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The painting boat docked on the shore of the brothel courtyard rescued the steward. He led Tao Cheng onto the boat, and then went to help light the lanterns and candles, "This room is more spacious and quiet than the one above. "

Tao Cheng interrupted him before he finished speaking, "Keep your mouth tight and explain to everyone below you."

The steward repeatedly agreed, seeing that staying any longer would be a curse, he patted the hem of his clothes resentfully, turned around and closed the door, sighed and got off the boat and told the mother and maid to go.

Candles flickered in the room, and there was only the sound of light breathing in the silence for a moment.

As soon as he was put on the bright red brocade quilt, he rolled himself into a ball impatiently, his brains boiled, his whole body seemed to be immersed in a steamer, he was suffering and anxious, his lower body straightened up and his swollen penis couldn't wait She really wanted to be stroked to vent, even the unspeakable acupuncture point at the back wanted to be messed with by something before giving up.

The brocade quilt was cool and comfortable, Qing Mo grabbed it and rubbed it back and forth, and within a few strokes, the loose outer shirt was messed up, and Tao Cheng's naked body was completely in his eyes, he stood beside the bed, Clenching his hands tightly into fists, he stared at the twitching man for a moment. After a while, he said, "Qingmo, do you know who I am?"

Qingmo has been forced by lust to the point of disregarding shame, touching her body with one hand to defy herself, and stretching out her other hand vigorously towards Tao Cheng, grabbing a few times before catching the corner of Tao Cheng's clothes, Qingmo suppressed and moaned, "Master. ..”

Master?Tao Cheng chuckled in his heart, yes, as long as he can remember, this elder brother has lived with the servants of the Tao family, living in the most remote side yard where there is not much sunlight, and interacting with those servants all day long. The nuns stayed in one place, and Qingmo was not allowed to set foot in the main courtyard where even the servants could come in and out.Just like the servants, they called him the first young master, and Tao Che the second young master, with all respect.

Tao Cheng glanced at the hand caught in the corner of his clothes, feeling confused, then squatted down, and touched Qingmo's neck with his fingers. There was a scar there, a blemish on this delicate neck, Tao Cheng Cheng asked again, "What else?"

Qing Mo couldn't even shake his head, and all his strength was spent on self-blasphemy. The strong pleasure eroded his consciousness, and only the thought of "wanting to ejaculate" was left in his head, "Ah... ah Um...to..." Qingmo's breath was hot, and the next moment he met Tao Cheng's eyes, he tensed up to climax, "Ah! Aha..."

The smell of mutton was scattered in the air, and her white and slender body trembled slightly, as if she had really exhausted all her strength. After several streams of semen sprayed randomly on her chest and clothes, Qingmo lay motionless and limp Under the brocade quilt, only large swaths of tears poured out muffledly.

Tao Cheng suppressed his anger, moved the hand that touched the scar to his face, and impatiently wiped it casually, stained with wet hands, he said half mockingly half angrily, "Women who thread needles and threads do real work." If you have the time, why don't you use it to practice martial arts?"

Qingmo is still immersed in the aftertaste of venting, but it's a pity that the love potion made itching invade every inch of flesh and blood, making him feel like he wants to vent more, Qingmo opened his hazy tearful eyes, and his lips trembled, " I...I itch..."

Tao Cheng's eyes were dark, he stood up, took off all his clothes and knelt down on the bed, and turned over with Qingmo, asking him to lie on his body with his legs wide open, "You used to be able to hold small twigs Make two tricks with me, how can you get into such a ghostly state now?"

The body was touched and Qingmo moaned comfortably. Even though the posture was so embarrassing, he tightly tightened his legs and wrapped them around Tao Cheng's waist, "Master... ah! Aha... I... "The fleshy root that just ejaculated was suddenly caught in the palm of his hand, and the sound of sticky water lingered in the curtain of the square bed, Tao Cheng was very excited when he heard it, the person under him was obviously two years older than him, but he was as tall as he was. Smaller than himself, Xu Shi never sees the sun, and his body is set off by the bright red brocade quilt and scattered black hair, making him even more radiant and fair.

Tao Cheng took a deep breath, let go of the fleshy roots that had been erected again by him, and kneaded Qingmo's body wantonly with both hands, confiscating any strength, and there were bright red marks all over his fingers, causing a series of emotional groans Humming, Qingmo waved his hands softly, finally caught Tao Cheng's fingers and refused to let go, "Master... I... behind... woo..."

It was still too hard to say, Qingmo bit her lips while trembling and eagerly crying, only pushing her waist upwards, trying to let her butt rub against the hot penis, Tao Cheng was spurted by his teasing blood Zhang, clasped his wrist with his backhand and pressed it against the pillow, "Qingmo, you are so pitiful and hateful." After saying that, he tilted his head and bit Qingmo's neck, holding the scar between his lips and teeth.