Excerpt from the lifan
Wu Feng was too lazy to grab the Xi scale, so he grabbed it with his hand and lifted the big red hijab on Xue Xiyan and Yun Hailan's heads.
The dim candle flame reflected the stunning faces of the two women, showing a twelve-point soft smoke.
Wu Feng leisurely hugged the big and small beauty, rubbed the delicate bodies of the two women through the skirt, and said with an evil smile: "Who will come up first?"
Yun Hailan hung her head and was silent, her pretty face turned crimson, making the red candle and the mandarin duck brocade quilt lose their color.
Although Xue Xiyan was also shy, she finally got rid of it a lot, and flew a flattering look at Wu Feng: "If you don't let others do a demonstration first, Aunt Yun doesn't have the guts......
As he spoke, he straightened his jade legs and kicked lightly, his delicate body shook slightly, and his whole body clothes were like flowing water, gently unraveling, and slipping down slowly.
The peerless beauty came out of the pile of dresses, like a fish swimming in the water, incredibly slippery.
......
"I was born but not ......" Yun Hailan was full of wonderful eyes, floating with a misty mist, looking at Wu Feng softly, the ups and downs of the past ten years have all risen and fallen in it.
"Then I'll watch you grow up. Her eyes suddenly became determined.
"Aunt Yun......" Wu Feng's body trembled, the corners of his eyes were hot, and he hugged the other party suddenly.
Where could there be a more affectionate confession?
Yun Hailan and Wu Feng looked at each other, their cheeks were flushed like blood because of their shyness, but a smile appeared on the corner of their mouths: "Xiao Feng, you have to pity others tonight......"
Wu Feng nodded heavily, and suddenly kissed her dark red lips......
...... Xue Xiyan smiled, got into Yun Hailan's arms, lay down like a cat, and the bright moon entered through the window, shining on her slender eyelashes and beautiful face, looking extremely pure and quiet.
Wu Feng shook his head, grabbed the jade hands of the two women, and after sniffing the clouds and rain, the aroma of their delicate bodies slowly fell asleep.
After bliss, it is time to think about the responsibilities of life. If you have their bodies, you must protect them for the rest of their lives.
In Wu Feng's dream, it is not the spring of Yingying, but the battlefield full of war smoke.
In this chaotic world where losers destroy their families and clans at every turn, if you want to protect your loved ones, you must ruthlessly destroy all opponents until no one dares to stop you in front of you.
One end of the dream is a warm little home, and the other end is the bones and corpses that go straight into the clouds, Wu Feng clutched the sword in his hand tightly, watching the fire burn through the sky, and there was no hesitation in his heart.
(That's all there is to excerpt.) )