"Goooo!"
In the bathtub, Zhang Yuan swallowed and spit, although he knew it was an illusion, but in his heart he hoped that the illusion could last longer, just as a shadow, no, that look, that action, that kind of coquettish, just shadow Can't act out, it really makes men crazy.
However, this little movie is not so good-looking. The Wannian Taohua Gong in Zhang Yuan's body is definitely not idle. The image is filtered by Taohua Gong before the other party's clothes are taken off. The one that appeared in front of Zhang Yuan was the ancient lamp. Lao Ni, he has a bald head.
Obviously, this old nun is not an ordinary person. The illusion just now was the old nun’s confrontation with him. Zhang Yuan quickly withdrew his exploration consciousness and his brain became clear. He felt that he was panicked underneath. He looked down and saw that something was like a mainstay. Standing in the water, it is not so hard, it is like steel.
Zhang Yuan ignored this guy, but took a breath, dived his head into the water, and muttered in his heart, who the hell is this old nun? Is it the enemy? How does she perceive the consciousness of exploration? Also, based on past experience, even if it is a supernatural player, it will not be so bright in the exploration radar display. Is it a super old man
"It doesn't matter, she won't mess with me, and I won't mess with her." Zhang Yuan made up his mind to avoid trouble, find Meizi, and leave as soon as possible.
"Bang bang bang." A knock on the door pulled Zhang Yuan's head out of the bathtub.
"Why?" Zhang Yuan asked. He already knew that Yumiko was outside the bathroom.
"You haven't washed it yet, hurry up," Yumiko urged outside.
Zhang Yuan smiled, "Usually someone wipes my back, no one wipes it now, so I wash slowly, you want me to wash faster..."
"Thinking beautifully, no way!" Since Yumiko stayed with Zhang Yuan, this emotional intelligence has been rapidly developed. Actually, Zhang Yuan will rush to answer before Zhang Yuan has finished speaking.
"Then I can only wash slowly." Zhang Yuan sighed.
"Damn it, I'm here to let you watch TV. I'm not asking you to do anything. You can wash it for ten days and a half." Yumiko turned back to her room angrily.
"Let me watch TV?" Zhang Yuan was stunned for a moment, and put his exploration consciousness on the TV in Yumiko's room next door.
Next door, in the living room of Yumiko's room.
"Good intentions are not rewarded, bastard, I want to be a gangster when I have a chance. I don't know why my sister likes this guy, otherwise I have to..." Yumiko shook her fist vigorously, thinking that Yibentang is such a gangster. For myself and my sister, I can think about it again. Today, on the train, he took even more advantage. It was like that... or like that... It's really bad!
"What must be done?" Zhang Yuan walked in with a smile to death.
"It must be!" Yumiko wanted to rush, but thinking that he couldn't beat him again, so he snorted and sat on the sofa, watched TV, and said angrily: "I just called you to see it. It's over now."
Zhang Yuan walked over and sat down, "Isn't he just looking for the hero of the Shinkansen."
"Yeah, you didn't see it just now. When the reporter interviewed, the erotic woman Mutoran was crying and begging you to contact her."
Seeing Yumiko's unhappy expression, Zhang Yuan relaxed and leaned against the back of the sofa and said, "I won't be the hero of the limelight, and I won't contact her."
"Who knows whether it's true or not." Yumiko's tone has softened a lot.
"Of course it is true." Zhang Yuan said, with one arm resting on Yumiko's shoulder unintentionally. For fear that she would push it away, Zhang Yuan said again: "Come on, let's change the channel. What channel is the Japanese channel?"
"Rogue! I want to watch the fashion station!"
In fact, Zhang Yuan knew about the station a few days ago at the Park Hyatt Hotel, grabbed the TV remote control, and read it easily with two mobile phones: down and then the past was adjusted, and suddenly the incomparably shocking ridicule of the big-screen TV appeared, and the men and women overlapped. , The body is connected, the action is wild, the sprint is fierce, accompanied by the action, and the exhilarating woman gasps...
"Don't look! I want to watch the fashion station!" Yumiko's face turned red in an instant, and she leaped over to grab the remote control.
Both Zhang Yuan and Yumiko had just finished taking a shower, and both were wearing robes-like pajamas. They were both panting when fighting on the sofa and entangled in the exciting scenes of the TV in front of them.
The final posture was Zhang Yuan lying on his back, Yumiko leaped on him, holding Zhang Yuan's hands with both hands, while Zhang Yuan's legs were wrapped around her soft waist.
Yumiko suddenly felt dangerous, Zhang Yuan was stimulated by the phantom of the nun, and now with such a charming movement, Yumiko’s delicate face is in front of him. Everywhere he touches his body is soft and slippery, and there is a strand in his nose. The exhilarating fragrance of a woman, the woman's gasp on TV echoed in her ears, and Yumiko's increasingly muddy breath...
"Zhang Yuanjun~ let me go, okay." Yumiko couldn't do it hard and had to come soft. Although her body was getting hotter and hotter at the moment, she was still very awake. Seeing Zhang Yuan's eyes were still hot, she quickly added Said: "Brother-in-law, if you treat me like this, my sister will be angry."
This was indeed effective. The flame in Zhang Yuan's eyes faded a lot. Zhang Yuan took a breath and asked, "Brother-in-law?" In the impression, Yumiko didn't seem to know her relationship with Miko, but now she called her brother-in-law.
"Don't try to lie to me, I saw you kiss at the gate of Sensoji Temple that day."
It turned out that this girl had known it a long time ago. Thinking that it would be too ambiguous to hold the sister-in-law like this, Zhang Yuan had to let go of his hand reluctantly, and then Yumiko blushed and sat on the side of the couch. There was an identity hindrance. Zhang Yuan I had to sit next to her angrily.
"I want to watch the fashion station." Yumiko said softly.
"Oh, Yuan had to pass the remote control over. Although he wanted to get the sisters flowers, but my sister hasn't gotten them, what if Miko is disgusted with it? When Miko is angry, she will be depressed if she can't get any of them. Moreover, deep down in Zhang Yuan's heart, he didn't want to see Meizi sad, so he could only suppress his desires and sit properly.
But the moment Zhang Yuan passed the remote control, he just saw the lap of Yumiko’s pajamas. This pajama had no buttons, only a belt tied around the waist. Just now, when he had a fight with Zhang Yuan, the placket was loose, and Zhang Yuan’s. The angle is just right to see inside, a thin shoulder strap, hanging a thin lace cup, it is a thin pink cover, and against the pink, the beautiful peaks inside the cover are very tall and straight. The pink is tender, the white is filled with powder, the bulging arc is almost bloody, and Zhang Yuan thought of the wonderful feeling of the train touching the cherry red with his fingers...
"Do you have any ideals? Zhang Yuanjun." Yumiko's sudden questioning surprised Zhang Yuan, and quickly retracted his gaze.
"Well, what? Ideal?" Zhang Yuan didn't know why she suddenly asked this question that was too stubborn and digressed. At this time, ask for some physiological knowledge or kissing skills. If it doesn't help, you should ask how many copies of your family have. Topics like bed.
If dissatisfied is dissatisfied, I still have to answer, but Zhang Yuan wants to answer, but he doesn't know what to say. If the ideal of the first life is to grow old with Murong Xinluan, then what about this life? What is the ideal? Are there any ideals
"My ideal is to let all my family, women and friends live a happy life." Zhang Yuan replied. It seems that this is his greatest wish. He is not too enthusiastic about power and money, although he wants it when he lacks money. Get rich, but when he has some money, he will be satisfied.
"Your ideal is for others, it's really great." Yumiko smiled.
"Well, it's actually not very great." Zhang Yuan touched his nose and muttered in his heart. The recent ideal is to turn you and your sister into my woman. Then Zhang Yuan asked again, "Then your ideal What?"
Yumiko didn't speak, holding the remote control and pointing at the TV. Zhang Yuan looked up and realized why Yumiko suddenly thought about ideals.
"Unexpectedly, our Yumiko's ideal is to be a model." Zhang Yuan sighed. He originally thought that Yumiko was going to answer to become a top killer. Who knew she wanted to become a model who walked on the T-channel on TV.
"Why, can't it?" Yumiko turned her head.
"No." Zhang Yuan turned his head and looked at her carefully. "Although you are not short, it is not enough to be a model." After discovering that Yumiko's eyes were dim, Zhang Yuan quickly said again, "But I also have friends in Zhonghai. , When I go back, may I take you to try it?"
Yumiko, who was a little frustrated just now, heard this, she suddenly came to God, and said excitedly, "Really?" She even grabbed Zhang Yuan's arm, but soon she sighed again, "I know she's still a little bit short. Everyone’s models are 10 cm tall."
Zhang Yuan comforted: "Your calves and feet are very beautiful, so you can make a leg model or a foot model."
"Really? Why no one said it." Yumiko was still a little unbelievable, picking up the hem of her pajamas, revealing two smooth, jade-like legs and small and exquisite feet.
"Come on, I'll help you see." Zhang Yuan moved two of them privately, rubbing the soft and soft jade soles with his palms, placing his fingers on Yumiko's delicately rounded heels, and then running along her calf. The perfect curve slides slowly... Zhang Yuan swallowed and spit, really wanting to slide his hands all the way to the base of her legs.
However, with this thought in his heart, I still can't express it. Zhang Yuan played with him and said in an old expert tone, "What a beautiful calf, it's definitely a good seedling of a leg model."
Although Yumiko knew that he was trying to spoil him, he had to move his legs with such a bright face, and then pulled the hem of his pajamas to his knees, and a more attractive scenery appeared, the two round and round ones. Half of her pink thighs appeared, especially the gap between the legs, which made the man want to go back to the end and explore the depths of the peach circle.
"Pull a little further." Zhang Yuan couldn't do anything.
"Rogue!" Yumiko suddenly cursed unwilling to cooperate, and covered her legs with the hem of her pajamas.
"No! I saw it from an extremely dedicated and pure academic perspective, pure."
"Pure fart!" Yumiko stepped on Zhang Yuan's legs with her foot, then quickly retracted, proudly saying: "You are so stupid, you are not afraid of exploding, fucking."
Zhang Yuan smiled bitterly, "Why is this right?"