Cheng Wanduo jumped from the roof and followed.
Shemu suddenly stopped and turned around, and looked at Cheng Wanduo in the cold: "Leave here!"
He squatted on his body and gave off a terrible coldness, which made people shudder.
Cheng Wanduo is cold and cold, and he does not put the chill of the pastor in his heart.
She arrogantly raised her lower jaw and looked at shepherd provocatively: "If I don't leave?"
The pastoral look is cold, the peach eye has become colder than the millennium cold kiln, and it is obviously revealing a killing intention, staring at Cheng Wanduo: "You think that you are Cheng Jianxin's righteous woman, I will not Dare to kill you?"
Cheng Wanduo smiled more arrogantly, and the provocation was more obvious: "Would you kill me?"
Humu Yinyin looked coldly at Cheng Wanduo and said coldly in one word: "When the time is up, I will never let you go!"
Cheng Wanduo listened and raised his eyebrows: "So, you have long wanted to kill me?"
Shemu no longer cares for her and turns into the house.
"Hey, I will give you what you want." Cheng Wanduo looked at the back of Mu Gu, and said affirmatively.
Shepherd’s lips, what he wants, she can’t give it!
"For example, Cheng Jianxin's life."
When she was listening to the ancients, she stopped her footsteps.
He turned and looked at his eyes with a slight look, and looked at Cheng Wanduo with a glare. "What are you talking about?"
Cheng Wanduo smiled and said: "I said, hey, I can give you what you want, for example, his life."
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Song Wushou was on the body of Gu Yu, panting.
The red face is like a peach, so I want to take a bite.
After the lingering, the woman's skin is more tender and fluffy.
When she breathed, it was softly squirted in the neck of Gu Yu with a soft breath.
Like her soft, boneless little hand, gently stroking his whole body.
Let him be numb, let him tighten his waist and heat his lower abdomen.
Looking at her red face, Gu Yudi is endless tenderness.
He had a big palm and gently stroked the blue silk scattered on his chest like a seaweed.
Perfection~ The thin lips of the sensation, the curvature is beautiful, the smile is evil, "Is it tired?"
"... um." Knowingly asked.
"I like the posture just now." Gu Yuyin is hoarse, low, with temptation, but very pleasing to the ear, the word is lightly pulled out of the heart of Song.
"I don't like it!" Song Wushou complained: "Exhausted people!"
"It just happens to let you exercise. If you move, you will be exhausted. If I am not at your side, I am in danger. What should I do?"
"Auntie, this is different from that." Song Wuyou really has a mouthful to say.
How can this man mix two different things together?
"How is it different?"
"It’s awake to fight my brain. I don’t know how to do this.” Song said with a red face.
When Gu Yu heard it, he laughed even more evilly. "It turned out to be..."
His hand moved to her hips.
Song Wushou looked up at him: "What do I do?"
Gu Yu laughed evil, and his eyes were full of desires ~ seeking ~ not ~ full, "I want your mind not to be awake."
"I am so tired!" Song no worries protest.
Her protest seems to be ineffective. "This time, I am changing. You are here."
"You wolf, how can you feed it?" Song Wushou really wants to cry without tears.
Gu Yu pressed Song Wuxi under his body, and his body was full of male masculinity and was extremely strong.
"I don't want this wolf you like it?"