Chapter 46: The winding path is deep and deep *

Su Tang felt the coldness in his thighs when he was getting rid of his clothes, and he felt a moment of soberness, thinking of the embarrassment of attempting to turn over in the night of his maid's house.
Reaching out to stop the person who wanted to move in one step, he said, "Let me come!" He pushed him down and sat up.
There was a smile in Song Shi'an's mouth, and she was so resolute that night, but after a short while, she couldn't move. Seeing her confidence, she decided to go with her-let her toss, anyway, she will still be physically weak.
Song Shi'an was extremely handsome, but he was always expressionless and thousands of miles away, so everyone only noticed his seriousness and coldness and ignored his appearance. Now he smiles so much, it's like the snow melts, everything Qi Su, coupled with the crimson complexion and blurred eyes, really looks hooked.
Su Tang swallowed his mouthful, slyly smiled after stabilizing his mind, leaned over and kissed his lips, and teased, "Cold beauty, give me a smile!"
"..." The smile on his lips froze instantly.
Su Tang looked at his embarrassing stubbornness, narrowed his eyes, and leaned over his lips to ponder, and whenever he looked up and kissed, he immediately moved away. And this hand was also stroking around him, moving around, or gesturing around his waist, or making a circle around his chest. My mouth was still joking: "Beauty, give me a lot of fun ..."
Song Shi'an was trembling with limbs and burned, but the woman was never on the right track. He was really shivering.
Watching the woman bit her lip smiling and narrow, she felt the two plump softness that slipped past her chest from time to time, and the place underneath was already standing like a sword, just waiting to break the bamboo. In the end, when the woman's hand was stretched to the waist and gently kneaded, he couldn't help it. He held the woman's waist slightly and let her slightly support it, and then the dragon that supported him would penetrate. Straight into.
Su Tang felt the enemies outside the city gate, twisted his waist, avoided it, and looked at Song Shi'an with a depressed face and a frown, saying, "Today the old lady comes to lead!"
Song Shi'an calmed down and said with a dumb voice, "Fight fast!"
Su Tang saw that he looked crimson and was very uncomfortable, so he stopped playing with it, and lifted up to find the target and sat down. But even though the stuff was standing upright, how could you sit down rashly? Su Tang tried a few times without success and couldn't help but feel depressed, "Why every time you can enter, I can't!"
Song Shi'an was sat down a few times by women regardless of their importance. It was painful and swollen. Looking at her distressed look, she couldn't help but be amused and funny. "Hold it up and sit down slowly."
"Eh?" Su Tang was dumbfounded. Looking down at the awesome big thing, the scalp was numb. Holding on? By hand? amount……
Song Shi'an watched her hesitate, thinking that she could no longer be controlled by her, and then lingered, and the sky was about to light up, so she stretched out her hand again, holding her waist with one hand, holding her arrogant for half a day, then When she was struggling, she stabbed in a blast!
"Hmm--you can't tap lightly!" Suddenly entered, although the winding path has been wet with rain, but it is narrow in the end, so Su Tang exclaimed in pain, his body arched instantly, trying to escape.
Song Shi'an finally made a wish, how to make her run away, so aware of her movements, she has sat up and hugged her tightly in her arms.
Originally, such postures could make the two fit better together. Now Song Shi'an pressed her tightly and pressed down, so the sharp sword went deeper. Su Tang was trembling with excitement, but then suddenly felt a spring rain. After being topped to the climax.
"Ah ~~~" Su Tang moaned, his hands and feet softened.
Looking at the woman's eyes narrowed, his face flushed, and softened in his arms, Song Shi'an shook his head with a smile-in this situation, still thinking of dominating?
He lowered his head and kissed her lips gently, and his waist began to move, but he did not dare to force too much, for fear of hurting her.
The dizziness had not yet passed, and comfort came again, feeling the gentle bump of the man. Su Tang opened his eyes and saw the corner of his mouth laughed, and his head was hot, and he took a bite.
Song Shi'an was in pain, and he bit his head back with his teeth, but he couldn't bear it. When he touched it, he just sealed it, and then sucked straight in, greedily absorbing sweetness. I didn't have my hands idle, covered the woman's twin peaks, pushed it up, rubbed it, and occasionally held a finger and fiddled with two more cranberries.
Su Tang was all soft, his body was swelling with warm currents, numb and unbearable, his waist was twisting uncontrollably, and his mouth kept groaning.
Seeing this, Song Shi'an knew that she was about to arrive again, and began to hold her waist more vigorously.
Under the fierceness of the man, I saw her eyes narrowed slightly, her teeth biting slightly, blue silk moving, her wavy, and her thin waist moving up and down under the man's grip, and the groaning became increasingly lingering.
In the end, she only heard a whispering gasp, her toes were rigid and her body was tightened, and she was completely paralyzed in the man's arms.
Su Tang entered the cloud, but Song Shi'an was not free enough, and felt that this posture was extremely inconvenient. So when Su Tang was confused, he turned her down and lifted her leg to hang on her waist. Galloping ...
The window was slanting to the west, the red candle was off at the edge of the case, and the clothes on the floor were rolled into a roll.
The bed squeaked, the water was lingering, but it was not as loud as Jiaoer's crying—slightly ~ slightly ~
In the middle of the night, watching the man still non-stop, Su Tang cried with a quilt-"Asshole cold noodles, don't you say that the quick battle will be decided quickly! Whoo, don't come again ..."
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Waking up the next day, Su Tang really had a backache and aching legs, and looked at Song Shi'an, who was getting dressed, with a grudge on his face.
Song Shi'an was refreshed, looked back at the woman, glared, thought about it, and walked over.
"Ah, ah, what are you doing!" Su Tang watched him pull his hand, scared to shrink into the bed.
Song Shi'an chuckled, and held her up, saying, "Hug you for a bath."
Su Tang was struggling when she heard her words. Her legs were so soft that it was difficult to walk inside, and it was embarrassing to ask the girl to help her. But I still had a small flame in my heart, so when I saw Song Shi'an's skin exposed around his neck, his teeth itched, and he bit a bite when he passed it.
So, after the dynasty was over, when several ministers were left to discuss the national affairs, the little emperor saw the clues at the tip of his eyes, and Song Shi'an was naturally grasped and asked again.
"Xiao Song, have you been bitten by a mosquito?"
"Xiao Song, your mosquito is so big."
"Xiao Song, do your mosquitoes have front teeth?"
"Hey, hey, it seems that Xiao Song has thoroughly researched his private collection."
"That, Xiao Song, give it back to you after you see it ..."
"Xiao Song, don't be reluctant, but what I said at the time was borrowed."
"Actually, Xiao Song, this is the first and second volumes ... if you want to see, I can lend you the second volume ..."
"Xiao Song, don't you really borrow it? Really don't borrow it?"
"Xiao Song, you can borrow it. Recently, the mother-in-law checked Yan, and I have nowhere to hide! Hey!"
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So in the end, when Song Shi'an left the palace, he was holding a stack of books, and his face was extremely weird-who can tell him why there are 16 books in the "Up and Down"?
How could the emperor have so many pictures of the Spring Palace! !! !!
Afterwards, Song Shi'an thought over and over again, and decided to take this matter to the Empress Dowager Ming, so Gong Zhongli immediately set off a rigorous investigation, and the secretary of history called it "sweeping the wind."
As for why it is said to be "anti-yellow", because the booklet's clear yellow skin is extremely bright.
After the storm was calmed down, the little emperor's eyes looked at General Song every day. It was extremely sad and resentful. If you have ears, you can also hear words such as "crossing the river to tear down the bridge" and "ingratitude". And when the night is quiet, the boudoir is even deeper, such as:
Well, who's not thinking about spring!
Of course, another important influence of this style is that the little emperor was lonely and uneasy, and began to think about other joys in life. It ’s just that there is so much fun in the world, but it ’s very rare. The little emperor ca n’t find anything that is as joyous as watching the Spring Palace picture, and he slumps all day long, just like a withered flower. Until one day, he was forced to look at the "Emperor's Journal" by the empress, of course, the original intention of the empress was to let him emulate the way of learning saints from the emperor, but after the countless yawns, the little emperor only looked at him Staying on four words-
WeChat tour!
WeChat tour? ? ?
WeChat tour! !! !!
The little emperor touched his chin, his eyes glowed, and his face smiled—no wonder his father hadn't been bored for decades as an emperor. It turned out that he had such fun things!
But why don't you tell me in advance! Made me bored for so many years! Hum, that's not fun enough!
"Small son, hurry up and make a micro-suit! I'm going on a tour!"
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And when the little emperor clamored for someone to make a "microservice", the "one more" pastry shop also reached the opening date ...