Only in this way can she edit and send it to Zhang Yun afterwards, can she mistakenly think that she is really doing something worse than a beast while drunk, and in this way can she threaten him.
When Song Chuhui heard Wu Xuemie say this, she couldn't help but bit her lower lip and looked at Zhang Yun who was sleeping on the bed. She had reached this point and could not retreat.
Immediately afterwards, Song Chuhui simply turned on the white T-shirt on her upper body, the little black skirt on her lower body, and the black stockings on her lower body, revealing a large area of snow-white and crystal skin.
Immediately afterwards, Wu Xuemie asked Song Chuhui to strip Zhang Yun naked, and she had to completely strip him to no end. After all, Zhang Yun is the theme of her video. If she didn't shoot some key parts into the video, how could she have the power to convince him?
Song Chuhui did not dare to disobey Wu Xuemie, so she stretched out her jade hands tremblingly, endured the disgust deep in her heart, turned her head to look at Zhang Yun, and took off all Zhang Yun. Of course, Song Chuhui completely closed her eyes when she took off Zhang Yun's underwear.
It's only a little short, it's only a little short short short short short short stretch of something that cannot be touched.
However, even so, when Song Chuhui's little hands touched Zhang Yun's snow-like skin, she still trembled all over. The warm and smooth feeling, the skin like a daughter, made Song Chuhui touch it a few times.
As for Wu Xuemie, at the beginning, she looked at Song Chuhui's movements with a cold face. She watched her take off Zhang Yun's upper body clothes and exposed Zhang Yun's snow-like skin. It made Wu Xuemie feel a strange feeling in her heart.
In a trance, Wu Xuemie remembered the intoxicating feeling when he had had close contact with Zhang Yun, but immediately, this feeling was forcibly expelled by Wu Xuemie.
However, the next moment, when Song Chuhui stretched out her two trembling hands and was about to pull off Zhang Yun's underwear, in just a moment, even Wu Xuemie herself had no idea why, her heart beat violently.
Bang bang bang
It kept hitting her heart, as if under Zhang Yun's small underwear, there was something that excited her.
But the next moment, when Wu Xuemie saw something sacred with white light, she turned her head and her face was filled with unnatural rosy.
At this moment, Wu Xuemèi's entire brain was burning violently. She, she actually saw Zhang Yun's one. Although it was only a little bit, she did see it, which made Wu Xuemèi's entire body fall into chaos.
Immediately afterwards, Wu Xuemie blushed with a holy and pretty face and said anxiously:
Xiaohui, cover it with a quilt quickly, don't let me see it.
Upon hearing this, Song Chuhui quickly pulled over the white quilt beside her and covered Zhang Yun's body, completely covering Zhang Yun's body.
It was not until this time that Wu Xuemie breathed a sigh of relief. She didn't know what was wrong with her. She should have felt disgusted by the boy's body, but just now she had a feeling of blushing and heartbeat.
But Wu Xuemèi told herself that this was just an illusion, and she should do a serious business as soon as possible. As long as she finished shooting this video, she would do whatever she wanted to torture Zhang Yun in the future, even if she asked him to kneel down and call him grandma.
Immediately afterwards, Wu Xuemie directed Song Chuhui to get into the quilt and let Zhang Yun's body lie on her. At the same time, Song Chuhui's two slender legs had to be separated casually and tightly wrapped around Zhang Yun's waist.
Just like the most commonly used position between men and women, we have to make the position that she is being forced by Zhang Yun, so that she can get the effect when she takes pictures from behind.
Upon hearing this, Song Chuhui did not hesitate any more. She had already taken off like this. She had to bite the bullet and as long as she completed this, she could be relieved. She successfully completed the task assigned to her by Sister Mèi.
By then, sister mèi will never leave her again.
Immediately afterwards, Song Chuhui got into the quilt, first pulling Zhang Yun's body backwards, letting Zhang Yun lie tightly on her body. Of course, she put Zhang Yun's head on the side of her head, and was wrapped around her neck.
But even so, Song Chuhui still felt a heavy weight, completely pressing on her weak body, and she was so pressing that she could not breathe.
Is this a man's body? It's too heavy.
Then, Song Chuhui gritted her teeth and endured her disgust, and spread her smooth and slender legs apart bit by bit.
Immediately afterwards, he wrapped his legs tightly around Zhang Yun's waist. In this way, Song Chuhui completed this standard position that seemed to be from the back.
At this moment, Song Chuhui was silently feeling Zhang Yun's extremely powerful heartbeat, and violently hitting her heart with a thunderous force. While she had to endure the strong masculine aura emitted from Zhang Yun's body, hitting her pretty face like a tide.
At this moment, the cliff was the most painful and shameful moment in Song Chuhui's life. She was actually like this by a man. Although this was just a scene, Song Chuhui still felt ashamed and angry.
As soon as she thought that this bastard was pressing her naked at this moment, Song Chuhui's brain became congested.
Even Song Chuhui couldn't help it and wanted to bite off Zhang Yun's neck, which was so close to her.
Wu Xuemie behind him was completely shocked by the scene in front of him. At this moment, from Wu Xuemie's perspective, Zhang Yun was pressing on Song Chuhui extremely madly, while Song Chuhui was full of pain.
Although the two men were covered with white quilts, Zhang Yun's fair and smooth back, and Song Chuhui's faintly visible skin under him, all mean that Zhang Yun was doing something evil that both humans and gods were angry.
Anyone who sees it will probably involuntarily think of that aspect.
At this moment, for some reason, Wu Xuemie had a strange feeling spread from the bottom of her heart. It was obvious that Song Chuhui was her beloved concubine, but when she saw Song Chuhui being pressed under Zhang Yun.
For some reason, she suddenly felt a strange feeling of pleasure, as if she didn't hate Zhang Yun's favorite concubine who bullied her, but she still felt a trace of joy in her heart.
But then, before Wu Xuemèi continued to fall into the peach-colored illusion mirror in front of him, Song Chuhui said in a low voice anxiously:
Sister mèi, can you start? I, I can't hold on anymore,
Indeed, if you keep pressing down, Song Chuhui will be really crushed into a meat pie by Zhang Yun.
Upon hearing this, Wu Xuemie suddenly woke up and was busy scolding herself for having such thoughts. Zhang Yun was just a bastard, that's all.
When Song Chuhui heard Wu Xuemie say this, she couldn't help but bit her lower lip and looked at Zhang Yun who was sleeping on the bed. She had reached this point and could not retreat.
Immediately afterwards, Song Chuhui simply turned on the white T-shirt on her upper body, the little black skirt on her lower body, and the black stockings on her lower body, revealing a large area of snow-white and crystal skin.
Immediately afterwards, Wu Xuemie asked Song Chuhui to strip Zhang Yun naked, and she had to completely strip him to no end. After all, Zhang Yun is the theme of her video. If she didn't shoot some key parts into the video, how could she have the power to convince him?
Song Chuhui did not dare to disobey Wu Xuemie, so she stretched out her jade hands tremblingly, endured the disgust deep in her heart, turned her head to look at Zhang Yun, and took off all Zhang Yun. Of course, Song Chuhui completely closed her eyes when she took off Zhang Yun's underwear.
It's only a little short, it's only a little short short short short short short stretch of something that cannot be touched.
However, even so, when Song Chuhui's little hands touched Zhang Yun's snow-like skin, she still trembled all over. The warm and smooth feeling, the skin like a daughter, made Song Chuhui touch it a few times.
As for Wu Xuemie, at the beginning, she looked at Song Chuhui's movements with a cold face. She watched her take off Zhang Yun's upper body clothes and exposed Zhang Yun's snow-like skin. It made Wu Xuemie feel a strange feeling in her heart.
In a trance, Wu Xuemie remembered the intoxicating feeling when he had had close contact with Zhang Yun, but immediately, this feeling was forcibly expelled by Wu Xuemie.
However, the next moment, when Song Chuhui stretched out her two trembling hands and was about to pull off Zhang Yun's underwear, in just a moment, even Wu Xuemie herself had no idea why, her heart beat violently.
Bang bang bang
It kept hitting her heart, as if under Zhang Yun's small underwear, there was something that excited her.
But the next moment, when Wu Xuemie saw something sacred with white light, she turned her head and her face was filled with unnatural rosy.
At this moment, Wu Xuemèi's entire brain was burning violently. She, she actually saw Zhang Yun's one. Although it was only a little bit, she did see it, which made Wu Xuemèi's entire body fall into chaos.
Immediately afterwards, Wu Xuemie blushed with a holy and pretty face and said anxiously:
Xiaohui, cover it with a quilt quickly, don't let me see it.
Upon hearing this, Song Chuhui quickly pulled over the white quilt beside her and covered Zhang Yun's body, completely covering Zhang Yun's body.
It was not until this time that Wu Xuemie breathed a sigh of relief. She didn't know what was wrong with her. She should have felt disgusted by the boy's body, but just now she had a feeling of blushing and heartbeat.
But Wu Xuemèi told herself that this was just an illusion, and she should do a serious business as soon as possible. As long as she finished shooting this video, she would do whatever she wanted to torture Zhang Yun in the future, even if she asked him to kneel down and call him grandma.
Immediately afterwards, Wu Xuemie directed Song Chuhui to get into the quilt and let Zhang Yun's body lie on her. At the same time, Song Chuhui's two slender legs had to be separated casually and tightly wrapped around Zhang Yun's waist.
Just like the most commonly used position between men and women, we have to make the position that she is being forced by Zhang Yun, so that she can get the effect when she takes pictures from behind.
Upon hearing this, Song Chuhui did not hesitate any more. She had already taken off like this. She had to bite the bullet and as long as she completed this, she could be relieved. She successfully completed the task assigned to her by Sister Mèi.
By then, sister mèi will never leave her again.
Immediately afterwards, Song Chuhui got into the quilt, first pulling Zhang Yun's body backwards, letting Zhang Yun lie tightly on her body. Of course, she put Zhang Yun's head on the side of her head, and was wrapped around her neck.
But even so, Song Chuhui still felt a heavy weight, completely pressing on her weak body, and she was so pressing that she could not breathe.
Is this a man's body? It's too heavy.
Then, Song Chuhui gritted her teeth and endured her disgust, and spread her smooth and slender legs apart bit by bit.
Immediately afterwards, he wrapped his legs tightly around Zhang Yun's waist. In this way, Song Chuhui completed this standard position that seemed to be from the back.
At this moment, Song Chuhui was silently feeling Zhang Yun's extremely powerful heartbeat, and violently hitting her heart with a thunderous force. While she had to endure the strong masculine aura emitted from Zhang Yun's body, hitting her pretty face like a tide.
At this moment, the cliff was the most painful and shameful moment in Song Chuhui's life. She was actually like this by a man. Although this was just a scene, Song Chuhui still felt ashamed and angry.
As soon as she thought that this bastard was pressing her naked at this moment, Song Chuhui's brain became congested.
Even Song Chuhui couldn't help it and wanted to bite off Zhang Yun's neck, which was so close to her.
Wu Xuemie behind him was completely shocked by the scene in front of him. At this moment, from Wu Xuemie's perspective, Zhang Yun was pressing on Song Chuhui extremely madly, while Song Chuhui was full of pain.
Although the two men were covered with white quilts, Zhang Yun's fair and smooth back, and Song Chuhui's faintly visible skin under him, all mean that Zhang Yun was doing something evil that both humans and gods were angry.
Anyone who sees it will probably involuntarily think of that aspect.
At this moment, for some reason, Wu Xuemie had a strange feeling spread from the bottom of her heart. It was obvious that Song Chuhui was her beloved concubine, but when she saw Song Chuhui being pressed under Zhang Yun.
For some reason, she suddenly felt a strange feeling of pleasure, as if she didn't hate Zhang Yun's favorite concubine who bullied her, but she still felt a trace of joy in her heart.
But then, before Wu Xuemèi continued to fall into the peach-colored illusion mirror in front of him, Song Chuhui said in a low voice anxiously:
Sister mèi, can you start? I, I can't hold on anymore,
Indeed, if you keep pressing down, Song Chuhui will be really crushed into a meat pie by Zhang Yun.
Upon hearing this, Wu Xuemie suddenly woke up and was busy scolding herself for having such thoughts. Zhang Yun was just a bastard, that's all.
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