The Two-Faced Venerate Emperor

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"This is... no, no, no, the old slaves don't mean this."

"Isn't it going to roll?"

Two cockroaches know that it is letting them roll!

I don't know why it looks gentle and courteous, like a fairy-like son. Is it so violent today?

Even in spite of the lady’s face, I have maintained this little monk? It seems that I was really fascinated by this little monk, and I have to hurry to give my wife a spiritual crane.

The two did not dare to talk too much, bowed their heads and rushed out.

The illusion is behind them, and they are throwing apples...

I got two cockroaches like a wind out.

She threw it so cool that she found that there was something wrong with Jimo. He had a reddish complexion, a hot body, and a strange smell.

It is completely different from the **** smell of his usual body.

When I think of blood, I can't help but add my tongue and want to drink.

"You, what's wrong? It's Moya? Is it sick?" She reached out and touched his face.

The next moment, the screams screamed, "Hey, why?"

Jimo hit her up, the goal is the room, striding toward the room.

As she walked, she began to tear her clothes.

The movement is gentle and rude, gentle to her, and she does not keep her hands on the clothes, even if a small piece is like his life and death.

The tip of the finger is like a fire, and the squat is fascinating.

"Hey, bastard! What's wrong with you?" It’s awkward to start talking about it.

Jimo is like a drunken voice. "I am the enchanting scent of the singer... I just had a fox genie outside to intercept me."

I didn’t say much until the point was reached.

The illusion was frightened. "Is there a demon person in the Holy City? Is there a demon person who even looks at you?"

Finished, her pressure is great!

Not only the saints are going to rob her, but the eight great family's singers also want to rob her, and now even the demon people are watching him!

Just as she was thinking, her body was already cold, leaving only Xiaonei.

"Ordinary Meixiang doesn't touch me, but she turns into your appearance, and she goes on the road. Little things, you see it today, the last time you faked the poison of the Huanhuan snake, the husband is passionately solving for you. Poisoned, today is a real fragrance for the husband, should you come back?"

Magical face gives him a word, "roll!"

"Then go to bed together."

In the face of the illusion, the image of the noble son of the Moya is gone, and it becomes a wolf.

The illusion was thrown heavily on the bed, that is, the Moya wolf was like a white rabbit, and rushed up.

"No, I have a lot to say to you!" About his wife, big sister, old lady, and so on, she should be clear.

"Well, you ask?" The hand of Moya has been buckled on her chest, pinching, and the voice is with wine.

Wine is not intoxicating, people are drunk.

I was so soft that my body was blank, my mind was blank, and I flashed it. Where did I ask what I came up with?

"Jimoya, you bastard, your hand touched it, oh..."

There was a snoring in the back, and the language was not adjusted.

Jimo is pressed against her body, low smirk, no hands idle, and ignited everywhere. "Is there anything to ask?"

"Well, you are a big satyr... you go..."

In the middle of the ink, the method of Dongfu was completely opened.