Hate the heavens and swear that if the events of this day were known, then he would definitely kill everyone who knew about it, otherwise he would have to commit suicide. Of course, if the victims of the Bitter Realm find out what happened tonight in the future, they will definitely kill the hating evil first, and everyone doesn't have to care about the oath of hating the heavenly evil.

The innate masters of the suffering state can skip eating, they can not go to the toilet, and they don't even need to breathe. But you have to rest. Xiaoqiang is really true, he doesn't fit his eyes for a few days and nights, and when he relaxes, his eyes are stunned and he passes out.

Therefore, it is conceivable how it feels to have a fine patient who comes to the ward at night every day. However, his body is less than thirty percent, coupled with Jun Sanfeng's unexpected popularity, Tianshi and people are not in his hands, and he can't even drive away in the face of this kind of evil guest.

But there are always more ways than difficulties, but let a fine person come up with an idea, hating the evil that he must be crazy, and he also thinks that this idea is very reasonable, and he must not be able to cure his brain disability.

One night, the hater who had prepared the drugged lime powder blowgun was waiting for Jun Sanfeng's arrival. Then, without accident, he was opened by Jun Sanfeng's sword dragon and suppressed it with force. Perhaps he is also tired of this meaningless fight, and today he is sober, and it is actually the most talkative and intelligent wind.

"Stupid, utterly stupid. Ahh He slapped his mouth with his hand, and the sleepy boy yawned and looked impatient.

"Are you the wind? Long time no see. Do you have any advice? Pulling up the arrows that Jun Sanfeng slapped on his body one by one, he hated the heavenly evil and sold him back to the kiln while thinking that he would recover his strength, and at the same time warned himself to endure.

"I said you, wouldn't you be a person who didn't get beaten? Like the woman. Feng would never have made a move on her. He touched his hair with the back of the knife, and with a stupid expression, he glanced at the evil and turned around and fell asleep.

"That's right, Feng will never trouble the fourth sister-in-law!" With the only remaining power to be activated, it is still easy to change the appearance. "Wait a minute, how big the fourth sister-in-law's breasts are, I don't know!" Hehe, you know there are ghosts.

Just like the Himalayas brought about by the collision of the Indo-Asian plates, the hater who once again broke through the lower limit decided to experiment with what it feels like to have a cup F to a tonight. Well, that's serious academic research.

Lying flat on the bed, with the squirming of the muscles and muscles, a pair of big breasts that are enough to laugh proudly at Hongchen and stand majestically. "It's so boring to sleep like this, do women with big breasts sleep on their sides? But it feels like the left hand touching the right hand, and it doesn't feel at all. That's right, it's all your own flesh, and it's a big problem to feel what you feel. Lying on his side, with his back to Jun Sanfeng, he didn't want to face him for such an unscrupulous experiment. , Hate the sky and turn around violently, and the two pieces of soft meat on his chest actually had a feeling of throwing them over, and they hit the bed with a bang.

"I'm curious how those talented girls don't sag, they're not like I can change them at any time. F is so big, what about G? I heard that there is also the legendary H, which is simply a tumor. "Divide up some of the flesh that has been gathered together, and hate the evil to continue his unscrupulous experiments.

"It's still the best, big but not scattered, and Yingying can be held. Oh my God, what the hell was I thinking? The fourth sister-in-law seems to be a little younger than that. So what does it feel like? The size is easy to do, but the soft and hard are hard to measure. Muttering to himself, Hate Tianxie stretched out his right hand, stretched out into a bowl shape in mid-air, and twisted his wrist back and forth.

"If you twist it three times a second, you can feel the touch of C. This is the blessing that wind and friction bring to single men. It's a pity that there is no car with a speed of 60 kilometers per hour, and the hand sticks out of the window, and you can feel the touch of C more. "Hehehe, boy, what bad things have you learned in the world?

"Forget it, don't rush yet, he hasn't woken up yet, let's try B again." The palm of the hand clearly felt empty. "Is this different from pectorals?" The Troubled Knife looked down, indicating that the difference was big.

"Forget it, something is better than nothing. Come, let's witness the moment of miracles. Come out! a。 "Everything is back to the way it was." What's the difference between this and a man? Not even pectoral muscles. However, poor milk is also a scarce resource these days. ”

"Okay, okay, go to sleep, tomorrow you will become like the fourth sister-in-law, and let this little white-eyed wolf next to me surrender at my feet!"

Pulling the quilt, hating the heavens and evil fell asleep, but the open brain hole would not be closed easily. The male hormones of the man made his brain more and more excited, a dynamic music lingered in his mind for a long time, and all kinds of indescribable images collided in his mind unscrupulously. Hate the heavens and the evil lifted the quilt, as if he had discovered Columbus in the New World.

"No, this ability shouldn't be so narrow. Use your brain, you have to believe that your creativity (lower limit) is infinite, hate the heavens! "An evil fire burned in the eyes of the hating heaven, and at this moment he was not fighting alone.

"I can be a woman, and I can go to the toilet and bathroom openly...... You can also change the vest to approach the eldest lady and the little daughter-in-law. As long as you become a best friend, it is normal for your best friends to hug and hug each other in and out of the boudoir, and it is also normal to take a bath together and rub each other's backs. The picture is so beautiful, roar roar! "The raging fire is hard to extinguish, and the hatred of the heavens and the evil that erupts in inspiration is out of control.

"Wait, I'm still too short-sighted, why should I limit myself to myself? Flesh and blood structure is my own gadget. It's easy to do it for yourself, and it's not difficult to do it for others. The ugly man became handsome by 10,000 taels, and the ugly girl became beautiful by 5,000 taels. Male to female to male. It's not a dream to get rich. Who dares to print 10,000 copies of his black history and post it on the public floor without paying the money! ”

"Ahaha, what kind of demon girl Thousand Faces Langjun is weak in front of me. Hehe, if there's such a thing as a camera, you can look like a big brother and grow your boobs, and you don't even need ps. I'm so wicked. Wu Jun Luo said that he had just felt a mortal threat.

On this ordinary night, the creator of the most notorious unscrupulous magazine of the future misery, "Intimacy Paradise", was smeared on his face by the blood of the muse's aunt, and all kinds of inspirations came one after another, and the seal of conscience was broken out with sparse festivals.

Mr. Qu, who did not want to disclose his identity, said that the invention of the camera was a sin of his life. And another gentleman who is reluctant to reveal his name, but looks better than Pan An, is a talented Badou, can be a man of literature and martial arts, and is undefeated in the Central Plains, said that all such things as "Affectionate Paradise" should be handed over to him, so that he can collect it so as not to harm the world.