Wuxi Town is an ancient town with a history of thousands of years. It is the throat, water and land transportation of several hundred square kilometers leading to Quanzhou County and the capital of South China Province. A small river - Wuxi, said

Whether it is wide or narrow, it passes through the town leisurely. It is only more than fifty meters wide at its widest and more than twenty meters at its narrowest, but it is very deep and the water flow is not fast, making it suitable for boating. It has been throughout the ages.

It was a trading port, so it has been prosperous since ancient times.

Moji walked quickly and spent dozens of minutes arriving at Wuxi Town. Without any hesitation, he carried the sack and walked directly into a hotel called "Treasure Game House". As soon as he entered the door, a beautiful girl at the front desk beamed.

He walked over and said in surprise as he walked: "Brother Moji, you are here."

Moji looked at her with a smile, thinking: This girl is getting more and more charming, how can I take her in together? There were watery ripples on her face, and her whole body seemed to be wet, like a peach.

She was so mature. Under his constant touch for more than a year, her pair of breasts caught up with and surpassed her sister-in-law at an alarming speed.

"What are you looking at? Don't you recognize me?" Mo Mengmeng walked up to him and threw herself into his arms. The two big white rabbits pressed hard on his strong chest and said in a mixture of anger and joy.

Seeing how charming she was, Moji couldn't help but raise his gun in salute and push up his trousers. He stretched out his hand to touch her firm plumpness and thought to himself: A girl's breasts are different from those of a young woman. They are firm,

Flexible. After comforting the girl for a while, he jokingly said: "Mengmeng is becoming more and more charming."

Mo Mengmeng let go of his arm, took the sack in her hand, rolled her eyes at him, and said resentfully: "It's been a long time since I've been here, and you always know how to make me happy when you come here. I don't know what you're thinking about, so I can't help you."

If you don't want to go to the Three Treasures Palace, go upstairs quickly, my aunt is sleeping in the bedroom."

Moji's face was covered with an awkward smile, he touched his head and said, "Well, I'll go up first and talk to you later." After saying that, he went upstairs.

When Mo Ji pushed open the bedroom door and went in, Mo Yelu had already finished her nap. Perhaps she had just had an erotic dream, and the trace of spring on her face had not faded yet, and she was feeling weak all over. She was wearing a short-sleeved thin nightgown.

Lying on the bed with his limbs spread wide, his eyes closed as if he was reminiscing about the aftertaste of his dream, his whole person seemed shy and lazy.

Moji tiptoed to the bedside, gently covered her eyes with his hands, and whispered in her ear: "Guess who I am. If you guess it right, there will be a grand prize."

Mo Yelu was surprised at first, and then became happy when she heard the sound. Between surprise and joy, her face changed so quickly that it was amazing.

This little brat hasn't been here for a while, and I was just thinking about him when he came. What a coincidence?

On the surface, he pretended to be calm and said: "You poor little bastard, what's the big prize?"

Moji didn't argue with her, and said in a charming voice: "Would you like to advance part of the grand prize?" Without waiting for a reply, he stretched his lips towards her delicate mouth and followed with his tongue.

After Mo Yelu "squeaked", she fully accepted this part of the grand prize, and turned her back. She held Moji's head tightly with both hands as if she was afraid that he would run away, and poured her fragrant tongue into his mouth.

Stir each other in the mouth and make a "tsk tsk" sound.

Mo Ji then advanced Mo Yelu's second part of the grand prize. His hands went down her cheeks and passed through her neck. The army of ten fingers stayed on the top of the two mountains on her chest. Through a thin layer of clothes, it spread

The body temperature and full softness made Moji feel inexplicably excited, so he increased the strength of his hands. This kind of power, this kind of spirit, the two mountains were so fragile in front of him, he could handle them at will, and he was willing to deform them.

, deform, deform again.

Mo Yelu was so excited that she began to tremble all over. She felt that Moji's hands were like claws. Touching, grabbing, and pinching her body would activate the most sensitive nerves in her body, causing her whole body to feel pain, numbness, and numbness.

Trembling, fascinated by it. Her hands restlessly looked around for a place to hold onto.

Moji gave up the chase between her lips and teeth, and slowly moved south to Mo Yelulu's snow-white neck. Knowing each other, he gently bit her earlobe and exhaled hot breath. Mo Yellu was stimulated.

She was shaking continuously and the "humming" sound coming from deep in her throat showed that she enjoyed everything Moji did.

About the time of smoking a cigarette, Mo Yelu was dissatisfied with Mo Ji's ten-fingered army. Raising troops for a thousand days and using them for one day. How could they be lazy and stagnant at two mountains? She used her hands as a guide and led Mo Ji.

Ji's ten-finger army crossed the plains, passed through the dense forest sea, and came to the deep canyon.

Moji's ten-fingered army seemed to realize at this time that since the host warmly invited the guests to open the door, why wouldn't the guests not go in for a walk and drink one or two pots of tea?

Waves of hot steam emerged from a winding valley, just like a deep water spring at the bottom of the earth. It was indeed different. It spurted out with a fragrant fragrance, filling the valley with fragrance.

Moji's ten-finger army gently slid through the canyon and broke into the bottom of the canyon, causing a convulsion in the canyon. The water rippled, causing ripples on all levels, like the ground shaking and the mountains shaking. It opened and closed, and it was so beautiful.

Mo Yelu's whole body was in a state of epilepsy, shaking and convulsing constantly, shouting "hum, ha, ha, squeak, ji, ji". One hand grabbed Moji's shoulder, fingernails clasped the flesh and pushed hard.

With his hand pinched, he reached down to grab the extremely swollen little Moji with his other hand, kneaded it excitedly, and hurriedly pulled it towards the side of his muddy canyon.

Moji knew that the critical moment had come, so he was not polite, raised his gun, mounted his horse, and completed the final blow.

Suddenly, Mo Yelu's eyes turned white, he yelled, hugged Mo Ji tightly, and was speechless for a long time.

Moji's grand prize had been all advanced to Mo Yelu, and he was lying on the bed panting heavily. For the second time in the day, little Moji had eaten and drank enough, but Moji had worked extremely hard.

Mo Yelu's face was full of spring, lying in the little man's arms, gently stroking Mo Ji's broad chest, immersed in the infinite beauty.

Suddenly, there was a violent noise downstairs. When he listened carefully, he heard Mengmeng's screams, mixed with the sound of a teacup being smashed.

Mo Ji and Mo Yelu quickly put on their clothes and ran downstairs.

The lobby was too chaotic. Mo Mengmeng was surrounded by five men. Her clothes had been torn. Her breasts were flickering, and a small part of them was exposed. The men around her looked at her with evil eyes.
Chapter completed!