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Chapter five hundred and twelve poor flower monk

Bang bang bang The door in the room was knocked loudly, and Xu Qing felt that the desire to smoke seemed to be getting stronger. It stands to reason that such a knocking method would wake up even a sleeping pig inside, but the door in the room woke up.

There is still no movement inside.e^Look

Weird, this huā monk must have gone hunting for wild food, right? Black fungus and white fungus grow together in this place. If you mess with catkins and huā, you will cry wherever you go... Xu Qing thought bitterly

, stopped knocking on the door, but he still had to take the cigarette. He blinked his eyelids and passed through the door with his clairvoyant eyes.

It was easy to first determine the location of the cigarette, then climb through the window and break the door. Unexpectedly, the whole person stood stunned at the sight. The scene in the room was so... ugh! In short, He Shang was miserable to a certain extent, but Xu Qing was still

I want to enjoy it for a while, genuine *M, Monk Huā met the foreign master this time.

He Shang, who was naked in the room, was tied to the big bed in a Tai-shaped shape, and a small black kùkù rolled into a T-shaped ball was stuffed in his mouth. Xu Qing was even 10,000% sure that this kùkù was definitely not He Shang.

It's cool, but I'm a little confused. The foreign woman standing next to the bed is obviously wearing a T-shaped kurta, and the style is exactly the same as someone's gagged one.

Regardless of her figure or appearance, the foreign woman is the type who would want to commit a crime if she looked at her from behind. To be honest, Xu Qing thought that He Shang's vision was pretty good, but her hidden taste was a little too strong.

The foreign woman held a red candle as thick as an arm in her hand, with a seductive smile on her lips. She slowly tilted the candle above He Shang's chest, letting the flame in the center slowly melt the surrounding red wax.

The dripping wax juice dripped down, all dripping on He Shang's chest.

The temperature of the newly melted wax juice has dropped a little during the dripping process, and it will not scald to the point of blistering, but the sting is unavoidable, and the feeling between injured and uninjured is something I can only understand.

The red wax oil slowly extended down from the xiōng, and finally dripped on the most important part of the man. He Shang's eyes were as wide as eggs. He wanted to scream, but his mouth was blocked by the kùkù, and he could only feel so happy.

Twisting his body, Xu Qing outside the door felt his scalp numb, and instinctively felt something was wrong.

"Damn it, this guy is so butterfly-like, he has completely changed his wife..." Xu Qing muttered quietly outside the door. This scene made people's blood boil, especially the foreign woman's upper body was naked, her legs were naked.

A huge coconut is dangling around, it’s really life-threatening!

The foreign woman put the candle next to her bed and blew lightly, "Whoa!" The flames went out with the wind, and He Shang, who was tied up in all directions, rolled his eyes fiercely.

"My dear, you are scolding me in your heart! What? What else do you want to ask the boss to tie me to the bed and chew me with a cucumber? This is not good. The cucumber should be cut into slices and covered on the face, are you right?"

The foreign woman's mouth seemed to be murmuring in a dreamy manner, and she suddenly reached out and pulled out a small knife with a thin blade and short handle from the kùkù. The blade was white and shiny, a bit like the kind of shaving knife commonly used by barbers, but the blade was sharp.

Even wider.

"Dear, I got this knife from an old antique shop. It's called a castration knife. I heard it was used to cut people in the Chinese past." After saying that, he stretched out his other hand to hold He Shang's soft penis.

Guan'er stroked it up and down a few times, woo hoo, this is really killing me. He Shang's soft penis actually stood up again. The foreign woman smiled at the sight, and then she did something jaw-dropping.

She quickly took off her thong.

Xu Qing outside the door finally uncovered a míhuò at the moment she took off her thong. It turned out that she was wearing a similar pair underneath. No wonder He Shang had one stuffed in his mouth. How dare he love this foreign woman?

I am also keen on the three insurances, but if I take off this one, it will be the 'fungus culture medium' underneath.

The foreign lady was Laura. After playing two hearty international friendly matches with this wealthy Chinese, she was about to lie down and savor the wonderful experience. Unexpectedly, the guy next to her came up with an embarrassing and dirty idea.

, what does it mean that all foreign girls like to go behind the scenes? Xie Te, you are such a big dick, you are so stupid.

Laura, who had originally developed some affection for He Shang's brave performance, suddenly became furious. The tigress added arsenic to the honey with her powerful attack. She deliberately cheered up and stirred up the fire in He Shang's heart. She fiercely used the high-definition weapon she carried with her.

The strong synthetic fibers tied up this funny bad guy, and then a huge drama took place.

He Shang, who was extremely happy and sad, never imagined that his boat would capsize in the sewers of a foreign country. The top-notch foreign girl who had been flattering her a moment ago turned into a pink Rakshasa in vain, tickling and dripping wax, feeling pleasure and pain several times.

, there were many cups on the coffee table, but he was the one who poured the honey water into bitter melon juice...

When Xu Qing knocked on the door, a glimmer of hope arose in He Shang's heart. Soon the field of hope turned into a desert of disappointment. There was only the pink devil's smile in front of him. Now this hunting buddy is crying without tears. The United States is really in danger!

"My dear, is your boss very powerful? I'm looking forward to meeting him now." Laura held the castration knife in her hand, hooked the corner of the kù with her little finger, and murmured in her mouth, she could use the electrocardiogram

She seems to enjoy this wonderful feeling of being able to understand the thoughts in the other person's mind and respond based on judgment.

He Shang was more annoyed than regretful, depressed more than fearful. He was pecked in the eye by wild geese while hunting all day long. He thought bitterly in his heart, you foreign woman wearing three underwear, I hope you are not breathable and suffocated to death.

Pull me down, wait until our boss comes and you will look good, woo! Boss, I miss you...

Laura sensed the chaos in this guy's mind, sometimes cursing and sometimes lamenting, but after complaining for a while, he would scream "Boss". She was really curious in her heart, what kind of person is that boss?

?No matter who his boss is, this dirty guy should pay some price.

"My dear, I'm leaving now, but before I leave, do you want to give me a little souvenir?" Laura smiled sweetly, but her eyes occasionally glanced at He Shang's raised head, the castration in his hand.

The knife flashed with a faint cold light as the wrist turned.

Now He Shang was really scared, with goosebumps rising up layer upon layer, and he cursed in his heart, this damn woman didn't want to cut off my brother's penis as a souvenir, right? Mother! This can't be done...

Laura wiped the blade with the edge of her kùkù, and blew lightly on the blade with her mouth full. Two cold gleams flashed in her eyes. The next moment, she raised her arm and was about to aim at a certain place to cut.

.

Peng!

The door of the room was blown to pieces by a violent force, and a white shadow flashed in from outside the broken door. Laura turned around suddenly, flicked her wrist, and whoosh! A cold star shot towards the white shadow...

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