Pig feet are not human series

It looked like the period of the Republic of China, and he was also wearing a Tang suit with a long mandarin jacket.

Looking again, there was no blood on the axe, only a hood hanging on it, which looked like a shrunken head.

"Are you a human or a ghost?" Xu Han resisted the urge to retreat. The more timid he was at this time, the more arrogant the enemy would be.

"I'm in a bad mood, so I won't tell you." Dabei tilted his head and said innocently.

His facial features are already very delicate, much better looking than women, Xu Han's girlfriend suddenly looks worthless in front of him, this gesture is surprisingly cute when he makes it.

Xu Han was ashamed of this thought. He had learned fighting and also practiced taekwondo.

He rushed forward, kicked and punched, but he was blocked by a tall and delicate woman like a woman, it was almost impossible!

Xu Han was startled, this person is also the son of Lianjia?

But he looks soft and weak, as if he would be blown down by a gust of wind, he is not as strong as his girlfriend, but he is also a Lianjiazi, and his strength is comparable to that of a young man who has been riding a horse since he was a child.

Xu Han squatted down and swept his legs, but the other party didn't even move. The place where the two collided felt hot. Xu Han, a tough guy, couldn't bear it, and a sissy didn't move.

Xu Han's worldview has been refreshed.

He swung his fist again, but was easily caught by the other party. The man held his wrist and leaned into his ear to speak. The warm breath hit him, and a scent filled his nostrils.

"Grass." It was more fragrant than his girlfriend, and this face, looked closer, seemed to be more beautiful, with almost no flaws on the delicate face.

"I like you, I want to fuck you!" The man said that, directly making Xu Han angry.

"You are paralyzed and your brain is burnt out. Didn't you see that I am a man?" His wrist was still held by the other party, and he couldn't move. The other party's strength was unexpectedly strong.

The man's exquisite brows and eyes were frowned, as if he was accusing him of being impolite, "It's wrong to curse people, and it's also immature to swear."

Xu Hanchang has never been taught a lesson at such a young age, and he became even more annoyed.

He let out a scream, his wrist was twisted off, excruciatingly painful.

"Don't swear. Swearing means you're in a bad mood. Wrinkles will appear on your face when you're in a bad mood." He said solemnly, with a serious face.

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Xu Han is a rough man, so he doesn't care about these things, "I am afraid of being a fart when I am young, so I have the feeling to let me go."

The man frowned and followed closely, "How can I do you if I let you go?"

"Fuck you to be paralyzed." He angered Xu Han one by one, but he was stronger than others, and he couldn't do it against him.

Chen Fusheng completely suppressed him, fearing that he would break the other wrist if he moved randomly, Xu Han's forehead was sweating.

"You fucking kill me." He knelt on the ground, his hands were drooping, and they hung down naturally, showing pain on his face.

Chen Fusheng knelt behind him, his legs pressed down on him, and his slender hands nimbly unbuttoned his clothes, revealing the muscular back that fascinated him.

The place where he kneels is higher than Xu Han, and he can look down on Xu Han's expression from above, and even tilt his head to lick his neck.

Chen Fusheng stretched out his bright red tongue, and gently stuck it on his crooked face. Xu Han's tanned face flushed, and he twisted his neck away from embarrassment and cursed, "It's so dirty, my face is covered with saliva."

Chen Fusheng didn't care, he imitated Xu Han's posture towards that woman, and said, "Your breasts are not as big as your girlfriend's."

For the sake of beauty, Chen Fusheng gave up all pleasure-seeking, including sex, he cared so much about his face, and even his body, for the sake of maintenance, he did everything he could, abstained from sex, alcohol, and smoking, and his life was more ascetic than that of an ascetic , Naturally don't know how to love each other.

I just heard from other people, fortunately, no one has ever made him a little bit of desire in these years, so that he has been single for so many years.

Who knew that today, she would be fascinated by a man's back after just a hasty glance.

"What should I do?" He panted like silk, his face flushed, "It seems to be blown up."

Xu Han shuddered, startled by his hoarse voice, he knew it was the expression of a man's sperm.

Afraid that he would act recklessly, Xu Han tried his best to comfort him, "Connect my wrist, and I'll masturbate for you."

"Laugh?" This word is still a little strange to him. Chen Fusheng, who doesn't surf the Internet or watch TV, is stubborn like an old antique. He only listens to tapes and sings Huangmei opera.

"You connect it to me first." Xu Han who was not in the mood to explain to him was perfunctory.

Chen Fusheng did as he did, he just twisted slightly, and Xu Han's wrist was connected, and he could move as before, obviously his technique is extremely high.

However, he only connected one to Xu Han, and the other one still hung down naturally. Xu Han often hurt his wrist during practice, but he was able to connect it smoothly. He held his wrist and was about to connect it, when a hand suddenly stopped him, "First Give me a 'roll'."

Although he didn't understand what it meant and had never heard of the word, he could guess that it must be about that aspect.

Xu Han's rough, sweaty, wheat-colored face flushed a little.

After struggling with the quilt and the helper for a while, he raised his movable hand and put it on Chen Fusheng's bird. Who knew that Chen Fusheng was a rookie, and it would be too hard to touch.

"Hiss..." Chen Fusheng gasped, his nails involuntarily dug into Xu Han's flesh, and Xu Han shrank from the pain.

It was the first time for Chen Fusheng to taste this kind of feeling, and it was swollen and painful, and a little comfortable, especially when Xu Han's hand touched him.

His hands are broad and thick, because the fingertips are a little cold in the place where the air conditioner is fully turned on, but the palms are warm, and they move up and down flexibly in his hands, so comfortable that they are almost dead.

No wonder there are always people who are obsessed with joy and joy. It turns out that it is so cool, but it hurts the body and cannot be done more.

Chen Fusheng wondered whether it was better to do it once a day or once a day?In the end, he chose the latter. The last time he raised it for half a month, he could probably raise it well.

With a calculation in his mind, he let it go, and began to sway with Xu Han's hand actively, learning by himself, and sure enough, men are lower body animals.

He has been abstinent for so many years, wishing to eat fast and chant Buddha, just to maintain his body, now he doesn't care about anything when his desires come, and he becomes careless when he suppresses Xu Han.

Xu Han was furious, "Didn't Paralysis agree that I'll help you masturbate and you don't want to touch me?"

Chen Fusheng blinked innocently, "Is there any? You said it and I didn't agree."

"You... um..." Before he finished speaking, Chen Fusheng pushed in. He was inexperienced, and it made both of them hurt. When he hurt, he pinched Xu Han. He lost face and pinched him. He thought that pinching men was something women would do.

And the person on him has no consciousness at all, and he is still pinching vigorously. He has pinch marks all over his body, and there are hickey and bite marks everywhere on his neck, which makes him in a mess, and the blood below stops. Can't stop.

He was lying on the ground collapsed, his lower body was lifted by Chen Fusheng, his legs were stretched apart, and a thick thing could still be seen coming in and out.

"Grass mud horse, don't even wear a condom."

"Why are you wearing a condom?"

"You idiot, don't poke so deep without a condom." Xu Han was exhausted and exhausted, even struggling to speak, and even lazier to explain.

"Why?" In this respect, Chen Fusheng was like a curious baby.

"Why why, because I'm going to poke shit, shit, I have to tell the truth." Xu Han gave him a blank look, and really couldn't think that a man could be such an idiot in this regard.

"Also, don't pinch me all the time. Think of yourself as a woman. If you're paralyzed, you can see clearly. It's you who fucked me, not me. It's as if I fucked you." Xu Han was under his body , the whole body was suppressed, especially the lower body, it was almost impossible to move, that thing was still soft there.

"I'm sorry, I was a little nervous for the first time." Chen Fusheng let go of the hand that was still pinching him, and smiled awkwardly, "Maybe it was a little deep, does it hurt?"

"Nonsense!" Xu Han was already talking lazily, his lower body seemed to be wasted, his blood circulation couldn't come through, and his legs were covered with bruises.

One after another, Chen Fusheng always showed great interest. He is a monster, and his physical strength is no problem. He didn't let go until the first crow of the rooster at dawn, and patted Xu Han's ass, which was only panting, "I I have to go, I will come to you another day."

He bowed his head and kissed Xu Han's lips for the last time, then put on his clothes and left without hesitation. Of course, in order to take care of Xu Han who can't move now, he deliberately left his plain white coat on the ground to cover Xu Han body of.

As soon as he left, Xu Han reluctantly opened his eyes, lifted his clothes and looked at the mess, and couldn't help but began to scold his mother again, "I don't want to wash me if I'm paralyzed."

He endured the soreness all over his body and got up. During the day, there were daytime security guards, and he would come over to take over in a short time. If he saw the mess on the ground, he might sue the dean again.

He was really unlucky for eight lifetimes, how could he fall into this kind of thing, paralyzed to hell, it’s still a male ghost, forget it, this male ghost still wants to fuck him, forget it if he wants to fuck him, he still can’t beat others, in the end I was free again and again by others.

Even the chicken cost a thousand yuan last time, so leave a piece of ragged clothes for him to wipe his ass?

He was about to take the clothes to wipe his buttocks, when he suddenly found that the material was good, fine and thin, and when he looked at the style again, it seemed to be the clothes of the Republic of China. Like old antiques.

Doesn't this dress have some history?

Judging by the appearance of that old ghost, maybe it really is an old ghost who has been dead for hundreds of years. The clothes may still have value.

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