Carrying the person with one hand, he bypassed a group of stoves and entered the innermost part of the mountain, his resting room.
Bang, he simply threw the fish onto a bamboo bed, and Beiming Changfeng pressed him on top of it.
"Young Master, what do you want to do?" Ziyu was suddenly startled and raised his head with his hands on the bed. This place was as hot as a volcano. What did he want to do?
"To your satisfaction." He tore his clothes open, and Beiming Changfeng pressed on him.
"Young Master, well..."
The sound of bamboo and wood rises and falls.
Amidst the cat-like moans, the bamboo bed began to shake.
The inner circle is like fire, and the outer circle is surrounded by fire. As expected, passion must be set off by fire.
Separated tightly by a stone wall, the sound of banging and walking could be clearly heard.
Ziyu had never been so overwhelmed in front of so many people. Although there was a wall between them, the feeling of being watched in front of a large audience could clearly be felt in his limbs. It was embarrassing and embarrassing.
The feeling of being forcefully pleased by Beiming Changfeng...
Even those who have experienced hundreds of battles cannot hold on, let alone Ziyu.
"Woo, eldest son... no more... stop, stop..."
"Stop? You're not satisfied yet." Beiming Changfeng refused.
"Satisfied, satisfied." Ziyu hugged Beiming Changfeng's back and nodded repeatedly. She was satisfied, really, very satisfied.
"Are you sure?" Beiming Changfeng looked down at Ziyu in his arms and nudged him maliciously.
Ziyu took a deep breath due to the pressure, and the corners of his eyes were filled with water stains that he couldn't suppress: "OK, sure."
"Promise to look for iron ore?" Beiming Changfeng moved his hand around Ziyu's chest and pinched the pink and tender breast.
"..." How disgusting, Ziyu glared at Beiming Changfeng, but those eyes full of lustful tears were glaring at people, and they were clearly inviting people.
Beiming Changfeng, the head of the house, said nothing and worked hard.
"Ah..." Ziyu screamed suddenly, and his whole body trembled.
The friction inside her body was on fire. It was so hot that she almost felt like she was burning from the inside. And the outside was so hot that it was as if she was in a fire pit, as if she were inside a volcano. Such double suffering made her feel as if she was going to change in the next moment.
A fish that is cooked inside and out.
"No...no...I promise, I promise..."
She couldn't bear it anymore, being intimate in the crater like this.
Beiming Changfeng looked at Ziyu who was crying and begging for mercy. He twitched his lips with satisfaction for a while and said, "Xiaoyuer, you are still very young."
People say that couples fight at the end of the bed, but when Bei Ming Changfeng and Ziyu discussed the matter, it was actually settled in bed. As expected, the culture of bed is a very special one, and it has deep meaning.
As soon as he was released by Beiming Changfeng, Ziyu immediately ran out of the mountain at a speed of 100 meters.
The mountain breeze blows slowly and coolly.
Sure enough, it's better to be outside.
Taking two deep breaths of fresh air, Ziyu turned around and glared at Beiming Changfeng, who was walking out slowly. He crossed his arms and said, "You can find mines if you want me to, but I have one condition. What I'm looking for is mine.
From now on, mines, ores, ironware, everything, as long as it comes from my hands, must be under my management. I am the absolute master of these industries, and no one can handle my things beyond me, including you, including
You Zhenbei Wangfu."
At this point, Ziyu raised his head and said, "If you agree, everything will be easy. If you don't agree, we'll break up. It's up to you."