What A Biao said to Mr. Ding is still circling in my mind.

He looked vulgar at the time and said, "Don't worry, the medicine has been mixed in the mineral water. As long as you drink a small sip, even a chaste woman will become a silver woman and a child. It is guaranteed that Mr. Ding can cook rice today and cook it so well."

So, I'm sure that at this moment, Jiang Yuhan is not hot, she is "ittingling".

Today I have lost my love luck. But this love luck is really too bad.

The palace gate was pushed open with a creaking sound, and the female ghost smiled sadly and resentfully, and had already come in.

The temperature in the side hall seemed to drop to freezing point suddenly, and I even felt a little cold in my heart. Jiang Yuhan is "very brave" now and doesn't care at all whether there is a female ghost outside or two female ghosts.

She became more restless, twisting her waist, extremely charming and enchanting. She touched me randomly, and the other held my hand and covered her chest directly.

Big! Soft! Elastic!

Very good feel.

To say something unpromising, I feel that my nose bleeding is about to spurt. This kind of fairy-like girl is so beautiful that she belongs to my will. Now, under my body, "jiao                                                                                                      �

The girls in the city are tender and tender. The skin is white and red, and it can be broken. If you pinch it, you may even pinch it out of water.

Well, now I'm not thinking about these messy things.

I must calm down, hold my breath and avoid the search of the female ghosts outside. Although I also know that it is of no use to cross a layer of coffin board, I can't give up treatment because of this.

The will to survive will make people seize every small opportunity.

I quietly turned over and pressed Jiang Yuhan under my body.

Her legs pressed against her legs, her hands controlled her wrists, and her body was tightly attached to her body. Jiang Yuhan was still uneasy, but how could her, a delicate girl's house, have the strength of me?

She was extremely afraid...

I was so lucky. I was probably a careless female ghost outside. I walked around the room, and my footsteps were getting farther and farther away. I heard the sound and I had already reached the gate of the side hall.

But at this moment, Jiang Yuhan was in trouble!

I controlled this girl and couldn't move, but she could speak.

Her beautiful eyes were watery, very blurred, her little mouth was soft and moist, her fragrant lips were opened, and she murmured: "I want..."

The footsteps of the female ghost suddenly stopped. The shrill and resentful laughter sounded again.

She turned around!

When I came back to the side hall, a gloomy and long voice sounded, just like a cat playing with a mouse: "I saw you...hehe...I saw you...hehe...I won't let you go..."

Do you know what I feel now?

There are thousands of grass and mud horses whizzing by in my heart.

I stared at Jiang Yuhan and cursed in my heart: You want, you want, you want a J (block) B!

I can't let this girl make a sound anymore, I have to block her mouth.

My hands grabbed her wrists and couldn't escape.

The only thing I can move on my body is my head.

Okay! Don’t talk nonsense, in extraordinary times, you can only use extraordinary means.

Without hesitation, I kissed the girl hard on her rosy lips.

Third uncle!

That Ah Biao, what medicine is under? Why is it so powerful?

Jiang Yuhan seemed to enjoy my rudeness very much, but he actually catered to it very much. His little tongue reached into my mouth and entangled with me.

Suddenly, the coffin lid sounded clear.

My heart twitched so much that I was so scared that the female ghost had discovered us.

But after a long time, the female ghost didn't open the lid of the coffin. She seemed to have climbed up on the coffin, stopped smiling, and sobbed softly.

Do yarn?

The five boards of the coffin, except for the lid, are three long boards and two short boards. Three long and two short boards.

There is a small gap in the short board in front of me. It is right in front of me.

I looked out through the gap, and was so close that I could see clearly through a coffin board. The female ghost must have been sitting on the lid of the coffin, her legs hanging down, and a red dress. She was wearing a pair of embroidered shoes on her feet.

Small and exquisite, with mandarin ducks playing in the water embroidered on it.

The pair of embroidered shoes swayed gently in front of me, reminding me of the story told by the old man in the village. The cold wind blew, and in the Taiqing Palace hall, more than 30 hanging Taoist priests swayed gently...

I shouted to the female ghost in my heart: Go quickly... cry your sister here... Go quickly...

The female ghost did not leave, not only cried, but also sang a song.

The voice is grieving, the singing is like weeping and complaining, as if it is singing an ancient poem.

I must show you this poem:

The wine lovers share... hugged by the soft jade lamp... I always feel affectionate when I look back and hug... I push my husband gently... I gradually trembled... I heard the sound and trembled... I tried to be even more indifferent to my husband... I didn't have any gaps... This time the flavor was so crazy... I moved... I swayed my buttocks and my arms... I slid my lips... I slid my tongue...

What is this?

I was a little confused when I heard it in the coffin. I had never been to school seriously, but I was forced by Wu Lao San and had memorized 300 Tang and Song lyrics.

This word is a bit too erotic.

What moves? What hurts? What makes you feel blown by swaying your buttocks and lips close to your tongue? What? What is this situation?

Is this female ghost singing about her original story? Or is it singing about Jiang Yuhan and I in the coffin?

At this moment, Jiang Yuhan suddenly felt impulsive and wanted to turn over.

This girl probably became even more impulsive when I kissed her. Her face was flushed and her beautiful eyes were blurred. The kiss obviously could not satisfy her. Some other measures must be taken at this time.

It’s not OK to take measures.

You have heard of cars, and even horses, but today, if I don’t take any measures, you will probably see the coffin shaking.

Jiang Yuhan struggled constantly. At that time, we were entangled in it, the coffin was shaking, and it would be strange if the female ghost couldn't find us.

But what measures should be taken?

If a person is hungry, you have to give her food. If a person is cold, you have to give her clothes. If a person is sleepy, you have to let her sleep. If a person is sick, you have to give her medicine.

Prepare the right medicine!

That's right, it's the right medicine.

Jiang Yuhan is itchy, I want to help her scratch.

Once, Widow Sun was bathing alone in a nearby pool. She had itched too, and I peeked at her entire "relieving itch".

I controlled Jiang Yuhan's hands with my left hand, freed up my right hand, stretched out my fingers, and touched the girl underneath.

She was wearing a denim skirt with black stockings inside.

My hand was pulled into her skirt, then pulled her stockings down, and stretched her hand into the stockings.

I know it's not good to do this, but if I don't do this, tell me, what should I do now?

Rush out and fight with the female ghost? What's funny? They're a fierce ghost who kills more than 30 Taoist priests. A character like me, as soon as he emerges, I'll probably be pinched to death.

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