Era of Red Police Disaster

Looking at the angle of Li Mun, her white body is not a lot!

Whether it is the soft part, and her perfect body curve is clearly exposed to Li Meng's eyes.

Looking at the spring of the eyes, Li Meng slightly, and immediately returned to normal, and the eyes of the eyes were watching the essence.

She is really beautiful, not only is beautiful, the body is also full of a woman-style health, not only with a woman's softness, but the firm line has also given a strong feeling.

On the body, she does not lose Tan Ya, and the beauty of the oriental woman has added a temptation.

She gently padded her feet and entered the tub that took the hot air.

"call!"

The warm hot water strokes the skin, so that her face is proud, and it is very comfortable.

Gently sit in the tub, her face is shallow.

Who is she?

In the virtual unreasonable, looked at the beautiful and tempting pneumatic body in the lower bath, Li Meng's eyes were hot.

The purpose here has already been forgotten by Li Meng.

This woman ...

Looking at her in the bidet, Li Mun helpless smile.

It is really very powerful, causing the hot in his heart.

I deeply looked at it, she still had no sense of consciousness in the tub, Li Mun left, left the hot bathroom.

When Li Meng's figure reappeared in the pavilion of the "Emperor", Wen Ti's eyes were surprised.

In Wenty, the owner leaves for a long time, and it will not exceed half an hour.

What is the owner?

Weni can feel that the owner's look is somewhat uns.

One ass sitting in the lounge chair, Li Meng couldn't calm down, and the whole brain was full of the tempting body.

a long time! I can't calm down, Li Mun, helpless.

It is obvious that "God", but it is still troubled, this god is not a little unameful?

God?

Li Meng's eyebrows, when can I think I am "God"?

When is it?

Looking at the impulse caused by the temptation, Li Meng took off.

Nothing is not good, this kind of desire is full of feelings, let Li Meng more feelings yourself.

Not a "God" of numbness.

I hope that there can be many figures in the gazebo, except Wantati, and a member of her guards.

In the end, Li Meng took attention to Wantati.

She is next to him.

"Wantan! Come over!"

Put the sound, Li Meng called Wantati.

For the owner's words, Wenyi took a few steps and came to the owner.

Looking at the Winti, Li Men stood, grabbed the white little hand, slightly hard, and the small body of Wing Ti fell into the arms of Li Meng.

Tightly in the waist of the arms, Li Meng's eyes are full of hot.

Looking up at the owner, there is some indisal in the Wenyi in Li Meng.

The ruddy lips slightly, and there is no saying that Li Yunfeng is solebreated to kiss the warmth's lips, blocking Wantan to say.

"Humph!"

The sudden attack of the owner makes Wind Title, and I don't know how to respond.

But the dam of the front of the front of the mouth allowed her to face, and the little hand greases at the owner's chest and silently undergoes the rudeness of the owner.

In the dark, I can't see anything, the only sound, and the slight shadow figure.

it is more than words!

I don't know how long it has, and the sound in the dark suddenly became intense.

Listed a little, in an instant, the sound disappeared, and the calm booth was restored.

On a wide seating, both people are quiet.

Looking at the lazy people in his arms, Li Meng smiled, his hand moved up, and put on the dress.

"the host!"

In the dark, Wantiti's voice sounded weak.

She shouted in the arms of the master.

"Ok!"

In the dark, while stroking the waist, Li Meng should be soft.

"The night will know! She will be angry!"

Quietly in the arms of the owner, it is very concerned about this Wantetry.

Can you not care?

Wenti knows that although the senior in the night is staying next to the owner, the owner has not really touched her.

However, in today, she first combines the soul with the owner and the flesh.

The hot is so clear, and when I feel the touch of the blending touch, Wenyi has to exist in the presence of the night.

"Yeah! She is really angry, but! Wantan, now I don't say her man now!"

In Wenyi blur, Li Meng looked down on the white forehead.

Darkness of death emerges in the dark, no sound.

On the forehead of Wantati, such as the molten fire, gradually taught a sickle pattern.

When the pattern is formed, the flashes, the flaming is quiet.

A black sickle pattern appeared in the forehead of Wantati.

This is a proven, an identity certificate.

Gently touched the forehead and the clear existence, Wen Ti's look.

What is that, Wenrta is of course known.

Death imprint, only the death of the generals.

Death imprint is identity, and the representative of "power", not only represents distinguished identity, it is its own "power".

Edison looked at the owner of the front, Wanti softly: "Master! Thank you for blessing!"

Li Meng nodded and said: "Go! Feel the power, you need enough time to adapt" it "!"

"Ok!"

Soft should have, Wantati holds the hands of the two sides plan to leave the owner's arms.