Yang Cao or Wu Cong, even if she is the master of heaven, even if the power in her hands is enough to shock the world, even if she is eloquent and ambitious, she can't hide the fact that she is a woman,

The clothes tightened, and then there was a "hiss" behind her, and then she felt a chill in her back, how could she not think of what was happening,

"Ahh

With an exclamation, the food box in his hand fell to the ground, Wu Cong quickly jumped to the corner like a frightened rabbit, quickly turned around and crossed his hands to cover his shoulders, avoiding his clothes from slipping off his upper body, his face was full of shame and his eyes were full of fire, as if he was a cannibal and glared at Yang Ping'an,

But Yang Ping'an's only one sentence completely dissipated the anger in her heart: "Sure enough, it's you, why." ”

After learning that Yang Cao was a woman, Yang Ping'an immediately thought of the madness of that night, as well as the epiphany pattern that was finally fixed in his mind.

He first tried Wu Ting, and the grievance in Wu Cong's eyes, although it flashed quickly, how could he escape from him who was prepared too early,

In order to verify his judgment, he took advantage of Wu Cong's turn and was about to leave the cell, he ripped off Wu Cong's shirt, and a brilliant blooming epiphany pattern, as he expected, appeared on Wu Cong's fat white jade-like shoulder,

At that moment, he suddenly understood why, after that night, Wu Cong said that he was unwell and refused to see him for three days.

That night, he himself tossed a sore back and weak legs, not to mention Wu Cong, who was a daughter,

"You, what do you say."

Yang Ping'an slowly walked in front of Wu Cong, looked at Wu Cong, who was breathing rapidly in front of him, and stretched out his hand, but in the end it only stayed above Wu Cong's shoulder, and did not fall: "That night, why did you do that." ”

He really couldn't understand Wu Cong's actions, although he had met many female members with the surname Tiance**, but Wu Cong's identity was different, that was the master of Tiance, could he be guilty of practicing himself like this?

What was particularly puzzling to him was that Wu Yu did not admit it afterwards, as if nothing had happened, and he did not intend to use this incident to blackmail or control himself.

Now, Wu Cong also knew that he couldn't hide it, and his face disappeared with shyness and straightened up: "How do you know it's mine." ”

"The jade bone ice muscle is fragrant in the night, ashamed of the glory of the vulgar flowers, the glorious life is short, and the strange fragrance is long, although I was groggy that night, I couldn't see your face clearly, but the epiphany pattern on your shoulders remained in my mind."

"Jade Bone Ice Muscle into the Night Fragrance......" Wu Cong lowered her head, and repeated this seven-word quatrain describing epiphany, she couldn't help but be a little moved, but when she raised her head to face Yang Ping'an, she had already regained her composure, "It seems that it is indeed not easy to deceive you, but what about me." ”

Listening to the toughness in Wu Cong's tone, Yang Ping'an smiled bitterly and took two steps back: "I just want to know, why did you do that." ”

Wu Cong bit his lip, pondered for a moment, and suddenly said, "Because I want to be your woman." ”

"Be my woman, why." Yang Ping'an won't believe this excuse, he doesn't think that he has a halo on his head, the spirit of the king is leaking, and with a casual look, women will flock to it.

"Because you are very good to your women, for the sake of Dong'er, when you were still a grass people, you did not hesitate to meet Yang Xiong's sword soldiers who were the marquis of Yanshi at the time; For the sake of Su Min, you are willing to come and assassinate Yang Shuo; For the sake of Xue Yufeng, you actually did not hesitate to fight on the battlefield with your surname; For the sake of Zhen Niang, you would rather resist my Tiance and Tang Emperor Yang Rui at the same time; For the sake of Yang Yuhuan, you dare to beat the prince Yang Xiong in Nanjing, why do you say I don't want to be your woman. ”

As he spoke, Wu Cong walked up to Yang Ping'an, and almost the tips of the two noses touched, and Yang Ping'an clearly felt Wu Cang's orchid-like snort spitting on his cheeks.

And Wu Cong slowly let go of his arms, letting the torn clothes slide down his shoulders, revealing a close-fitting red belly pocket embroidered with a pair of mandarin ducks.

Under the dim light, the red of the belly pocket and the white of the skin echo each other, even if it is close at hand, but in Yang Ping'an's eyes, the martial arts are also hazy, making him unable to see it really.

Wu Cong stretched out his hands, rubbed behind his back for a while, and then untied a long white cloth wrapped around his chest, and as the white cloth was pulled out of his belly pocket, the originally plain belly pocket suddenly swelled, as if by magic, and as if two "monsters" were released, and they bounced out violently.

Pulling Yang Ping'an's arms and asking him to hug him, Wu Cong's beautiful eyes were looking forward to it, and he asked faintly: "You, are you willing to let me be your woman." ”

Although Yang Ping'an can be regarded as the master who has seen some big scenes, the beauties in the dungeon are currently dressed as men and almost naked and naked, such as the superposition of many factors that he has never experienced before, which produces a strong sense of stimulation in his heart.

The breathing intensified, and his hands involuntarily stroked lightly on Wu Lu's smooth and delicate back, and a flame ignited in his abdomen, and his brother was also burned by this flame.

Feeling the touch of his back, Wu Cong's body trembled slightly, bit his lip lightly, stood on tiptoe, and sent two thin cherry lips to Yang Ping'an's mouth.

The oil lamp in the cell flickered and jumped, and the two figures flashing on the wall gradually merged together, and the strong sense of excitement and novelty had made Yang Ping'an forget a lot, and Wu Cong seemed to really just want to be his woman, trying his best to cater to it,

In the small cell, the damp and mildewy atmosphere was gradually mixed with some other smells, the clothes were scattered all over the ground, and the flesh and body of two white flowers were intertwined, rolling back and forth on the straw mat.

The male voice was panting, the female voice was coquettish, and they mixed together to play the most instinctive music in the world, and spread throughout the empty dungeon,

The echoes of the true voice blended with each other, Wu Cong's moans became high-pitched, Yang Ping'an's wheezing became heavier, the two of them with their upper bodies close together, and the lower bodies kept hitting hard, making a snapping sound, with a slight sound of water,

All kinds of sounds mixed in everything, the cold and damp dungeon seemed to be like spring light, the oil was exhausted, the lights began to wither, and the whole dungeon fell into darkness for a moment, only the voices that symbolized the spring light continued......

When Yang Ping'an woke up again, it was still dark in front of him, but he could clearly feel the delicate body in his arms and the sound of even breathing from the side of his face.

Recalling the previous madness, Yang Ping'an laughed silently, that feeling was really exciting, even if he had never experienced it before he crossed over, only at this moment could he understand why some people in the future would make all kinds of strange and unbelievable things, so that some people even paid the price of their lives for it,

Holding the delicate body in his arms with one hand and gently stroking the delicate body with the other, Yang Ping'an began to think about how he should face the woman Wu Cong in the future.

It's really a headache,

"Hmm." Xu is Wu Cong was comfortably touched by him, hummed lightly in his mouth, and a ** was placed between his legs, just on his brother,

Yang Ping'an has been following Dao Ji to contact that set of self-cultivation kung fu recently, I have to say that Dao Ji's set of kung fu is still quite effective, Yang Ping'an has only practiced for a few days and feels that his body is a lot easier.

His brother also benefited from it, such as the pillar of optimus when he woke up in the morning was much harder than before.

At this moment, he was pressed by the smooth **, his brother refused to bend his waist, and raised his head with a more and more frustrated attitude, which made Yang Ping'an a little uncontrollable.

He slipped one hand from Wu Cong's delicate body, slashed across his buttocks, and finally reached between the wet and greasy thighs,

There is no grass there, and Yang Ping'an only knew that Wu Cong was actually a white tiger, and the first sober taste of the white tiger made him unforgettable.

His fingers flicked shallowly, and gradually he felt the wetness coming, and then he turned over and pressed Wu Cong under him, lifted the other party one by one, and groped to make his brother rush into the white tiger cave.

"Hmm." The sudden change woke up Wu Cong, and she didn't react before she could speak, and the two cherry lips were held by Yang Ping'an.

"Hmm."

Wu Cong only struggled for a few breaths before stopping, because she sounded everything that happened before, and from the breath that came from her face, she sniffed out the identity of the man on her body,

Feeling Yang Ping'an's passion, she gradually couldn't hold it anymore, from passive endurance to active pandering, her hands and feet wrapped tightly around Yang Ping'an, like an octopus, wrapped around Yang Ping'an's body, and the sound of coquettish moaning gradually rose, becoming more and more high-pitched......

After the rain, the two of them were lying on the stone bed, and they returned to the posture when Yang Ping'an woke up.

It's just that this time it's different, Wu Cong, who has been moistened by rain and dew one after another, shrank tighter in Yang Ping'an's arms, and one of Yang Ping'an's hands has been playing with the plump and soft ball pressed on his chest,

"If you abuse them all the time, aren't you afraid that they will be harmed?"

Wu Cong didn't understand at first, but when Yang Ping'an pinched the cherry a little harder, she understood: "What else can I do if I don't do that, since my ancestors created the Heavenly Policy, through the treachery of Yang Guang, the faint monarch, I almost killed my martial arts family, and now the heirs of my martial arts family are becoming more and more scarce, and when it comes to my generation, I am the only one,

Although the ancestors said that women surnamed Wu can also win the world, and even take their names, but in the eyes of the world, women are always inferior to men, and many things, women's bodies can not participate, I can only dress up as men, do you know how much effort and energy it took me to have Tiance to achieve today, to create such a good opportunity. ”

Yang Ping'an didn't expect that his joke would cause Wu Cong to feel so much, and he also felt the huge pressure on Wu Cong's body, and kissed him lightly on the forehead with pity: "Since you are so tired, then don't do it, let me tell you, the ancestor of your family is actually a fool, and his set has almost no hope of being realized.

If it is a person, there will be **, there will be selfishness, there will be a gap if there is a selfishness, there will be a gap if there is a gap, there will be a hierarchy, and the existence of a hierarchy is naturally inevitable with exploitation, the only difference is that some exploitation is visible and some are invisible. ”

"Don't tell me that." Yang Cao didn't have the heart to listen to him at all, "I only want to ask you, now that I am your woman, are you willing to share the heavenly policy with me and rule the world together." ”