Seductive every day

When the thick thing wedged into his body, Du Wantang fell into an ice cave. , A layer of cold sweat broke out on his body, Du Liangqiu tore off his clothes, and hung the torn cloth on his body, the cold wind blew in from outside the wooden door, blowing his sweaty body cold. , He has never experienced such a thing, and the hateful copulation made them both very painful. , He bit his lip, refused to make a sound, and closed his eyes not to look at the wolf cub's face. , Du Liangqiu held his waist, and slammed his slender body hard under her.

Du Wantang felt that he was about to be stabbed to death, and there must be blood coming out of his body. No matter how strong a person is, he can't stand being turned from his body. 4 After all, the wolf cub is young and vigorous, the thing is too big, but he has little experience, and the hot thing rampages without mercy, Du Wantang only feels that his stomach will be spoiled by him. , The door of the main hall is still open, there is only the sound of wind and rain inside and out, he knows in his heart that there must be guards outside, and Du Liangqiu's people also have his eyeliner inserted, if he really calls for someone, he can call for rescue.

But he couldn't open his mouth to ask for help after all. , He can't afford to lose this person. If Du Liangqiu stabs him or shoots him, he will definitely send someone to take down this traitor without hesitation. , He has never really dealt with this white-eyed wolf, but it is out of more than ten years of affection. After all, it is something he raised, even if it is a dog, he will feel distressed. , But the current situation is not as simple as betrayal. Du Liangqiu clearly hates him, wishing to use his most despicable means to torture him and ruin his reputation. , He can't let people know about this matter, everything that happened today must not be spread out!

Du Liangqiu was a little out of control, holding him and biting him, leaving patches of bruises on his body, Du Wantang felt no pleasure, was tossed by the young man several times, and was pressed on the altar again, grabbing the plump body Ass, deeply. , He was humiliated to the point of unconsciousness, cold sweat dripped from his pale chin, Du Liangqiu grabbed his smooth black hair and forced him to look up, he looked desperately at the god he believed in, and his unsullied belief was trampled on by young people.

If there really are monsters in this world, Du Liangqiu must be the demon raised by him.

The devil finally had enough tormenting, dragged him off the altar, hugged him tightly in his arms, as if trying to crush him, and vented wildly in his body.

He finally made it to the end, and it was pitch black outside the house. , In the main hall, the dim light of the ever-burning lamp shone on them, Du Liangqiu panted heavily, enjoying the joy of dreams coming true. The young man panted for a while, and suddenly found that his breathing was weak. He grabbed his hair and looked up, only to see that he had bitten his lower lip for blood, and passed out with his eyes closed. , Du Liangqiu's good mood turned extremely bad in an instant, he knew Du Wantang better than anyone else, this person was afraid that he had been enduring nausea all the time, as if he was being bitten by a dog, he maintained his pride and refused to speak out. The young man's eyes were red with anger, and he was indescribably oppressed. He took his bleeding lower lip in his mouth, and sucked the blood gushing out of him like a demon. "Wantang, you are already mine, and I will never let you escape from my grasp again."

The murder weapon withdrew from the unconscious Du Wantang's body, and the young man roughly wiped the mess under the two of them with a torn Zen robe, only to find that Du Wantang's body was covered in blood.

He stared at the blood stains on the fabric and was stunned for a moment.

To be honest, although Du Liangqiu is experienced in acting, he is really a blank slate when it comes to love affairs, and he hasn't even seen a few small movies about men and women.

In addition to his special status, others also respected him and did not dare to say these things in front of him. In the end, his knowledge of physical hygiene was pitiful, and the concept of Chuye in his mind was only the conservative word "Luohong".

He looked at the red and couldn't help his heart beat faster.

He occupied Du Wantang, the scarlet color seemed to have taken away Master Tang's virginity. , A certain corner of his heart was indescribably sore, as if a seed buried deep in his heart finally broke through the ground and began to grow wildly. ,