country evil

Putting up the rope and sticking out his head, the little rooster had already been waiting on the roof, so he pulled him and gently climbed up to the ridge of the roof.

The two rode on the ridge of the roof, paying close attention to the movement below. They were addicted to cigarettes, but they were afraid of exposing their targets, so they had to hold back.

It was the first time to visit the guest room at night. Lin Le was full of confidence, and there were many beauties. He looked at his phone, and it was already one o'clock. Time was running out. He muttered in a low voice, and decided that the little chicken would continue to guide him on the spot, from the roof to the next door, No matter who it is, get under the covers and give a big surprise.

"Crack", "crack", "crack".

Get off the ridge of the roof, crawl forward, so as not to step on the black tiles and cause noise, go to the roof next door, and uncover the tiles one by one without making a sound.

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At this moment, in the monk's bedroom two or three alleys away, in the middle of the night, Dao Qin was tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

Self-taught martial arts, came to this small temple from another county, and in the blink of an eye, more than ten years later, he settled down in a nearby village. His wife is a well-known beauty. Two rounds, so to speak, the little days are pretty good.

"Alas, for many years, I have carried my wife behind my back and had a few private lovers outside, which can be regarded as saving all sentient beings. I, Daoqin, have lived until now, and death is worth it." I don't know why, as the saying goes It's not as good as wild flower fragrance. In the past two years, the old friend has been a little tired of running, and it's time to find something new to make fun of.

Because of this, Daoqin is also a fan of picking flowers, a buddhist who loves love, the degree of majesty is the same as before, but he hides it deeply, always endures the evil fire, and even blinds Huilu.

About the same age as Huilu, Daoqin always believed that he was superior to the abbot in every aspect, but after the old abbot drove the crane west, the other party was better at packaging and management, and was more able to win people's hearts, and soon usurped the temple. The inner power, so secretly dissatisfied, but hidden deeply, superficially obedient, dare not reveal it.

"Amitabha, good, good, this Buddha's pure land is no different from the outside world, full of open and secret struggles." Thinking of all the unpleasant things in the past, Daoqin's heart was surging for a while, and it was difficult to fall asleep. Putting on cassock, he turned over and sat up It's been a long time since I took a refreshing hot spring bath, thinking of those beauties who are locked in the guest room, with a slight movement of thought, a Buddhist love, suddenly becomes as hard as iron, wishing to open the door in time, Have a good run.

"Amitabha, Nima's Pippi, the abbot of the hammer, the uncle has done his duty and guarded the beauty for you, but he didn't even touch a hair. It is a mistake to collect offerings. You take the big head and we take the small head. It's fair." After sighing, Daoqin recalled the scene when he went to check the room in the afternoon, that Shangguan Zhaorong was standing in the room, flirting with him all the time, so he pretended to ask this and that, and touched the barbarian with his strong hand. Waist, the majestic Aiai pushes the top of the beautiful buttocks, but he is not angry. Based on his past experience, it is obviously easy to get started. Such a mature beauty has an excellent complexion, white and tender skin, and it is like water when pinched. It's the type of him who thinks about it day and night, so he is determined to catch up with Huilu, link up in advance, and have a good communication.

"Fuck, these beauties from other places are not your private place, so I, Daoqin, can't touch them." Sitting on the bed, holding Buddhist love love, after a few trial runs, the grass carp bounced like a stick, Comparing secretly, this majestic thing is inferior to your Huilu's.

As the saying goes, lust and courage can conquer the sky, but evil fire is not enough. Huilu couldn't care about anything else, took the key to the guest room, aimed at the one in Shangguan Zhaorong's room, held it in her hand, and walked with extremely steady steps, Step by step into the row of rooms.

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Besides, Yang Lizhu's next door is Shangguan Zhaorong, a professional official girl. She met the descendant of the imperial doctor in the pine forest in the afternoon. She was looking forward to his visit in the middle of the night, but locked the door for the monk. She was very depressed and feminine. The internal energy was surging, but there was no super thing to take care of it, so I could only caress the messy fur, imagine a vivid picture, and slowly fell asleep. I don't know when, I woke up slowly, Suddenly, I heard some noises from the next door, the creaking of the bed frame, and the sloshing of the water. With the experienced experience, I quickly understood what was going on, but I didn’t dare to make a sound, so I continued to listen carefully. Surprisingly, a woman's soft voice yelled, as if supported by a black iron rod, she was dying, but she didn't know why, and her own family was dying, there was a beeping sound in the nest, and a small stream of clear water flowed softly. Flowing out softly, I don't know what to do.

"Only the monk holds the key to the guest room door. Alas, in such a short period of time, three or five times can make a woman travel through the fairyland. I don't know how rich his capital is." Lord, Shangguan Zhaorong can hardly be considered a thought fortress, and I would be happy to change it every day. In the afternoon, I touched the monk's waist and pushed her beautiful buttocks, and I have been a little bit itchy. Live picture, while the water resources are flowing, the slender hands can't help taking care of the bottom, but secretly feel a little guilty, wow, in the pine forest in the afternoon, I inhaled the spirit of the descendant of the imperial doctor, I have always been a little bit of that, so poor Hungry blind, really inexplicable.

After a while of muttering next door, calmness was quickly restored. Not long after, Shangguan Zhaorong forcibly suppressed the yin and evil fire. Just as he closed his eyes, he heard rustling on the beams. Come to the big hole, take a closer look under the weak night light, ah, a small person is sliding down the rope, who is it not Li Daqian, the descendant of the imperial doctor, who said that he can cure diseases with supernatural powers, and can run along the way After a while, it would be great to relieve the urgent need, so I pretended to close my eyes and lie still on the bed, just waiting for him to invade boldly and do whatever he wants.

And Lin Le was personally guided by the little chicken, slid down the beam, tapped his toes lightly, landed silently, approached the bed, took a closer look, wow, there was Shangguan Zhaorong with fair skin on the bed, and then leaned closer to the quilt to sniff Smell, inhale a pure natural femininity, no perfume smell, the evil fire is burning, the fairy world love that has just run a round is standing up, the ruler is more than long, light feet and light hands Stepped onto the bed, squeezed into the quilt, next to the big sister's soft body, thrilling and romantic, the little hand directly digs down, hey, what's the matter, obviously fell asleep, but the bottom is like a paddy field, slippery Yes, could it be that he was dreaming about the disciple of the Immortal, did he have a dream time travel?Wouldn't it be more comfortable to have a realistic version right after that?