It was a tent.

It is angular and high, and it is supported in the middle of a person's crotch, which is particularly conspicuous.

Of course, the tent is made of cloth, and of course, no one knows what is inside the tent, but everyone pretends to be confused. Let's talk about three beauties, one Apo, one Alang, and one wave. Of course, they are all stage names, nicknames, and they are given according to the characteristics of the person himself, or characteristics. Apo has a big chest, which is for the milk wave, and Ah Lang has a big belly, which is for the hip wave, and the wave is the breast wave and the hip wave, which is big. These three people are not ordinary people, they are all carnivores, they have been famous for a long time and have rich experience in hunting, and at this time, the momentum of the encirclement has been completed, and the target is Daoist Fang.

Of course, Daoist Fang is not a vegetarian, and the god Vishnu is a doppelganger, so the situation at this time is: three beauties, two Taoists.

The battle begins.

"Oops! Oops!" Apo was called, Apo was flushed, breathing rapidly, and inserted a plump white and tender body into the narrow space between the Taoist priest and the back of the chair, and massaged his back with a pair of elastic waves: "It's so comfortable! It's so comfortable!" It's very comfortable, ecstasy, it's hard to say who is more comfortable, anyway, there is only a very thin layer of satin between the flesh and the skin, as if there is nothing: "Whew! Whew!"

A chair, two people sitting, Daoist Fang has been squeezed to death: "It's done! It's done!"

While drinking, enjoy at the same time, this is exquisite, Abobo's big ass is not big, so she and Daoist Fang squeezed to sit, if it is Ah Lang, it will be different. Ah Lang's ass is as big as a grinding disc. Ah Lang sat on one of Daoist Fang's right legs. He was holding a jade bowl to feed him wine. Feed the wine, feed the wine. One bite at a time, one bite at a time, teasing and teasing, Ah Lang's ass was too big, and he sat on the root of his leg from Daoist Fang's knee all of a sudden, or the root of his life, which was directly related to Daoist Fang: "Whew, Whew, Whew!" Daoist Fang had not been squeezed to death, and Daoist Fang was about to be squeezed to death: "It's hot, it's hot, it's hot!"

"Ahh Because there is also a wave. Wave waves, milk waves, wave waves, up and down, waves sit on one of Fang Daoist's left legs, bite by bite, and feed the meat with vegetables: "Don't squeeze, don't squeeze!" Ah touch and rub it twice, it's itchy and hard to scratch. Ecstasy and bones, Daoist Fang is breathless, and what is worse is not the top: "I'm going to die! I'm going to die!"

This is going to die, it's talking about the little Fang Taoist, the Fang Taoist is still panting, the little Fang Taoist is simply the heaven has no way into the earth, and has encountered a catastrophe! A wave, waves, the heart has a soul, with tacit understanding, one left and one right, one pick and one teasing, the small Fang Taoist swayed and staggered and completely lost the ability to act independently, and almost became a white strip in the waves. Suddenly, the bad dish was bad, and the white stripes in the waves were black in front of them, and they were completely swallowed up by the monstrous waves, that is, they were sandwiched between the two huge and soft buttocks of Ah Lang Wave, one left and one right, and then one up, one up, one up, one down, one up, one down, one up, one down, one up, one down, one up, one down, one up, one down

Up and down, rubbing repeatedly!

It's absolutely, definitely a conspiracy!

How vicious! How ferocious! Daoist Fang understands in his heart that Daoist Fang is even more like a mirror, this is a plan for the fierce attack of the three armies in all directions, only to blossom in the center, so that you can be defeated in an instant!

Of course, fortunately, Daoist Fang has concentration, what is compared here is concentration, it is concentration! A knife on the head of the color word, sitting on the heart is not chaotic, the real hero, it is the four upwards and eight forks, the eight winds can move, nephrite is warm and fragrant, but the skin is not good, soft and hard, I am also strong! What do I see? What do I hear? What do I know and feel? Jiuchi Meat Forest, but floating clouds, my heart is like the sea, and there is tolerance! This is Fang Daoshi, mighty can not bend, wealth can not be lewd, gold and silver are regarded as dung and red powder are also skeletons, but I have to stick to it: "Boss! Boss!"

Not to mention Daoist Fang, Daoist Fang can have a thousand reasons to do something, especially against his will, at least Daoist Fang can't hold on anymore. Xiaofang Daoist, it's no longer good. In the face of wave after wave of attacks, seemingly never-ending stormy waves, the little Fang Taoist priest was powerless and was ready to surrender first. This is no wonder the little Fang Daoist, the small Fang Taoist is the focus of this attack, the Xiao Fang Taoist is still very immature and does not have so many high-sounding and sanctimonious reasons as the Fang Daoist, at this time, he just wants to die and die happily, dripping and hearty: "Ah――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――"

"Ha!" a breath of fairy breath erupted, and the tide of battle was reversed!

"Ahh One mouthful, another mouthful of immortal qi erupted, and the god Vishnu had already occupied a dominant position, and three mouthfuls of immortal qi in succession instantly poured a basin of cold water on the war in full swing, and no one was allowed to stir up waves in the sea again: "Ha!"

The waves fell, and the waves fell, and the waves fell, and for a while the waves were calm.

There was only a small square Taoist left, holding the banner alone, dazed and helpless: "Woo――――――――――――――――――――――――"

"I hate you! I hate you!" Feng Xiaoxiao, Yi Shui Han, no words can describe the feelings in the heart of the little Fang Daoist, this is not the ending that the Xiao Fang Taoist wants. Poor little Fang Daoist, it is really sad and lamentable, who called it to follow the wrong boss, if you can't bear it, you have to endure it again, a knife on the head of the color word, how can you endure it is a knife in your heart! The little Fang Taoist priest has been seriously injured, it is an internal injury, a serious internal injury, the little Fang Taoist priest is really sad this time! After a long time, it is always like this, the little Fang Taoist priest will definitely give him a suffocating illness: "You waste! You are a villain! From now on, you and I will be cut in two, and each has nothing to do with it!"

The little square Taoist pointed to the sky and the earth, and swore again to break off friendship with him!

No kidding, this time the little Fang Taoist is absolutely serious, Fang Taoist is really disappointing, it is desperate! But desire is like a loose horse, a flood beast, let it indulge and mess around, it is easy and effortless, wanton connivance is not advisable, and it is not a hair to go with the flow, tempting, forbearing, suppressing and subduing it, that is the ability, the real man!

I can! I can! I can!

It's just that no one applauded.

The eight local tyrants have fallen, the eight beauties have fallen, the drunk fainted and the left and the west have fallen, and the first Tianzi has become a big wine kiln!

Only Murong Gongzi still sat elegantly with him, nodding and smiling, indicating that he was very good.

Very good, good, then move on.

Tianzi No. 2. (To be continued......)