Tanmei Fairy Tales

"Okay, you want to get angry, right? Kneel down and lick the muzzle of the gun wet!" Before Master Rong could give orders, Qin Xianglan knelt down and stretched out her flexible pink tongue like a sacrifice Generally, Mimi sucks and licks that ruthless hard object, like that black muzzle, some kind of sweet and soft lollipop, and prostrates and flatters it devoutly.Young Master Rong also opened half of the silk curtain on purpose, reminding Qin Xianglan viciously that now his deeply sunken narrow waist, and his protruding buttocks with trembling assholes are being caught by the window with his mouth open and unknown. So the passers-by watched and regarded the adulterer.

When the "jealousy" in Master Rong's heart calmed down a little, and the punishment joke was enough, he drew the curtains tightly, and began to concentrate on holding the butt of the gun, letting the black iron blade touch the bright red flesh-colored pussy. He went in and out, squeezing the meat of his acupoints so that it flew inside and out, making Qin Xianglan feel sour, wanting to stop, shaking his head and screaming wildly.

After a while, the two jade ball pouches flinched, as if they wanted to ejaculate.Qin Xianglan's thick eyelashes were wet with tears, and the crystal clear drops of the coolness hung in the corners of his eyes.The beauty begged loudly with a slightly crying voice: "Ah, hurry up, give me some flirtatiousness, that's right there! Well, try harder! Um... aha... That's it... I, I'm going to cum! My slave is going to cum Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh——————" Qin Xianglan's jade stems sprayed a little bit of turbid liquid, splashing on Yubai's legs, belly, and the dark red cushion, A little bit of it even sprayed onto his own lower cheek, and was licked off by his curled tongue incomparably temptingly.The mottled white marks are as quiet as the pear blossoms blooming under the moon, but they contain the most soul-stirring musk and coquettish coquettishness.

Just as Young Master Rong was dazed, he let go of his fingers, and Qin Xianglan held the butt of the gun in his hand. "Master Rong, do you want to have a taste of my coquettish water?" The winking eyes were still full of affection, and the obscene words were still uttered in her mouth, but the beauty's movements of holding the gun were so familiar, as if she had practiced it beforehand. Countless times.Qin Xianglan easily released the safety, hooked the wrench, and spun the gun body between his fingers. The tricks turned out were dazzling, but then it reached the muzzle of the gun at the main artery of Young Master Rong's neck, mercilessly, showing Seeing all the charm just now is like a spring dream yesterday, leaving no trace when I wake up from the dream.

Young Master Rong's eyes widened in disbelief, and he heard firm and stern words from the beauty's mouth: "Rong Juncheng, your father and son are able to have today in Jinling City, all because of being a minion and taking refuge in the Japanese. Today, I I also give you two choices: either, cooperate with our military command and provide us with information on the Japanese devils; or, I will kill you with one shot now, and remove you from the scourge of the Republic of China!" There is no talent in those eyes The movement is muddled, and some are full of the clarity of a professional killer.

Yes, now let's go back to the review and see how the whole thing happened.Ever since this "Qin Xianglan" got into the car, Master Rong noticed that today's Boss Qin is slightly different from what he saw on stage last time.Young Master Rong is so perceptive, he really knows everything, but he would never have imagined that Boss Qin actually has two twin brothers, one is an actor specializing in literature and art, and the other is a secret agent, dedicated to serving the country.Qin Xianglan on the stage, shows others with art, and uses her talent to fascinate dignitaries and dignitaries, just like a high-altitude flower; but Qin Xianglan, the "shadow" under the stage, serves others with her body , sacrificing his own hue, tossing and turning on the beds of various mission targets.

So his hole is no longer pink and tender, but a lustful and ripe bright red.So he only heard his brother tell him that Master Rirong defended himself on the stage that day, but he didn't have much impression of the details of Zhuhua's teasing.In order to get close to Young Master Rong, he had to resort to another beauty trick, willingly sitting in his car. After being searched all over his body and confirming that he was not carrying a weapon, he had no choice but to use this method to get Young Master Rong's gun.

Time flies by like a white horse, passing through the years and passing by in a hurry.

Several years later, in front of the tombstone of Young Master Rong, a cup of thin wine was poured out of a purple sand pot and spilled on a handful of loess.A voice that was neither sad nor happy, full of affection: "Juncheng, today is your memorial day, Xianglan came to see you. This glass of wine, I salute you on behalf of the Chinese people, thank you for decisively drawing a line with the Japanese devils back then , fulfilled the righteousness of the nation, and disdain to be with others. It was Xianglan who was selfish, I was the one who killed you, and the Japanese devils blew up your mansion, and also shattered Xianglan's heart. I love you, Juncheng. You are not Do you like to see me blaspheme the most? Say that I am the most beautiful when my face is full of fornication. Now that you are lying under the loess, take a good look at it! Ah Juncheng, I love you... um... ha... ..."

Just like the absurd acquaintance of the two back then, it was a gun then, but now it is a curved spout. "Shadow" Qin Junlan, just like back then, with a jade white silk dress on her body, revealing her lecherous lower body, holding the spout of the pot in her small mouth, thrusting and thrusting, and pouring the remaining liquid in the pot into the boiling hot pot from time to time. In the tunnel, devouring hungrily, it is as beautiful as the first time I saw it...

Well friends, my story is over.What is the point of this story?In fact, it doesn't make much sense, because this book is just an exercise for me to practice writing.My work was sprayed by people on txt. I once gave up on myself and wanted to stop writing forever, but now this heart disease has not been cured.

A writer friend persuaded me, "It is gold that always shines."Then I feel that I am definitely not gold, but at most an ordinary pebble.But I don't want to be depressed. In terms of plot, maybe everyone's cute content is different. I can't cater to the public's taste, because I'm a relatively "brain-dead" person.But I want to prove that my writing is not bad, so I have this short eclectic essay.

I just want to tell myself a truth: it is easy to give up, but it is always cooler to persevere.that's all.

The next field to be plowed is "Meat Wen Live Studio".Attached is a list of my works for those who are destined to comment:

Completed pits (in the order of recommended supplements)

[Modern Love] "Affectionate Game" Mysterious Yogi Gong x High-cold Mafia Shou

[Modern Love] "Game of Desire" Young Wolf Gong x Coquettish and calm

[Modern Love] "Game of Fear" Mental Patient Gong x Psychiatrist Shou

[Interstellar Science Fiction] Main CP of "Lonely Brain Planet": Alliance Marshal Ax Imperial Prince O,

Deputy CP: Mafia officer Gong x fish seller brother (author of online article)

[Aesthetic and ancient style] "Colorless Tribulation" Desire Attack x Venerable Shou

[Modern Love] "The Pride of Actors" Star Gong x Actors Received

[Short Story Collection] "Banmei Fairy Tales"

The pit being filled: [Fantasy Mythology] "Meat Text Live Room" Angel Attack x Mortal Shou

Pit that is temporarily open: [Spiritual Stories] "The Sacrifice of the Evil God" Evil God Attack x Retro Shou

Collection of Essays: "Salted Fish Private Island"