If Xu Yatong's seven orifices can breathe fire, I'm afraid that Xu Yatong is already so excited that his seven orifices can breathe fire at this moment.

At this moment, Xu Yatong herself didn't realize that her thoughts for Zhang Yun had been fully released, and since she had the "fantasy" of being ashamed of Zhang Yun that night, the seeds of her thoughts had been planted in her heart.

And what she did to Zhang Yun at this moment was actually just the kind of "blossoming and fruiting", but pitiful, Xu Yatong, who has always been worried about emotional intelligence, didn't realize it at all.

In this way, Xu Yatong was wandering in the fierce battle with his mouth, completely unable to extricate himself, however, with the passage of time, this war did not end, but aroused all the "lust" of Xu Yatong.

At this moment, Xu Yatong was completely on the verge of losing control, and his mind was full of Zhang Yun's beautiful and white body like a little white sheep, like a depth bomb, which exploded in Xu Yatong's heart.

The next moment, Xu Yatong unprecedentedly let go of Zhang Yun's lips, and Zhang Yun was so moved that he was about to cry on the spot, thinking that Xu Yatong had turned back.

However, immediately after, with a loud "bang", Zhang Yun's upper shirt was brutally torn into a pile of rags by Xu Yatong's scarlet eyes.

"Ahhh??????hh

This astonishing change suddenly frightened Zhang Yun with a pair of black pupils, but even more terrifying was coming, and then, Xu Yatong smiled inexplicably at Zhang Yun.

It's just that Zhang Yun didn't feel the slightest kindness from that smile, it was a beast-like light flickering, and Zhang Yun was about to open his mouth to stop Xu Yatong.

He felt that this woman had gone completely crazy, and if he didn't stop it, Zhang Yun was worried that something more terrifying would happen.

It's a pity that before Zhang Yun could open his mouth to make a sound, Xu Yatong actually crumpled his shirt into a ball and stuffed it into Zhang Yun's mouth with great cruelty.

The next moment, Zhang Yun's voice overflowing from his throat turned into a "whin" sound, which sounded very desolate, however, Xu Yatong ignored it completely.

At this moment, Xu Yatong's bloodshot eyes widened, and tremblingly touched Zhang Yun's white and smooth chest, and the tentacles were as warm as mutton fat and jade, and he wanted to make Xu Yatong hum softly.

How many times, I don't know how many times, Xu Yatong wanted to touch this almost bewitching chest with her own hands, although there was no strong muscle mass that symbolized the masculinity of male strength, but the lines of the muscles were unusually soft.

It can be said that Xu Yatong is about to go crazy thinking about Zhang Yun's body, but Xu Yatong has been desperately suppressing it on weekdays, and at this moment, she no longer needs to hide it.

yes, why does she need to hide it, since it's all come to this point, she should enjoy it to the fullest.

In this way, the remaining Qingming in Xu Yatong's brain was exploded alive by her.

The next moment, Xu Yatong stretched out a pair of jade hands, like an old beggar in the first lunar month, desperately rushing into the crowd and rubbing the young girl's oil, while Xu Yatong was rubbing Zhang Yun's oil.

Zhang Yun launched the four secret techniques of "grasping, kneading and kneading" in a frenzy, and it didn't take long for Zhang Yun's chest to be covered with traces of Xu Yatong, red, swollen and bruised everywhere, like petals, scattered on Zhang Yun's chest.

It hurt Zhang Yun so much that he kept "whining", his handsome little face was covered with cold sweat, and his whole body trembled up and down, but Xu Yatong was still reckless, and he didn't care about Zhang Yun's inner feelings at all.

In this way, Xu Yatong played with Zhang Yun's chest for half an hour, until Zhang Yun's entire white chest was covered with her "traces", and she couldn't stop.

In fact, Zhang Yun should feel lucky, because Xu Yatong only tortured him with his hands, if Xu Yatong opened the shell tooth bite skill, Zhang Yun's chest might not be so spared.

At this moment, Xu Yatong's pretty face was flushed so much that it was almost out of shape, her face was covered with fine hot sweat, and her beautiful eyes were full of happiness to the extreme.

But this is far from the end.

At the same time, Xu Yatong stretched out a pair of jade hands tremblingly and slowly put them on Zhang Yun's pants, Xu Yatong was still thinking about Zhang Yun's white and tender legs.

Looking at Zhang Yun's constantly trembling slender legs, Xu Yatong couldn't help but think of Zhang Yun's dazzling white thighs that she peeped at that night.

Even Xu Yatong remembered Zhang Yun's things that were hidden by the white light.

At this moment, Xu Yatong swallowed a mouthful of saliva uncontrollably, and a pair of beautiful eyes stared at Zhang Yun's legs, and Zhang Yun was furious.

Until now, Zhang Yun still didn't understand what this woman wanted to do to him, compared to what Song Chuhui did to him, Xu Yatong was really nothing, but Zhang Yun still felt a burst of palpitations.

Now, even if Zhang Yun wants to ask for help, he can't help it, he can only watch this woman eroding him step by step, and at the same time, Zhang Yun's brain is desperately looking for a way to get out.

He couldn't stay here any longer, and if he stayed here any longer, he was decisive.

However, the next moment, just as Zhang Yun was thinking hard about how to escape, Zhang Yun only felt a sudden chill in his thighs, and his lower pants were ripped off by Xu Yatong extremely violently.

Just in an instant, Zhang Yun's blue panties were completely exposed to Xu Yatong's field of vision, and Xu Yatong's gaze was a little stagnant on the spot, and he looked at Zhang Yun's panties blankly, and there was no movement for a while.

And Zhang Yun was so ashamed that he couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground and get into it directly, he was so hotly watched by a woman, Zhang Yun couldn't bear it even if he had a thick face on the city wall.

But Xu Yatong didn't look at it much, and then Xu Yatong looked away and threw it at Zhang Yun's thigh, however, Xu Yatong's saliva rolling down his throat showed how difficult it was for Xu Yatong to do this action.

The next moment, Xu Yatong put her trembling hands on Zhang Yun's white thighs, and she first stroked them extremely gently, as if she was caressing a delicate and fragile work of art.

But immediately after, Xu Yatong's actions returned to a rough state, and carried out inhumane "tyranny" on Zhang Yun, and after a while, Zhang Yun's white thighs were like his poor chest, scarred.

It's a pity that Xu Yatong didn't realize what kind of harm she had caused to Zhang Yun at all, she only knew that she had to desperately satisfy herself.

Finally, when Xu Yatong hurriedly finished playing with Zhang Yun's pair of thighs, she couldn't bear to look at Zhang Yun's underwear again.

At this moment, the flickering light in Xu Yatong's beautiful eyes is getting darker and darker, and it is becoming more and more palpitating, and even Xu Yatong's breathing has become much heavier.