Chapter Ninety-Three: A Moment of Spring Night is Worth a Thousand Gold
I said that I would have a familiar feeling when I saw Chunlan, and it turned out that the female ghost who rescued me from Guo Dacan's clutches in the cave that day was her.
I tried my best to get rid of thinking about cauliflower again, calmed the anger in my heart, hugged her soft waist, gently wiped away her tears, and asked with a gentle smile: "Chunlan, tell me, how you escaped from the horse-faced monster later." β
Chunlan saw that I was no longer angry, looked at me delicately and smiled: "You just escaped, the horse-faced monster will not work, its animal body is broken by you, naturally it will definitely die." β
Thinking of Chunlan being in danger to save me that day, I couldn't help but have mixed feelings in my heart, as Du Gong said, all this is the will of God, I and Chunlan can get married here again, presumably it is also the will of God, for the woman who loves me so much, what reason do I have not to love her.
Under the phoenix candle, Chunlan's delicate appearance is even more beautiful and moving, the wine is strong in the brain, I only feel that the dantian lower abdomen, burning a rushing desire, this flame with Chunlan's affection for me, burning more violently, about to burn me.
I decided to forget about cauliflower, forget everything, enjoy my first wedding in my life, and love my wife Chunlan well.
"Sword, you, why are you looking at me like this?" A hint of surprise flashed in Chunlan's eyes, and she lowered her head and looked at me delicately.
I threw away the wine jar, picked her up and walked to the big red bed, gently spread her soft body under me, leaned over and kissed softly: "I look at my daughter-in-law, is it wrong?" β
"Bad guys, people who watch it are itching." Chunlan lightly opened her lips and hugged my neck, and the lilac tongue was entangled with me, warm and cold, very **.
"Bad guy, you want to suffocate me! Ah......" After a long kiss, Chunlan gently pushed me away, holding my face shyly and coquettishly.
I unbuttoned her dress, my hand reached in, a touch, no bra, two majestic peaks across the thin belly pocket, upright, soft, tentacles elastic, plump, wonderful, the only regret is the lack of warmth, no way she is a ghost body, there is no temperature.
Chunlan couldn't help but gasp emotionally under my caresses, her voice was gentle and amorous, her eyes were misty and enchanting, she sat up slightly, her fingers flicked, and the thin red belly pocket slid down on the bed, and the white and plump ** was perfectly displayed in front of me.
"Chunlan, you are so beautiful!" I grabbed the two peaks and played with them at will, and the spring orchid was charming, panting and twisting under me, and under the red candlelight, like swaying flower buds.
There are a lot of women I've been to, but in terms of the tension, plumpness, and elasticity of the body, there are few compared with Chunlan, two jade peaks, elastic and straight, soft but not drooping, flat and relaxed lower abdomen, Ying Ying can be held, and not weak, presumably the reason for practicing martial arts since childhood.
It's a pity, if Chunlan is a living person, her body is more gentle and smooth, it must be very beautiful.
I lowered my head and gently plucked the peak, my tongue picked my teeth, and tasted it carefully, pink and tender, as sweet as an orchid.
Chunlan only felt that the masculine aura on my body burned every inch of her skin like a flame, especially when Yufeng was kneaded and teased, her delicate body trembled, and her mouth became more and more delicate, and half of her body only felt sour and numb, like thousands of ants crawling, itchy and numb.
** With this sour feeling of flooding, like a flood, I just hope to vent this boundless fierce wave.
She originally promised me as a virgin, and had a one-night stand with me in the ghost house of the old man, and since then there has been no such good relationship between men and women.
"Sword, I, I want it......" Chunlan half-squinted her eyes, her eyes rippling with spring waves, as if she was already a pretty girl.
I was stimulated by her debauchery, along the flat, smooth lower abdomen, all the way to kiss and caress down, until the Pengmen wonderful, only to feel cold stinging lips, tentacles into the treasure mountain to explore, ice slippery, how can there be a little wave, for the dragon to go deep.
"Sword, I want it, hurry up, okay?" Chunlan couldn't help urging me.
I was still horny, and when I thought about it, if I forcibly entered, that thing would not wear out the skin, and I was afraid that it would have to be broken, after all, it was not a diamond diamond, how could I dare to chisel the iceberg at will?
Thinking of this, I got up from her angrily, thinking that at the beginning, my other baby RosΓ© was to use tiger oil to open the way, so that I could beat the horse into the mountain, but how embarrassed I was to open this mouth with Chunlan, besides, she couldn't get rat oil.
Thinking of this, I began to miss the rat oil, although it was disgusting and slippery, but as long as I didn't blow the horn and didn't want the strange smell, it was still very good.
"What's wrong?" Chunlan saw me sigh and enter, and when she touched my thing, it had already died down, and she couldn't help but feel a little anxious.
"This, this, Chunlan, do you have that kind of slippery oil, water, or something, otherwise, you man and I really don't have the ability to do this." I smiled bitterly and gloomily.
Chunlan sneered and said coquettishly: "It's all my fault, I forgot that there is a difference between people and ghosts." After speaking, he shouted naked to the side room: "Xiaoling, go to the kitchen and get some oil." β
Xiaoling walked to the bed, covered her mouth at me and smiled: "I knew that my uncle used it, and I prepared it under the bed." β
As he spoke, he bent down and held a small porcelain bowl from under the bed, and when I smelled it, it was vegetable oil.
"This is made of tea, so Miss can use it with confidence." Xiaoling said.
"Okay, you girl, learn to have a long heart, and Ming'er will let you go." Chunlan had a good relationship with Xiaoling, smiled a few words, and sent it away.
"Chunlan, this girl is next door, she won't eavesdrop." I thought about it and said a little embarrassed, especially when I saw Chunlan naked and Xiaoling facing each other, but there was no shame on her face, I was very surprised, it stands to reason that people in the Manchu Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China pay more attention to ancient etiquette.
Chunlan smiled while smearing oil on the wonderful place with an embroidered handkerchief: "She has been my personal girl since she was a child, if you are interested, you can use her as a small room." β
"Oops, I didn't think of that!" I slapped my forehead in surprise.
Forgetting that the ancients could have three wives and four concubines, no wonder Chunlan has always been by my side and has never ignored me and Taohong's happiness, which must be the case.
I like this, if I find the Netherworld Flower and the Soul Cone in the future, save the peach, and marry Nana and Chen Meizhi, Chunlan will not ask or be jealous, which is undoubtedly a great thing for me like me.
"What are you thinking, I've oiled it, sword, we can ......" Chunlan said shyly.
I was a little embarrassed and said, "Daughter-in-law, I, I don't feel it anymore, or you give me ......"
Chunlan knows, clumsy bowed down, slender hands to attract, red lips lightly, a blowing, playing and singing, blowing and vertical picking, although the technique is far less pure than pink, but it also has its own fun.
That kind of cold, exciting made me quickly find the feeling, "Woo, ah, my face is sore, okay, sword!" Chunlan rubbed her cheeks and pouted.
I pressed her in distress, bit her ear and murmured softly: "Okay, my Chunlan is so powerful, ** a moment is worth a thousand gold, I'm here!" β
After speaking, I picked up the gun and got on the horse, jumped into the stream, under the lubrication of tea oil, I only felt that the mountain road was still tight and narrow, narrow, so it was not compact, so that my fighting spirit increased greatly, the majestic wind rose everywhere, smashed the Yellow Dragon, and the gun smashed the heart of the flower.
Chunlan was under my hard work, letting out a gentle, forgetful, and sobbing panting, the monstrous waves in her body, like a flood that opened the floodgates, rushing down, her body was sour and numb, so happy.
In this boundless pleasure, her nails pinched into my back muscles fiercely, and she used all her strength to meet me, I endured the danger of Jingyuan being sucked, and fought hard to kill several times, until Chunlan fell asleep in my arms contentedly, and then I gave up.
It is said: Xiao Lang enters the curtain as a guest, and the mandarin ducks play in the water.
He also said: The flower path has never been swept by guests, and the Pengmen has been opened for you for the second time, ** interesting, how can you express it?
Looking at Chunlan who was lying in my arms and fell asleep, my whole body was sore and weak, there was no way to pay the price for thinking about grass horses in this era, and the grass girl ghost was even more risking her life.
was collected twice by Chunlan, and I was basically half disabled, how can I save the rotten cauliflower tomorrow.
Thinking of cauliflower, my heart is uncomfortable, no matter what, I should at least give him a chance to explain, in fact, I still want to convince myself in my heart that cauliflower is my good brother, I don't want to believe that the arrogant, willing to die for me, will be such a despicable villain.