Yang Huairen snickered in his heart, it doesn't matter if he hears about this kind of thing, it's not that he hasn't heard it in his previous life, those single dogs in later generations have already studied the island country action movies thoroughly, and it is estimated that nine times out of ten they can guess what difficult postures they use with their voices. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

But Lan Ruoxin and He Zhiyun are different, I don't know what kind of reaction they will have when they listen to the melody of "heart-wrenching" after a while.

Thinking of such a fun thing, Yang Huairen couldn't help but laugh, and wanted to move the uncomfortable body lying down, but he didn't expect that he just wanted to move, only to realize that he was squeezed in the middle by two women, and his chest was pressed by the floor above, and he couldn't move at all.

The space of the dark compartment is not large, the area is close to the size of a double bed, and because it is in the gap between the floor and the ceiling downstairs, which is less than half a foot thick, Yang Huairen's idea of moving cannot be realized.

Just now, the three of them were busy drilling into the cracks in the ground, and the drill was drilled in, but unfortunately they didn't have time to adjust their postures, Yang Huairen was sandwiched between He Zhiyun and Lan Ruoxin, his hands were open, and he just hugged a beautiful woman in each arm crook.

The most coincidental thing is where his hands are pressed.

Yang Huairen despised the good man of the pretty peony twenty-six or seven times before he realized this.

Both palms felt an extremely elastic softness, and he felt that the arrangement of God in the dark was really ...... That's enough buddy.

The three of them were lying side by side, squeezed in the middle by the four sides of the dark grid, and He Zhiyun and Lan Ruoxin's butts just happened to be pressed into Yang Huairen's two palms.

He Zhiyun has nothing yet, after all, that hand belongs to his man. Lan Ruoxin was extremely uncomfortable, she was so big, let alone her ass, and she hadn't even been touched by the opposite sex.

In normal times, even if anyone who doesn't have long eyes dares to accidentally rub any part of her body, she will make that guy die an ugly death, at least his mother doesn't know him.

But in this situation, she is blind and dumb together, and she can't say what is bitter, and the baby is bitter in her heart.

In fact, for a sixteen-year-old girl in the flower season, it is the age when love is beginning to bloom, even if Lan Ruoxin is the eldest lady in the first big gang of beggars in the rivers and lakes, she will not be an exception.

Since she turned into a slim little beauty at the age of fourteen, she has not lacked admirers.

But whether it is the sons and brothers of the major sects in the rivers and lakes or the rising stars in the Qinglian Gang, in her eyes, they are all martial artists who only know how to fight and kill, and those princes and nobles look down on her background in the rivers and lakes, and most of the children of giant businessmen or official eunuchs are some gentlemen, and she still can't look down on these wild bees and butterflies.

In this era, scholars seem to have a special attraction to women, and the man in Lan Ruo's mind is a scholar with a full stomach.

In the same dream that she repeated many times, the man was swordsman-eyed and heroic, and after he passed the championship, he rode a high-headed horse for the first time, wearing red and hanging colors, and hundreds of people followed him to beat gongs and drums to go to Qinglian Gang to marry her as the champion wife.

Dreams are beautiful, but reality is bloody. The tall man didn't show up, and the other little cook, who was okay and was also a scholar, had already put his hand on her buttocks, staining her innocence.

Lan Ruoxin turned her head to glare at Yang Huairen, and her eyes were sour, and she realized that even if she learned from the crab and stared out her eyes, Yang Huairen would not be able to see it.

She wanted to open her mouth to reprimand him and quickly took her hand away, but she couldn't make a sound to attract the attention of Wang Laohu on the ground, and she didn't know what to do for a while.

After thinking about it for a long time, Lan Ruoxin finally came up with a good idea, since he can't move or speak, can't he still write?

Lan Ruoxin's left hand was sandwiched between her and Yang Huairen's bodies, and although the range of movement was not large, she could use her fingers to write on him.

Lan Ruoxin just felt that she was smart, and was about to stretch out her finger to write on Yang Huairen, but she felt that something was wrong.

Her height is only two inches shorter than Yang Huairen, and Yang Huairen's naturally open hands are on her buttocks, so if her hands want to write on him, naturally they can only write near his buttocks.

It's a little embarrassing to think about, but Lan Ruoxin feels that women's bodies are delicate, pure, and noble, a stinky man has rough skin and thick flesh, and although touching his ass is a little indecent, it should be no big deal because the situation is forcing it.

Yang Huairen was sandwiched between two beauties, and he didn't know how many pillars of incense to burn to God to express his gratitude, and suddenly felt an itchy feeling on his right buttocks.

Yang Huairen was stunned! The worldview shattered in an instant, and he said in his heart: "What is the situation? Are the women of the Great Song Dynasty so open? Could it be Goe Ultraman?

Although buddy and you Miss Lan are forced to squeeze into this dark space now, although the carelessness of brother's flexible palm is purely a deliberate arrangement by God, just placed on your tight and elastic ass, you don't have to be in such a hurry to thank your brother, right?

If you want to touch my brother's beautiful and majestic ass, just say it, brother is not a stingy person, you secretly don't say hello in advance in this situation, just touch it casually, it's not right!

And he is still guarding my future wife who is like a flower, so impatient, you are not ashamed to say it, my brother is so thin-skinned, my brother is still ...... Brother actually has nothing to be ashamed of.

It's too much! You touch it, just touch it, so long fingers, brother's buttocks, and the sensitive nerves of the teaseful brother are that you are wrong, don't think that you Lan Ruoxin looks like a fairy and is the eldest lady of the Qinglian Gang, you stinky female hooligan, brother shouted......"

Yang Huairen muttered a spell, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, Lan Ruoxin first clicked three times every time, then paused, and then stroked horizontally and vertically on his buttocks, paused a few times, and then stroked again.

Oh! Yang Huairen understood, Lan Ruoxin was practicing calligraphy on him.

He tensed his ass, carefully discerning what she had written after a long day's work.

"Uh-huh, uh-huh......"

Yang Huairen thought for a long time before she understood what she was trying to express, it turned out that she clicked three times to say that there were three words, and the three words that she wrote for a long time were - hand! Take! Open!

I'll go! Yang Huairen is really convinced of Lan Ruoxin, no, no. He said in his heart: "Your Miss Lan writes all her strokes in one place, which obviously increases the difficulty of my identification."

You asked me to take my hand away, but I also have to be able to take it away, you see it's just such a little space, I can't bend my elbow, how can I pull it out?

It's okay to move it, it's a big project to move from your ass to your other ass, and someone with such a skill as my brother may still be able to give it a try......"