Beautiful senior brother can never be enchanted

Until the soft belt around his waist was loosened, Taoist priest's eyes suddenly opened, and his chest heaved violently. In addition to the monstrous hatred, he even felt continuous love.

After all, he was betrayed by the "dumb girl" beside him. He touched Dao Gen, who had never been touched by others, and even thought, "This "dumb girl" is a monster, so kill him to death." Entwined,? Pulled wildly into the endless abyss.

From then on, he no longer had the Dao heart in his heart, and the Buddhist beads on his wrist also cracked and scattered all over the ground.Leaning back, the affection deepened...

Of course,? If the matter ended here, then the Taoist priest would not bully the little bald donkey like this. Something must have happened again,? What kind of bloody misunderstanding occurred, and the Taoist priest became hateful because of love.

The little bald donkey couldn't help himself, after he broke the Taoist path, everything that followed would be a matter of course.The two of them tacitly agreed, and began to live the lives of ordinary people.

Although the Taoist temple is still dilapidated, under the careful cleaning of the two people, it gradually became clean and bright.With a little bit of home feeling.

The little bald donkey really didn't dare to take off his clothes that night, for fear that the Taoist priest would know that he was a man. After that, he became more cautious and did not dare to change clothes in front of the Taoist priest.He will also intentionally stuff two steamed buns in his chest.

The Taoist priest didn't doubt him, but thought it was the dumb girl who was shy. The Buddhist beads that were broken that night were also picked up by the Taoist priest and put on one by one. Fearing that he would offend the dumb girl, he simply took off the beads.

After that, he led the dumb girl to do everything possible to find the whereabouts of the little bald donkey, and it was bound to catch him and ask him what happened.But no matter how hard he searched, he couldn't find the whereabouts of the little bald donkey.

The little bald donkey seemed to have disappeared from the world overnight, no matter what, there was no trace of him, and the entire cultivation world was digging three feet to find the little bald donkey.

How could he know that the little bald donkey had changed into a female cultivator in order to avoid wanton capture by the comprehension world, and dressed up as a glamorous female cultivator.

Until one day, that Lingwen came to the lower realm to do something again, and he appeared last time. This time, he seemed to be prepared. He saw the little bald donkey transforming into a female body and staying beside the Taoist priest. Live together, inseparable.

His face was livid with anger, and he stared at the little bald donkey with a face full of hatred for being weak, wishing to slap him in the face and return him to the furnace for rebuilding. After all, he couldn't bear to ask his brother to blame, so he had to use the Taoist chief to operate.

Relying on his status as a priest in the upper realm, Lingwen meddled wantonly in the affairs of the world, not only abducted and knocked out the little bald donkey, but also turned into his appearance, and swaggered around in the world.

As a result, it must have attracted many monks to encircle and suppress.Lingwen deliberately lured everyone to the Taoist temple, and happened to run into the Taoist priest who had not recovered from his injuries.

The priest originally thought that the dumb girl was lost, but he searched nearby for a long time but couldn't find him, and he didn't dare to leave this place alone, for fear that the dumb girl would never find him again after she came back.

What didn't wait was the pursuit of the monks.

When Luo Yueming saw this, her tears were almost frozen into icicles, her face was tingling, and every time she broke out in a layer of hot sweat, she was immediately blown into icicles by the cold wind.

The Taoist leader showed no mercy for the sweet and precious jade, and wantonly manipulated him into various shameless postures, enjoying him in various ways.

The fly whisk at the crook of the arm was now jamming Luo's little bald donkey's mouth, jamming his teeth tightly, even if he wanted to bite his tongue, he couldn't do it.

What's more, the long hair on the whisk is soft and smooth, and it feels numb and itchy when it sticks to the face.However, the Taoist priest didn't take pity on his hard work, but wantonly rounded his stomach.

In order to make the two of them turn against each other, Lingwen almost used up all his breastfeeding strength, pretending to be very scared, threw himself into the Taoist's arms, then stabbed him severely in the back, and then walked away.

The poor little bald donkey didn't know anything. When he woke up again, he didn't know how many days and nights had passed.After waking up, he lay down in the Zen courtyard, and the Taoist priest stood in front of him, staring at him coldly, with strong hatred jumping in his eyes...

What happened next is very easy to guess, that is, the scene before the little bald Luo woke up. Hands and feet, forcibly broke the empty sex ring of the little bald donkey.

But no matter how the Taoist priest bullied him, the little bald donkey just refused to explain a word. In order to break his closed mouth, the Taoist priest took great pains, dragged the little bald donkey around many places, and used all kinds of rough and unrestrained postures back and forth. .

The red tide on the little bald donkey's face never faded, and he was always ups and downs in the sea of ​​desire.

Luo Yueming's headache was about to split, and she felt that her body was almost unable to hold on, as if it was about to burst apart completely and turn into ashes every inch of it.

But the Taoist priest stretched out a hand from behind, and gently kneaded his lips, rubbing his face so red that he refused to let it go, the iron palm turned into a board, and slapped his shameful place hard, He also asked him why, and walked all the way from the ruined temple to the snow, and only slapped the same meaty place.It seemed that the piece of soft meat was about to be crushed into pieces.

The taste is simply indescribable in words, at least in terms of the ink in Luo Yueming's stomach, it is absolutely indescribable.I just feel that senior brother Daochang is a crazy critic, with a variety of tricks and tricks.However, Luo Yueming still accepts his tricks.Arched his waist deeply, and sent it to brother Daochang.

Where is the reasoning here?

He didn't have a deep obsession to ask the Taoist priest to stop humiliating, but at least he didn't slap that place all the time, right?Anyway, change the place.The ass was almost smashed into eight petals.

In the end, the Taoist priest stretched out his slender two fingers, grabbed a red and shiny skin, like a steamed bun, which trembled when the wind blew, and twisted it fiercely.The little bald Luo Luo was in unstoppable pain immediately, he raised his slender neck fiercely, his delicate Adam's apple trembled violently, and he suffocated for a moment.

After holding back for a while, he whimpered and cried.The long road circled him, and finally remembered that the fried fish had to be fried on both sides. He turned the person 180 degrees and saw the red eyes of the little bald donkey crying.

There was also a shocking stain of blood on his lips.The Taoist priest leaned over and licked off the blood, and said close to his ear: "Ming Shiyan depends on your Buddha, and this Taoist depends on you."

This sentence was like a thunderclap on the ground, which scared the little bald Luo almost to the point of going crazy.

What?Ming Shiyan depends on Buddha, and this Tao depends on you?

Is this the so-called rainbow after the storm?Is the Taoist confessing to him?

Is there really... love between the two?

Luo Yueming was as dull as a stupid son of a landlord's family. For a moment, he couldn't tell what the Daoist leader was thinking.

Tortured him to death, between the beds... no, no, between the door panel and the snow, tortured him as hard as he could, and then it was almost over, and suddenly told him, you can obey you Buddha, because I want to rely on you after all.

For some reason, Luo Yueming didn't feel very happy, but was extremely frightened, wishing to push the Taoist priest away and run away.The farther away the better.

But he is the monkey grandson at the foot of Wuzhi Mountain. He couldn't fly out of the Tathagata's palm at all. Instead, he was forced and had to bear it with tears again and again.

The current situation is very troublesome. Originally, little bald Luo Luo thought that the Taoist priest liked him, so he took the initiative to provoke the upper body and seduce the Taoist priest to sleep with him. He never wanted to fall asleep. slapped him.She told him hoarsely that the Taoist priest didn't like him at all, so stop daydreaming.

Then, suddenly, there was a sudden turn of events, and the Taoist priest told him again that he should follow him, what is the situation?

Luo little bald donkey was completely at a loss, his wrists were bloodstained due to too much struggle, the Taoist priest finally began to take pity on the jade, imprisoned him in his arms, and warmed him from head to toe, so as not to let him suffer any more. wind chill.

He lowered his head to hold the red earlobe of little Luo donkey, grinding it between his lips and teeth, as if tasting some extremely precious delicacy, his eyes were deep and deep, and the hidden love was mixed with the thick ink-like hatred, which could not be melted away. open.Only the mutual tearing between flesh and desire can allow the two to retrieve their lost memories.

Even if the memory is lost, the identity is hidden, the body is changed, and even the face is completely different from the past.But the souls are still talking to each other, telling each other, it's not over yet, his soul is telling him that he still loves him.

"Little monk, why don't you move? Are you in meditation?"

The little bald donkey Luo was stiff from the cold, secretly scolding the Taoist chief for playing so gaudyly that he kept telling him to talk and move, gagged him, tied his hands, told him what to say and how to move.

I can't wait to jump over and kill people.But she was lying in his arms by a strange coincidence, with her smooth and greasy chin resting on the thin neck of senior brother Daochang, and the tip of her nose was full of the rich fragrance of Jiangzhen and a touch of snow.

It took quite a while for little Luo donkey to come to his senses, remembering that he was on a mission and had to make his stomach bigger, and whispered in his ear as thin as a mosquito: "Stomach..."

After hearing this, the Taoist priest lowered his head and glanced, then quickly stretched out his hand to pat a watermelon, shook his head and said, "I had let you go, you came here to provoke me."

Luo little bald donkey couldn't deny it, reluctantly raised his eyelids again, and repeated: "Stomach..."

Then in the next moment, a big hand touched his stomach, kneading it gently a few times.

The little bald Luo didn't have much strength, he bit the Daoist's ear and whispered softly, "Brother Daoist, tell me, it's been so many times, have I got it?"

Just this one sentence is more powerful than any aphrodisiac alcohol, the hand holding his back suddenly tightened, and he pressed him deeply into his arms, the Taoist priest's voice became hoarse.

"Do you want to give birth to a little monk for me?"

"Maybe it's a little Taoist priest." The little bald Luo said in a low voice, and the figure of the senior brother began to appear in his mind, and he said slowly: "It must be a boy. When he grows up, he must be handsome and unparalleled..."