The village king carried Yunque to the bedside and wanted to put her on the bed.
"Both of us haven't wiped our bodies yet! Just hold me like this until I'm dry." Yunque looked at the village king with his big eyes, "Let's have a long kiss and see if we can break the Guinness record."
"Hahaha, your teacher is right about you. You are neither human nor ghost. You are really a ghost with a lot of ideas. Okay, I promise you." The village king lowered his head and kissed Skylark.
Yunque opened her big eyes while sucking the village king's tongue.
After kissing for a while, Yunque said, "Hold me tight." As she said that, she freed up a hand to sweep the king's back.
Yunque scanned it for a while, then placed his fingers on the backbone of the village king, sliding down from top to bottom, and then slowly climbed up again.
After repeating it several times, she hugged the village king again with both hands.
The village king freed up a hand and did the same thing on Yunque's back.
Yunque's movements made the village king feel comfortable, and he wanted Yunque to find the same feeling.
Skylark closed his eyes.
The kiss continued.
Skylark's face turned red.
The village king changed his hand to hold Yunque, and stroked Yunque's breast with his free hand.
Skylark felt that his face was about to burn.
The king's tongue followed the skylark's tongue in the skylark's mouth. The two tongues followed and played in a cave formed by two caves, making each other happy.
Yunque suddenly retracted his tongue, blushed, and said softly in the village king's ear: "Zhai Wang, our bodies are dry."
"Yeah. My body is dry, but you are wet here." The village king's hand slipped to Yunque's private part.
"It misses you so much that it's drooling." Skylark said softly.
"There is too much spring water, so it is leaking out. Let the water pump pump it out." The village king smiled and pointed his cannon at the mouth of Yunque's well with some force.
"Ah!" Skylark cried.
"What's wrong?"
"It's so comfortable. I can't help but scream." Skylark said with a smile.
"Oh. I'll make you more comfortable." The village king said, letting Yunque's body move.
…
For a while, Skylark felt like the world was spinning.
"Prince of the village, put me...on the bed..." Yunque was at a loss for words.
The king of the village put the skylark on the bed and climbed up on the bed himself.
As soon as he climbed up, Yunque pushed him down: "You're tired, just lie down and don't move, I'll do it..." With that, he climbed up on top of the village king.
…
The village king thought of the leaves by the river, gently swaying in the breeze. As soon as the breeze passed by, the leaves floated, and floated, one leaf after another, and finally, the leaves floated into leaf waves.
The king of the village remembered another song in his ears. The song was accompanied by the guzheng, and the tune was beautiful, like water waves flowing slowly, and like flowing clouds gently passing by.
Skylark closed his eyes, thinking about the lyrics, and rocked until he reached Grandma Bridge.
The village king and Yunque were both imagining, feeling the poetry and the sweetness of the world in their minds. They thought, no wonder, the seven fairies do not love heaven and love the world!
Suddenly, the village king, who was walking on the river bank, felt a strong wind. The wind blew, the leaves rolled, and the branches swayed. The tumbling leaves fell to his chest, and the Buddha swept them. The swaying branches slapped his legs, and he felt dizzy.
, feeling trembling.
The skylark felt that the wind was blowing her and she flew up. She flew and flew, reaching the clouds and the moon.
The village king couldn't control himself anymore. He held Xue'er with both hands and pressed her against him.
There was no sound of wind or water in the village king's ears. He could only hear his own breathing.
Skylark felt like he was slowly falling from the moon, passing through the clouds, and returning to the bed.
The sound from the TV reached their ears.
"Yunque, why didn't I hear any sound from the TV just now? The TV was not turned off." The village king asked with a smile.
"I also want to say that I just feel like I am floating, floating through the clouds, floating up to the moon. I have forgotten everything in the world. I have entered the fairyland. The fairyland is so beautiful. King of the Village, you gave me the most beautiful thing in life.
moment." Yunque looked sideways at the village king.
"Prose poetry, poetry! My beautiful writer." The village king said, clasping the breast of Yunque's chest with his hand and rubbing it gently.
"King of the Village, what I said is true. When I reached the moon, I took one look at Chang'e, and I flew away. I floated through the clouds and fell back on the bed. Do you know why I took one look at Chang'e and floated away?
"
"Oh? Why?" the village king asked.
"I saw Chang'e standing there alone with her chin in her hands, her eyebrows lowered and missing her. She was so lonely. I quickly floated away. There is my village king in the world! I was afraid that once Chang'e wakes up, she will float down and steal my village.
King, what should I do?" Skylark said and laughed.
"Okay! You are amusing me with such beautiful sentences!" the village king said, gently grabbing Yunque's breast and letting go.
"King of the Village, you must be tired! Stop teasing me. You should have a good sleep." Yunque said.
"I don't want to sleep. I want to talk to you and listen to your poetic words." The village king's hands did not stop moving.
"Go to sleep. I want you one more time. You have a good rest." Yunque said softly into the ear of the village king, then put his hand on the village king's eyes and asked him to close them.
"Okay. I'm going to sleep." The village king closed his eyes and stopped moving.
Skylark lay next to him and began to sleep with his eyes closed.
The two of them left the TV on and fell asleep listening to the gentle sound coming from the TV.
Skylark woke up and looked at the time. It was three o'clock in the morning.
After Yunque went to the bathroom, she returned to the bed and sat looking at the Walled King. She couldn't help but kiss the Walled King's eyebrows. The Walled King woke up, but with his eyes closed, he continued to pretend to be asleep.
Yunque's hands began to slide on the Walled King's chest. Slowly, she resisted and let her hand slide towards the Walled King's lifeblood and began to play with it.
The village king still pretended to be asleep.
Yunque's hand didn't stop, and his lips began to lick the king's ear.
The lifeblood of the village king slowly swelled, like an anti-aircraft gun used to masturbate.
The village king's gentle snoring remained the same.
Yunque looked at the village king and smiled secretly.
Yunque's hands stopped moving, she climbed up, and let the barrel of the village king's gun slowly slide into the deep pool...
The skylark's head rises and falls from time to time. The height changes very slowly, and the hair only swings slightly.
After a while, Yunque saw that the village king did not move, but found that his mouth was closed tightly. Yunque guessed that the village king was gritting his teeth and enduring?
The skylark's head still rises and falls, but the rhythm of change is getting faster and faster.
Skylark's hair began to move back and forth, and the village king's feet began to cramp.
The village king suddenly sat up and hugged Yunque.
Yunque smiled: "I see you are pretending."
The village king said nothing, his feet kept shaking.
After a while, the village king knocked Yunque down and pressed him up.
It was a quiet night, but there was a huge noise.
When the bed stopped swinging, the village king had already rolled over on the bed tiredly, lying flat on his back and said: "Have a good sleep again, you have to take a ride tomorrow!"
Yunque hugged the village king sideways: "I won't leave, I don't want to leave."