Chapter 101: Meet Again

Mrs. Black Fungus is cold-eyed and exposed, and her dress is consistent, which is very intriguing = Fei Fei. He also makes no secret of his body in front of men, and even has a sense of enjoyment of being invaded by men's eyes. But if you just think that Mrs. Black Fungus is a woman who puts - Lang = and easy = red - apricot = out - wall, then you are wrong, very wrong.

This is a proud and arrogant person in his heart, in the years since her husband's death, there are countless men who have been driven crazy by Mrs. Black Fungus, but very few men can climb the double peak in front of Mrs. Black Fungus's chest and go deep into the dense forest between the two strands.

What kind of man can really make Mrs. Black Fungus move, no one knows, because no one can tell from her face. She has a seductive and seductive demeanor to everyone, and it is difficult to see the true thoughts in her heart from her face.

The material attraction is absolutely not close to Mrs. Black Fungus. And for spiritual conquest, Yang Shuai has absolutely no chance, because Yang Shuai deeply understands that in the eyes of Mrs. Black Fungus, who has a very strong sense of nation, he is definitely not worthy of her. And Yang Shuai himself has never thought of having a heart-to-heart relationship with a Japanese woman, if it was during the Taiping period, maybe it would be okay, but definitely not now.

Why did Mrs. Black Fungus wear such tight and transparent clothes every time she came to see him? Yang Shuai shook his head, trying to drive away the sperm worms that came out of his heart.

"Yang Shuaijun lives in such a humble place?" Gently lifting the skirt that was split from the knee, revealing the smooth skin and thin legs as white as moonlight, the moment she walked into the Yang Mansion, Mrs. Black Fungus couldn't help but be surprised by Yang Shuai's residence.

Yang Shuai was staring at the delicate beauty legs of Mrs. Black Fungus's lower body, which were smooth and elastic upward, and people couldn't help but want to grab a handful of buttocks. Suddenly looked up in embarrassment: "Uh-uh-this-" His face couldn't help but turn red, and he was deeply ashamed of his performance like this.

Lady Black Fungus smiled slightly, as if she hadn't seen it.

Yang Shuai looked up and saw that his "home" was an independent courtyard, but it was just three simple small houses, surrounded by a zigzag, and formed a square courtyard with the gate. At this time, there is an old tree in the middle of the courtyard of sixty or seventy square meters, and the autumn leaves are still falling, and the whole courtyard looks very dilapidated.

Yang Shuai then remembered, because he was in a hurry, now Yang Mansion didn't even have a chore, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Yes, it's really a bit simple, hehe." "But after thinking about it, I am alone, and I have so many things to do every day, I am afraid that I will spend more time in the headquarters than here in the future, and if it weren't for Hu Hanmin's presence today, Yang Shuai would not have returned here.

Yang Hua and the three of them were in the wing room on the left side of the gate, and there was a faint voice. Yang Shuai smiled and made a gesture of please: "Mrs. Black Fungus, the cold house is rough and slack, please." "I led Mrs. Black Fungus to my room, a door is divided into left and right, the left is the wing, the right is the study, that is, the place where Yang Shuai will meet guests in the future.

As soon as Yang Shuai entered the door, he opened the teapot by himself, and when he saw that there was no tea in it, he hurriedly used a clamp to cut two pieces of black charcoal from the basket next to him, lit and blew it, and boiled the tea on the spot.

Mrs. Black Fungus sat quietly at the desk, quietly watching Yang Shuai busy. Both of them seemed to jump out of this situation, and there was no thought of being left out and being left out.

Mrs. Black Fungus only thinks that this man is so attractive, and it turns out that an attractive man is not necessarily the kind that comes and goes, and is noble. There is no need for a suit and leather shoes to be graceful, Yang Shuai's resolute cheeks, and the look of serious work made Mrs. Black Fungus couldn't help but feel hot. Thinking of the last time I had with Yang Shuai, the strong impact made Mrs. Black Fungus's stamen feel comfortable for a while.

Thinking of that kind of moisturization, Mrs. Black Fungus became more and more ruddy, her little face was red and red, and she was so shy that she couldn't help but bow her head, just like a little girl who was not deeply involved in the world, so innocent, where was there the usual amorous commotion.

"Oops, it's finally burning, hehe, it's so talented." Yang Shuai was busy clapping his hands, looking at the teapot that was about to gurgle, and the coal that was burning underneath, he was proud. It was as if he had completed a big project that could not be completed, and he looked proud.

When I looked back, I was shocked that the shy Mrs. Black Fungus was so charming at this time. Slender beautiful legs, originally tight-fitting clothes, at this time because of sitting, more slightly figured. The pink neck skin was as crystal as water, and down the neck that couldn't help but want to take a bite, the two proud-human twin peaks stood upright and peerless, showing her surge to Yang Shuai.

Yang Shuai swallowed a mouthful: "Mrs. Black Fungus, you are so unbearable, fascinating." ”

Mrs. Black Fungus was already shy, but when she heard the naked words, her heart was more like eight horses running, poof, the blood was like a ragged river, and the skin of her whole body involuntarily turned red and pink. Once again, she hugged Yang Shuai, stroking his sturdy back, her chest-front double-ru tightly against Yang Shuai's strong chest, and her iron-like arms—Mrs. Black Fungus only felt a refreshing feeling in her lower body, and she knew that she had shed some kind of love juice. Biting her lip gently, Mrs. Black Fungus raised her head, with a provocative look, and glanced at Yang Shuai.

"Yang Shuaijun, am I really beautiful?"

Yang Shuai was shocked, looking at the spring in Mrs. Hei's eyes, he couldn't imagine that he couldn't hold it, but this charming woman had already let go of herself first, as if to say: "Come on, come on, get on me." ”

"Lady Black Fungus, you're tempting me." Yang Shuai's little brother couldn't help but jump, and the little brother who was originally hibernating, slowly stood up at this time, like a warrior waiting for battle.

Mrs. Black Fungus had forgotten the purpose of her trip in her heart, and just wanted the strong man in front of her to gallop on her again. Women are thirty like wolves and forty tigers, and the current Mrs. Black Fungus is at such an age like a wolf and a tiger, and she can't look down on ordinary men, especially after coming to China, Mrs. Black Fungus is even more rarely a chance to try it.

The only time was with Yang Shuai, but it made her taste an unprecedented feeling, and she never forgot it. and young women are completely different from girls who have never budded, they know better how to tease men's desires to the extreme, and in the process of acting, they are more able to cater to men, make various postures, and achieve the greatest pleasure.

At this time, Mrs. Black Fungus had already entered the play thoroughly, and her hand gently walked up from her smooth calf, as if Yang Shuai was caressing her, and her eyes were blurry, hazy, and intoxicating. Mrs. Black Fungus's enjoyment actually hooked Yang Shuai's desire to the top.

Looking at this who didn't speak, but did sultry movements, Yang Shuai knew what he should do.

With a roar, Yang Shuai stepped forward in two steps, and accurately grasped the proud-human-chest-front two strands in his hands, and a penetrating softness came over like an electric shock.

Ahh

Well, a charming hum came out of Mrs. Black Fungus's mouth, and then two delicate little hands wrapped around Yang Shuai's waist, rubbing back and forth, starting from every inch of the skin epidermis, Yang Shuai's throat couldn't help but have another grunting sound. With his left hand, he hugged Mrs. Black Fungus, swept his right hand along the desk, and swept the coffee table and two ink inkstones to the ground. Mentioned above, the whole person sent Mrs. Black Fungus to the desk, and the height was just right.

Mrs. Black Fungus clamped her feet between Yang Shuai's waist, and Shuang-Feng-ru-ditch- buried Yang Shuai in it, and the fierce contact made both of them - uh-huh-hum - make a sound of ecstasy.

Roar - Yang Shuai raised his head and pulled out of the giant peak, then grinned, and his right hand reached into the lower body of Mrs. Black Fungus, between the two strands.

"I can't think of it."

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