Yang Jingtian packed He Zhuofang's items and took some of his own items home. When others were not paying attention, he went out to the paradise outside the gutter.
Flying through the gutter and passing through the stone cave passage, I saw He Zhuofang standing at the entrance of the cave waiting for him from a distance
Jingtian, you are back! I remembered me. He Zhuofang ran forward desperately, and threw herself into Yang Jingtian's arms like a breast.
Her excited eyes were filled with tears. She was so afraid that Yang Jingtian would never return.
Every minute and every second of Yang Jingtian's departure was a torment. Although it was only half a day, for He Zhuofang, it was as long as ten or eight years.
She has never tried this feeling, never been so dependent on someone
When Yang Jingtian's figure appeared, all her excitement and joy leaped. There is nothing in the world that can make her excited than Yang Jingtian.
Yang Jingtian touched her gentle body, felt her excitement, and said with distress: Zhuo Fang, you are worried
He Zhuofang snuggled in his lover's arms and murmured: Jingtian, I want nothing except you!
Yang Jingtiandao: Zhuo Fang, I will tell you a good news
He Zhuofang was stunned and said: What good news?
Yang Jingtian said how to beat the Guo family to protect the hospital today and expel the Guo family from the hospital, but He Zhuofang was not happy at all
Yang Jingtian said in a daze: Zhuo Fang, no one will bother us in the future, why are you unhappy?
He Zhuofang said: Jingtian, you are already a hero in Jinsha Village. Will you still be the village chief?
Yang Jingtiandao: Zhuo Fang, why do you ask like this?
He Zhuofang said: Because I am afraid that you will not go back here, how will the Guo father and son end up? I don’t care. Everything in Jinsha Village has nothing to do with me. Now I just want to live in this paradise and no one interferes with us. Jingtian, do you understand? I don’t need to go back to Jinsha Village, and I don’t want to go back.
Yang Jingtian said: I know, if you just need me to accompany you, I promise you
He Zhuofang said: I know you can't give me all the time, but I'm satisfied if I can come here every day.
Yang Jingtian smiled and said: I promise to complete the task. My baby Zhuo Fang is so beautiful. Even if I climb, I will come. As he said that, he grabbed her plump and round buttocks.
He Zhuofang moaned coquettishly and murmured: Jingtian, you are bad
Yang Jingtian laughed loudly and was about to take further action, but someone said: Good, Yang Jingtian, it turns out that you are a beautiful girl in the golden house!
Yang Jingtian and He Zhuofang were both shocked. Looking back, they saw a man walking from the cave.
Master!
Mr. Mo!
Yang Jingtian and He Zhuofang called out at the same time
Yang Jingtiandao: Master, when did you come?
Mr. Mo sighed: You kid, even Master has forgotten his feelings, and I don’t know that it seems that the land of gentleness and heroic practice is true!
Yang Jingtian laughed dryly and said: Master, why did you hear your words? It smell like jealous?
Mr. Mo said: I don’t have the time to have fun eating your jealousy. I just feel that I have worked so hard to cultivate a disciple. In the end, I don’t even have the desire to respect my master. It’s really heartbreaking!
Yang Jingtian smiled and said: Master, don’t cry anymore, what are you missing in Jinsha Village?
Mr. Mo said: I don’t lack anything. I don’t have a son to protect myself from old age. I wanted to raise a disciple to protect me from old age. But...
Yang Jingtian smiled and said: Master, why not do this? I will find a master's wife with you and let you have a child in the elderly? Today I took a look. Except for the older one, Guo Lin's wives are still quite adept, you see...
Before Yang Jingtian finished speaking, He Zhuofang twisted his arm hard and gave him a roll of eyes.
When Mr. Mo heard this, he laughed and said: You still have a conscience, but you don’t have to worry about this matter...
When Yang Jingtian heard this, he stepped forward and asked: What? Master, do you have a partner? Tell me to your disciple, and you will check it out for you!
Mr. Mo said: Go, meddle in other people's business, live a life with Zhuo Fang honestly, give me a disciple as soon as possible, and let me hug you
Yang Jingtian was happy and said: Don't worry about this, I will fulfill my mission.
He Zhuofang blushed even more and said softly: I don’t want it…
When Yang Jingtian heard this, he stepped forward and hugged her and asked: What did you say? I didn’t hear it very clearly?
He Zhuofang said shyly: Nothing?
Yang Jingtian said unyieldingly: I seemed to hear someone say not to have a baby with me, so I had to find another life. As he said that, he looked like he was about to leave.
He Zhuofang was anxious and hugged Yang Jingtian, pressed her plump body against her, and said apologetically: Jingtian, don't leave. I didn't mean it.
Yang Jingtian held up her chin with his hands and said: Then are you willing to have children for me?
He Zhuofang nodded shyly and said: I do
Let's live your husband and wife well, I'll wait ten months later to hold my disciple. At some point, Mr. Mo had left and sent a message from the distant other side
Yang Jingtian hugged He Zhuofang and said: Did you hear that? Master, he wants to hold his disciple.
He Zhuofang hesitated for a while, his face turned red slightly, and hesitated: Jingtian, then we...we... will give birth to a disciple for the master.
Yang Jingtian smiled and said: What a good baby, how can one be enough, at least seven or eight!
He Zhuofang punched Yang Jingtian unyieldingly and shook his head and said: He is not a pig, so don’t give birth to so many!
Yang Jingtian put his hand into her clothes and rubbed her, making her face flushed and panting, and then said: Good wife, you can't help but give birth to many people. After that, he started taking off her clothes.
She was happy first and then exclaimed: Jingtian, what should you do if your master comes in and runs into us later?
Yang Jingtian smiled evilly: We are now husband and wife, and the ceremony of Zhou Gong is also a great gift for human ethics. What's wrong with the master seeing it? After saying that, he kissed her little mouth that was about to protest, making her babbling and unable to speak.
Every time Yang Jingtian looked at the aggrieved look of this beauty who wanted to refuse but was still welcomed, she felt a strange feeling of satisfaction. Although she was ten years older than Yang Jingtian, she was completely a cute and charming look like a little girl.
In Yang Jingtian's arms, he was like an obedient kitten and let Yang Jingtian ravage him, which was really satisfying the man's desire to conquer.
Her skin is really perfect, as white as the most exquisite white porcelain, and it can only be described as natural beauty.
While stroking her slim skin, Yang Jingtian quickly took off her clothes, leaving her beautiful mountains and delicate body completely exposed to Yang Jingtian's gaze.
Yang Jingtian leaned on her, holding her beautiful breasts, and her tongue kept licking her slightly erect nipples as if she had tasted the most delicious food.
He Zhuofang closed her eyes, enjoyed Yang Jingtian's ubiquitous gentle caress, and occasionally shed her moving moans from her mouth.
When Yang Jingtian found the tight flower path, he found that it was already the spring of Love Liquid, and he was ready to welcome him.
Yang Jingtian teased: Wife, you are soaked so quickly, but you are becoming more and more lewd.
The blushing beauty opened her eyes and asked seriously: Jingtian, haven’t you said... like Zhuo Fang... being lewd?
Yang Jingtian couldn't help but be stunned and laughed: Yes, the more lewd my wife is, the more I like it. It's better to be cold and arrogant in front of others, and accompany me in bed like a slut.
He Zhuofang sighed intentionally, and even learned Yang Jingtian's naughty words: Alas, I'll be married to husband. Since my husband likes sluts, then I, a little wife, have to accept it. After that, I sat up, and looked down on Yang Jingtian's crotch with spring onion. I grabbed Yang Jingtian's half-hard clone and slowly moved it. As expected, I looked like a slut.
Advance
Yang Jingtian held her waist with her holding her, and her clone attacked her at a certain rhythm, making her moan and speak incoherently.
Looking at her white and jade-like back without any flaws is a great pleasure. The beautiful curve is more like the beautiful and charming one of Zhong Tiandi.
In a short time, He Zhuofang reached the limit. She hugged Yang Jingtian tightly, pushed her waist up hard, and shouted: Ah! I'm going to die, good brother... Ah... Ah... Ah! As her shrinkage, Yang Jingtian also sowed all the seeds of life in her gentle heart.
Flying through the gutter and passing through the stone cave passage, I saw He Zhuofang standing at the entrance of the cave waiting for him from a distance
Jingtian, you are back! I remembered me. He Zhuofang ran forward desperately, and threw herself into Yang Jingtian's arms like a breast.
Her excited eyes were filled with tears. She was so afraid that Yang Jingtian would never return.
Every minute and every second of Yang Jingtian's departure was a torment. Although it was only half a day, for He Zhuofang, it was as long as ten or eight years.
She has never tried this feeling, never been so dependent on someone
When Yang Jingtian's figure appeared, all her excitement and joy leaped. There is nothing in the world that can make her excited than Yang Jingtian.
Yang Jingtian touched her gentle body, felt her excitement, and said with distress: Zhuo Fang, you are worried
He Zhuofang snuggled in his lover's arms and murmured: Jingtian, I want nothing except you!
Yang Jingtiandao: Zhuo Fang, I will tell you a good news
He Zhuofang was stunned and said: What good news?
Yang Jingtian said how to beat the Guo family to protect the hospital today and expel the Guo family from the hospital, but He Zhuofang was not happy at all
Yang Jingtian said in a daze: Zhuo Fang, no one will bother us in the future, why are you unhappy?
He Zhuofang said: Jingtian, you are already a hero in Jinsha Village. Will you still be the village chief?
Yang Jingtiandao: Zhuo Fang, why do you ask like this?
He Zhuofang said: Because I am afraid that you will not go back here, how will the Guo father and son end up? I don’t care. Everything in Jinsha Village has nothing to do with me. Now I just want to live in this paradise and no one interferes with us. Jingtian, do you understand? I don’t need to go back to Jinsha Village, and I don’t want to go back.
Yang Jingtian said: I know, if you just need me to accompany you, I promise you
He Zhuofang said: I know you can't give me all the time, but I'm satisfied if I can come here every day.
Yang Jingtian smiled and said: I promise to complete the task. My baby Zhuo Fang is so beautiful. Even if I climb, I will come. As he said that, he grabbed her plump and round buttocks.
He Zhuofang moaned coquettishly and murmured: Jingtian, you are bad
Yang Jingtian laughed loudly and was about to take further action, but someone said: Good, Yang Jingtian, it turns out that you are a beautiful girl in the golden house!
Yang Jingtian and He Zhuofang were both shocked. Looking back, they saw a man walking from the cave.
Master!
Mr. Mo!
Yang Jingtian and He Zhuofang called out at the same time
Yang Jingtiandao: Master, when did you come?
Mr. Mo sighed: You kid, even Master has forgotten his feelings, and I don’t know that it seems that the land of gentleness and heroic practice is true!
Yang Jingtian laughed dryly and said: Master, why did you hear your words? It smell like jealous?
Mr. Mo said: I don’t have the time to have fun eating your jealousy. I just feel that I have worked so hard to cultivate a disciple. In the end, I don’t even have the desire to respect my master. It’s really heartbreaking!
Yang Jingtian smiled and said: Master, don’t cry anymore, what are you missing in Jinsha Village?
Mr. Mo said: I don’t lack anything. I don’t have a son to protect myself from old age. I wanted to raise a disciple to protect me from old age. But...
Yang Jingtian smiled and said: Master, why not do this? I will find a master's wife with you and let you have a child in the elderly? Today I took a look. Except for the older one, Guo Lin's wives are still quite adept, you see...
Before Yang Jingtian finished speaking, He Zhuofang twisted his arm hard and gave him a roll of eyes.
When Mr. Mo heard this, he laughed and said: You still have a conscience, but you don’t have to worry about this matter...
When Yang Jingtian heard this, he stepped forward and asked: What? Master, do you have a partner? Tell me to your disciple, and you will check it out for you!
Mr. Mo said: Go, meddle in other people's business, live a life with Zhuo Fang honestly, give me a disciple as soon as possible, and let me hug you
Yang Jingtian was happy and said: Don't worry about this, I will fulfill my mission.
He Zhuofang blushed even more and said softly: I don’t want it…
When Yang Jingtian heard this, he stepped forward and hugged her and asked: What did you say? I didn’t hear it very clearly?
He Zhuofang said shyly: Nothing?
Yang Jingtian said unyieldingly: I seemed to hear someone say not to have a baby with me, so I had to find another life. As he said that, he looked like he was about to leave.
He Zhuofang was anxious and hugged Yang Jingtian, pressed her plump body against her, and said apologetically: Jingtian, don't leave. I didn't mean it.
Yang Jingtian held up her chin with his hands and said: Then are you willing to have children for me?
He Zhuofang nodded shyly and said: I do
Let's live your husband and wife well, I'll wait ten months later to hold my disciple. At some point, Mr. Mo had left and sent a message from the distant other side
Yang Jingtian hugged He Zhuofang and said: Did you hear that? Master, he wants to hold his disciple.
He Zhuofang hesitated for a while, his face turned red slightly, and hesitated: Jingtian, then we...we... will give birth to a disciple for the master.
Yang Jingtian smiled and said: What a good baby, how can one be enough, at least seven or eight!
He Zhuofang punched Yang Jingtian unyieldingly and shook his head and said: He is not a pig, so don’t give birth to so many!
Yang Jingtian put his hand into her clothes and rubbed her, making her face flushed and panting, and then said: Good wife, you can't help but give birth to many people. After that, he started taking off her clothes.
She was happy first and then exclaimed: Jingtian, what should you do if your master comes in and runs into us later?
Yang Jingtian smiled evilly: We are now husband and wife, and the ceremony of Zhou Gong is also a great gift for human ethics. What's wrong with the master seeing it? After saying that, he kissed her little mouth that was about to protest, making her babbling and unable to speak.
Every time Yang Jingtian looked at the aggrieved look of this beauty who wanted to refuse but was still welcomed, she felt a strange feeling of satisfaction. Although she was ten years older than Yang Jingtian, she was completely a cute and charming look like a little girl.
In Yang Jingtian's arms, he was like an obedient kitten and let Yang Jingtian ravage him, which was really satisfying the man's desire to conquer.
Her skin is really perfect, as white as the most exquisite white porcelain, and it can only be described as natural beauty.
While stroking her slim skin, Yang Jingtian quickly took off her clothes, leaving her beautiful mountains and delicate body completely exposed to Yang Jingtian's gaze.
Yang Jingtian leaned on her, holding her beautiful breasts, and her tongue kept licking her slightly erect nipples as if she had tasted the most delicious food.
He Zhuofang closed her eyes, enjoyed Yang Jingtian's ubiquitous gentle caress, and occasionally shed her moving moans from her mouth.
When Yang Jingtian found the tight flower path, he found that it was already the spring of Love Liquid, and he was ready to welcome him.
Yang Jingtian teased: Wife, you are soaked so quickly, but you are becoming more and more lewd.
The blushing beauty opened her eyes and asked seriously: Jingtian, haven’t you said... like Zhuo Fang... being lewd?
Yang Jingtian couldn't help but be stunned and laughed: Yes, the more lewd my wife is, the more I like it. It's better to be cold and arrogant in front of others, and accompany me in bed like a slut.
He Zhuofang sighed intentionally, and even learned Yang Jingtian's naughty words: Alas, I'll be married to husband. Since my husband likes sluts, then I, a little wife, have to accept it. After that, I sat up, and looked down on Yang Jingtian's crotch with spring onion. I grabbed Yang Jingtian's half-hard clone and slowly moved it. As expected, I looked like a slut.
Advance
Yang Jingtian held her waist with her holding her, and her clone attacked her at a certain rhythm, making her moan and speak incoherently.
Looking at her white and jade-like back without any flaws is a great pleasure. The beautiful curve is more like the beautiful and charming one of Zhong Tiandi.
In a short time, He Zhuofang reached the limit. She hugged Yang Jingtian tightly, pushed her waist up hard, and shouted: Ah! I'm going to die, good brother... Ah... Ah... Ah! As her shrinkage, Yang Jingtian also sowed all the seeds of life in her gentle heart.
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