When he thought about it, General Poppy couldn't help but salivate. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Such a stunning stunner, once indulged, is so charming that it is really unbearable.

General Poppy is in his heart, eating the marrow and knowing the taste, and he can't wait to indulge in the soul like this every time he is happy with the girl's fish, but he is unwilling to be alone after the laughter and laughter.

Therefore, when the researchers of the MA (Military Research Institute) received the order from the Imperial General to study the "BloodyRose", they were so surprised that they almost dropped their jaws to the ground, and the powerful Imperial General would actually ...... Yes...... Would you use this kind of thing?

What an honor it is to be favored by General Poppy, and someone would disdain it?

For a while, everyone speculated and wondered who was the person who didn't sell General Poppy's face?

General Poppy's tone of order was completely undisguised as his impatience -- "In a month, I will get a result that satisfies me." ”

For a month, MA's pharmacy researchers had to work around the clock to finally present the immaculate Huan Arena artifact before the violent Imperial General could get angry.

In the more than half a month that Wandering Butterfly practiced marksmanship, General Poppy Huang did not touch Wandering Butterfly's body again. Wandering Butterfly thought that this wicked man was either tired of his body, or miraculously showed mercy and gave himself the strength to hold a gun, but he didn't expect that the wicked man was just waiting for MA's reply......

Now that the elixir is in hand, it's time for the wolf who has been hungry for a long time to go out to forage for food......

At night, when no one is disturbing, there are hazy and ambiguous lights that render the atmosphere of love and desire, there are snowy and delicate carcasses that stimulate the hungry eyes, there is a mixture of two completely different breaths of young girls and mature men brewing a tide of love (qing), and as its name suggests, the fragrant but bewitching and gorgeous love relic, the blood rose (BloodyRose)^

On a night like this, a blood-colored rose is destined to bloom in its brightest beauty.

The butterfly felt that her body was heating up, as if lying in a steamer, and the heat began to spread slowly from the surface skin of the body to the depths, to the blood, and then to the bone marrow^

The heat is also soaring, like a fire with enough firewood and grass is burning, and the initial slight heat quickly turns into a scorching high heat, the skin is frighteningly hot, and the blood is also tumbling and boiling.

The butterfly's mouth was dry, and she felt that the water in her body had been evaporated by the heat, and her throat was so thirsty that white smoke was about to rise.

But this is not just heat, where the heat rushes through, there are bursts of indescribable itching, itching from the flesh and blood, like the small mouth of termites gnawing and biting from time to time, this itching feeling will move here and there for a while, fluctuating, so that it is even more unbearable.

Wandering Butterfly's back rubbed against the mattress impatiently, and she used her fingers with both hands together, scratching and scratching her chest, lower abdomen, arms, etc., but it did not relieve the increasingly strong itch at all.

Her imprisoned legs were writhing desperately, and the itching that came out of the bottom of her skin couldn't be released, and she even curled up her toes.

"Kitten, how does it taste?

The hoarse voice added fuel to the side, and General Huang said as he pressed one of his knees against the jade leg that had been imprisoned in his hand, and turned his free hand to grab Butterfly's wrist.

With a big hand, he firmly fixed the two slender wrists of the butterfly and pulled them to the top of her head, and the butterfly was ruthlessly deprived of the opportunity to scratch.

"Let it go...... Let it go......" Wandering Butterfly gasped and shouted weakly.

The waist is as soft as a water snake, twisting instinctively, the skin on the back is still rubbing against the sheets, and the sound and thick panting sound are transmitted to the ears of the **** surging man, baking the man's **** even more fiercely.

"It's not time to let go, my little kitten, aren't you quite patient......? General Ben will not treat his subordinates badly......"

General Poppy chuckled, like coaxing a lover's gentle tone, but it made the wandering butterfly shudder, every time such "tenderness" spit out from the mouth of this brutal villain, it often means that his next encounter will be very miserable, very miserable......

General Poppy's narrowed eyes burst with forbearance and lust, looking at the delicate body that was already red underneath, and the thin layer of sweat oozing out made her tender skin look even more delicious and attractive......

The two-dot red coral on the chest, like a fully ripe cherry berry, stiffens and exudes a sweet aroma that makes people want to wrap it in their mouths and taste it immediately.

I don't know if it's because the light is too sultry, General Poppy found that every part of this body is rare and exquisite, and there are few places he has reclaimed on this beautiful body......

Tonight, you must have a full feast, and you must leave your own traces in every inch of this beautiful land......

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The imprisoned body struggled even harder, the blood-colored poppy pattern on the abdomen looked more enchanting, and the purple-gold butterfly bound in the depths of the flower vine swayed with the girl's slender waist, giving people the illusion that it was flapping its wings.

A small low-moan overflowed, like the low wail of a young beast in a desperate situation, and the butterfly's red lips trembled and opened and closed involuntarily, her eyes opened in distraction, and the water rippled, revealing the fragility that she could no longer hide in her heart.

General Poppy's eyes became darker and darker, staring at the little tears in the girl's eyes, she looked so helpless and pitiful when she took off her strong shell.

This person, who has too many similarities with himself, is being crushed by himself-

The same pride is ruthlessly crushed by herself, the same good at disguise, but the mask is ruthlessly uncovered by her own iron fist again and again, and the same habit of sealing herself up with an impregnable copper wall, but she is still peeled away layer by layer by her own forceful means, revealing the most vulnerable attack she hides in the depths.