Back in the room in front of me, Ogawa took off his wet pajamas and changed into a clean dress. Then he got into his quilt, but why can't he sleep at night
My penis is still a bit hard
I didn't vent my feelings twice today, it seemed that I had to solve it myself
He leaned against the pillow and stroked his right hand back and forth, but at first glance, he saw the large piece of sister's vaginal fluid and love juice thrown on the spring stool beside the bed, and his heart was shaken again.
My sister is a standard beautiful girl. She not only has a beautiful face, but also has a slender and charming figure.
Although I didn't see the secret place, I touched it enough, and it was even more refreshing and full. The two labia were tight, which was so attractive to men
Even more like my sister's watery and sweet and sexy spirit, she is really born with a demon, foxes and bones
Usually, as long as I meet a girl who is less than half as much as my sister, I will never let her go
But I'm so tight today
I can't help but admire my concentration
After thinking about it, Ogawa couldn't help but feel a little regretful.
My sister is such a good girl, why can’t I take the lead but keep her for other men to enjoy?
Isn’t there a saying: The water will not flow to outsiders’ fields!
But this is incest!
The word incest is always associated with sin
As the saying goes: Bastard means cursing that the whole family is mixed together, and it is worse than the beast.
Can you afford it yourself?
I remembered the words of my sister who wanted to be her own wife, and I couldn't help but laugh.
If the sister really becomes her own wife, will she call her father or uncle when she gives birth to a child in the future?
But this is easy to deal with. Anyway, both father and uncle are elders. So if you have a child with your mother, would you call yourself a father?
Or call me brother?
If you call me brother, you are obviously the father of the child; if you call me father, you are the same mother as her and have a hole!
Isn't this a mess?
But it's good to my mother. She gave birth to it anyway, and it's all her children.
If his daughter Tingting grows up, she will incest with Tingting again, will the child she gave birth to is called her father or grandfather?
My daughter is even worse. She is obviously her children, but she is her younger brother and sister... Thinking of this, Ogawa no longer feels guilty, but she feels inexplicably stimulating and excited... He rubs his cock hard, as if he is fucking his mother, sister and daughter
It took him a long time to fall asleep
The next day I had a very boring breakfast, no one said anything
Everyone has a ulterior motive, and they all look like they haven't had enough sleep
Ailan looked down at her son, but she didn't dare to look at her son.
Only Xiaojuan occasionally glances at her beloved brother
Ogawa tried his best to suppress himself from going to see his mother and sister, as if he would have unspeakable blasphemy as soon as he saw them.
When he came back tonight, he didn't go to his sister's room
This has been like this for several days
He was afraid that as soon as he entered, he would not be able to restrain the temptation of incest thoughts.
Ailan no longer lifted her son's quilt
Only when my son is away, I will go into my son's room to clean
Over the past few months, the family talked less and less
Xiaojuan looked even more resentful
And on Sunday, when his daughter Tingting came back, it seemed to be a torment for Ogawa.
My daughter is getting more and more beautiful and cute, and Ogawa is getting less and less afraid to hug her
It seems that my incest idea has been achieved by my daughter who is only three or four years old.
But my daughter kept asking her father to hug her
The unsuppressed desire, Ogawa can only vent his love.
Needless to say, Miss Su in the newspaper office, he creates opportunities to get along with her alone almost every day, and then has sex with her crazy
It looks like those small mansions outside, and the tycoons' outdoor rooms, especially the third concubine of the governor of a province in her thirties, felt that her little lover was becoming more and more brave.
She liked it several times and said she would use her generous private money to help Ogawa open a newspaper or do business
But only Ogawa himself knows that all he has in them is just venting sexual desire
No matter how many sex games there are, no matter how beautiful a woman is, she cannot let him have the stimulation and pleasure of just a blind date with his mother and sister that night!
◆◆◆◆◆◆◆◆◆
It's the end of May in a blink of an eye, and the business of the newspaper has improved.
The revolutionary army in the south kept fighting, and the revolutionary party in Shanghai kept causing trouble
There are more and more social news, and the business of newspapers is getting busier and busier
Ogawa naturally became busy as well
That day, he had just kissed Su Su in an old place. Before his hand could be reached into the fragrant embrace, the phone number outside the newspaper insider rang like a death-seeking call from the insider.
There is no way, he had to look like Susu made a ghost face
Su Su smiled and pinched the hard part in front of his pants: Hurry, "Luogeli" asked you to be exiled.
He whispered another incense on Susu's pretty face, and then walked and chanted: Yunyu listened to the bell and answered the officials, and Zouma newspapers and swept the bus...
Pick up the microphone and fuck that mother...
Before he could say the swear words, he heard Editor Luo’s rushing cry: Hurry! Hurry! Xiao Zhang… Take that “Lycra” and come to “Shi” first! Hurry…
What's the matter? So urgent
There were waves of noise and an anxious voice from the other end of the phone: I am at the East Railway Station now! Did you hear that something big happened... The parade has begun... I heard that all factories and schools in Shanghai will participate... Maybe there will be a strike... The parade must go to Nanjing Road... You can take a good place there, and I will come to you...
Before he finished speaking, the phone was cut off and probably snatched away by another reporter
As soon as he heard this big thing, Ogawa's reporter's instinct made him jump up immediately, opened the cabinet and took out the German 'Lycra' camera and wanted to run out.
The clever Susu grabbed him: What's the matter, so panicked?
Something big happens, there will be a demonstration on Nanjing Road soon. I have to go quickly!
Oh, on the demonstration on Nanjing Road, foreigners from the Industrial Bureau will definitely press this down and prevent foreigners from "copying targets" (searching body) from confiscating your camera.
(Note: Municipal management agency established by foreigners in the Shanghai Concession of the Ministry of Industry) Ogawa saw that it was a special PAS from the Ministry of Industry, editor Luo, who was powerful and powerful, who had a special PAS from the Ministry of Industry, enjoyed the privilege of passing through any level in the Concession. Even the main building of the racing hall that only foreigners could enter can enter and exit at will.
Ogawa was overjoyed, hugged Susu and kissed him, then ran downstairs
Sure enough, all Chinese stores on Nanjing Road have started to open door panels
Ogawa grabbed a clerk who was closing the door and asked
The clerk told him that the Japanese director of Shenxin Spinning Mill shot and killed several Chinese workers. The boss received a notice from the Shanghai Chinese Chamber of Commerce to protest.
At this time, many people began to gather downstairs of "Xianshi", "Yong'an", and "Bao Daxiang", all of whom were looking forward to the direction of Yuqiaqing Road (now Tibet Road) Racecourse (now People's Square)
Ogawa jumped into a waste box, picked up the camera and grabbed a commanding height
After a while, bursts of slogans came from Daxin Company, followed by endless banners and banners and banners slowly coming with the slogans.
Xiaochuan held one foot on the waste box, hooked the street light on his head with one hand, held the camera with one hand, looked at the crowd protesting, the store with a closed iron gate, and started to take photos on Nanjing Road where the heads were moving.
Suddenly, he felt someone pulling his trouser leg tube. He looked down and Editor Luo's smiling face wearing tortoiseshell round glasses appeared in front of him.
Haha, you have also robbed you of such a good position
A few greetings were heard and both of them started to work intensely.
The parade had been more than half gone, and Editor-in-Chief Luo suddenly shouted: Oh, it's not good!
What's wrong?
Why don’t there be a policeman on Nanjing Road today? It seems that the Ministry of Industry may want to suppress it!
Ogawa is a little confused: There are so many people today, let’s talk about the past parades.
The cold light flashed under the lens of editor Luo: In the past, the march was against warlords, and democracy was all about us Chinese people's own affairs, so foreigners did not care about our idiots. This time, this time it was the public anger caused by the crime of the Eastern devils. The march was called "destroying imperialism", which violated the taboo of the Western devils in the Ministry of Industry and Commerce. Although the Eastern devils and Western devils were usually disagreements, they were always wearing pairs of pants...
Before he could finish his words, gunshots and horse hooves came from the Bund
Suddenly, the chaos on Nanjing Road was in chaos
The parade in front retreated like a tide, while the one behind was still moving forward
Once squeezed on both sides, it turned into a ball of porridge
People watching the fun along the street are rushing to the branch road, while people watching the fun are still rushing forward without knowing it
In front, the sound of gunfire and horse hooves are getting closer and closer, and the sound of crying and screaming is heard.
From a distance, you can see teams of horses holding bayonets while shooting forward; Indian Asan's red turban and Annan's short hood are clearly visible
When we were about to reach the southern goods store in Sanyangsheng, the bullets in the gun were probably exhausted. At the order of a British officer, the Indian soldier immediately jumped off his horse and raised his bayonet to assassinate the crowd.
The march had long since dispersed, and people fled to Guangxi Road and wait for the forks.
But there are many people and narrow roads, so you can't escape quickly
Those who fled behind fought with foreign soldiers
Ogawa and the editor-in-chief have been persisting until the end, one film "Lycra" and the other film "Chase" keeps filming the scene of the "Wanguo Business Group" massacre protesters
(Note: Wanguo Business Group, the private armed forces of foreigners in the Shanghai Concession, belong to the Wanguo Chamber of Commerce, and is mercenary)
Enough, let's go, don't let the Red Head A San (Indian) take us in too
Editor-in-chief Luo pulled Ogawa up and began to retreat
Just as I was about to turn the corner, Xiaochuan suddenly saw a familiar back and stopped immediately
Go quickly, why did you stop? Dangerous!
Editor-in-chief Luo shouted anxiously in front of him
Not good! It's my sister!
Ogawa handed the camera into Editor-in-Chief Luo's hand and ran down the "Henderi's" cabin
Editor-in-chief Luo also followed with her with a stomp in her feet
At this time, Xiaojuan was holding a female classmate who had twisted her feet and limped forward. An Indian soldier wearing a red turban was chasing him and shouting.
Suddenly the female classmate tilted her feet and fell to the ground, dragging Xiaojuan down too
The Indian San took advantage of the situation and raised the bayonet and stabbed Xiaojuan.
Xiaojuan instinctively dodged, and the bayonet tilted to the side and stabbed into the female classmate's shoulder.
A shrill scream, a bloody bra shot out with the drawn bayonet
Xiaojuan was also so scared that she screamed
The Indian San raised the bloody bayonet and stabbed Xiaojuan's chest again.
Xiaojuan could no longer dodge, so she could not help but close her eyes and wait for death
Just then, with a roar, Xiaochuan arrived
Seeing this, his eyes turned red. He stepped forward and kicked the Indian soldier staggered, and the bayonet left Xiaojuan's chest.
elder brother……
Xiaojuan screamed
Xiaochuan couldn't help but feel heartbroken when he heard the sound. He hurriedly stepped forward and helped his younger sister up and the injured female classmate.
At this time, the Indian soldier turned around and shouted and thrust his gun at Ogawa.
Ogawa quickly blocked his sister and grabbed the barrel behind the bayonet with both hands.
The Indian soldier yelled and pushed his gun at Ogawa inch by inch
Xiaochuan was not as strong as his strength, his arms gradually bent, and he saw that the tip of the bayonet was only a few inches away from his chest.
He could have swung the spear to his side with skill, and with inertia, the Indian soldier could have stumbled and muddy.
But behind him is his sister Xiaojuan. Even if he dies, he cannot let his sister face the possible harm of a bayonet.
At this critical moment, Editor Luo arrived
He raised a card with gold-toned characters in one hand and shouted in English to the Indian soldier: If you don't stop, I will sue you to the British Consul.
This is the pass that can directly lead to the private room of the main building of the racing hall. I know that only a very small number of Chinese with high status can hold this pass.
And those Chinese do have a considerable impact on the consuls
So he relaxed and said to Editor Luo, "srry" and glared at Xiaochuan and ran away.
Ogawa and Editor Luo quickly helped the two girls up and ran to the side
The rickshaw can no longer be found
Both girls are in very bad condition
Although Xiaojuan's classmate's shoulder was briefly bandaged, he still kept bleeding.
Although Xiaojuan was not injured, she was covered in blood and was in a state of vagueness like her classmates
Finally arrived at Ciguang Hospital and found that there were injured people there
Editor-in-chief Luo sent the girl into the emergency room, and Ogawa sent her sister home
Xiaojuan was still blind in the rickshaw and hugged her brother tremblingly, muttering to her brother, and screaming from time to time
Ogawa hugged his sister with regret, cursing the foreigner in his mouth a thousand times, and the Indian red-headed Ah San kept comforting his sister who was frightened at the critical moment of life and death.
When I was about to get home, Xiaojuan was in a much better condition
My penis is still a bit hard
I didn't vent my feelings twice today, it seemed that I had to solve it myself
He leaned against the pillow and stroked his right hand back and forth, but at first glance, he saw the large piece of sister's vaginal fluid and love juice thrown on the spring stool beside the bed, and his heart was shaken again.
My sister is a standard beautiful girl. She not only has a beautiful face, but also has a slender and charming figure.
Although I didn't see the secret place, I touched it enough, and it was even more refreshing and full. The two labia were tight, which was so attractive to men
Even more like my sister's watery and sweet and sexy spirit, she is really born with a demon, foxes and bones
Usually, as long as I meet a girl who is less than half as much as my sister, I will never let her go
But I'm so tight today
I can't help but admire my concentration
After thinking about it, Ogawa couldn't help but feel a little regretful.
My sister is such a good girl, why can’t I take the lead but keep her for other men to enjoy?
Isn’t there a saying: The water will not flow to outsiders’ fields!
But this is incest!
The word incest is always associated with sin
As the saying goes: Bastard means cursing that the whole family is mixed together, and it is worse than the beast.
Can you afford it yourself?
I remembered the words of my sister who wanted to be her own wife, and I couldn't help but laugh.
If the sister really becomes her own wife, will she call her father or uncle when she gives birth to a child in the future?
But this is easy to deal with. Anyway, both father and uncle are elders. So if you have a child with your mother, would you call yourself a father?
Or call me brother?
If you call me brother, you are obviously the father of the child; if you call me father, you are the same mother as her and have a hole!
Isn't this a mess?
But it's good to my mother. She gave birth to it anyway, and it's all her children.
If his daughter Tingting grows up, she will incest with Tingting again, will the child she gave birth to is called her father or grandfather?
My daughter is even worse. She is obviously her children, but she is her younger brother and sister... Thinking of this, Ogawa no longer feels guilty, but she feels inexplicably stimulating and excited... He rubs his cock hard, as if he is fucking his mother, sister and daughter
It took him a long time to fall asleep
The next day I had a very boring breakfast, no one said anything
Everyone has a ulterior motive, and they all look like they haven't had enough sleep
Ailan looked down at her son, but she didn't dare to look at her son.
Only Xiaojuan occasionally glances at her beloved brother
Ogawa tried his best to suppress himself from going to see his mother and sister, as if he would have unspeakable blasphemy as soon as he saw them.
When he came back tonight, he didn't go to his sister's room
This has been like this for several days
He was afraid that as soon as he entered, he would not be able to restrain the temptation of incest thoughts.
Ailan no longer lifted her son's quilt
Only when my son is away, I will go into my son's room to clean
Over the past few months, the family talked less and less
Xiaojuan looked even more resentful
And on Sunday, when his daughter Tingting came back, it seemed to be a torment for Ogawa.
My daughter is getting more and more beautiful and cute, and Ogawa is getting less and less afraid to hug her
It seems that my incest idea has been achieved by my daughter who is only three or four years old.
But my daughter kept asking her father to hug her
The unsuppressed desire, Ogawa can only vent his love.
Needless to say, Miss Su in the newspaper office, he creates opportunities to get along with her alone almost every day, and then has sex with her crazy
It looks like those small mansions outside, and the tycoons' outdoor rooms, especially the third concubine of the governor of a province in her thirties, felt that her little lover was becoming more and more brave.
She liked it several times and said she would use her generous private money to help Ogawa open a newspaper or do business
But only Ogawa himself knows that all he has in them is just venting sexual desire
No matter how many sex games there are, no matter how beautiful a woman is, she cannot let him have the stimulation and pleasure of just a blind date with his mother and sister that night!
◆◆◆◆◆◆◆◆◆
It's the end of May in a blink of an eye, and the business of the newspaper has improved.
The revolutionary army in the south kept fighting, and the revolutionary party in Shanghai kept causing trouble
There are more and more social news, and the business of newspapers is getting busier and busier
Ogawa naturally became busy as well
That day, he had just kissed Su Su in an old place. Before his hand could be reached into the fragrant embrace, the phone number outside the newspaper insider rang like a death-seeking call from the insider.
There is no way, he had to look like Susu made a ghost face
Su Su smiled and pinched the hard part in front of his pants: Hurry, "Luogeli" asked you to be exiled.
He whispered another incense on Susu's pretty face, and then walked and chanted: Yunyu listened to the bell and answered the officials, and Zouma newspapers and swept the bus...
Pick up the microphone and fuck that mother...
Before he could say the swear words, he heard Editor Luo’s rushing cry: Hurry! Hurry! Xiao Zhang… Take that “Lycra” and come to “Shi” first! Hurry…
What's the matter? So urgent
There were waves of noise and an anxious voice from the other end of the phone: I am at the East Railway Station now! Did you hear that something big happened... The parade has begun... I heard that all factories and schools in Shanghai will participate... Maybe there will be a strike... The parade must go to Nanjing Road... You can take a good place there, and I will come to you...
Before he finished speaking, the phone was cut off and probably snatched away by another reporter
As soon as he heard this big thing, Ogawa's reporter's instinct made him jump up immediately, opened the cabinet and took out the German 'Lycra' camera and wanted to run out.
The clever Susu grabbed him: What's the matter, so panicked?
Something big happens, there will be a demonstration on Nanjing Road soon. I have to go quickly!
Oh, on the demonstration on Nanjing Road, foreigners from the Industrial Bureau will definitely press this down and prevent foreigners from "copying targets" (searching body) from confiscating your camera.
(Note: Municipal management agency established by foreigners in the Shanghai Concession of the Ministry of Industry) Ogawa saw that it was a special PAS from the Ministry of Industry, editor Luo, who was powerful and powerful, who had a special PAS from the Ministry of Industry, enjoyed the privilege of passing through any level in the Concession. Even the main building of the racing hall that only foreigners could enter can enter and exit at will.
Ogawa was overjoyed, hugged Susu and kissed him, then ran downstairs
Sure enough, all Chinese stores on Nanjing Road have started to open door panels
Ogawa grabbed a clerk who was closing the door and asked
The clerk told him that the Japanese director of Shenxin Spinning Mill shot and killed several Chinese workers. The boss received a notice from the Shanghai Chinese Chamber of Commerce to protest.
At this time, many people began to gather downstairs of "Xianshi", "Yong'an", and "Bao Daxiang", all of whom were looking forward to the direction of Yuqiaqing Road (now Tibet Road) Racecourse (now People's Square)
Ogawa jumped into a waste box, picked up the camera and grabbed a commanding height
After a while, bursts of slogans came from Daxin Company, followed by endless banners and banners and banners slowly coming with the slogans.
Xiaochuan held one foot on the waste box, hooked the street light on his head with one hand, held the camera with one hand, looked at the crowd protesting, the store with a closed iron gate, and started to take photos on Nanjing Road where the heads were moving.
Suddenly, he felt someone pulling his trouser leg tube. He looked down and Editor Luo's smiling face wearing tortoiseshell round glasses appeared in front of him.
Haha, you have also robbed you of such a good position
A few greetings were heard and both of them started to work intensely.
The parade had been more than half gone, and Editor-in-Chief Luo suddenly shouted: Oh, it's not good!
What's wrong?
Why don’t there be a policeman on Nanjing Road today? It seems that the Ministry of Industry may want to suppress it!
Ogawa is a little confused: There are so many people today, let’s talk about the past parades.
The cold light flashed under the lens of editor Luo: In the past, the march was against warlords, and democracy was all about us Chinese people's own affairs, so foreigners did not care about our idiots. This time, this time it was the public anger caused by the crime of the Eastern devils. The march was called "destroying imperialism", which violated the taboo of the Western devils in the Ministry of Industry and Commerce. Although the Eastern devils and Western devils were usually disagreements, they were always wearing pairs of pants...
Before he could finish his words, gunshots and horse hooves came from the Bund
Suddenly, the chaos on Nanjing Road was in chaos
The parade in front retreated like a tide, while the one behind was still moving forward
Once squeezed on both sides, it turned into a ball of porridge
People watching the fun along the street are rushing to the branch road, while people watching the fun are still rushing forward without knowing it
In front, the sound of gunfire and horse hooves are getting closer and closer, and the sound of crying and screaming is heard.
From a distance, you can see teams of horses holding bayonets while shooting forward; Indian Asan's red turban and Annan's short hood are clearly visible
When we were about to reach the southern goods store in Sanyangsheng, the bullets in the gun were probably exhausted. At the order of a British officer, the Indian soldier immediately jumped off his horse and raised his bayonet to assassinate the crowd.
The march had long since dispersed, and people fled to Guangxi Road and wait for the forks.
But there are many people and narrow roads, so you can't escape quickly
Those who fled behind fought with foreign soldiers
Ogawa and the editor-in-chief have been persisting until the end, one film "Lycra" and the other film "Chase" keeps filming the scene of the "Wanguo Business Group" massacre protesters
(Note: Wanguo Business Group, the private armed forces of foreigners in the Shanghai Concession, belong to the Wanguo Chamber of Commerce, and is mercenary)
Enough, let's go, don't let the Red Head A San (Indian) take us in too
Editor-in-chief Luo pulled Ogawa up and began to retreat
Just as I was about to turn the corner, Xiaochuan suddenly saw a familiar back and stopped immediately
Go quickly, why did you stop? Dangerous!
Editor-in-chief Luo shouted anxiously in front of him
Not good! It's my sister!
Ogawa handed the camera into Editor-in-Chief Luo's hand and ran down the "Henderi's" cabin
Editor-in-chief Luo also followed with her with a stomp in her feet
At this time, Xiaojuan was holding a female classmate who had twisted her feet and limped forward. An Indian soldier wearing a red turban was chasing him and shouting.
Suddenly the female classmate tilted her feet and fell to the ground, dragging Xiaojuan down too
The Indian San took advantage of the situation and raised the bayonet and stabbed Xiaojuan.
Xiaojuan instinctively dodged, and the bayonet tilted to the side and stabbed into the female classmate's shoulder.
A shrill scream, a bloody bra shot out with the drawn bayonet
Xiaojuan was also so scared that she screamed
The Indian San raised the bloody bayonet and stabbed Xiaojuan's chest again.
Xiaojuan could no longer dodge, so she could not help but close her eyes and wait for death
Just then, with a roar, Xiaochuan arrived
Seeing this, his eyes turned red. He stepped forward and kicked the Indian soldier staggered, and the bayonet left Xiaojuan's chest.
elder brother……
Xiaojuan screamed
Xiaochuan couldn't help but feel heartbroken when he heard the sound. He hurriedly stepped forward and helped his younger sister up and the injured female classmate.
At this time, the Indian soldier turned around and shouted and thrust his gun at Ogawa.
Ogawa quickly blocked his sister and grabbed the barrel behind the bayonet with both hands.
The Indian soldier yelled and pushed his gun at Ogawa inch by inch
Xiaochuan was not as strong as his strength, his arms gradually bent, and he saw that the tip of the bayonet was only a few inches away from his chest.
He could have swung the spear to his side with skill, and with inertia, the Indian soldier could have stumbled and muddy.
But behind him is his sister Xiaojuan. Even if he dies, he cannot let his sister face the possible harm of a bayonet.
At this critical moment, Editor Luo arrived
He raised a card with gold-toned characters in one hand and shouted in English to the Indian soldier: If you don't stop, I will sue you to the British Consul.
This is the pass that can directly lead to the private room of the main building of the racing hall. I know that only a very small number of Chinese with high status can hold this pass.
And those Chinese do have a considerable impact on the consuls
So he relaxed and said to Editor Luo, "srry" and glared at Xiaochuan and ran away.
Ogawa and Editor Luo quickly helped the two girls up and ran to the side
The rickshaw can no longer be found
Both girls are in very bad condition
Although Xiaojuan's classmate's shoulder was briefly bandaged, he still kept bleeding.
Although Xiaojuan was not injured, she was covered in blood and was in a state of vagueness like her classmates
Finally arrived at Ciguang Hospital and found that there were injured people there
Editor-in-chief Luo sent the girl into the emergency room, and Ogawa sent her sister home
Xiaojuan was still blind in the rickshaw and hugged her brother tremblingly, muttering to her brother, and screaming from time to time
Ogawa hugged his sister with regret, cursing the foreigner in his mouth a thousand times, and the Indian red-headed Ah San kept comforting his sister who was frightened at the critical moment of life and death.
When I was about to get home, Xiaojuan was in a much better condition
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