bone cutter

At this moment, the night sky where the stars were originally shining suddenly covered the moon with dark clouds, lightning snaked across the sky, and bursts of dull thunder rumbled in the sky, as if it was brewing and ready to go.

The middle-aged man was startled suddenly, he twitched his foot, and said in a low voice: "Smelly beggar, get out of here!" Unexpectedly, his right foot was firmly held by the beggar, and he couldn't break free. In desperation, he raised his left foot and violently Kicked him on the head, then swung the dagger and stabbed him randomly.

Thick black blood splattered the face of the middle-aged man, and the beggar finally let go of the restraint, and fell on the ground again, motionless.

The middle-aged man's heart was beating wildly, his knees were weak, he secretly calmed down for a moment, and then took advantage of the night to flee in a hurry.

At this time, the beggar's face suddenly turned away, his whole face was distorted, looking at the direction in which the middle-aged man fled, he raised a strange smile, and the corners of his mouth stretched to the limit, "Found it! The last one!"

At this moment, if the middle-aged man turned his head, he would see that the beggar who had been stabbed several times by him was turning into a pile of human-shaped black charcoal at a speed visible to the naked eye, gradually disappearing into the night with the wind blowing.

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During tea time, the middle-aged man rushed home. The moment he closed the door, a thunderbolt rang in his ears like a thunderbolt. The dagger covered in black blood dangled to the ground, cursing: "It's a bad year, I wouldn't have gone to the theater if I knew it." Then he wiped off the blood on his face and walked towards the inner courtyard.

He called his young wife to undress him and take a bath.After washing off the blood stains, he soaked in warm hot water, and the remaining alcohol in his body evaporated. He slowly exhaled a mouthful of foul air and shook his head, but the image of a beggar was still in his mind. go.

Speaking of which, it seems that this beggar has never been seen before...

He frowned, and was about to try to remember, when he suddenly felt his wife's tender and slender hand slowly sliding from his back to his chest, stroking back and forth as provocatively as possible, itchy and comfortable, and the unlucky beggar was instantly touched by him Forget it.

In front of a beauty, what is that disgusting beggar?

However, the middle-aged man was still a little puzzled. He bought this little wife the day before yesterday from a poor and sick teacher. It's useless to beat him, it's useless to threaten him, Zensheng suddenly became enlightened today and took the initiative to give him a bath?

Just when she figured it out.He was very satisfied, closed his eyes and leaned against the edge of the barrel, gradually relaxed his body, and said: "Xiao Chan, I have made progress tonight. Remember to take the initiative in the future, I am happy, maybe I will let you meet your Father who is dying of illness."

Xiao Chan didn't speak, she leaned close to the middle-aged man, took out a fragrant pink handkerchief from her arms, and covered his face.

The middle-aged man under the silk handkerchief showed a malicious smile, and teased: "Little fairy, are you shy?"

Xiaochan stretched out her bright red tongue, nimbly licked his ears, her plump breasts touched his loose skin intentionally or unintentionally, the middle-aged man almost cried out.

His chest rose and fell, he opened his eyes, and ordered, "Take off your clothes."

Xiaochan stood within his line of sight, and took off one piece at a time, very slowly, quite captivating.Through the pink handkerchief, the middle-aged man could dimly see the beautiful snow-white body, standing naked in front of him, which made his lower body stiff, and couldn't help wanting to kill her immediately.

Then he said, "Come and bathe with me in the bucket."

She covered her breasts with her hands delicately, lifted her delicate jade feet, separated her legs, and stepped into the bucket, with a panoramic view of the scenery underneath.

The middle-aged man swallowed, his throat became dry and he said, "I, Lu Huaishan, have fucked so many women, and you are the one I like the most." Two red lips sealed his mouth with a silk handkerchief, green, soft, sweet.

After a long while, Xiaochan's delicate red lips were suddenly removed, and she supported the middle-aged man's shoulders and gradually sank into the water, with thousands of black hair floating on the water surface.He was extremely excited, his eyes blurred, his mind went blank for a moment, and he stroked Xiao Chan's head: "Good Xiao Chan, well done, continue, continue..."