In the evening, the "Baihua Tower" is full of charming and beautiful things, with singing and dancing, sweet voices and panting. WWw.QUaNbEn-xIAoShUO.COm In addition, the sound insulation effect of the rooms for guests to hang out is not very good, so the faint sound of sex can be heard and the whole building is excited.
Xiao Yueye moved a few steps, embarrassed to let others know that she was with these two embarrassing guys. He found Yan Niang and told her his request. She chuckled and then leaned into Xiao Yueye's ear and said, "Where are you, young master? Do you want Yan Niang to find one for you?"
After taking a sip, Yan Niang pretended to hit Xiao Yueye and said with a sweet smile: "Young master, I don't want to be said that old cows eat young grass? If the county magistrate finds out, why don't you skin me?"
"Young man, who doesn't know that our romantic county magistrate is your regular customer? I think you let Su Jing go because you were afraid that he would be jealous, right?" Xiao Yueye said jokingly.
Xiao Yueye, who avoided Yan Niang's pink fist, asked: "Is there anyone in Room No. 3 of Tianzi and Room No. 1 of Dizi?"
"Young Master, don't you think? Haha, if those two young masters knew about it, they would spare you?" Yan Niang was slightly surprised and then realized Xiao Yueye's intention and couldn't help but mourn for Su Jing and Song Hu.
Su Jing and Song Hu didn't know that Xiao Yueye had a lot of trouble in his heart. They were a little restrained and drank with several women, secretly reaching out to touch them from time to time.
Xiao Yueye smiled a little bit: "Then just take it over and let Song Hu help me put the medicine in the Tianzi No. 3 incense burner." Xiao Yueye took out a paper bag and handed it to the surprised Yan Niang.
"this is?"
"Don't worry, I just want to help him once. Just follow my instructions and do the right thing." Xiao Yueye whispered something quietly into Yanniang's ear, smiled mysteriously, and ran towards the backyard.
Yan Niang sighed softly towards Su Jing and Song Hu who still didn't know anything, showing sympathy and teasing expressions, but she was quickly suppressed. She used a silk handkerchief to lightly wipe her sweat. Yanniang twisted her huge waist and walked towards the table where Su and Song were sitting.
"Hey, you two young masters are quite shy. Come on, Yan Niang will take you to the room to rest for a while. The girls will be here soon." Su Jinghe affectionately pulled the two drunken and blurred Su Jinghe. Song Huyanniang glanced at the turtle slave on the side and indicated the direction of Tianzi Room 3 and Dizi Room 1. The turtle slave was stunned for a moment and then realized what he was doing and hurriedly ran upstairs.
"Baihua Building" has two floors. Opposite the main door on the first floor is a large staircase. The second floor is full of wing rooms, among which Room No. 3 with Tianzi and Room No. 1 with Dizi are separated by Yan Niang’s room.
After sending Song Hu into Room No. 3, Yan Niang poured him a cup of tea herself. The latter's face was slightly red but she looked at Yan Niang eagerly.
Yan Niang secretly smiled in her heart: How pure! She walked to the table, opened the incense burner, covered Song Hu's sight with her body, poured the powder from the paper bag Xiao Yueye gave her in her belt, and said with a sweet smile: "Young Master Song, don't worry, I'll be here soon. You go first." Keep up the good work and there will be a big battle ahead!”
Hearing the ambiguous words in the ears of Song Hu, a young virgin, he immediately blushed and lowered his head in embarrassment. Yan Niang calmly put the paper bag away, then turned around and approached Song Hu, lifted the bed and took out a picture album from underneath and handed it to Song Hu.
"Master Song, please study this erotic book carefully and wait for a while. You can communicate more with the girls, haha!" Yan Niang couldn't help but chuckle when she saw Song Hu almost burying his head and turned around and left without saying anything.
But when she left, she looked mysteriously at the incense burner on the table that was emitting white smoke. Then she looked funny at Song Hu secretly opening the album and closing the door to Su Jing's side.
Su Jing is much calmer than Song Hu. He has a better drinking capacity, so he is still looking around the house curiously.
Yan Niang smiled and walked in. A gust of fragrant wind blew over Su Jing and frowned slightly.
"Master Su, please wait for a moment and the girl will come." Yanniang said in a sweet voice, hugging Su Jing's shoulders, and caressed Su Jing's lower body with her right hand as if unintentionally. She immediately felt the ecstasy and couldn't help but laugh in her heart.
Su Jing had never experienced such an affair before, how could he withstand Yan Niang's instigation? Then he looked at the two white peaks under his eyes, swallowed hard, and immediately sat down on the bed with his body arched and his face pink.
Yan Niang secretly sighed: How could I, who is like a pig, give birth to such a handsome boy
Seeing Su Jing's secretive look, Yan Niang smiled and stopped teasing him.
"There is tea on the table with tonics added to it, which will make you victorious all night, young master. Yan Niang went out first."
After seeing Yan Niang go out, Su Jing finally breathed a sigh of relief. He touched his already erect penis, looked at the tea on the table, thought for a moment, then picked it up and poured it into his mouth.
After waiting for a while, the door creaked open, and a pretty and charming girl in her 28s came in. She broke up more than a month ago, and she only had romantic relationships with four people. However, under Yan Niang's training, she has become a veteran. She is not able to deal with Su Jing, a lamb.
Guihua had already learned from Yan Niang that Su Jing was a virgin who had never touched a woman. The medicine and tonic mixed in the tea made Su Jing's eyes reddened. Osmanthus knew that there was no need to have sex now, she twisted her waist and took off the thin green gauze on her body, revealing her white and delicate skin in front of Su Jing. How could the latter endure it? He used his last bit of reason to close the door and rushed forward like a hungry tiger pouncing on food, crushing the sweet-scented osmanthus beneath him.
There is a lot of romance in the hibiscus tent. Yin and Yang are reversed and water and milk blend together. What cannot be described in this world is the romantic past. What cannot be described is the love between men and women!
Putting aside the charming atmosphere in the room here, Song Hu felt extremely uncomfortable in Song Hu's room.
After drinking that cup of tea, Song Hu was already so horny that he couldn't control himself after waiting for so long. He had already stripped off all his clothes, leaving no underwear behind, and was lying flat on his back, gasping for air.
Song Hu's mind kept flashing with the postures and sexual scenes in the erotic book, and his body kept squirming. The dragon root in the center stood tall.
It's no wonder he was like this, because the paper bag Xiao Yueye gave him was not a serious thing. It was the yin and yang ** powder that Xiao Yueye configured according to ancient recipes, which was several times stronger than ordinary **.
The door was gently pushed open and a shy girl walked in. She was wearing a very elegant skirt, her head lowered and her cheeks flushed. When she accidentally saw Song Hu's towering figure, she turned around and wanted to leave.
The girl shook her silver teeth and her heart softened as she thought about what Xiao Yueye said and looked at Song Hu's red veins all over his body. She took a deep breath, took off her clothes, and walked toward Song Hu in a holy manner. Then she was hugged by him and pressed under her.
Song Hu was now in a trance, his eyes were blurred, and he didn't pay attention to what the girl in front of him looked like. He kept replaying the pages of erotic paintings in his mind and started doing it naturally. The girl below had a look of pain on her face, biting her lips and hugging Song Hu, shedding a tear from the corner of her eyes.
As the saying goes, if one night of chatting makes everyone happy, all enemies will be settled. As long as there is no cloud in the Wushan Mountain. **The bitterness is short and the cold is all gone. ****The delicate panting cannot be whispered.
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This chapter is relatively naughty, but after finishing Bu Nu, I realized that I’m really not good at writing h haha. (Quanben Novel Website www.QUaNbEn-xIAoShUO.com)