80s: Little Sweet Wife

The door of Wu Yue's room was not closed tightly, and ambiguous voices could be heard from time to time. How could Father Song still sit still? ◢Щщш.suimeng.lā

Seeing Wu Yue's young and beautiful body, gently swaying under her son's body, Song's father's eyes almost popped out, his mouth was dry, but his body leaned forward more and more.

Unconsciously, the crack in the door was getting wider and wider, but he didn't know it.

Wu Yue opened her eyes inadvertently, and was startled by Song's father standing at the door. Disgust rushed up, but she resisted it.

She was still a little unbearable, but now, she can only wish to smash these two beasts into tens of thousands of pieces, in order to dispel the hatred in her heart!

Today... all will come to an end!

Song Baoliang finished one round, but he wasn't greedy. He was about to get up and put on his clothes, but Wu Yue grabbed him and took the initiative to straighten himself up. Song Baoliang was young and strong, and he was full of energy.

Father Song was very itchy when he saw it, the little girl has such a big appetite!

Although he looked greedy, Father Song just watched. He remembered his identity and didn't want to do anything outrageous.

He Biyun never came back, and Song Baoliang's second round was over. Wu Yue gritted her teeth with hatred, and even complained to He Biyun. ..

Useless stuff, it takes so long to buy a bottle of wine!

Song Baoliang was bewildered by the beauty trick again, and the new battle continued. Song's father was even more stunned. He stood in front of the open door, unaware.

Wu Yue gritted her teeth, thinking about whether she would just do it all the time, she would have to add some more ruthlessness, anyway, she has already been subjected to so many men...

One or two more would be fine.

She raised her wrist and looked at it. Twenty minutes had passed, and He Biyun should be back soon. She squinted at Father Song who was stunned, and a sneer appeared on her lips, which was fleeting.

Song Baoliang was a little tired. He was lying on Wu Yue's body, panting. Wu Yue smiled at Song's hot father. He hooked his fingers and stood up. Song's father, who was already burning with lust, still remembered his identity, panting. Puffed up.

"Dad, how are you..."

Song Baoliang was stunned.

Father Song pushed him away and roared, "This little girl has a big appetite, and it takes our grandfather to suffice."

Wu Yue did not evade, and only let Father Song move. In order to achieve her goal, she no longer cared about anything, but her ears were pricked up, paying attention to the movements outside.

finally……

The sound of footsteps sounded in the distance. He Biyun walked heavily, and the footsteps were very special. Wu Yue could hear it. She glanced at the scissors on the table at the door~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The corner of her lips curled slightly.

The time is just right!

Song Baoliang still hasn't recovered his senses. He said that it was his daughter-in-law, so why is it now shared by him and his father?

Wu Yue glanced at Song Baoliang, who was still naked, and then glanced at Song's father, who had lost his mind. The footsteps outside the door were getting closer, but the father and son were unaware.

Time is up……

Wu Yue took a deep breath and cried, "...don't...don't, please let me go...mom... come and save me..."

The voice gradually rose, and Father Song didn't take it seriously at all. He swayed and said disdainfully, "What are you pretending to be in front of Lao Tzu, didn't you enjoy it just now?"

"No...Uncle let me go...Brother, let me go...Please, I still have to go to university, don't..." Wu Yue begged bitterly, tears streaming down her face.

He Biyun, who came with the dishes, heard her daughter's cry, her face changed greatly, she put down the dishes and rushed towards the open room.