Chapter 674: My uncle's head is green

At this moment, the man let go of Yange, only staring at her insanely smiling: "I have been looking for you for a long time, a long time, a long time, A Yan, A Yan ..."
He murmured, lowered his head again, and kissed Yange. His clothes were ripped off by himself, and he just clung to Yange's body. Next moment, he strode towards the inner room while holding Yange. Go: "Where is the bathhouse?"
Song: "Chicken, cock, chicken! Which old lover is this?"
The pretends to be dead ... There are so many old lovers of this wood that he can't even recognize it, how can it know which one it is.
Jiuwei called fiercely: "Miss, no matter what he is, let me die first, and then I dare to invade my most holy girl, and must kill him."
Yange's Xuanwu pot appeared and was taken back by herself.
The sad and happy expression on the man's face was not false, and the idiotic looked at her expression, entangled, as if to swallow her alive, making her cocky.
Who is this person?
How did you find her?
Ever since there was a system of fans, it was difficult for even the devouring beast to find her. Why did he find her and recognize her?
Of course, the most important thing is, who is this guy?
"Chicken, cock, chicken, paralysis, you quickly analyze, who is this?"
Chicken: "There is no clue, you ask him, what do you know when asked, why do you have to torture me?"
grass! The man's mood was obviously unstable, and she was afraid that her question would stimulate the man.
She died in the hands of the old lover before the mission was completed, which she didn't want to have.
Said to go to the bath room to take a bath, but it is obviously a bath room paly.
Men seem to have been hungry for thousands of years, and never let go of their body holding Yange.
The most important thing is that this guy's means of solicitation are very superb, very, very technical, and this guy like Nalan Mo is totally incomparable with this guy.
No, it should be said that one hundred Nalanmo is not as high-tech as the man in front of him.
Yan Song was dying by him, and for a moment even arranged a queen position for the man.
Hemp eggs, Nalan Mo or anything, she didn't want anything at all, and now she wanted to hug the man and roll again.
Well, until pregnancy.
How can such a good old lover never be impressed?
Two people from the bath room to the bed.
Although the action is sometimes rude, but most of the time, the man's action is more to please the words.
He kissed her spine, her collarbone, and his dark eyes stared at her infatuatedly.
Yange in his arms, there is a kind of person who really makes a man fascinated.
The beauty was misleading, Yan Ge forgot everything in the arms of the man, and fell asleep to sleep.
When she woke up again, she heard someone crying beside the bed.
Opening her eyes, she only put on a piece of clothing, and the man kneeling beside the bed wrapped in a quilt, crying sadly and out of breath next time.
Seeing that the song was sober, Xu Fang, who was crying lowly, immediately became louder, and said with a twitch, "Your Majesty, you, you are actually a woman ..."
"Your Majesty, you fell asleep and I whine ..."
"My virgin who has been preserved for twenty years was taken away by His Majesty ..."
"I'm all my wife-in-law, ohh, now I want to die ...