Proud of the rivers and lakes

Seeing that his whip was caught, Tao Zhihua was not angry or angry, snorted coldly and put the whip back into his sleeve, and turned to look at Fu Jinghong.

"Why do you refuse in every possible way with me, but you are so enthusiastic with him?"

No matter how thick-skinned Fu Jinghong was, he couldn't help but feel hot when he was surrounded by so many people watching things like himself and Murong Trading Company.

Especially now that he is still maintaining the posture of straddling Murong Shang, and Murong Shang's thing is still buried behind him.

He couldn't imagine that Murong Shang was so calm, that the thing Tao Zhihua whipped down just now was still buried upright inside him, but he himself was so frightened that he lost interest.

Fu Jinghong coughed lightly, and was about to get up from Murong Shang's body without thinking about it, but Murong Shang noticed his intention, and saw Murong Shang's mouth curled into a slight smile, and then he straightened his waist fiercely, pushing Fu Jinghong instantly softened his waist and sat back down.

Fu Jinghong couldn't help but gasped in shock, and then got up again by Murong Shang holding the top of his waist.

Tao Zhihua paused for a moment, and looked at Murong Shang in disbelief. Seeing Murong Shang raising his eyebrows and smiling at him, he immediately became angry. Hong turned his face and bowed his head to kiss her.

Murong Shang raised his eyebrows, and then he straightened his waist again, with such a violent action that Fu Jinghong couldn't help biting Tao Zhihua's lips hard.

Tao Zhihua hissed in pain, looked up at Murong Shang, who was smiling slightly, and snorted again, reached out from behind Fu Jinghong to hug him tightly, lowered his head and began to suck and lick kisses on Fu Jinghong's shoulder stand up.

Leng Qixuan, who was still standing there, threw the oil-paper bag aside with a cold face, and also walked forward, lowering his head and licking and biting Fu Jinghong's collarbone.

Not to be outdone, Wen Ruyu put the wine jar on the ground, and slowly walked forward, half-kneeling on the ground, grabbed Fu Jinghong's hand, and slowly licked and kissed it finger by finger.

Murong Shang's actions were so intense that Fu Jinghong didn't pay attention to the situation around him. When he was hardened and vented again, he realized that he had been surrounded in an airtight manner.

Leng Qixuan was holding one of his hands and putting it on his own, fondling and kneading, even though his face was expressionless, there was a hint of emotion in his dark eyes.

And Wen Ruyu was clinging to his other hand, slowly licking and kissing his fingers one by one, licking his fingers half wet, simulating the movement of intercourse, slowly hesitating.

Fu Jinghong was being distracted by the two, Murong Shang saw that Fu Jinghong was distracted, and gave him a bit of dissatisfaction.Murong Shang had reached the critical point, a few drops of sweat dripped from his forehead, slowly rolled down, and landed between Fu Jinghong's brows.

Fu Jinghong also felt that the thing Murong Shang buried in his body began to swell, knowing that he was about to come out, but his waist was too weak to straighten up, he could only watch helplessly as Murong Shang shivered and then leaked out of his body.

After Murong Shang vented himself, Fu Jinghong couldn't help venting a second time, lying on Murong Shang's body weakly.

Before Fu Jinghong could calm down, he was pulled away from Murong Shang by Leng Qixuan.

Fu Jinghong felt that there was an empty space behind him, and some kind of sticky liquid was slowly flowing down his thighs.

Leng Qixuan turned around and pressed Fu Jinghong on the stone table, leaned forward, lowered his head to bite and lick Fu Jinghong's collarbone, and stretched out his other hand to lift Fu Jinghong's thigh, Just squeezed in with the things Murong Shang left behind.

With the lubrication of Murong Shang's things, Leng Xixuan's movements penetrated to the deepest point very comfortably, causing both of them to tremble slightly, then Leng Qixuan slowed down, and started to move while clasping Fu Jinghong's waist.

Murong Shang on the side raised his eyebrows at Fu Jinghong who was being crushed under him again, and didn't speak, just lying on the stone table panting, and didn't even have time to put on his pants and clothes.

Leng Xixuan was dressed very neatly, the clothes on his upper body didn't even have a single wrinkle, only his trousers were half-faded, and they were connected with Fu Jinghong.

Fu Jinghong also noticed the situation of the two of them now. He was completely naked by Murong Shang, and only a thin coat had been thrown at his feet, while Leng Qixuan's upper body Dressed neatly, the clothes rubbed against Fu Jinghong's skin, and the rough feeling made Fu Jinghong slightly close his eyes.

Leng Qixuan's movements were sometimes quick and sometimes slow, but every time he pulled away and entered was very intense, only the lips and tongue that lingered on Fu Jinghong's neck were extraordinarily gentle.

Fu Jinghong was hit hard again. He wanted to reach out to grab Leng Qixuan's back, but Wen Ruyu grabbed his wrist.

Wen Ruyu handed Fu Jinghong's left hand to her mouth, first stretched out the tip of her tongue to touch his little finger, then licked his little finger all the way up, tossing and turning on Fu Jinghong's neck.

Fu Jinghong felt an itchy neck, and couldn't help flinching. Then Wen Ruyu chuckled, stretched out her hand holding the sword to feel around the corner of Fu Jinghong's lips, and then tentatively stuffed it into Fu Jinghong's mouth. Go in with one finger.

Leng Qixuan looked up at Wen Ruyu, then grabbed Fu Jinghong's waist and straightened his waist. Fu Jinghong couldn't help clenching his teeth. Seeing this, Wen Ruyu immediately retracted his fingers. He looked up at Leng Qixuan .

Leng Qixuan glanced at him indifferently, Wen Ruyu looked at him, and during the exchange of eyes, Leng Qixuan slowly lowered his eyes.

Wen Ruyu clasped Fu Jinghong's chin with the other hand, and then stuffed the fingers of the hand holding the sword into Fu Jinghong's mouth one by one.

Fu Jinghong felt that a foreign object was stuffed into his mouth, and whimpered a few times in dissatisfaction, but Wen Ruyu stuffed his fingers deeper, as if he wanted to push them straight into his throat.

Fu Jinghong felt a little uncomfortable, and tried to push Wen Ruyu's fingers out with the tip of his tongue, but Wen Ruyu played with the tip of Fu Jinghong's tongue with his fingertips, slowly pushing in and out, simulating the action of copulation.

Fu Jinghong glared at him, and wanted to bite, but Wen Ruyu pulled out her finger when he closed his mouth with a chuckle, then lowered her head and kissed Fu Jinghong's lips.

Fu Jinghong paused for a moment. Although he was so close to them physically, his lips and teeth mingled very rarely.

Wen Ruyu's kiss was very gentle, just like him, like the spring breeze blowing on the face, turning the spring breeze into rain.

Lingering lips and teeth, infinite spring...

At this moment, Leng Qixuan straightened his waist suddenly, and vented deeply in the deepest part of Fu Jinghong.

Fu Jinghong trembled all over, and then sat up with Leng Qixuan clasping his waist.

Fu Jinghong was so weak that he could only lean on Leng Qixuan limply. Leng Qixuan slowly lay down on the marble table, and at the same time clasped Fu Jinghong's waist to make Fu Jinghong lie on him.Fu Jinghong could only lie on his body panting for breath, and he didn't even have the strength to support the table and get up.

But Wen Ruyu leaned over, reached out and slowly stroked Fu Jinghong's back.His fingertips were almost hot, and Fu Jinghong felt his fingers go all the way down, lingering behind him.

There was still something sticky and warm flowing out there, Wen Ruyu stretched out her fingers to pinch the thing, and then spread it evenly between Fu Jinghong's buttocks.

Leng Qixuan stretched out his hand to cover Fu Jinghong's head, pressed it down, and their lips and teeth touched.

Fu Jinghong felt Leng Qixuan's tongue pry open his teeth and was about to bite down hard, when he raised his eyes and saw the trembling eyelashes of Leng Qixuan's half-closed eyes, his heart suddenly became hot, and he didn't bite down. .

From behind, Wen Ruyu stretched out her fingers and probed into Fu Jinghong's place, seeing that the place was already wet and opened and closed, she leaned over and pressed down without hesitation.

When Fu Jinghong was immersed in the tip of Leng Qixuan's tongue, he suddenly felt a warm body sticking to his back, and then he was driven straight in.

Both the front and the back were covered with hot flesh, Fu Jinghong couldn't help but let out a gasp, before he could recover, Wen Ruyu started to move in the back position, moving from slow to fast, Gradually hurried.

Before Fu Jinghong could get distracted, he felt the thing under Leng Qixuan stiffen up again, pressing straight against his thighs.

A wolf before a tiger.

Wen Ruyu's movements became more and more hasty, and Leng Qixuan buried herself deeply between Fu Jinghong's legs in this posture, rubbing against his legs.

Fu Jinghong was almost tortured out of his body, he couldn't tell whether it was pleasure or something else, he could only drift with the flow and let the ups and downs go.The place where he had vented a few times before slowly stood up again, but he couldn't vent anything anymore, it was so pitiful trembling.

It's hard to tell how long it took, but Wen Ruyu finally vented out with a rough gasp. Fu Jinghong couldn't help curling up from the scorching hot feeling, his legs were clamped tightly, and Leng Qixuan also tremblingly vented out.

At this time, Fu Jinghong was almost covered with traces, his eye sockets were reddish, and his eyelashes were moist. Leng Qixuan silently looked at such a poor Fu Jinghong, stretched out his hand to rub some milky white liquid in his abdomen, and then kissed Fu Jinghong. Hong's face was smeared.

Fu Jinghong glared at him fiercely, but his strength was lacking and he lacked anger.

Tao Zhihua, who was squeezed away, came over just now, and stretched out his hand to pull Fu Jinghong over, but Leng Qixuan coldly pushed him away and said, "He's tired."

Tao Zhihua snorted coldly when he heard the words, glanced at Fu Jinghong's red eyes, gritted his teeth, and pulled Fu Jinghong's hands over, and placed them on the thing he had already stood upright, wrapping Fu Jinghong's hands up and down Knead.

Fu Jinghong was exhausted, he could only half-close his eyes and watch Tao Zhihua borrow his hand.His whole body was sticky, and he was very uncomfortable. At this moment, he turned around and lay on Leng Qixuan's lap, while Wen Ruyu used her own clothes to wipe the white turbidity on Fu Jinghong's thigh bit by bit.

Bai Lianhua, who had been neglected for a long time, also came over to get a share of the pie, but Fu Jinghong was surrounded tightly, there was no room for him to attack, so he had to grab Fu Jinghong by one foot.

Fu Jinghong was lying lazily, when he suddenly felt that his toes were sucked into a hot and humid place, and his whole body froze.

Bai Lianhua stuck out the tip of his tongue and licked Fu Jinghong's toes.

Even when Fu Jinghong was trapped by these people, he never felt so ashamed. He quickly tried to withdraw his feet, but Bai Lianhua held his heels, and Bai Lianhua lowered his head and licked the back of Fu Jinghong's feet inch by inch. .

The feeling of being worshiped piously made Fu Jinghong tremble all over.

Just when Fu Jinghong's mind went blank, the sound of the piano suddenly came from not far away.

Everyone secretly thought that it was not good, but when they realized it, they felt powerless.

Seal the hole with sound!

Fu Jinghong only felt that the sound of the zither sounded in his ears, and then he couldn't move.

Everyone was secretly thinking that they were despicable, and they saw Liu Xianqin with a calm face, holding the piano in one hand, and walking slowly towards here from the small wooden house...

The author has something to say: This must be the most unscrupulous chapter in Tiantian ╮(╯╰)╭ Ma Ma knew that I was writing a novel, so she asked: What novel are you writing?

Tian Tian replied: Wu... martial arts novels...

Ma Ma asked: What's your name?Mama will increase your click-through rate

Tiantian: No...you don't need to write casually hahaha the weather is nice today...