Enchanting night, ecstasy night.

Just when the two husbands and wives were fighting in full swing and it was dark, Steward Qiao, who had been busy all day, returned to his residence leisurely.

Steward Qiao's age is no younger than Zhuo Buqun, and for nearly two hundred years, he has been carefully taking care of the villa, so that Zhuo Buqun can practice martial arts wholeheartedly and travel the world with peace of mind. His devotion has been recognized by the entire lodge, and even he himself is proud of it, and three generations of his family have been stewards of the lodge.

When he was young, Steward Qiao accompanied Zhuo Buqun to travel the world and visit famous mountains and rivers. However, because he was accidentally injured in an enemy a few decades ago, although he was cured, he left a hidden danger. He used to have two wives, both of whom had experienced ups and downs together, but every time he had clouds and rains with them, he would confess in a hundred rounds. You must know that he is an immortal martial artist, and his physical condition is far beyond ordinary people, and he is not even as good as ordinary people. This made him feel guilty, a man can't satisfy his wife, and it's really embarrassing.

However, a year ago, he remarried a wife, and originally due to his age and experience, he would not marry again. But since he couldn't resist the temptation and had a rain with her, he became infatuated with her. Why? Quite simply, for a man with male sexual dysfunction, how he does not love and dislike when he meets a woman who can make him regain his strength and be better than before.

Every time I go to Wushan with her, I can kill the sky in the dark, and the sun and the moon are dark. Even the stubborn illness has improved somewhat, and the time it lasts with the other two wives has doubled. The two wives, who had been quite subtle about him remarrying a wife, had acquiesced in her existence after tasting the sweetness, and now the relationship between the three wives was harmonious and harmonious, which made Steward Qiao very pleased.

"Sir, I'm back. ”

As soon as Steward Qiao stepped into the house, a soft, coquettish female voice wafted into his ears.

In the blink of an eye, there seemed to be a wave of electricity, which swept through the whole body, making Steward Qiao's bones tremble, his expression excited, and his blood was swelling. At that moment, he only felt that his body was full of strength, and his body, which was powerless, suddenly entered a state. At the same time, every feeling of his thoughts, every trace of flesh and blood, is excited, longing, and trembling wildly, as if he is calling for love and looking forward to desire.

Soon, a beautiful woman with a beautiful country broke into the eyes of Steward Qiao.

The green silk like ink jade fell down, and the wisps covered the buttocks. A loose purple silk robe, lightly wrapped around the body, with a purple ribbon around the waist and a beautiful knot, gathered the garment.

Her beauty is gentle and charming, and her facial features are impeccable, which is a rare and superb beauty. But her gentleness and charm, and grace are different, her gentleness reveals a magic that erodes people's bone marrow, her charm is biased towards fox, when the eye waves are flowing, people think about it, and feelings are born, as if she is the dream that she has been looking for for a long time, and there is a desire to hug her and care for her.

She is the third wife of Qiao's housekeeper, poetic.

A very poetic name, if Xiao Zhan is here, he must be able to see that this woman has practiced profound charming, which is even more graceful than graceful. Her charm has reached the pinnacle of penetrating the bones, and the charm has already penetrated into the bone marrow, and the lust and desire in the bones of the whole body are dazzling. Her charm has been simplified from the complex, from the surface to the inside, integrating her beauty, softness, and charm into every action and expression, which is so natural and harmonious, and flawless.

Meishu, like any martial arts, there are high and low, there are ordinary masters, and peerless masters.

Performing flattery on people, just like a martial arts master against an enemy, there is a high and low realm. The average master of charm is to use his own tricks to attack the enemy and make them surrender under the skirt. And the main means of this kind of charm is their appearance and posture, and they use charm to sublimate their beauty and bloom violently. This realm is known as the realm of skin.

The peerless master in the art of charming, just like the skills in martial arts are born from the heart, there is a realm of mystery and mystery, and the realm of charm is born from the heart. Just like the realm of the sword in the heart of the sword, no matter how many enemies change, with just one sword, it can break you and seal you. Your sword changes with the enemy, and it is aimed at the point.

Anyone's joys and sorrows...... and other emotional expressions, all of which are at work with love and desire, and kitsch is aimed at love and desire. Like is an emotion, simple and unique, and if like has an object, then desire will follow. For example, if you like a person or an object, you will have a desire to like it. When a person likes and falls in love with someone, the desire to like and love arises. Most people will show it through their skin and movements, but of course there are many people who are not noticeable at all.

But a peerless master of charm, as long as he comes into contact with people, he can sense their emotions and desires. Gentle, charming, glamorous, dissolute, foxy, move as you like, and turn into the most perfect woman in your mind. It makes you crazy, makes you unable to extricate yourself, makes your love and desire surging, falls deeper and deeper, and becomes their love captive and slave.

Poetry is such a master of charming, looking at Steward Qiao, her pretty eyes are full of joy, her smile blooms at will, and her gentleness is mixed with seductive charm. Her posture swayed, and she swayed towards Steward Qiao, and even her chest swayed as she walked, so powerful. The shock and tremor made Steward Qiao's breath rush suddenly, and his eyes were a little red.

Although his wife wrapped his chest tightly, it was difficult for him to see the beauty inside his clothes.

But that trembling appearance made his mind lively and excited, and the power of imagination was like a pair of wings, soaring and galloping in the clouds. The lady must not have been wearing her close-fitting belly pocket! Maybe she was thinking about him and had just come out in a hurry and forgot about it; maybe she happened to be bathing and wanted to wash her body and wait for him; maybe she didn't want to return, and she threw her belly pocket on the couch because she was lonely and relieved of her loneliness.

In short, the lady forgot to wear a belly pocket tonight. If you think about it further, maybe the lady is in a vacuum under her purple clothes, and she doesn't wear anything! This fantasy made Steward Qiao excited, his heart was on fire, his mouth was dry, and his desire was burning.

Just when Steward Qiao was in a reverie, the poetry flew into his arms.

"Huh!"

The delicate cry overflowed the sandalwood mouth, and the poetry seemed to feel something?

The pink lotus arms were tightly wrapped around the neck of Steward Qiao, and the sweet fragrance of orchid poured into his mouth and nose; the proud chest pressed against his chest, bulging to the ground, making him breathe chokingly; the delicate body grinded and writhed, as if expecting something, longing for something.

Nephrite is warm and fragrant, nothing more than that.

"Master, why did you come back so late tonight, so that you could think of your heart and mind, tossing and turning, and it was difficult to sleep. ”

The delicate voice is so seductive and provocative, and the eager tone is so anticipatory and longing. is so obsessed with his beauty, Steward Qiao is hard-hearted and has to turn into a finger twister, not to mention that he loves her so much and is infatuated with her. How could you not be moved, spend your heart and money on her, and try your best to meet her needs.

"Qing'er, tell me, how do you miss your husband?"

As he spoke, Steward Qiao grabbed the fullness of Shiqing against his chest with one hand, while the other supported her buttocks, and when he closed his hands and touched them, his breathing suddenly shortened. secretly said in his heart, as he expected, the inside was empty.

"Ah...... Lord......"

Suddenly, the poetry was as soft as a snake, and the delicate body as soft as bones hung on Steward Qiao's body, and at the same time looked at him with silky eyes, the appearance of shame and joy was very moving.

Steward Qiao saw that his eyes were warm, and he thought to himself: "No wonder people in the world often say that women are made of water, and their flesh is too delicate and tender. Such a beauty can be embraced, and it is really a blessing from the previous life. Tonight I will comfort her well, so as to relieve her lovesickness. ”

Thinking of this, Steward Qiao's heart was on fire, and he rushed into the bedroom desperately with poetry. Slightly rudely threw her onto the soft couch, disarmed herself in three or two times, revealing her strong physique inside. Although Steward Qiao is over 100 years old, his body is like a young and strong man, and his body is very strong.

He pounced, and was about to tear off the purple nightgown of poetry, when he suddenly saw her eyes looking at him with lovely eyes, and her eyes were full of grievance. Suddenly, his * was completely gone, and he hugged her distressedly.

"Lady, what's wrong, is it because my husband was too rough just now and hurt you?"

"What's the matter, the lord hasn't told the love yet, why did you come back so late and let the love stay alone for half the night. ”

Hearing this, Steward Qiao felt guilty for a while, hugged her and sat on the couch, and said softly: "Tomorrow is the birthday of the owner, how can I, as a housekeeper, not get everything done, and it will not be good if there is a business trip at that time." After this birthday, how about I take the time to accompany you?"

Shiqing changed his posture, sat in his arms, hugged his neck, and said softly: "The owner's birthday is a big event, and the lord doesn't need to care about his feelings." By the way, sir, there are important guests in the village in the afternoon, otherwise how could the owner's family accompany the banquet?"

"That's right, it's the old owner's junior brother, that is, the personal disciple of the sword immortal Ren Yao, who is here, and the owner of the village naturally wants to welcome each other. ”

Taken aback, Huo Ran sat up straight, stared at Steward Qiao with curiosity in his eyes, and said, "Is it really the personal disciple of the Sword Immortal?"

Looking at the surprised appearance of his wife in his arms, Steward Qiao smiled and said, "It's true, it can't be fake, I'm sure of this." ”

"That's not easy to say, there are many fake people in the world, maybe he came for the collection of the sword fairy. ”

Poetry is not dismissive.

Shaking his head and smiling, Steward Qiao sighed: "Today, as soon as Uncle Shi came up, he gave each of them a secret book, the juniors are all under the secret book of Xianwu, and the third prince and his wife each have a book of Xianwu Sword Book." Uncle Shi gave the eldest young master a book of martial arts secrets, and the eldest young grandmother got a secret book that is said to be a secret book for cultivating charming bones. Sending it to my uncle is a secret book that can be cultivated to the top of the void martial arts, and the owner of the village has received two secret books of the top of the void martial arts. Lady, you say, who would spend so much effort and price to cheat?"

Poetic apricot eyes widened, such a person is simply bold and outrageous. Oh my God, send the secret book, one is still the secret book of the top of the void martial arts, and it is also three copies at a time. Doesn't he know the preciousness of the secret of the Dao Void Martial Arts, such a waste simply deserves to be struck by lightning!

"Could this be the sword immortal who robbed ...... back then Uh, the secret from it?"