My past life was a fan of all men

Mo Lang's sword eyebrows were twisted into an "S" shape where the river meanders forward, a blush appeared on his fair cheeks, he blinked and looked at the slightly round figure in front of him, with a chubby little face The little champion, but the little champion turned his back and flew towards him, twisting his buttocks and flying onto the back of a steed. Mo Lang seemed to understand what the little champion was thinking.

"Do you want to be born in this family?" Mo Lang didn't even dare to think about it. Originally, he only wanted to find a child from an ordinary family to give to the Qian family, but he didn't expect that he would be the most talented, high-end, gentle, and knowledgeable child. Knowing about books and rituals, the talented champion Lang was willing to be born...

The little number one scholar raised the corners of his pale red lips, his clear and clear eyes shone with light, his big watery eyes curved into a charming arc with a smile, his small mouth was slightly opened, and the tip of his tongue was stretched out, looking towards the Lang nodded, blushed and said with a smile, "Yes!"

Mo Lang was stunned for a moment, his earlier wandering eyes suddenly became focused, and he hurried back to the "Big Dipper" pace, then folded his hands together and reversed, biting his fingertips with his teeth, a few drops of hot blood splashed on the mahogany sword into a bright spot. The little red water droplet landed on the tip, and he turned around and leaped seven steps back. Wherever the Taoist robe passed, the peach blossoms were burning, and the rice split waves overlapped, floating like rain. In the middle, the right hand circled around and then swung the palm wind in the direction of the little champion. The flowers bloomed scorching like the scorching sun. Ronghua, Juechen outstanding.

Then wave 36 poses with the mahogany sword, kick back the corner of the Taoist robe with one foot, stand on tiptoe with one foot and stretch both hands and arms, the true energy of the mahogany sword is condensed on Mo Lang's chest, pointing at Xiao The champion, the three drops of hot blood from the tip of the sword flew straight to the little champion, and a grain of grains flew in between the eyebrows of the little champion. Fly to the bedroom upstairs.

Balls of peach blossom rice were divided into petals to form barriers, protected by Mo Lang's blood full of true energy. Wherever the horse's hooves passed, miasma turned into mist and dispersed. In the blink of an eye, the white horse had already arrived at the door of the dormitory. Raising its two front hooves, its white mane fluttered wantonly in the wind, and its two piercing eyes were filled with brilliance, making the moonlight and stars dim.

Just as he was about to leap forward, Mo Lang looked sideways and saw the little girl who was still squinting and sleeping soundly in front of the door.

The steed flew into the bedroom, Mo Lang fluttered in mid-air, and the Taoist robe rolled up and down slowly from top to bottom.Mo Lang sat cross-legged on the ground. After a while, he let out a long breath and opened Mo Tan's eyes.Sun Ran was so frightened that his hands and feet went limp, and Sun Ran, who was crying like rain, stretched out his hands to wipe away the crystal tears from the corners of his eyes, staggered to his feet and ran over, stretched out his hands to support Mo Lang, the muscles on his face were already stiff and twitching, and his voice was choked up He said: "Master, how are you? Are you okay? Shall we go to the hospital, I see you just spit out a mouthful of blood."

Mo Lang pursed his lips, stretched out his slender and fair hand to pat Sun Ran's arm, Yun Danfeng slightly raised the corners of his lips and said lightly: "Don't worry, I'm fine. I'll be fine after a few days of rest. "

Sun Ran frowned deeply, doubts still in his heart, "Is it okay to spit out such a big mouthful of blood?"

"Xiao Ran, I'm really fine." He took a long breath, and then said: "Go and open the door of the hall, the formation has been completed."

Sun Ran walked to the red wooden door with strides, stretched out his hand to unscrew the lock, and opened the door. A glaring sunlight came in through the crack of the door. Once the old lady saw the door opened, she didn't need someone to help her. Five steps counted as three. The first sentence when I ran to the door: "Is the formation over? Is my little golden grandson here?"

Sun Ran pursed his lips, staring at the old lady with mostly white eyes, and said in his heart, he only cares about his unborn grandson, and he doesn't care about my master, he has already vomited blood up.

The old lady bypassed Sun Ran, staggered to Mo Lang, looked at Mo Lang dryly with piercing eyes and said anxiously: "National teacher, do I already have my little golden grandson?"

"Well... yes, there are more than one, they are dragon and phoenix twins." Mo Lang raised his ink-like eyes and continued: "That girl, when she is born, you must also take care of her well. You can have this little golden grandson, She also has half of the credit." Then Mo Lang squatted down and handed the water plate containing a golden-scaled carp to the old woman, "This golden-scaled carp is not an ordinary fish, you have to take good care of it."

Seeing that the old lady glanced at Jinlin with a disdainful look, Mo Lang continued to add: "Jinlin is here, and the little Jinsun is here. If Jinlin is dead, the little Jinsun is gone!" The old lady was so frightened that she hurriedly hugged the water tray into her arms In it, take care of it like the most precious treasure in the world.

Sun Ran turned around and saw Mo Lang standing upright. Under the radiance of a bright light, he looked like an immortal. His Taoist robes stretched to the ground. His face was like a crown of jade, every turn, every look, every sigh was deeply imprinted in Sun Ran's heart, which made him unable to restrain himself several times.

The old lady straightened her back with a smile on her face, raised her head, pulled her throat and shouted loudly to the second floor with all her strength: "Zheng'er, don't tire yourself too much, take a rest, the national teacher said it's ok..."

Listening to Sun Ran, he fell into a tumble on the spot, oh my god...you are the one who told your son to work harder, now...you have a little golden grandson, so you start to feel sorry for your son, isn't it too late...broken thing!

In the dormitory on the second floor, Qian Zheng was naked and lying on the bed with his arms bare. Things were already soft as numb. He was exhausted and stretched out his four muscles lying on the bed in a large font. There was only a thin bright white sheet covering him. Xuefeng's buttocks were half covered, luckily when the old lady called him to rest, he had already lost his temper, otherwise, he would have been too scared to ejaculate!

Qian Zheng was sweating profusely, and his psoas and shoulders were covered with sweat drops. After tossing for nearly an hour, this was really embarrassing for Qian Zheng. After all, he was forced to do it in broad daylight... In the bathroom, there was a Some skinny women are taking a bath. Across a translucent glass, the woman seems to be humming a song while scrubbing her body contentedly. Although she is thin, the exquisite "s" curve on her body is still distinct, flickering. Suddenly, listening carefully, you can hear the sound of "rustling" dripping water.

Qian Zheng has already forgotten how long it has been since he had such a good time. He has worked hard to have children all these years, and the matter of the bed has become a task. The fire flies by, the ten-mile spring breeze, the old trees sprout and flowers are all over the branches, and the bamboo shoots burst through the soil after the rain!