Chapter: 1424
Xiaomiantou...
The official walkers in the study looked at Yuanshi Tianzun silently.
The aloof Mr. Qian was stunned.
... Zhang Yuanqing coughed quickly: "Palace Master, don't be joking."
This crazy batch!
My girlfriend is still here! !
My brother-in-law is also here, you are trying to kill me!
Under Guan Yayou's gaze, Zhang Yuanqing walked towards Mr. Qian, "I'll go with Elder Fu..."
Palace Mistress Zhisha sneered, but did not force her.
Guan Ya tacitly walked to Elder Luoshen, and the other saints chose the corresponding elders according to their occupations and gangs they belonged to.
Fu Qingyang immediately grabbed the shoulder of his confidant Ma Zai, opened the window, and harnessed a sword energy straight into the sky.
Zhang Yuanqing's feet were hanging in the air, with the whistling wind in his ears, his heart skipped a beat, he instinctively hugged Fu Qingyang's waist, and hooked his legs around his thighs.
It's amazing, just like the legendary sword fairy flying with a sword, the difference is that the sword fairy needs to step on a sword, while Fu Qingyang seems to be stepping on the sword energy directly...
Zhang Yuanqing lowered his head, looking at the city buildings as small as building blocks, and was surprised for a while.
At this time, he heard Fu Qingyang's low tone and helplessness: "Can you stop hugging me like this."...
The noble Mr. Qian has never had such intimate contact with the same sex, let alone the opposite sex.
"I'm a little afraid of heights, afraid of falling, boss, we are all men, it doesn't matter if you hug-hug." Zhang Yuanqing gave full play to his social skills.
Fu Qingyang stopped talking, as if he was too lazy to talk to him.
...
Jiangxin Town, a certain residential building.
The bedroom curtains were drawn tightly, the light was dim, and the air conditioner was blowing cold air.
The double bed shook violently, and the woman's weeping and begging for mercy were intermittent.
On the bed, a skinny silhouette was crouching down, with two long legs on its shoulders, sprinting at a very high frequency, and the loud collision sound echoed in the bedroom.
The two hanging legs sometimes stretched straight and sometimes swayed wildly.
The young woman's face was distorted in pain. She didn't know how many times she had woken up from a coma. She was in pain, but no matter how much she begged for mercy, the master had no sympathy for her.
It seems that she is just a tool that the owner can discard after use, a toy to vent his desire.
"You're making too much noise!" General Lust said coldly.
He grabbed the underwear that was casually discarded by the bed and stuffed it into the woman's mouth.
Crying and moaning suddenly turned into 'woo hoo'.
The densely populated residential buildings are different from his wine pool and meat forest. In his own territory, even if the slaves cry their throats, no one will answer. JrNovels.com
The official walkers in the study looked at Yuanshi Tianzun silently.
The aloof Mr. Qian was stunned.
... Zhang Yuanqing coughed quickly: "Palace Master, don't be joking."
This crazy batch!
My girlfriend is still here! !
My brother-in-law is also here, you are trying to kill me!
Under Guan Yayou's gaze, Zhang Yuanqing walked towards Mr. Qian, "I'll go with Elder Fu..."
Palace Mistress Zhisha sneered, but did not force her.
Guan Ya tacitly walked to Elder Luoshen, and the other saints chose the corresponding elders according to their occupations and gangs they belonged to.
Fu Qingyang immediately grabbed the shoulder of his confidant Ma Zai, opened the window, and harnessed a sword energy straight into the sky.
Zhang Yuanqing's feet were hanging in the air, with the whistling wind in his ears, his heart skipped a beat, he instinctively hugged Fu Qingyang's waist, and hooked his legs around his thighs.
It's amazing, just like the legendary sword fairy flying with a sword, the difference is that the sword fairy needs to step on a sword, while Fu Qingyang seems to be stepping on the sword energy directly...
Zhang Yuanqing lowered his head, looking at the city buildings as small as building blocks, and was surprised for a while.
At this time, he heard Fu Qingyang's low tone and helplessness: "Can you stop hugging me like this."...
The noble Mr. Qian has never had such intimate contact with the same sex, let alone the opposite sex.
"I'm a little afraid of heights, afraid of falling, boss, we are all men, it doesn't matter if you hug-hug." Zhang Yuanqing gave full play to his social skills.
Fu Qingyang stopped talking, as if he was too lazy to talk to him.
...
Jiangxin Town, a certain residential building.
The bedroom curtains were drawn tightly, the light was dim, and the air conditioner was blowing cold air.
The double bed shook violently, and the woman's weeping and begging for mercy were intermittent.
On the bed, a skinny silhouette was crouching down, with two long legs on its shoulders, sprinting at a very high frequency, and the loud collision sound echoed in the bedroom.
The two hanging legs sometimes stretched straight and sometimes swayed wildly.
The young woman's face was distorted in pain. She didn't know how many times she had woken up from a coma. She was in pain, but no matter how much she begged for mercy, the master had no sympathy for her.
It seems that she is just a tool that the owner can discard after use, a toy to vent his desire.
"You're making too much noise!" General Lust said coldly.
He grabbed the underwear that was casually discarded by the bed and stuffed it into the woman's mouth.
Crying and moaning suddenly turned into 'woo hoo'.
The densely populated residential buildings are different from his wine pool and meat forest. In his own territory, even if the slaves cry their throats, no one will answer. JrNovels.com
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