Vol 3 Chapter 1946: Yan

"It’s not that I am rude, but what Mrs. Ya wants, exactly what I am doing now." Ito Seng gently rubbed his hand on Mrs. Ya’s thigh, and said softly and softly.
"Do you mean to say, I am seduce you?" Mrs. Ya waved off the palm of Ito, sat up and stared at him.
"Yes and no, my wife should be very clear, or how can I invite me to such a strange man into the encirclement?" The body is pressed forward, so that the other party can clearly feel the warm breathing spouted from his nose, and his eyes look straight at Mrs. Ya chuckle.
"You are not afraid of me shouting people?" Mrs. Ya’s eyes flashed slightly, and her heart twitched with a slight sensation, and said a bad voice.
"If the lady wants to, she can call someone up." Ito Cheng moved up another, covering Mrs. Ya's full and round chest, putting her head in her ear, and biting her earlobe gently. Low smile.
"You are the most shameless person I have ever seen in my life." Mrs. Ya took a breath and said the sound of the wide-eyed light.
"Does that lady like it?" Ito Cheng’s head hangs down, kisses her neck, and muttered.
"Now don't call my wife, call me ya." Mrs. Ya suddenly reached out and hugged the body of Ito, and responded instead of something.
"It seems that you like it." Ito Cheng looked up and said with a smile.
After waiting for Mrs. Ya to answer, she kissed her red lips. Sticking out the tongue, and the tongue of Mrs. Ya entangled in the jade teeth.
"Don't worry. I belong to you tonight." After a while, Mrs. Ya, who was temporarily separated from Ito Seng, panted in the chest and reached out to support Ito’s chest. She said, "Now I will go to the room with me, and I will prepare for it." For a meal, let’s talk about drinking before we drink?

"Alright." Ito Cheng released Mrs. Ya, and laughed.
Then Mrs. Ya stood up from the wood and stretched out and pulled it up. He walked over to the room inside and walked over.
"This is the first glass of wine, Iraq, can we drink half of it?" Mrs. Ya, who came to the house, took the bronze cellar from the low table and placed it between the two.
Ito became a smile, bowed his head and covered it, and drank half a cup of wine under Mrs. Ya’s as a generation of rice wine. A drink with a touch of distiller's taste. Then she didn't wait for Mrs. Ya to talk, kissed her lips and took the wine in her mouth.
"Meeting ~" promoted the emergency, and Mrs. Ya instinctively gave a low voice.
Then Ito Cheng left Mrs. Ya’s mouth and gently took the wine cellar in her hand, before the lady’s protest, which was slightly relieved. The remaining half of the wine in the cellar was sent to her mouth. Then softly said, "This half cup is mine, you don't want to drink into your beautiful belly."
Mrs. Ya whitened her eyes, but the lips were once again sealed by the other party, and the wine contained in her mouth was sucked clean little by little.
The two separated, and Mrs. Ya did not know that it was overwhelming. Still being stimulated by this kind of drinking, the violent spring tide flooded into the arms of Ito.
Ito Teng licked the face of Mrs. Ya who had already climbed against the blush with her fingers. Bowing her head, she kept kissing on her forehead, nose, cheeks and last lips, and raised a hand, plunging into her interior from her gauze, and walked up the body of Mrs. Ya.
For a time, Mrs. Ya no longer cares about the so-called restraint and disguise, and thoroughly screams and can't be herself.
"Do you have the feeling of giving a man a play now?" Ito Cheng whispered in the ear of Mrs. Ya.
"Do you really leave your face for a while?" Mrs. Ya’s eyes screamed and screamed and continued to squeak.
"I want to see your body." After a moment, Ito Cheng pulled out his hand and looked at the chest in the arms of the Soviet Union, and the jade legs were out, and the hair was full of messy lady.
"I don't know how many times I touched you, isn't it enough?" Mrs. Ya lost her voice.
"Ha ha ha ha ... not enough." Ito Cheng laughed. The indiscriminate exuberance made Mrs. Ya’s heart fascinated, and her eyes could not help but become supple.
Look! People can see you.

Ito Cheng, who was convinced, laughed again, and then the hands on the lady’s robes suddenly became rough, only to hear a crack, and the thin gauze was instantly torn in half, revealing Mrs. Ya’s very good jade body.
Then, Ito, who was slightly appreciative, leaned over and lifted her lady, who was naked, and walked to the side of the bed, throwing it on the top, then standing on the couch and taking off her clothes. Mrs. Ya began a real offensive and levy.
From the moment, she is not in the noble woman, Zhao Wang Xiaomei, just a immersed in the meat, wanting to entertain, and swaying under the lover.
In this way, under the non-human physical devastation of Ito, Mrs. Ya was fascinated by the impact of happiness, and again and again, she forgot to call out the name of the man who loved her hate in front of her, holding him completely. Strong body, feeling the fierce impact and explosive power in the body, climbing the peak of the spiritual desire again and again until the sound became hoarse, the body had no strength, and finally fell asleep in the man's arms. .
This is far from her past behavior, because no matter what kind of lovable man, she will drive the man away at the end, leaving herself to sleep alone. But this time, whether it is out of consciousness or the state of the body, it is not a moment to leave from this man.
When Mrs. Ya woke up again, it was already three o'clock.
"Wake up." One hand was placed behind the back of the head, and one hand was still snapped on Mrs. Ya's chest. Ito Cheng, who was kneading gently, looked at the side of her eyes and shook, and slowly revealed a pair of black scorpions.
"How come you haven't left yet." Mrs. Ya frowned and said.
"I plan to live here for a long time." Ito Cheng chuckled.
"Do you want to be my face?" Mrs. Ya smiled.
"No, but to be your man." Ito Cheng turned over and pressed Mrs. Ya back under her body. She looked down at Mrs. Ya’s eyes and said, "From now on, those faces will be yours." The capital has broken me, otherwise I will not be rude to you."
"Why?!" Mrs. Ya screamed.
"Just let me see you now." Ito became physically fit, and pierced the emperor's sword into Mrs. Ya's belly and laughed. "You have no right to refuse!"
"...you are really overbearing." Suddenly felt a satisfied feeling, Mrs. Ya took a breath, and said with a hate.
"I am very gentle." Ito Cheng bowed his head and kissed Mrs. Yuya's lips, and slowly moved her body and smiled.
"I didn't see it." Mrs. Ya grinned.
"Because you didn't look at it." Ito Cheng whispered, "Like you never thought about living a good life."
Mrs. Ya’s eyes flashed and she was silent.
"The kind of life, very unhappy, isn't it?" Ito Cheng said softly to Mrs. Ya's eyes.
"Happy? I never dared to think about this problem." Mrs. Ya’s eyes stunned and said softly.
"I can think about it now." Ito Cheng chuckled.
"Just by your ability in this bed?" Mrs. Ya smiled.

Not enough?
Ito Cheng raised his eyebrows.
"Not enough." Mrs. Ya shook her head slightly.
"If you want to see more, just do what I said, break the relationship with those face-to-face, and then follow me from now on, don't seduce men any more, I will let you see me more. Means." Ito Cheng whispered.
"This may change the fate of your Zhao country."
"Who are you? Ghosts, Confucius and other sages?" Mrs. Ya smiled.
"You can see this slowly, but the premise is that you listen to me." Ito Chengxiao laughed.
"That depends on whether you can really make me feel happy, or I will still look for the face." Mrs. Ya smiled.
"If it is really time, you will definitely regret it." Ito Cheng whispered.
"Well, my good lover, don't say those more now, I just want ‘happy’.
Mrs. Ya hugged the body of Ito, whispered.
"As you wish." Ito Cheng smiled, then bowed his head and kissed Mrs. Ya's lips, and worked her again.
In an instant, the sound of squeaking and squeaking reverberated in Mrs. Ya’s bedroom. Fortunately, the maids in the mansion have long been eccentric, and they don’t care. The people who are interested in not disturbing them here.
It was only very quickly, and this situation was broken by a knock on the door.
"What...what... things." asked Mrs. Ya, who was suffering from the impact.
"Mrs., the giant deer Hou sent people to come over and said that I would like to ask you to go through the past." The maid outside the door replied.
The expression of Mrs. Ya, who heard the words of Julu Hou, changed slightly. She said,
To tell the people, I said that I am not feeling well today, I can’t accompany them, and I want to see Hou Ye.

"Yes." The maid retired.
"Julu Hou is also one of your face-to-face?" Ito Cheng sneered.
"I don't have the ability to make him the face of me." Mrs. Ya smiled with a smile.
"What if I kill him?" Ito became faint.
"Never!" Mrs. Ya exclaimed.
"How?" Ito became a wrinkle, and his face was full of dissatisfaction.
"Do you know who is the most powerful in the current city?" Mrs. Ya smiled and asked.
"You shouldn't want to tell me, it's the giant deer hou." Ito Cheng, who heard the strings and knew the elegance, turned his head and replied in silence.
"Ilang is really smart. Yes, it is him." Mrs. Ya was sure.