Chapter 131

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131, one three one
The author has something to say: fear of being locked, the meat chapter is here. Originally, I wanted to challenge 3p, but I feel that the two attacks are still in the competitive stage. The relationship is not very harmonious. I am afraid that 3p will be played in bed. So think about it or forget it.
The text is 3,109 words, and the author has 3,160 words. I want to use the code to blacken the font, and I haven't made it for a long time. Let me study it for a while.
Song Haoran took advantage of Gong Lijun to climb the building of the building and walked to the second floor of the stairs. When he saw the young boy, he would say goodbye to himself. He blinked red, grabbed the boy’s wrist, and quickly dragged into his room and slammed into it. Door.
"Song Brother, what are you doing?" Song Haoran, who pushed himself to the bed, asked Gong Li.
"Don't go, I miss you." Song Haoran bite the earlobe of the young Zhu Yu Yu Run, humming and hoarse, while saying that he used the already hard as iron to poke the juvenile's big-leg-root, meaning it is self-evident.
Gong Lijun's cheeks were reddish, and the sly curls in his arms did not move. The stars floated on a wet mist, which looked extremely affectionate.
Song Haoran’s pleasant chuckle, using his tongue to lick his beautifully shaped auricle, whispered,
Let’s come ?
? The last word has a strong nasal sound, accompanied by a burning sigh. Sprayed on the ear of the juvenile who was smashed, the young boy trembled, and the misty star would see the water dripping.
Song Haoran’s dark red dragonfly suddenly became bottomless, and his hands were vigorously licking the slender body of the boy, and he could not put him into his body.
"Okay, let me wash first." After the body's shudder and numbness faded, Gong Lizhen did not feel at all, and nodded generously. His martial arts have been stagnant, there is no magic bullet for him to take, if he is still as usual as usual, he does not know what year and month to be promoted to the third. The zombies of the outside world will be promoted to the first level in half a year. Now, the fourth-level zombies appear. He needs to take out 90% of his skills to resist the enemy. Soon, the five-level zombies will appear. State, I believe he will not be the opponent of the five-level zombies. Become stronger and imminent.
"Do not think about anything, you just have to concentrate on enjoying it." Seeing the young man under his brow scorn, and thinking, Song Haoran sighed, gently kissed his eyebrows and eyelids.
Gong Lizhen returned to God, and he slammed it down and pushed Song Haoran one by one. He took off his clothes casually and then walked into the bathroom calmly under the scorching eyes of Song Haoran. The bucket in the bathroom had already been filled with water by the logisticians. He picked up a scoop and poured it on himself. The bathroom door slammed open, Song Haoran also took off the light-slip-slip, walked behind him, took the scoop in his hand to help him pour water.
The man took the scoop in one hand and evenly delivered the water. The hand was fine and smooth, and the boy’s back was smooth as jade. The bottom of the body had already swollen to the limit, and the high tilted up, and it would beat twice from time to time.
The hip-valve was poked by hard objects. Gong Lizhen’s body was slightly trembled and his cheeks were reddish, but he still turned around in a generous manner. He picked up a water glass and poured a glass of water on Song Haoran’s chest. The water ran over the man's strong abdominal muscles, slid into the dense grass of his lower abdomen, and then fell down the floor with the giant ang-yang giants, giving the sound of dripping water. Gong Lizhen's body is hot, and the desire of the heart gently touches the flat belly of the man.
The sallow fingertips slowly descended in the shape of the undulating texture, and finally stayed in the man's place, naughty and fiddled twice. The hard-hard giants jumped at the fingertips of the juvenile and looked very energetic, which led Song Hao to sigh. He gritted his teeth and speeded up the action of sending water. The big hand grabbed the cup in the juvenile hand on the light-naked body of the teenager, and threw it into the bathtub at random. He set off the teenager and strode into the bedroom, and he was heavy. .
Gong Lizhen turned over and was about to sit up, and he was pressed to death by the man with an eager expression. The small mouth of the micro-small was encroached by a flexible tongue, and the unscrupulous search for the liquid in his mouth. There was a sound of snoring in the room, which made people think.
Gong Lijun took the initiative to climb the man's neck and blinked to enjoy this mad and overbearing kiss. A few minutes later, the two separated by reluctance, a long silver wire stretched between the lips of the two, and the hook wrapped in the chest of the juvenile white jade. This slutty-sexual but beautiful scene leads to Song Haoran's arrogance.
His eyes were red, his head was buried in the neck of the boy, and the wet traces of the silver silk kissed him all the way to the chest of the teenager, and then the young red bean sprouts contained in the young boy. In the stinging, a quick burst of Su Ma came from the bones, which led the young boy to bow his back, and his head was squatting-吟, the red cheeks had already been as bright as red clouds, and the wet water ripples and swayed.
"Li Wei, Li Wei..." When a man falls a kiss on a teenager, he seems to confirm the existence of the boy. He calls the boy's name with a low-sounding voice. If he does not hear the boy's unbearable low, he will The teenager branded a tooth print, and he was arrogant and arrogant.
Gong Lijun shook his head, twisted his body, and responded unconsciously. The original clear voice was hoarse and unsatisfactory. Song Haoran was satisfied with the lip, while branding on the teenager, while vigorously licking the young and rounded hip-petal, the finger went to the pink hole-mouth.
Like what he thought, he suddenly stopped moving, biting the boy's earlobe and mute, "I am going to get something, you wait." The words fell, he sucked the lower lip of the young red blood and walked. Going into the bathroom and looking around.
The weight of the body suddenly disappeared, and the crispness of the bone marrow came to an abrupt end. Gong Lijun frowned and felt that his body and mind were empty and empty, just as falling from the clouds into the bottom of the valley. Fortunately, he has been thrown many times in the middle of his life. He has already learned how to solve himself. He quickly bends his legs, raises his hips, reaches out and explores between the two strands, and explores the itch-itch point-mouth. Use your finger to gently press 揉, pump-plug.
Quick-sense came back again, but it seemed to be something less, and it was not satisfactory at all. Gong Lizhen sideways, stroking his own jade-column with one hand, and stuffed the in one hand, trying to reach the deepest point. But there is no way, only high and low 呻-吟, repeated twists and turns.
When I walked out of the bathroom, I saw this spurting scene. The olive oil in Song Haoran’s hand fell to the ground, but he didn’t have the heart to pick it up. He could only follow the body’s enthusiasm and climb between the legs of the teenager. Mute laughs, "Li Wei, are you so anxious? Can you wait for a second?"
That is to say, but his movements are more urgent than the young, holding the boy's wrist, pumping his fingers out, and replacing his index finger and middle finger. As soon as he sneaked into the tight and warm hole-mouth, the teenager twitched like a scorpion, and the inner layer of tender meat immediately stirred his fingertips, sucking them in the depths, soft. The intestine wall slowly secretes a transparent, viscous liquid, which flows out of the hole-mouth along the pumping-plugging action, dripping on the sheets and damping it.
The sound of the sound of the water echoed in the room, and the faint sandalwood spread spread, and the silky smashed into the tip of the nose, and Song Haoran almost exploded. He stuffed a ring finger in, and there was a surprise in the dumb voice. "Li Wei, you are not the same as the book, it's so wet, good water!" The words fell, his throat slid up and down, only the mouth Dry, hungry - thirsty.
The body of pure yin and vein is the most suitable body for men to enter, better than all women. At this point, Gong Lizhen can never tell the other party, only to answer with high and low 呻-吟.
Song Haoran's different color pupil red is about to drop the bleeding, quickly pumping out the fingertips, the teenager's hip-petal is vigorously opened, crouching between his legs, using the tongue to pry the pink tender, wet, slippery greasy Hole - mouth. Allowing to suck, smash, stalk, he does everything, making the water in the room loud.
Gong Li squatted on the man's hair and tried to lift his buttocks to facilitate his movements. But soon, he found that the body was getting more and more empty, and it was getting more and more itch-itch, not the shallow shackles that could be satisfied. He needs thicker, bigger, longer objects to take possession of himself.
"Hey, Big Brother Song, hurry up, I want it!" He mourned and whispered, stretching out the slender legs to entangle the man's strong waist, and Yurun's toes naughty and fiddled between the giant legs of the man's legs. .
The place has already swollen to the limit, and it is not allowed to be a little bit squatting - dialing, Song Haoran’s forehead blue-legged jumped and jumped, and no longer wished to open up the juvenile body, holding the young slender ankle in one hand, rubbing his shoulders and holding his giant body in one hand. Rub two times in the slippery hole - mouth and then walk in.
"Hey!" The red-naked bodies of the two men were tightly intertwined, and at the same time they looked up and suffocated, and the fast-sensing of the top touched their nerves, making them unsuccessful.
Gong Lizhen contracted the lower abdomen, and used the tender meat of the back-point to stir the man's thick giants. The fingertips scratched the man's solid back and gasped and urged him. "Song Big Brother, quick action, I itch!"
It seems to be sobbing, like a spoiled word into the eardrum of Song Haoran, so that his last trace of wisdom disappeared instantly. He kissed the young man's red lips with a sullen kiss, and he slammed it with a fierce force.
After a moment, I reached the deepest point, and at the top of the most itchy place, Gong Lijun shook his head insanely, opened the man’s overbearing lips, and squatted. He wholeheartedly devoted himself to this joy, the body with the men's collisions and ups and downs, the hole-mouth with the men's pumping-plugging contraction, how to relax, how to get it quickly, how to come straight, dial the man several times Almost a rush.
"Baby, you are my baby!" Vigorously slammed the boy's buttocks and slammed the delicate clavicle of the boy. Song Haoran kept sighing, and the bright red eyes seemed to spurt the fire and set himself up. And the youth are burned to ashes. In this way, the two can be completely combined and can no longer be separated from each other.
This joy-love-soul-hearted, thrilling, so that Song Haoran can not stop, fascinated. He desperately suppressed the desire to vent, and only stayed for a second in the juvenile body, even if he told him to die in the next second, he would be willing. After living for thirty years, it was only at this moment that he realized that the madness of the so-called ‘death to love, love to die’ is actually true.
When the two men indulged in a harmonious relationship, Lin Wenbo walked back to the room, leaning against the thin wall, and closed his eyes to listen to the sound of the opposite-inspired four-shot. Waiting for ten minutes, he opened his dark and unclear golden eyes, wiped his face, gently closed the door, and left the space that made him sway -
Ouyang Huiru returned to his own camp, and his forehead was already covered with a thin layer of cold sweat.
Being stunned by two poisonous snakes, there are still traps that they have already set up. She only feels creepy and frightened. It’s no wonder that the original marriage was so miserable in three months. No, it should be said that in the script, Prince. I have never had a good day, and I have been thanked by these two people.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but be glad that she had known the story earlier. Otherwise, let her be smart again, and it is also a life of slaughter. Because of the cognition of the script, she only trusted Qin Yu and Xiao Yu, and did not have any contact with anyone in Zhaoqing Palace. Wu held the Zhaoqing Palace for two years. God knows how many nails she has buried in the palace. If she was spotted when she first came, she might be burned to death as an evil spirit.
Thinking of this, Ouyang Huiru was afraid after a while and made up his mind. After going back, he must vigorously rectify the Zhaoqing Palace and remove the nails as much as possible.
However, this brother and sister spent so much effort to set up a dark pile in the palace. The picture must be not small. What do they want to do? Ouyang Huiru Shen Shen, always feel that the reason behind this must not be simple, but for a while but did not understand.
I don't want to understand it. Today, the woman has been seen by the prince. It is a matter of time to get into the Zhaoqing Palace. When she arrives, she will send Qin Hao to stare and see what they are trying to figure out. However, it is easy to come in. If you want to climb a high position, it will be difficult to get in touch with the palace. If you don’t completely suppress this woman, she will sleep hard.
Depressed the temptation in my heart, Ouyang Huiru sneered: Come on, come on, sister is waiting here, who wants to go up, the sister will step on it! What is the pain of blocking an arrow? Can you hurt the chopped hands and cut your feet?
Ouyang Huiru's temperament is somewhat swallowed, not to a certain extent, will never take the initiative to move, today was suddenly stimulated, recognized the situation of his group of wolves, the heart has become a cold point.
Adversity makes people grow up. This is reflected in Ouyang Huiru's body. After a night of sleeplessness, her fear and fear of this assassination suddenly disappeared, she became calm and calm, and even waited for that day. The arrival of this time, even if the price of blood is paid, she will not let Jiang Yingyue succeed.
The three-day hunt is finally over, followed by safari time. You can start alone, or you can invite the team to join in. After four days of safari in the jungle, you will be able to check the prey. The most hunted will receive the special award from the Emperor Sejong. This is the highlight of the Xishan hunting. Waiting for you.
Sejong is dressed in a simple black safari, sitting in a straight shape, his eyes looking straight into the dense jungle ahead, his eyes are focused, his eyes are sharp, and the whole person is like a beast ready to send, exuding the heat of the forest. .
He turned his head and looked at the Prince around him. The sharp momentum disappeared instantly, and the sharp vision of the knife softened. Wen Wen asked: "Before you enter the jungle, you must be with you. Prince." Not far from the north, if you repent, then send someone to send you in the past."
Ouyang Huiru shook his head firmly. "The daughter-in-law wants to join the father. I have long said that I want to bring my daughter-in-law. The father is not trying to go back. You have no words, don't forget!"
When you are old, don't play the fickle one! In the heart of mourning, Ouyang Huiru squats with a pair of big eyes, Baba's look to Sejong, trying to convey the idea that he is eager to follow.
Jiang Yingyue has come back, this time was abandoned by Sejong, she will be mad! In short, spoiled, looking for death, and using all means, she has to follow.
Sejong was moved by her glamorous beauty, and could not help but tighten the reins and solemnly open her mouth. "If you follow me, you can't regret it. If you ask for it, you will be sent to the Prince." Will promise. Can you understand?"
In this case, he asked extremely cautiously, and a pair of eagle eyes locked the expression of the prince and waited for her answer.
"The daughter-in-law has to follow the father of the emperor, and never regret it." Ouyang Huiru focuses on the head, and swears by the sky, the sorrow of the heart: bringing me is equivalent to a shield shield, the benefits are great! What are you waiting for.
Is it fixed? well! Sejong secretly spit out a sigh of relief, and the feeling of depression and swaying turned into full of comfort and happiness. He vigorously beat the horses under him and laughed. "Well, let's go, first find a place to camp."
Seeing that Shizong agreed, Ouyang Hui Rucan laughed and quickly hit the horse to keep up, replied loudly, "Well!"
Jiang Yingyue also followed the two men on horseback and entered the sun-drenched jungle. His face was faintly smirked.
In the south of the jungle, an empty space was found on the side of the lake. The pedestrians put down their luggage and began to safari when they couldn't rest. The eagle screamed in the jungle for a while.
Jiang Yingyue was left alone to organize the line. She took out the things that needed to be taken, and returned them to each other. They also put thick wool carpets on the tents of Sejong and Ouyang Huiru. The folds were all smoothed out. The attitude was extremely serious and careful. It was a training. A qualified female history.
The trivia of the camp was finished, and she only got up and walked toward the jungle, looking through the grass, folding a lot of wild grass full of purple flowers, and throwing in a bonfire that had been raised beforehand. in.
The stems and leaves of the weeds are oily. When they are on fire, they are burning and burning. The thick purple smoke rises into the air, accompanied by a long, fragrant smell that is blown by the wind and slowly follows the wind. Far away, gradually dissipated.
Staring at the purple mist floating in the air, Jiang Yingyue smiled with satisfaction, bowed his head and continued to pick up the things at hand. The whole person seemed to be fine.
Ouyang Huiru’s heart pressed against the assassination, and he stayed behind Shizong all day long, and it was a small tail of Sejong.
If it is a woman next to her, Sejong has long been bored, and then sent her back, but changed into a lively and interesting temper, but also a hard-working little girl, Sejong only feels happy, whenever he hits the prey, the little girl throws him to worship. When he looked at his eyes, he seemed to be inexhaustible.
It was night, and the pedestrian ended the safari and returned to the camp.
The spirit was tense for four days, Jiang Yingyue still did not start, they will return to the camp tomorrow morning, Ouyang Huiru knows that tonight is the best time to assassinate. She squatted her heart and her expression was calm. Only a pair of scorpions crystallized and bright, and it seemed to glow at night.
"What is the little girl thinking? Eyes like a wolf?" I noticed the change in her eyes, Sejong asked funnyly. The scorpion of this twin can make him feel guilty.
Unexpectedly, Sejong would notice her emotional changes. Ouyang Huiru was asked to see a bunch of prey in front of her eyes. The eyes turned and smiled and said: "Children are thinking, what can these skins do? ""
She picked up a fire fox and bent her eyebrows. "Do you make a bib for the emperor? This coat is very lining the skin of the emperor's grandmother. It must be very nice to wear." The words fell, and a black scorpion was picked up. After looking at Shizong, the language belt pleased: "This will give the father a hat, the father is the most temperament in black!"
Sejong Waner, patted her head, softly said: "The little ghost spirit, together with the prey in the calculation of the prey, but also calculated so spicy."
Hearing the jokes in Shizong's words, Ouyang Huiru turned his head to him and smiled sweetly.
Was fascinated by her sweet smile, Sejong breathed a mess, and soon after adjusting, the ghost asked the gods, "You and the emperor have thought of it, how can you not think about giving the Prince a good deal?"
Prince? Take him to death! Ouyang Huiru is secretly stunned, and the face is still sweet, and he waved: "The Prince does not need to spend a lot of money, he can hunt the prey, and the daughter-in-law gives the father a leather."
Sejong licked his lips and wanted to say something about ‘couples, feelings and embarrassment, and caring for each other’. When they came to the exit, they circled around their mouths and only turned into a sentence.
Well, that’s also true.

"Yes? He doesn't have to worry about it at all." Ouyang Huiru used a small stick to fiddle with the fire, not to say it.
Sejong glanced at her expression that she didn't care, but she was a little brisk, but she didn't know why she was so brisk. She couldn't help but stare at the orange flame.
At this time, Jiang Yingyue, who was cleaning the prey with the guards at the lake, came back. He held a large leaf in his hand, and there were three cut-out herrings on the leaves.
"Give the Prince a roast, and the Prince will be hungry." Sejong saw her and ordered.
Jiang Yingyue smiled and saluted.
She can't eat anything that snakes roast! Ouyang Huiru quickly waved his hand and refused. "Do not bother the history of Jiang women, go out to safari, do everything in person, eat food, eat more delicious, you take the fish, the palace itself roast."
The temper of the prince is really like the authentic Jurchen. Shizong heard that her words couldn’t stop, and the heart was itchy. He reached out and squeezed the nose of the prince, and jokingly asked, "Can you do it yourself? Baked into the mouth."
Ouyang Huiru chins a chin, a slap in the lips, quite a bit of a slap in the face, "You are good! Jiang women history, take two to come, the father's dinner this palace also wrapped!"
Sejong laughed, and the pleasure of his heart could not be restrained anyway. As long as he was with the Prince, he seemed to be particularly easy to open up. This feeling made him fall in love and could not stop.
Jiang Yingyue handed the fish to Ouyang Huiru, and retired to the corner of one side, silently cooking his own dinner, staring at the burning bonfire, smelling more and more strong food aroma, she suddenly smiled.
The guards also took care of the prey, and they came back one after another. They were responsible for baking their own food. The camp was filled with mouth-watering meat, and Ouyang Huiru’s stomach was screaming.
At this moment, in the jungle not far away, there was a sound of ‘噼里啪啦’s broken leaves, as if there were any large animals rushing toward this side.
The guards were alert, dropped the food in their hands, and sent a team of people to check.
Looking at the guards who had not entered the jungle and soon disappeared, Ouyang Huiru took a deep breath and said: Come!