MTL - The Cry of the Phoenix Which Reached the Ninth Heaven-Chapter 17 The beauty of the cockroach is only for the emperor!

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The seventeenth chapter is beautiful, only for the emperor!

Looking at the stunner on the bed, the night can't wait to press it up, the thin lips slipped over Yao Mo's ear, the hot tongue tipped against the soft earlobe, and the white teeth gently bite. The kiss of the night game all the way down, leaving a trace of pink in the neck, the hands can not help but cover the abundance of Yao Mo's chest, a certain part of the body has seen the momentum.

Yao Mo's attire responded to the enthusiasm of the night game, the smooth jade finger back and forth on the back of the night game ###, this moment, she suddenly wanted to insert her finger into the heart of the night game, will that The heart burst out and see what color the blood flowing above.

"Hey like you... do you believe?" Feeling the heat behind, the action of the night game became more and more rude. At this time, the last coat of Yao Mo's body had been thrown out.

"Mo Zhen will not move his mind, what the emperor said, Mo Zhen is all convinced..." Looking at the night smashing the shackles on his chest, Yao Mozhen’s eyes suddenly flashed.

"You are so beautiful..." The young body always exudes the temptation to make men want to stop, and Yao Mo's lips slowly evoke. Yao Mozhen, this demon finally jumped into your trap and is slowly sinking, so you have to laugh and smile...

"Mo Yu's beauty, just for the emperor to see ... oh ..." Yao Mo's eyebrows are slightly stunned, snoring, the body somewhere like a tearing pain, but the curvature of the lips is getting heavier a bit. Such a tight body seems to be a butterfly that breaks through the shackles and pushes the enthusiasm of the night game to the limit.

The dark scorpion sings out the man's most primitive beast, and the night sings with both hands on Yao Mo's snow shoulders, desperately trying to capture her beauty, how many women in the harem, but no one can be like the human body underneath The general can bring him such a ecstasy touch, the night game is drunk in this wonderful body, indulging in the stagnation and boredom of the heart in these days.

Looking at the night of the game, the sweaty and cold face, Yao Mozhen has a slap in the face and a cold, she can see that the night tree likes this body, likes it.

"The emperor... lightly... the slaves hurt..." Yao Mozhen whispered, looking at the night with a shy look, tears swirling in the hustle and bustle, Chu Chuke The appearance of the human being makes the mind of the night game once again collapse.

"The pain is called out... Don't hold back..." The night of the game was heavy and gasping, the hoarse voice rang intermittently, the body kept attacking the city slightly, and the pity was not his sect. He Only the enjoyment is the surrender and awe of the whole world.

"Ah... it hurts..." Yao Mozhen obeyed and satisfied the despicable selfishness of the night game, his voice was soft and charming, so the night game could no longer hold the sprint. Climbing to the cloud alone...

The black clouds are topping, the thunder and thunder, the lead-colored clouds are rolling, and the air is filled with the smell of a mountain of rain.

In the east of the city, a burst of snoring broke the peace of the week. In the main courtyard, Dou Xianglan seemed to be a mad dog, pulling the hair of Su Muzi, and she took her on the ground, then lifted her foot and died. Su Muzi, who is full of scratches, screams

"I should have guessed that you are a slave! Five years ago, you didn't kill you, you counted your life. Today, see how I lived your skin! 贱 贱婢 贱婢! 狐妖妖子! I know that seduce men!" Dou Xianglan The face is stunned, and the red eyes are like a fire-breathing straight to the Su Mu-Zi, one-legged, both hands attacking, and the Su Mu purple body is straight and twisted.

"Bad woman! Let go of my mother!" Just then, a little boy of four or five years old did not know where to run out, and his face rushed to Dou Xianglan, and it was a bite, and the straight bite of Dou Xianglan yelled. .

"Yuer, you are going back soon, don't come over!" On the ground, Su Muzi reluctantly looked up and pushed Yao Yu, who ran over her hands.