Ever since what happened last time, Yang Meier has never dared to sleep with Changsheng again. After Shuisheng came back, she was only scratching her head. These days, she has been dreaming about Moji's golden cudgel, almost going crazy.

Seeing his doggy thing constantly shaking in the air, issuing a serious provocation to her, is it intolerable? She is not an ordinary person, how can she tolerate such wantonness? She stretched out her penis.

Holding the hot golden cudgel in his little hand, he couldn't help but tremble in his heart for a while. Such a temperature seemed to be able to melt all living things. Wouldn't it burn his treasure if he inserted it?

Although I was a little scared, there was no hesitation in the movement of my hand. It kept moving up and down, gently and softly, as if I was afraid of damaging it. The other hand held two geese.

The eggs are as big as eggs, and surprises emerge one after another. With such big eggs, even my own yellow bull can only be of this size, right? How many seeds can be ejected at one time? Can you put your own

Is her voice full? She is not distracted now, thinking only about borrowing seeds.

As the saying goes, practice is the only criterion for testing truth. Don’t you know whether a mule is pulled out by a horse? Yang Meier looked impatient, holding the little Moji and taking it to the ditch. The wet ditch was already wet.

He opened his gentle little mouth, opening and closing it there and waiting? It was obvious that he was inviting you into the urn.

Mo Ji didn't look in a hurry. The meat on the chopping board had to be carefully thought about, how to cut it? Should it be cut horizontally or vertically? Should it be eaten with the skin and bones? All of this was very interesting.

It's fastidious. He is now an excellent cook. Wouldn't it be overkill to slaughter a little sheep? But he is willing, and he is very willing.

After regaining some feeling on the pink grapes, he followed the trend of the rivers and mountains non-stop, all the way south, enjoying the vast Central Plains plains, which were smooth and clean without a trace of excess fat. The body of a woman who had never given birth seemed to be

Especially petite and tender. Moji sighed while kissing: Childbirth is the biggest crime for women. Look at all the women's clubs that enlarge breasts and abdomen. Which of their customers is not the mother of the child?

?

After passing the endless plains, what jumped into his eyes was a small black virgin forest. Due to the lack of felling, the place was already covered with thorns. If you want to pass here, you have to spend a lot of twists and turns. Not to mention the high altitude.

Primitive trees, with their waist-long thatch leaves alone, can cut your flesh and blood into pieces. Therefore, Moji can only be patient and fight through the thorns all the way, hoping to break out of the siege as soon as possible. Some people's patience has its limits.

, wouldn’t it be troublesome to have to put the food back into the pot again when it gets cold?

Finally, they fought their way out and reached the hills of the south of the Yangtze River with endless scenery. Maybe it was the hacking and killing all the way that made Mo Ji hungry and thirsty; maybe it was the alluring fragrance that spread out from the ditch. Whatever it was, Mo Ji

Ji plunged into the bottomless stream and ditch, and started sucking it impatiently, regardless of whether the water in the ditch met drinking standards.

Originally, I wanted little Moji, a monk with a shaved head, to drink water, but I didn't expect to attract his eldest brother. It's true that "if you plant flowers if you want, they won't bloom, but if you don't plant willows, they will create shade." Yang Meier shook her head helplessly, sighing in her heart.

Said: This little kid is so cunning, he has to tease himself to death before he is willing to do it! But having something licking there is better than nothing. Just wait patiently and guard Yunshan.

See the fog lift.

Just like smoking a cigarette, Mo Ji seemed to be addicted to it. After diving in, he never raised his head. If it weren't for the constant "chichi" sound of drinking water, she would be a little worried whether he had already

Drowning in a ditch?

"So little...Xiaoji, please give it to sister-in-law...sister-in-law quickly." She was already haggard from the energy stirred up by Moji, and the passages of her lower body gushed out one after another.

Heat waves and secret water poured out one after another, burning her impatient heart, and she finally asked him for it.

"What do you want, sister-in-law? Let me see if you have it." Mo Ji smiled, his evil face full of teasing.

"Sister-in-law...sister-in-law wants your golden...golden hoop." His little hand wrapped his doggy thing underneath and tried his best to push it into the ditch. It was just the golden hoop.

The stick is as stable as Mount Tai, so how can it be moved with delicate hands?

"Sister-in-law, aren't you afraid of getting stuck?" A naughty smile hung on her face, looking so vulgar and shameless at this moment.

Seeing him mention that nasty incident in the past, Yang Meier's infinitely delicate face suddenly turned as red as the sunset in July. She said shyly: "Xiao Ji...Brother Ji, don't be shy anymore...

..I humiliate my sister-in-law, sister-in-law...sister-in-law really wants...to have it."

Seeing that she even called Brother Ji out, Moji stopped embarrassing her, mounted his horse with his gun, and stabbed hard at the shallow ditch that had been waiting a little impatiently, and the stream was squeezed out of the way.

When it went, it overflowed in an instant and flowed into the surrounding ravines and valleys.

A full sense of reality came from the cavity of the lower body, and Yang Mei'er said a comfortable "hmm", followed by a heart-pounding pain, and she couldn't help but scream "ah". She secretly felt

I thought: It has only been a few days, how come this dog thing has grown thicker and bigger again?

Frowning slightly, he whispered: "Xiao Ji, slow down...slow down, my sister-in-law's lower part feels so... so painful."

Moji remembered that Shuisheng and Changsheng's little brothers were not very big. No wonder her tunnel was as narrow as a sheep's intestines and was muddy and difficult to walk through. He then slowed down his progress, going in one inch and immediately retreating two inches, and then continued forward.

It took him more than three minutes to walk backwards through the arduous and muddy path. When Little Moji's monk arrived at the Huanglong Mansion, the two of them could not help but let out a long sigh of relief. Moji was

She lamented the hardships of the road to Shu, but she was worried about the pain. She really echoed the saying, "If you steal a good thing, you will be afraid of the big eggs."

Moji smiled and asked her: "Sister-in-law, can I exercise now?" Because her hands were tightly wrapped around Moji's waist and back, affecting his movements.

Yang Meier rolled her eyes at him and said with a sweet smile: "Damn Xiaoji, you know how to humiliate your sister-in-law, how come you are so nice to Widow Tian?"
Chapter completed!