On the Feasibility of ADCs Like Assassins

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【Women's play】

Yasuo has never thought that Noxus would be so annoying, at least he didn't think so when he was walking on the street smartly. Swordsmen have always been swordsmen, and passing by here is just a night's rest .

He was walking on the street with his sword in his arms, and just in front of him came Tailong and a blond boy whom he didn't know, and they greeted Yasuo, who was the mid laner of AD, in a friendly manner.

but--

The cold assassin ignored him at all...

Not only did he ignore him, he and the boy held hands and lifted them upwards, steadily over the top of Mr. Yasuo's head.

The sleek ponytail slides with the wind, as if to say that the hairstyle really doesn't add to Yasuo's height...really...

So the 177.4cm Yasuo was forcibly fed with dog food and petrified in the wind.

"Talon, why are you ignoring Yasuo?" Ezreal asked softly.

"Because he would be angry..."

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"Then he will come after him..." Tai Long picked up the people around him with ease, jumped on the roof with the assassin's agility and quickly ran home.

"There's Raven at home, huh."

......

Yasuo did catch up to Duke Kayo's house later, bumped into Revan and hit them together. The very black-bellied Mr. Assassin stood silently by the side at that time, and was finally pulled by the "smiling" Revan Went to the bar, and the three of them were together in the name of harmony.

But Ezreal felt that this was Revan's revenge...

......

It has been more than a week since Ezreal was discharged from the hospital, and the time was not too long, but it was just enough for Mr. Assassin to successfully abduct him home.

Tyrone left the bar very late, and Ezreal almost caressed him and put him on the bed. Talon, who smelled of alcohol, stood up on the bed, and Ezreal sat on the edge of the bed to watch, and after a while boldly stretched out his hand , pulling the cheek of the person on the bed.

Tai Long remained motionless, Ezreal blinked, climbed onto the bed playfully, sat on Tai Long's waist, stroked the Assassin's hair, and rubbed against his chest, as if he could not put it down like holding a big toy.

This is my Mr. Assassin, Ezreal is in a good mood thinking of this.

In fact, Tai Long had already woken up. When Ezreal climbed onto the bed, he pretended to turn over, and happened to crush him under him.

Ezreal's lips were very soft, as sweet as jelly, and he cooperated meekly when kissed by Talon, but the little guy's face was a little hot, and he tugged on the bed sheet beside him nervously.

Tai Long followed the crowd a little tighter, his tongue dexterously slid across the white teeth, and gently pried open the jaws, and the ambiguous breath permeated between the lips and teeth of the two of them slowly.Ezreal was pressed on the bed, and before he could react, Talon took off his clothes.

Although it was not the first time they did it, Ize, who was still conservative in his bones, was unavoidably nervous.

So when Tai Long took out his somewhat familiar skirt in front of his eyes, the little guy frowned, but he was tamed and docile by Tai Long after a while.

"Actually, today is my birthday." The dark red eyes looked at Ize affectionately, "And I saw someone on the forum saying that they wear women's clothing as a birthday present."

"I think Ezreal can give me a present too, okay?" It was hard for him to refuse the look in the eyes of Ize, who seemed to be the only one in the world, and Tai Long, who had a 'poor' begging attitude, almost ate people to death of.

Moreover, the forum... Ezreal blushed and took the clothes with a guilty conscience, and trot to the toilet to change.

A few minutes later, the door opened, a knee-length short skirt revealed slender and fair legs, a red ribbon was tied around the neck, which swayed slightly with the owner's movements, and a thin white dress was worn on the upper body. The gauze makes people even more illusory.

Seeing that Tyrone had been staring at him, Ezreal couldn't help but feel a little shy. He hugged the big pillow against his chest, as if it would give him a sense of security.

The seductive appearance almost made Tai Long unable to suppress the thought of tearing him apart. He hugged him to the bed and put the obstructive pillow behind him. The assassin's face was expressionless all year round, but Ize still saw it. The desire hidden in Tailong's blade-like eyes.

"Only once, I'm afraid of the pain." Ezreal said, he felt Tyrone's hand reach into the bottom of his skirt, rubbing his arms vigorously through the panties.

The coat had been thrown under the bed long ago, the upper body of the skirt had been pushed down to the chest, the warm kiss fell on the collarbone all the way down, the tingling feeling seemed to flow along the spine to the coccyx like electricity, Tai Long did not put all the skirt She took it off and put it half naked on Ezreal's body. The corners of her reddish eyes were a little wet, and she was looking at Tailong caressingly at that time.

Tai Long caressed Ize's penis through the skirt with both hands, and then poked into the penis of the man sitting on his lap. It was warm and humid inside, and tightly contained his fingers. Go in, wait until the body of the person in the arms is not so tense, then put another one in, and start to simulate the cock of copulation.

Ezreal's head was blank, his blue pupils were a little out of focus, his whole body was weak, and he almost leaned into Tyrone's arms. When he realized it, he realized that his legs had been wrapped around Tyrone's. waist.

After finishing the expansion, Tai Long picked up Ize's skirt, and slowly pushed his own heat into it. At first, Ize couldn't bear it, and scratched the assassin's shoulder and screamed for pain. Tailong comforted Yi Ze softly, blocking Yi Ze Ze's mouth entangled with him, and after a pause, his lower body also began to slam into it deeper.

The folds of the □□ were stretched, and the assassin began to move rhythmically. The joint between the two was flooded with water, dripping onto the skirt.

Ezreal's legs were a little sore from Tyrone's manipulation, so he could only open it wide to cater to it. An ambiguous atmosphere filled the room, and he could only vaguely hear the person below him shouting like a cat.The initial discomfort was gradually replaced by pleasure, and Ize raised his neck obsessively, his eyes faintly glowing.

"I love you, Ezreal." Tyrone stroked Ezreal's spine, and when he was about to release, he kissed again, and the time in the room would take a long time...