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Lin Le saw, alas, the grass flower Yuanyang made of white mist was still hanging in mid-air. He was startled, suppressed the evil fire, and quickly sat back on the futon, meditated with palms together, and asked: "Master , Yuanyang was released just now, and I haven’t been told how to take it back yet.”

"It's okay, as long as you calm down and adjust your breath, and your thoughts are not disturbed, it will naturally go back." Xingmiao bathed in the first spring rain and dew, smiling like a flower, refreshed, and when she took back the peach-red fairy picking sun, her jade hand slightly With a wave, a soft inner air is released, like a breeze, blowing, making the grass and flowers drift towards Lin Le.

"Oh, my happy baby, you are back." Seeing the little man, he returned to his side, became loose and loose, and became a cloud of fuzzy white mist, which automatically slipped into the little belly , taking back Yuanyang, Lin Le was overjoyed, and asked anxiously, "Master, quickly tell my son all the secrets of yin and yang and cultivation, and then I will play with you for about ten rounds."

Xing Miao turned cold, and replied very seriously: "Just like your Master Grass God, who only passed on the first secret, with your current cultivation base and virtue, let alone everything, you just told me how to get started here. The secret is also harmful but not beneficial. If you want to learn and learn, we can teach you some formulas to protect Yuanyang and not delay when you want to learn. It will also be of great help to your future cultivation. My help." After saying that, he hooked his fingers, indicating that he should go over and do something.

"Okay, here comes the disciple." After tossing around in the inner hall for a long time, and even playing with the engine idling for a round, Lin Le was so annoyed that he grinned and stripped off his clothes in twos and fives naked, wiped the saliva from the corners of his mouth, knelt on the pure Persian wool carpet, walked on his knees, and arrived in front of Xingmiao. , shaking her triumphantly, "Master, this unsatisfactory stuff of my disciple, can I barely make do with it when I use it to cultivate with you?" The best Mimi.

"It's not bad," Xingmiao has been cultivating for 30 years, and has reached the point where he can control the evil fire at will. He slightly lowered his femininity ability, and became extremely calm. Seeing that he is a little arrogant, like a Mona Lisa, and slightly With a smile, her slender fingers frequently tapped around her belly, sealing several acupuncture points, causing that alien tuna or something to soften immediately, turning into a limp loofah, curling her lips , "Just relying on the natural capital, how good it can be, don't worry, there are still things to do before doing the work."

After pressing the acupoints, the operation of the supernatural ability in the fairy world was blocked, and the evil fire was completely extinguished. It is estimated that she had to play tricks enough before stepping onto the platform, so she took off the pajamas without any complaints. , Responding: "With this little ability of the disciple, how dare you show off in front of the teacher, come on, let me grow old first, oh no, let me warm your body with a beauty."

"Okay, my wife would like to see how the disciples of Caoshenmen warmed their bodies before Hexiu." Xingmiao looked at him with a smile, just like looking at a kindergarten friend. Like a baby in his arms.

"Oh, the teacher is so beautiful, so beautiful, and still pink and tender. She is the most beautiful and the most beautiful among the beauties Lezi has ever seen." A body exuding the fragrance of the fairy world was placed in front of her, like a jade sculpture, Seeing it in Lin Le's eyes, it was as if he had entered a boy's time-traveling dream. He swallowed a big bubble of saliva, rubbed the center of the washboard, and rubbed it to warm it up. As a habit, he carefully appreciated it before making a move.

"Hey, the bad habit is coming again. You know, the master has cultivated so far, and he is at ease because of his own existence. Other people's words have no effect on me at all," Xing Miao smiled, sitting still , just waiting for him to start, "Save the many good things that please the women to the women in the world."

"Oh, I'm so sorry, disciple." Lin Le's tongue seemed to be sticking out of his eye socket, rolling it one after another, slowly licking it from bottom to top.

Wow.

A pair of rouge-colored feet, delicate and elegant, each toe is like tender ginger buds, red and purple, even more beautiful than Yi Chunxiang's, it is very comfortable to hold, and I play with it carefully a few times, enduring it Unable to stop, I put it into my mouth and gnawed a few times.

The well-proportioned calves and delicate thighs exude a faint fluorescence, like white jade, with no traces visible, they are extremely smooth to the touch, even whiter and tenderer than Pan Yihong's.

Going up, it feels really beautiful, a tongue, instead of the sliding of the little hands, little by little, from the inside of the legs, upwards, inwards, slowly sliding to the core area.

Even though he is a master of subterfuge, he still wants to touch the fireworks in the world. At this time, the glistening water flows from that part between the legs, extremely clean, without any impurities, just like making Fushan spring or something , pure natural, and exudes a delicate fragrance, which smells pretty good.

Pressing the periphery of the core, many crimson capillaries are buried under the translucent skin, presenting a network structure. Although a person in his forties, he is no different from that urban white-collar He Yamei.

Some hairs are uniform in thickness and faintly black, showing that their owners are half beauties and half beasts.

In the core area, there are two rouge-colored petals, which are also pink and tender, well guarding the entrance.

Continuing upwards, sliding across the flat belly, a pair of delicate tits, similar to the top beauty Pan Yihong, hesitating.

Since she is a professional yang picking expert, many of the beauties' advantages are concentrated on her alone, she is sliding her tongue, appreciating, even though the key points below are locked and the ability is suppressed, the itching in her heart is really unbearable, He raised his head involuntarily, wiped his saliva, and sighed sincerely, "Oh, my teacher is so beautiful, much more beautiful than the spring in March."

"You glib, here we go again. Since we are of the same clan, let's pay homage to our common patriarch before he and Xiu." The teacher smiled coquettishly, pulled him, moved lightly, and knelt down to the patriarch of our sect in front of a memorial tablet. , Burned a stick of incense, and said solemnly: "Patriarch, if you have a spirit, and you are worshiped by your disciples, today there is a disciple from the same clan who comes to join me to explore the mysteries of potential cultivation. Ruiguang, who has encouraged his cultivation, kowtowed."

Confused, Lin Le burned incense, kowtowed, and muttered something, but he didn't even know what he said.