This feeling is really amazing. This Han Chinese thing is indeed not simple.

I don’t know how long it took, but Wang Baobao’s big hand slowly slid down the pair of waves in front of him, and once again walked around his small waist, climbed up the round, plump and full tumbling, and used a little force to lift the two tumbling again.

"call--?"

Wang Baobao gave up, raised it again, and put it down!

"Ah—?" Another exclaimed, but this exclaim did not last long. The slightly stiff body in the arms, as Wang Baobao loosened his hands, his slender waist slowly moved, and the neck surrounded by his jade arms began to close vigorously. The two plump and white petals rose and fell up and down, sometimes contracted, and sometimes stretched. The breath of gasping had already sounded higher. The blushing face was filled with charming smiles, and the scarlet red lips opened from time to time, making a low sang from the depths of his throat. The voice was filled with a faint joy and satisfaction. At this time, as Wang Baobao launched another attack, a pair of eyes covered with mist slowly unfolded. Looking at Wang Baobao, he said shyly: "Husband, my good husband, please be slower and lighter. People can't help it, and they are about to scream?"

Wang Baobao laughed loudly, his strong arms and wrists had no intention of stopping. He held the two bans and raised them hard, then put them down hard, and the silver spear stabbed seemed to be trying to penetrate every time.

"Be gentle!" After a while of impulse, Mao bit Zhu Chun hard, and the feeling of rushing made her feel like she couldn't help but scream. This was a big tent, and this call would not be heard by the entire army. If it spread out, there would be no way to see people tomorrow.

"Haha, what are you afraid of? I'll be better if my beloved wife screams louder. I'll try the old man pushing a cart for her husband later? Do men from the Han family like this the most?" Wang Baobao said gasping.

"Hate-?" Mao's water-like eyes rolled his eyes, and his erect chest accompanied his delicate body, and squeezed them hard.

"Okay, I dare to say that I hate you, I think how to deal with you?" Wang Baobao's strong and powerful arms exerted a little force, lifted Mao, who was as soft as a snake in his arms, then knelt down on the brocade quilt, then put Mao down sideways, and slightly explored the middle of the two full bananas in front of him, and then took a deep breath. With force, the silver spear stabbed accurately. Soon, a sound of a raid was quickly heard.

"You are necrotic, are you necrotic?" Mao smiled and cursed twice, but he couldn't help but lifted up the tun, cooperating with Wang Baobao's extremely powerful impact.

Wang Baobao whistled twice and said, "Okay, how dare you say it?" As soon as the voice fell, the two big hands on the left and right sides hugged a pair of tun petals, clasped their bodies, and at the same time, the force of the rushing force was like a storm, with one more rapid sound of rushing, and quickly spreading across the tent.

I don’t know whether it was a powerful impact from Wang Baobao or Mao’s intentional action. After a powerful impact, Mao completely let go of his modesty, and the white wrist, which was holding the guardrail on the side of the big chong, suddenly retracted a few points. The originally motionless body slowly greeted him with coquettish voices. The sound of impact from time to time was even more violent than before.

During the impact, Wang Baobao practiced one by one according to the 36th style of Dongxuanzi of the Han people. When the eighteenth style of the sea was fishing for the moon, Wang Baobao took a deep breath and lifted Mao's body in the air. As his powerful arms and wrists continued to be recycled and sent out, he launched wave after wave of powerful attacks, and finally forced Mao, who had been holding back his head and not bowing his head, finally couldn't help but bow his head and admit defeat.

She collapsed in Wang Baobao's arms like a ball of noodles, and said with a breath: "Good husband, good husband, please spare Wan'er, Wan'er can't help it?"

"Haha, there is another trick to pack the roots of an old tree?" Wang Baobao did not have any sympathy for the beauty. He raised Mao in his arms, pointed it at the direction and gently lowered it. He called out, and the person in his arms again: "Husband, husband, please spare me, I'm going to die-?" He shouted, but his waist, which had already become as soft as dough, was still swaying from side to side, actively matching Wang Baobao's sharp movements, up and down.

The penetration was carried out one after another, and the strong cooperation of the person in his arms, he stroked his skin like blue and white porcelain with his hands, and the waves that squeezed from time to time, making Wang Baobao seem to have drunk a pot of high-quality horse milk wine. The wine was drunk just right, and he was drunk before he was drunk. The feeling of floating immortal made him unable to help but continue to ting in, slowly entering and piercing into the deepest jungle.

Similarly, waves of powerful impact made Mao know what Piaopiao Yuxian for the first time. At this time, her phoenix eyes were like water, covered with a layer of smoke. The scarlet red chun opened slightly, and her scarlet tongue licked the chun. It was already as red as a pomegranate pretty face, as if it was like the peach blossoms in March, extremely beautiful, and it was not an exaggeration to say that it was fascinating all living beings.

This charming scene happened to fall into Wang Baobao's eyes, and he breathed twice, and a low growl, and attacked again.

In the big tent, candlelight swayed, covering the entire tent with a dim halo.

On the big turmoil, two perfect bodies, one black and one white, were constantly hitting. Wang Baobao was strong and powerful, with a slightly black body in his arms. With his strength, the snow-white body moved his waist very well, and he kept moving forward from time to time. A pair of perfect feet, and a pair of slender jade, like two long snakes, surrounded Wang Baobao's bear waist, and his slightly raised neck swayed from time to time. The scarlet head sometimes stretched out, sometimes shrinked, and gently licked the already dry upper chun.

The candlelight was swaying, the night was silent, and the brocade quilt that had become messy. The white body was finally placed on the soft brocade quilt by the black body. The snow-white jade tui slightly raised its plump tun and long hair like ink. As the black body penetrated, it swayed left and right, and became crazy.

The night is as quiet as water.

After a while, my rolling body finally stopped, and the rapid gasping sound slowly became calm.

The person in his arms, exhausted, made a slight snoring sound, and the sound was like a lazy cat at night.

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Chapter completed!