Chapter 220: The Pink Tent
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86_86090 Putting Ishihara back to the small courtyard with half a hug and half a hug, Zhou Yang was so tired that he couldn't breathe. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
Fang Dazhi smiled at Zhou Yang a little ambiguously, pointed to his room, and then closed the door, left Zhou Yang alone, and went back to his room directly.
Scratching his head, Zhou Yang reluctantly found that he really had to let Ishihara rest in his room for one night. When the time comes, he will go to the ashram to meditate and pranayama all night, and he will have the right to practice.
Gently put Ishihara down on the bed, Zhou Yang was about to get up and leave, who knew that Ishihara actually treated him like a beloved doll, hugged him tightly, and couldn't break free.
I put this hand down, and the other hand came over again, and as soon as I released my hand, I realized that my legs were wrapped up again. Such a toss made the two get in touch more closely and their postures more ambiguous.
On a large bed, there are two teenagers, a man and a woman, both of whom are snorting and groaning, as if they are tied together, especially the woman's crotch wraps around the young man's waist, and her lower body is against the crotch of the young man, and the two are tightly pressed together.
A warm feeling came from under him, and Zhou Yang's other long sword ignited a raging fighting spirit under this different kind of stimulation, holding his head high, ready to go at any time. A strong lust rose in his heart, and looking at this delicate girl, his eyes were full of *. The aura emanating from the crescent mark on his chest also grows larger, filling the room with a charming and dreamy aura.
"Hmm!"
A coquettish moan sounded, and the sound made people have infinite reverie, which made people's blood swell, and there was an urge to overthrow everything.
Zhou Yang lowered his head slightly, just at this time, Ishihara was still thirsty after drinking, she spit out the cloves slightly, and let out a soft moan, and the lips of the two had intimate contact in this situation.
Boom, like an electric shock, a crisp numbness turned into Zhou Yang's heart, making him feel a cool breath from the soles of his feet, and he wanted to immerse himself in this feeling that seemed to be able to lead people to heaven, and he didn't want to wake up again.
In particular, the slippery feeling brought by the clove tongue is more delicious than all the delicacies in Zuixiangju combined, Zhou Yang couldn't help but stick out his tongue and lick it lightly, and the jade dew of the jade girl liquid surpasses any delicacy in the world, making people have an endless aftertaste.
"Hmmm......"
The more coquettish nasal voice made Zhou Yang almost unable to control himself.
There was a slippery fragrant jade dew on it, a soft pubic bone touching on the bottom, and the stimulation of the alien breath, Zhou Yang's eyes gradually lost his mind, and his hand gradually stretched out to the protruding hillock.
"My name is Lin Yi, you wait, I will take your life with my own hands!"
Just when Zhou Yang almost fell into the temptation of this pink tent, a cold voice sounded in his head.
"What am I, if I only know how to think about problems with my lower body, and have a relationship with her through alcohol, how different from animals!"
Zhou Yang's eyes were red, he endured the monstrous *, let out a dull low roar, forcibly broke free from the shackles of Ishihara, stood up and glanced at the drunk girl on the bed with pity, swallowed a bag of saliva with a "coo-dong", and forcibly moved his steps.
Under the struggle just now, Ishihara's clothes were disheveled, his temples were scattered, his lips were ruddy, and his tall nose was lying one by one, half-exposed, bulging, as if he wanted to get out of his body, especially the black leggings under her, which completely outlined the curves of his body in the struggle.
Between her legs, a cluster of small protruding hills was steaming, as if to summon Zhou Yang's arrival.
The writhing body, with a devilish temptation, exuded a seductive aura, which made Zhou Yang almost fall into * again.
Biting the tip of his tongue heavily, Zhou Yangqiang controlled his *, turned his head fiercely, and rushed outside.
If he sits down again, even if he doesn't become a bird ~ beast, he will be suffocated from internal injuries. Therefore, getting out of such "danger" is the first priority.
It's just that he didn't notice that when he opened the door and left, Ishihara's charming Danfeng eyes opened a thin gap slightly. The spring love in his eyes is still there, but there is a murderous aura that makes people palpitate. Those eyes looked at the back of Zhou Yang leaving, for a while they were tender like water, for a while they were indifferent like frost, for a while they were like spring water, and for a while they were raging with murderous intent, making people unable to understand what this stunning girl who mixed fire and charm was thinking in her heart.
Zhou Yang had just come out, and Fang Dazhi happened to be standing in the courtyard.
"Haven't gone to rest yet?"
"Didn't you go to rest too?"
"I'm not the one, the ......" Zhou Yang smiled wryly speechlessly.
"I was about to knock on your door, but I didn't expect you to come out. Fang Dazhi said with a serious face: "I just want to remind you that there is something wrong with that girl named Ishihara. It's rare for a stunning girl to get drunk alone in a strange place. Ye Tian's slippery head had already seen it, so he would hand over this trouble to us. I'm just worried that if you don't control it, you will get into trouble when the time comes, but it will be miserable. ”
Zhou Yang was shocked, yes, if he didn't control it just now, and he didn't know the identity of this Shi Yuan, and he would get into trouble when the time came, then there would be no reason to be reasonable. A Lin Yi has already made his head as big as a fight, and now I don't know what happened to her, if there is another Ishihara, he doesn't know what to do.
Damn crescent sigil, if it weren't for the blame, he wouldn't be so embarrassed, I really don't know what kind of mentality the person who sealed him in the first place would plant this devil in his body.
Zhou Yang looked at the moonlight, and thanked the other party for his reminder. This big head is usually not visible, and sometimes people ignore him. However, his big head thinks about things comprehensively, and always reminds others when they need it most, so as to avoid more detours.
When they were in Anqing, they were known as the Three Tigers of Anqing. Mad Tiger Zhou Yang, Zhihu Fang Dazhi, Cold-faced Tiger Du Yuan. Now the cold-faced tiger Du Yuan has become the thirteenth young Zheng Yuan, but Zhihu is still calm and wise, and the mad tiger is still fighting crazy, with the cooperation of the two of them, there are still any difficulties that cannot be overcome.
"Let's go to Du Yuan's room and rest for the night. Fang Dazhi's face furrowed, obviously reluctant to mention the name Du Yuan. They have not completely changed Du Yuan to Zheng Yuan, and they have been friends for many years, but they can't change their name and forget it.
"No, let's practice for one night. Zhou Yang felt the cool night breeze that soaked his heart and spleen, his desire disappeared, and his heart calmed down, he just took this time to try his inscription plan again.
In their realm, not sleeping at night is not a big deal. Martial artists cultivate to a certain level, retreat and open the valley, move for dozens of days, or even hundreds of days, eat and drink dew, rely on absorbing the vitality of heaven and earth, replenish the consumption in the body, and form a complete internal circulation, not only does not hurt the body, but will enhance cultivation. Although Zhou Yang and the others are still far from reaching this realm, if they don't sleep for a night, they still won't hurt the foundation.
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