Article 842

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He closed his eyes suddenly, his eyelashes fluttering.

Unlike the previous ink burns, Stepping Xianjun has never been too lazy to do foreplay, and there is little tenderness. Chu nightning can clearly hear him taking off his robe, and then the scorching heat has resisted him, ready to go, eager to invade.

At this time, someone knocked on the door: "Your Majesty, Senior Holy Hand, please—"

"Get out!"

Along with the bào drink, there was the sound of a broken porcelain cup. Before the attendant who didn't know his priorities entered the door, he picked up the tea cup next to him and smashed it.

The door to the hall was immediately closed, and no one dared to come in to disturb him again.

Stepping on Xianjun's rough thumb rubbed the lips of Chu Wanning: "Look, there are only you and me left here. There can only be you and me."

The wind and rain outside increased, and the thunder and lightning flashed.

The emperor's couch, which had been cold for so many years in Wushan Hall, finally welcomed the returnee. Stepping Xianjun watched Chu Wanning's reaction under him attentively. Looking at the man's blushing skin after the medicinal relaxation, he felt that the fire that had been extinguished in his heart for many years was finally resurrected this night.

His Concubine Chu, his Wanning, the world where he revived.

At this moment, they all returned to his arms in this warm tent.

"No one will disturb us again. Master... the Chu Concubine of this seat." The emperor stepped down, and he came to Chu nightning's ears and whispered, "All say goodbye. The newlyweds. You have been separated from this seat for so long, you see, this seat is not an irresponsible husband. "

As he spoke, his hand slid down and grasped the palm of Chu nightning's palm.

He took Chu nightning's curled and trembling fingers, with involuntary strength, opened them one by one, first caught them, and kissed them closely on the lips. Then qiáng took Chu nightning's hand all the way down - forcing Chu nightning to hold his thick genitals that were already too hard, and the meridians were angry.

"Well..." Step Xianjun almost deliberately made a low and dull sigh, and it seemed that he had made up his mind to make Chu nightning feel ashamed of serving men, and let Chu nightning figure out what was on him at the moment. The person on his body is the Immortal Stepping Monarch who is not afraid of the sky and the ground, not the Mo Zongshi who is afraid of his head and tail and dare not do anything.

Master Black...

Thinking of how I have been favored by Chu Wanning in this world, my jealousy burned my head again, and my eyes were red.

Treading Xianjun held Chu Wanning's hand and let him hold his own yīnjīng, while he pressed the palm twice, and whispered in Chu Wanning's ear hotly: "Have you felt it, Concubine Ai? ?"

"..."

"This seat owes you the favor for so many years, do you think so much?" The Adam's apple rolled with desire, and the low and hoarse voice was almost pressed into the blood of Chu Wanning, "It doesn't matter. Tonight is still very long... You You can do it for as long as you want. This seat will definitely feed you. Your shamelessness on the throne is the limit. It’s obvious that you are dying of thirst, flustered by thirst, jealous of thirst, and so thirsty that you can’t wait to feed the other person. The living bones and blood are eaten into the stomach, but they are smashed. It must be said that Chu nightning wants it, and it is accompanied by a selfless dedication to satisfy the desire of the other party.

It's really only the emperor who steps on the immortal emperor, and only the emperor who steps on the immortal emperor can lift up the emotions that he belongs to a living person when Chu nightning is so heartbroken.

Chu night Ning suddenly opened the wet red phoenix eyes, and stared at him with anger and drowsiness. Stepping Xianjun sighed contentedly: "You haven't looked at this seat that much for a long time.

"When you see eyes like this, you know it's you, that's right."

When the voice fell, he lowered his head suddenly, and stopped the soft earlobe of Chu Wanning. The ear was originally one of the most sensitive parts of Chu nightning. At this time, after taking the love medicine, it was impossible to control it. Su Ma, who was shocked by the thunder and electric shock, rushed from the tail vertebra, and Chu nightning trembled suddenly! But what his reaction was exchanged for Ta Xianjun was more wanton licking and sucking, the earlobe was sucked into the mouth and swallowed, and the thick cupboard's tongue imitated the rhythm of genital thrusting into the auricle, licking wet and hot. on.

In the excitement of qiáng, Chu nightning heard the murmur of the Xianjun in a low voice: "There should have been an ear stud here..."

That voice was like a bào monarch suppressing endless anger, and like an abandoned dog burying endless melancholy.

Stepping Xianjun kissed a few times in the place where he stabbed Chu Wanning's ear in his previous life, eager to prove that this person had returned to himself, and his movements suddenly became a little hurried and rough. He held Chu Wanning's hand, and forced Chu Wanning to put his genitals back to the mouth of the pier that he was thinking about: "Hold it yourself and put this seat in."

Chu nightning gritted his teeth and wanted to break free of his hand, but the strength of stepping on Xianjun was amazing, not to mention that he used ten percent of his strength, and the meridians on his strong arms protruded.

Stepping Xianjun insisted: "Put it in yourself."

As he spoke, he pressed his soft mouth almost blasphemously.

The moist and round guī head sticks to the top of the folds, but just rubbing the unplugged top like this, the two people's breathing becomes a little short. Ta Xianjun wished he could be arrested immediately, and let the man he looked forward to in the night wrap him tightly and suck him.

As for Chu Wanning, Chu Wanning's lips have been bitten by himself, his eyes are wide open, he takes a breath, but does not say anything or obey. He looked at the man in front of him almost sadly, and after a while, his throat choked: "The ink burns..."

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