Chapter 1637: Flower slave! Flower slave!

night.
The boiling Tang family mansion has restored its tranquility.
As it is said that there is no impenetrable wall in the world, in just one hour, the news that the Tang family was destroyed by a group of outsiders spread throughout the whole city of Tianfeng.
In this regard, the eleven other families were surprised, but more angry.
This is not how good their relationship with the Tang family is, that is, the people who destroyed the Tang family are a group of outlanders. In their eyes, the outlanders are a group of lowly races.
At one time, the eleven other families had the idea of ​​destroying the outsiders.
Just when they were about to jointly kill the Tang family.
They received a message.
Wan Yangjun brought people to Tianfeng City, accompanied by the commander General Di Tiantong,
This person was a ninth-level general, but as a result, they went away immediately after they went to the Tang family.
Not to mention Di Tiantong, let's talk about Wan Yangjun. Although the other party is only an eight-level general, he possesses the seal of the eunuch, but he can suppress ordinary nine-level generals in the case of mobilizing the ancient super array.
Even he had to retreat, it is conceivable how powerful the outlanders who destroyed the Tang family were.
This news is like pouring cold water on the eleven families, but it is more frightening. No wonder the Tang family was overthrown so quickly. There were nine ranks of wars. However, what made them puzzled was that in How could such a peerless master be born in a place where there is a lack of vitality in the world and lack of resources.
Then it became a joke to join forces to eliminate the alien.
The patriarchs of the major families smiled and returned to the family with their own manpower. At the same time, they mobilized their spies to investigate the origins of the outsiders.
The night was as cold as water.
The cool moonlight was falling on the two figures in the yard, as if they were covered with a layer of silver gauze.
Looking at the full moon in the sky, Huanu's eyes couldn't help but get wet, and shouted in his heart, "Father, mother, and daughter have finally avenged you!"
"Life can't be revived. Now you have revenge and be happy!" Song Yan said softly.
Huanu gratefully looked at Song Yan: "My son, thank you, Huanu will stay with you to be a cow and a horse in the future."
"You are so beautiful, how can you let you be a bull and a horse?" Song Yan joked with a smile.
Hearing the words, Huanu showed a shy expression, and there was a warmth in her heart: "The male child will make fun of the female slave, so this aspect of the flower slave has got the male eye."
"But just like yours?"
While talking, Song Yong suddenly reached out and held Huanu's rounded chin, and then slowly approached her.
Feeling Song Yan's closer and closer breath, there was an inexplicable panic in Huanu's heart, and he closed his eyes subconsciously.
"Oh!"
Song Yan kissed Huanu's cherry lips, walked away, and then he said, "In order to get revenge these years, your nerves have collapsed too tightly, and now you have revenge, you should relax!"
But at this moment, the flower slave was in a mess, she didn't hear what Song Yan said, because the touch of touch was too strong, making her pretty face crimson. , Even the body trembled uncontrollably.
Seeing this, Song Yan could not help but immediately kiss him?
Why is Huanu's response so great?
Suddenly, he thought of a novel called "The Condor Heroes" he had seen in the last days of biochemistry,
There was a man named Li Mochou who became abnormally sensitive due to the practice of poisoning. Even when he was hugged by Xiao Yang, he became weak and weak.
Could it be the same for flower slaves?
You know, Hua Nu ’s practice of poisoning is much more powerful than Li Mochou's. That is, Hua Nu's sensitivity is many times stronger than Li Mochou's.
Thinking of this, he developed a sense of curiosity in his heart, and the explorer took Huanu into his arms.
Hua Nu's body is very material, it can be said to be forward and backward, and it is extraordinarily rich, and it is very comfortable to hold in her arms, but Hua Nu's response was not unexpected, and the moment he was held in his arms, her The body was stiff, and then trembled violently. Then, the whole person became a puddle of mud, completely paralyzed in Song Huai's arms, and his mouth made a snoring sound.
"I'm going, this is too sensitive!"
Song Yan shouted in his heart.
"My son!"
At this moment, Huanu opened her eyes, but it was misty, shy, but more eager.
For a while, Song Yan's throat was a little dry, and a flame was rising in his lower abdomen, and an evil thought came out in his heart: "Hu Nu's body is so sensitive, wouldn't it be on the bed!"
Thinking of this, he would no longer hold back enough, lowered his head, and caught Huanu's wet two petals to taste carefully, but after being attacked by her, Huanu couldn't help feeling more and more. The snoring suddenly turned into moans.
After a little tasting, Song Yan pried open Huanu's teeth, and captured the delicate little fragrant tongue to play with it. Then, with both hands, he climbed up on her rich body, or Fast or slow, light or heavy
"Oh!"
Suddenly, the flower slave made a slightly thick voice, and trembled. Then, a special smell followed.
As an old driver, Song Yun naturally knew what was going on, but she still felt confused. It was so easy that she reached that level.
At the same time, he became more and more fierce in his heart and hugged Huanu, and a flash of his body disappeared in place.
Two hours later, the huge embroidered bed.
After the flower slave reached its peak more than ten times, Song Yong finally reached its peak.
Hua Nu, too tired, fell asleep directly in his arms.
Early the next morning.
Hua Nuyouyou opened her eyes, thinking of the absurdity of last night, a pretty face became crimson again.
"you're awake."
Song Yan pushed open the door and walked in, still holding a bowl of steaming sweet porridge.
"My son."
Huanu stood up subconsciously, and the quilt on her body followed Huanu, revealing a touch of fairness, the other party exclaimed, and quickly retracted into the quilt.
"Hidden what was hidden, not only was my son watched it last night, but I touched it again and again!" Song Yan smirked.
"Don't you say that, okay!"
Flower slaves are infinitely shy, just like those 28 girls.
"Haha!"
Song Yan laughed and put the porridge by the bed: "I'll go out first, drink the porridge when you get dressed!"
"Ok!"
The flower slave hidden in the quilt responded softly, and the voice was only a little louder than the mosquito.
When Song Kun left, the flower slave got out of the quilt, took out the clothes from the storage ring, and quickly changed it. As for the one last night, Song Kun had been torn to pieces.
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