Mixed Miners

Yang Ling felt that the vinegar jar of the squad leader had broken a big hole, and the sour water was flowing out, and the blockage could not be blocked.

So he decided to punish the beautiful vase in his arms, and angered the two hands along the soft body of the woman into the clothes, and quickly touched a pair of soft white rabbits.

In an instant, the woman began to become glamorous, opened her mouth and gave a gentle gasp, and Yang Ling did not lose the opportunity to make a big mouth, and then began to tear the dress on the woman...

"Wow~, you two...daytime..."

The air next to it shook a little. Han Xinglin took the two spirits out of the system and saw Sun Xiaojing, who was quickly stripped into a white lamb. She couldn't help but be surprised.

"Ah~" Sun Xiaojing panicked and stood up to put the clothes together. Although she was willing to unlock any posture for the beloved man, but it was seen in the daytime, she was still shy and flushed, and did not wait for Yang Ling to stand up. The body went into the system.

"This... cough..." Yang Ling is also very awkward. The feeling of playing the field and the feeling of closing the door on the bed are still not the same. I was bumped into it, and my heart was still slightly shy, but he was also very angry, fiercely beat Han Xinglin his arms a few times on the buttocks.

I don’t come late, I just started, it’s a bit disappointing!

"Oh! My husband is forgiving, I dare not!" Han Xinglin writhed her body and hurryed to ask for mercy. Under the soft body friction, I felt a fiery big stick on the lower abdomen, and could not help but tremble slightly. Very excited to quickly throw the spirits in the hand to the ground, pretty face shy, eyebrows spring up, "husband ~ ~"

The whispering nasal sounds evoke Yang Ling’s desire.

The two married, and in a blink of an eye, seven or eight years have passed. This girl has already faded from the shyness of the time she just met, and turned into a woman who is extremely mature and charming, and her aunt grows more and more like a brain. The others are not even different, especially the appearance and body, the charm is chic, full of extreme temptation.

Han Xue, Yang Ling is still obsessed with her, but her character is more and more gentle, in addition to the charm, but also added a lot of ethereal and dusty, even a little closer to the squad leader.

Yang Ling looked at the charming face of this charming and seductive face, could not help but put a big mouth together, and his hands began to feel uncomfortable everywhere.

I walked a wife and came to a wife. This is the benefit of my wife. There is always one that can be eaten.

Wow ha ha ha ha!

Yang Ling sneered a few laughs, and Han Xinglin disappeared without a trace. For the sake of peace and happiness, it is better to find a quiet and hidden place. I am afraid there will be sequelae.

However, when he had been happy to play in the dark, and Han Xinglin, who was still refreshing with the red tide, returned to Xishanju, he saw Sun Xiaojing sitting quietly on the sofa in the living room and reading two people. Appeared, the figure of the figure stood up, the eyebrows bent gently pulling Yang Ling's arm, "hus, I haven't heard enough in the morning story..."

Yang Ling: ...

Ok! This excuse is strong enough!

For the case of paying for public food, as long as the married man understands, in fact, it is not necessary to say so implicitly, just need to throw a wink, screaming and screaming husband, I will do it, generally all husbands The obedient obedience will not be serious, the seesaw, the keyboard, and the more horrible imported weapons... Durian.

Therefore, in order not to accept the punishment of terror, Yang Ling decided to use his best efforts to convince... all the women who sleep in their own clothes.

When a qualified husband, not only will earn money to support the family, it is very important that the kidneys are better!

Especially in this festival, in the melancholy eyes of the mother-in-law, several women want to add Dinga to Yang Jia, and don't want to drop the image of a little hen who can't get the egg.

......

The life of paying for food is full of fun! And being a happy stallion is also a long-lasting wish of Yang Ling, and this wish has always been ranked first before no woman.

Nowadays... this wish has been perfectly realized, and there is no regret of half a trace. My wife is beautiful and beautiful, graceful and graceful, considerate and considerate, although occasionally a little vinegar, a bit of a brain, the demand is a bit There are many, but this kind of happiness is not something that can be said, so when Yang Ling is a happy stallion, he will occasionally take time to think about the meaning of life. After all, as a hard-working cattle, more land Still have some legs soft...the waist is sore...

The last time I meditated on the beach for half a month, he made a lot of doubts about the reality.

True and false, it is also a dream.

Time, space, reincarnation, gloom, causality, nothingness, which rule is leading life and death?

Perhaps life and death are entangled in this.

Rules... What exactly is the rule? Is the feeling of deja vu feeling the illusion of reincarnation?

Death may not be the end of life, and living does not mean that you are really alive. Perhaps in another space that extends in time, you are already dead, and there may be countless others living in different time and space. There will be a hint of inductivity between them~www.readwn.com~ Otherwise how can there be some familiar illusions in the darkness.

If this is the case, what is the meaning of life?

What is the meaning of death?

Reincarnation... Is the reincarnation an independent consciousness or a resumption of life?

Starting from nothingness, finally nothingness, in the end is nothing created by nothing, or reincarnation created everything, and perhaps the so-called eight ultimate rules... are all fake?

If the rules are all false... So what are we going through?

unreal? As some scientists have predicted, all people have been in a virtual world, and they are actually just a piece of virtual code, and the rules are the programs that control these random little monsters.

If this conjecture is true, then what is the meaning of self-cultivation? Can this small **** monster grow into npc?

But npc is still code after all, just a more advanced, more intelligent code, just like the characters in the game can not become real people appear in real life, they can not know that they are just a game code, So if you live in illusion, how can you know what it is like outside the computer?

On the wide bed, Han Xue was sitting on Yang Ling's body without a shadow. The skin was creamy, the jade was fragrant, the cheeky cheeks were slightly sweaty, and the man with a big eye looking at the ceiling was watching. There was a touch of gentleness in her, she leaned down and her chest full of tightness squeezed on the man's chest. "Xiaoling, you are gone!"

"Ah~, oh!" Yang Ling took back his thoughts from the endless reverie, and smiled a little bit awkwardly, screaming at the soft and lush waist of Han Xue. Find this site search \"Vertex Fiction 208xs\", or remember the site URL: