameplates. It turned out to be the level where Cui Wanting lived.

This is the first time I have entered the exclusive room of Cui Wanting, the wife with glasses alone. She was still in the guest room before. After having a substantial relationship, she naturally arranged the corresponding residence and service, and used all the tools and all the tools were re-ordered according to her preferences.

Because the people in her house either died or fled during the turmoil, they took turns standing in the aisle and behind the curtains. These were familiar slaves who were later bought again, mainly those who were thick and older tomboys.

They were yawning and dozing, and saw that I was a little nervous and afraid to greet me, but I was suppressed by my swearing.

Then I stole, pushed open the cold bead curtain and got into it. Just a curtain was separated by two worlds. Compared with the cool night outside, the sound of insects filled the indoors. The breath of women's life and the common fragrance of incense mixed together to form a different touch.

A graceful figure buried in a pile of books and case files. She was so late and still working. I was a little moved. I picked up a scattered note, which was written in beautiful fonts, such as "Bond Market Direction Evaluation" and a string of calculated numbers.

I couldn't help but poke out some kind of dragon claw hand posture, thinking of a more intimate raid like guess who I am, and then I heard some even and long breathing sound and couldn't help but smile in surprise.

It turned out that she was lying on the desk and dozing gently, pillowing on one arm sideways, showing a kind of beautiful expression. The other pink arm was wrapped around her shoulders, as if she was embracing something beautiful in her sleep, and even the corners of her mouth were exposed. Occasionally, she would also be like a weak and helpless little girl, with her brows gently lagging. I rarely saw her side, and I couldn't help but stop and admire her for a long time.

The black and soft waterfall is scattered on the snow-skinned shoulders, and the plump and plump corners of the body and the table are squeezed into an attractive shape. A moon-white silk dress looks quite transparent and clean, with the exquisite curves of adult women hanging on them. The undulating mountains are scattered, faintly visible, like a clear stream and a quiet spring, flowing with beauty and steepness.

I felt a little pity and caring, so I reached out to pick her up and put her on the bed of the beautiful silk curtain. But I stopped stiffly after I moved.

I couldn't help swallowing. Because, it seemed that because it was in an indoor private space, she didn't wear any linings, just put on a nightgown and had no other place to tie her up.

Because I put my arm and moved it, the heavy curves squeezed out of my bra, and on the edge of the snow-covered greasy snow, a little erect Danko was playedfully revealed.

In an instant, my mind blew, as if there was no such thing as hiding something that was even more tempting to hide and accept.

In Wuhua Building, I was teased by the warm and fragrant jade that was close to my arms, and my desire to stop was suddenly overwhelmed. Well, I am indeed worse than beasts, but at least I can save it.

I stretched out a finger and gently tacted it, standing upright with a trembling trembling. Her crescent-shaped eyebrows trembled slightly, but it made a kind of dreamy sound, like a plucking string, playing it harder, as if she turned on a certain silk string vocal switch, humming the clear sound to express a certain rhythm.

Then I became even more bold, stretched my hand from the back and wrapped it around my chest, groping for the loose webbing, freeing the rest, and under the attraction of the gravity of the center of the earth, it was full of pressure on my palm.

I could even feel some kind of fine particles standing up on the texture, touching and poking her, making some gentle murmuring and moaning.

She finally woke up, and the fierce resistance of the conditioned reflex struggled and bit and screamed, almost escaping from my arms like a slippery bait. Then she realized that it was me, and she couldn't help but show some complex expression of horror and shame and anger. Then I felt something warm flowing down the position where I was close to her legs. Her tense forehead and slowly breathed and relaxed a little.

However, her heartbeat was still throbbing, indicating that she was wandering between gains and losses.

"You are so sensitive..."

I laughed and rubbed it on her blushing and angry face, which made me feel even more charming.

"Will you swear me..."

She said in a sarcastic voice

"How come I can't even be happy or loving..."

While biting my ears, I stepped up my movements. As the saying goes, climbing up the peak of the Angry Jade, and taking the key points down to hit the Yellow Dragon.

"I just want you, I want you very hard..."

She was still a little dull and confused, and almost all her extruded predecessors lay on the desk. The snow-white jade pile was like a round grinding. As she moved, she rubbed and dragged it out circle after circle. The crystal sweat stains and other traces formed an abstract work.

As the temperature and feeling gradually increased in the body, the gentle and tender eyes were blurred, and he unconsciously grabbed any object that could be clinged to, and his hands were sweeping in a mess while breathing in his heart.

I held the two symbols of women's fertility, and thrust hard and rubbed them hard, rippling and waves of delicate red and white waves that rippled from the buttocks to the waist and shoulders, and fed back to my chest, hoping that they would melt away at this moment and rub them into her body cavity.

I gently applied the excess body fluid on her shoulders, spine, crotch, and her delicate red face, and then used it as a sign and mark of some kind of property to slap it hard to make the sound of water.

Under this sensory stimulation, I quickly stood up again and changed to a shy position with my back facing me. Although she tried hard to sideways her face, it seemed that she was not far away from the shameful place where her body was being played and caressed, other body parts were quite cooperative with my movements, and waves of orgasm rippling with my white fingers, expressing a certain real mood...

Feeling her wandering and entangled in the sinking of the flow, and not willing to fall into depravity, licking her eyes that were not sad or excited, sucking her petal-like red lips, biting her crystal clear ear palette, pulling her black waterfall hair, gnawing on the sensitive top, I never tire of savoring and conquering every detail and privacy of her body.

Half an hour later, I slapped the slippery wet stains. When I rolled on the ground, she rolled her eyes a little lost, and gave in. With the reflection of her body, she let me mercedes some top-down bumps ride...

When it was almost dawn, I was suddenly awakened by a noise, and then a petite figure broke in, like a lost kitten, covering me with tears and misty eyes, and refused to let go.

"It's Ah, what's wrong..."

I mumbled, raised my hand and touched my head and comforted me.

"I dreamed of something terrible..."

She said in a certain way that she was crying

"You are not around..."

I said no, changed to a comfortable position and said to her

"Then you just lie up..."

He hugged her and lay on Cui Wanting's chest full of crystal marks and tooth marks, letting her pillow the pair of soft things. Then I looked at Cui Wanting, who was pressed by the extra weight that suddenly added, and said,

"Let's keep putting..."

"I'm feeling emotional again like this..."

When I came out of the room with some satisfaction, I felt that invisible data such as "hidden intimacy +]", "body obedience +]", "ghost degree +]", "collapse rate +]", "trust degree -]", "harem risk +]", and "work efficiency -]" appeared above my head.

My thoughts have also been much more understandable. As a normal-shaped man, I still need the venting and communication of women's gentle arms on a regular basis, otherwise I will become a home-like creature full of entanglement and tendency to be distorted, or an anti-socialist with world-weariness and dysfunctional tendency.

In the outskirts of Guangzhou, a den of a certain gang was already covered with blood and messy ground. The deep inside of the dilapidated building was filled with screams of torture and urging.

A few women could no longer cry, leaving only the hoarse moans of instinctiveness and the crackling sound of those unsatisfied men whipping hard.

"One more died..."

A young man with bloody hands and a shy smile came out to report, as if this was just a normal thing like eating and sleeping

"But the last hiding place was also asked..."

"Yu Dehao, black chicken..."

The elderly senior team deputy squeezed out a reluctant smile at him and inspired him.

"I will ask for me for your good fortune..."

"Report to the camp owner..."

After only half a minute, he couldn't wait to come out quickly and faced Jin Qiudedao, who was sitting outside the yard with the Great Malaysian Golden Knife.

"Most of our stuff has been retrieved..."

"There are still great gains, and it will be more conducive to our next step..."

"This is a detailed list..."

"It's true that luck is on me..."

After reading the seized documents, Kim Qiude was overjoyed and said, "At this moment, he seemed to Feng Xian, Kurokawa Deokyo, Annien and many other incarnations crossed the plane and came to him."

With this stronghold with very good concealment and the wealth and equipment, the rest of the matter, rescue will be achieved naturally and twice the result with half the effort.

"If we can go back safely this time, we can be together with justice..."
Chapter completed!