CHAPTER XVIII
Historically, there have been no high pills and too much schizophrenia drops. That's a lot. How many emperors think that they have become immortals while the "elixir" permeates every pore. Now let's take a look at Gao Qian's mother-in-law in a serious way. Got this ball. How many of these faint kings can she bow to.
The fragrance of this acacia flower is really a little evil. Sister Wang slept very deeply tonight. It's like sleeping to death. Gao Qian didn't notice it. When the legs are between the wrists, and the toss in one hand is obviously not enjoyable. Gradually. This cargo lie-flat bed room. Legs slightly bent. The more points. The more open. I'm going to stuff it in.
The point is not that comfort method. It's amazing to imagine.
It's like. The soul of the yagnai trembled. crossed into Tang Xianzong Li Chun's sick shell.
He stared at the female prisoner in front of him. Super beautiful. It's amazing. He hurriedly called her over:
Come here, come here. Who are you and whose daughter you are?
The female prisoner said shyly: No. I'm the girlfriend of whom.
He wandered for a moment. Suddenly, the anger came up. This is not much of a person's ability. Girlfriend is so beautiful. Outrageous. Come here, come here. I'll take you back to the house. To educate you ... Thereupon. Xianzong took the beautiful woman to the inner room and "educated" it well. "Educational" time. The meatballs have been half-stuffed in. She's still fiddling...
Yanai's soul trembled again. Like a flower. Look hard at yourself. It turned out to be Ms. Zhai Shukui.
The balls have all been squeezed in. The yamani was like fire. Get up pretty. The imagination is full of the appearance of Zhai Shukui and Uncle Ji meeting for the first time.
The embroidered robe is lightly removed. Narrow sleeved shirt underneath the robe. Cover with gold locks. Light soft armor. Tie a jade green pure silk belt at the waist. Light silk with dark color. Wipe the forehead around. Caged phoenix hairpin.
Shu Kui walked out in chaos.
On the left is my husband-in-law Ji Zheng. On the right is my uncle's belt. The world accuses me of causing trouble in the palace. Mess up a king. Kill another king. and to give the lives of the soldiers of the army of the king... Isn't it a curse? It's not that men don't fight. Rigid shirking of responsibility is also a problem.
A body as light as fire. Shu Kuishui walked into the camp tent on the left side with hazy eyes.
I am now buried in the Shenlong Stream in the suburbs of Luoyang. The grave has long since been extinguished. The Shenlong Stream has long since dried up. become farmland; A generation of enchantresses. Turning to dust... My soul is present on earth. Happy with my husband and my uncle again. Lingering. Miss Acacia. Clearing grievances.
Yes. Rao is the world's enchanting queens. But in the end, it is not comparable to such a beautiful woman.
She is as light as a frightened Flyon. Soft like a dragon flying in the sky. Plump like a chrysanthemum blooming in autumn. It is solemn and like an ancient pine. Vague. Like the moon occasionally obscured by thin clouds; Fluttering and shaking. Like snow blown by a strong wind. It looks like a long way. Radiant. Like the rising sunrise; Get closer and take a closer look. Delicate and distinct. Like a hibiscus just stretching out of the water...
Yes. This is the first scene of Hu Laikeen's awakening gaze on Gao Yan.
It's not looks.
It's not posture.
It is the deep tenderness and reluctance that comes from all over the world.
"Whoa."
Acacia flowers.
Mysterious aroma.
Furious lips.
The body of the ferophyll.
The murmur of the rhino in the ear.
"My heart is attached to it. You are my husband. Why have you caught me in injustice? β
"Whoa."
Hu Lai clasped her waist. I want to stabilize my mind. Don't care about "repeating the mistakes of the past". A year ago. The same barracks. It's just as muddy and mesmerizing as it gets... But I want to find out by all means this time. What induced her to do this ... But. The aroma swept over. A tender kiss swept over. Crisp that seeps into the bones... Hu Lai gradually became weak. The righteous god can't stabilize the wandering god. The ferocity seems to be bent on pulling you into the same dreams as hers. Co-Fallen.
Maybe the ** in the dream is wilder.
Hu Lai felt that he had crumpled his monstrous body. The groans of the ferocious groans are carried out with total dedication and unreserved surrender. Wilderness at its best.
When entering. The top touches a bead. Hu Lai's body was shocked. Hu Lai, who was out of control, had to push even deeper. Chase the coolness of the lust in the tight embrace.
This is a battle between immortals and demons. The body of the wild is like a fairy. The cool beads in the turbulent road are like demons. Intertwined. Plundered all the wisdom and courage of men. Like galloping on the field. Such as deep into the nest of romance. How can life be so happy again?
No wonder the fairy indulges in lust. I only sigh that the balls are really obscene. When Gao Yan greedy and happy stuffed in. It means the ultimate return of a glamorous soul.
The man's jing water is wrapped in the balls. If there is an endoscope at this time. Go deep into the high stacked hibiscus xue. What a sight. The tender meat hides a sucking pill in the depths.
How not to bewitch.
The real Uncle Zhai is not as brave as her.
Tent on the left. Narrow marching bed. Hu Laiquan Luo lay on his stomach. Sound asleep. The first half of the night in a daze.
Meet the god yin god. Meet the Buddha Jian Buddha.
Such momentum. The yamen was full of joy and spirit, and he was above the camp tent on the right.
Xiaoliu had expected that there would be this "second time". Must have been at the door in the middle of the night. As soon as I saw her. He picked up the horse rope and took this little woman over and forcibly occupied it all night.
Still.
God plays with them, and the children of this world don't know how to be flexible. Why is the "old-fashioned" forever "second half of the night" who is me...
Xiaoliu slept more soundly this time than last time. When the invasion of the Ya is coming. Xiao Liu is still like a tiger, turning over and trying to break the demons and monsters.
The first smell of acacia flowers. Xiao Liu already felt bad.
Look at the hot, at a glance it is clear that "very ravaged" waves...
"You. You are the first ... β
I don't have to fight in one place.
I can't get past the beloved eyes that drowned you to death.
The feroso he crushed underneath him.
A fiery babe.
Tenderness and flattery.
The lips are slightly open. Like dripping honey outward.
She raised her hand. Touch the uncle.
Shu Kui sighed. This is my doom.
It's such an exclamation in the eyes. took Xiaoliu's life.
Crazy.
This damn scent of locust flowers...
Xiao Liu is like a demon.
He bit the traces left by Hulai.
Where it is white, he sucks it.
Xiao Liu's mind was chaotic and couldn't. Scolding the beasts. Scolding yourself for being a brute...
Same. The Qinzhu in the depths of the road is called the Little Six Crazy Demon.
Xiao Liu's thumb grinded his lips. He squeezed his fingertips into his buttocks in a daze...
"Don't move. Don't move.. β
Xiaoliu wanted to hold her. But he couldn't muster any strength. Rough seas. Her own bones were swept away by her.
Dreamlike.
Look at her like a cartilaginous animal. Squirming on the ground in a mess of military uniforms, she was still putting clothes on herself.
It's a wonder.
She yin. Yin to the avatar like a man-eating goblin. Squeeze the man dry.
She's naΓ―ve. It's so cute that the head looks like a weird little monster. I can't be just slick when I'm done. I'm going to get dressed. And. I know which one is my dress ...
She stops and goes. He went back to his bed. One soft. Sleep soundly in bed.
Maruko gently surged with her breath in the corridor full of strong jing. He slept the most peacefully in his life. No more dreams for a night.
Still.
There seemed to be a voice fluttering softly in the mouth. "I know it was Hu Lai and Zheng Jing just now. I know it's them. β
This voice made the relentless sleep more peacefully.