Evil Master

"Girl? Girl Duan Hong saw that the woman's eyes were shining, and her face was like peach blossom. She felt that spring was coming, so she called several times. The woman came back to herself: did he call me a girl? It seems that this kind of address only appears in the upper class. "Sir, please follow me. The boss has been waiting for you for a long time."“ Boss? " Duan Hong was surprised. The woman's tone was more enchanting and said, "yes, Yan in your mouth - he is our boss." She dare not call Yan Xiaowen by his name. Duan Hong is looking at the woman's exaggerated wriggling waist, and her short skirt outlines a round and upturned part. Her heart beats faster again. Secret way: the old monk said that women are a curse, I see - no, women should be saliva, at least let me drool. Four years in kuchan temple can completely change a person's character. Duan Hong, who was originally honest and shy, followed a few monks who were not respected by the old, became as thick as a wall. When he got on the elevator, Duan Hong watched curiously as the woman pressed the button on the 30th floor, and then saw the woman peeking at him. That kind of soul catching look made Duan Hong's heart beat faster again, which made him feel impulsive. Quickly recite the Heart Sutra: color is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color, color is emptiness, emptiness is color, eh? Since the color is empty, it doesn't matter if I color it? At first sight, the indicator light is nearly 30 floors. Suddenly, the elevator shakes and the light turns on and off. Women lose their balance and scream. Duan Hong suddenly raised his right foot in a hurry and roared in his heart: Shaolin shockfoot skill“ Bang One foot stepped down a concave pit, the body firmly stood, stretched out his hand to hold the woman, "girl, don't be afraid, poor - no, I'm here!" Duan hongchaidian tells me about the poor monk. He remembers that when he went out with kugen, the third master, he met a woman who was threatened by several robbers. He just yelled and hugged the woman in his arms with justice on his face. Two groups of soft pressure to Duan Hong chest, a never felt electric shock, Duan Hong at a loss, two hands down a Shun, unexpectedly caught the woman's very warped part. The elastic exaggeration of Duan Hong's hand flick away, a stream of heat rise, rushed into the mind“ I'm so scared, sir The woman took this opportunity to put her hands around Duan Hong's waist. All of a sudden, two blood arrows shot out of Duan Hong's nose: it's so damn cool - I can't help it. Duan Hong's swearing words are all due to his younger martial brother, who is ten years older than him.