Since meeting Mrs. Zhang in the tailoring shop, Mr. Luo has been thinking about this young wife all day long, with her picturesque eyebrows, graceful figure, and most importantly, a hint of charm that reveals her dignity.
These days he always drives by the small shop, but unfortunately the couple always appears together, which makes Mr. Luo have a lot of plans but cannot implement them
Unexpectedly, this luck came and I couldn't stop it even if I wanted to.
Mrs. Luo flew to the United States to celebrate her birthday one month in advance because of her grandfather's birthday. Although Mr. Luo's talent is limited, she is the company's name general manager after all. She has to stay in China until a week before her birthday.
Mrs. Luo just made a new cheongsam for her birthday, but Mr. Luo didn't care about it, but she did not care about it. As a result, the Zhang couple, who were the first to serve, rarely delivered the goods to their home.
At first, Mr. Luo didn't care about the delivery when he heard someone coming to the tailor's shop, because he was busy giving his female secretary an injection.
But when the front desk said it was a lady, he immediately took the guy back and drove the secretary out of the office without any underwear, and asked the front desk to invite the lady to the reception room.
Before going down, Mr. Luo specially ordered the untidy female secretary to prepare special flower tea for Ms. Zhang.
When he arrived at the living room, Mr. Luo couldn't help but acted very enthusiastically. Unexpectedly, Mrs. Zhang was not very disgusted. Instead, he chatted nonsense with Mr. Luo, which made Mr. Luo see hope.
When Mrs. Zhang showed the cheongsam and explained in detail, Mr. Luo's spirit was placed on her figure that was obviously more convex and straight after she stood up, so she showed a dull expression without knowing it.
It was not until the secretary gave the flower tea that Mr. Luo came back to his senses. At this time, he also realized his disobedience, but when he saw Mrs. Zhang drinking tea like a hustle and half-hearted, his mind was even better.
: Mrs. Zhang, to be honest, I didn’t understand any of the materials Ah and handmade Ah you just mentioned, but I see that your figure is similar to my wife. Why don’t you put on this cheongsam and I can see the actual effect
This sentence is very bold, but Mr. Luo couldn't help but say it when he looked at Mrs. Zhang's seductive face.
But unexpected situation happened again. Not only did Mrs. Zhang not only did not reprimand, but even started to untidy the clothes in front of him to change the new cheongsam.
Mrs. Luo’s customized cheongsam is already sexy, and it seems a bit urgent to wear it on Mrs. Zhang, whose figure is developing again.
I saw that only one of the clothes on my chest was buttoned, revealing her slender collarbone and snow-white top. Although the lower body was slit, it was still tightly wrapped around the perky roundness. The big white legs were directly exposed to her buttocks, which was even more seductive.
Driven by desire, Mr. Luo boldly walked up again and hugged Mrs. Zhang's slender waist, saying: Mrs. Zhang, you are really amazing in your outfit.
As he said that, he began to move down to his perky buttocks. He dared to get started so directly, but he couldn't help it. Secondly, the flower tea was added with ingredients. Seeing that Mrs. Zhang's pretty face turned from white to red without resisting, he realized that the medicine was working.
I don't know if Mrs. Zhang was really affected by the medicine so soon. Not only did she not mind that Mr. Luo had already fallen into her plump buttocks, she also put her body on her and said in an unprecedented soft and soft voice: Don't call me Mrs. Zhang, call me Meifeng
Mr. Luo felt that this must have been done. He did not misunderstand it. This girl is indeed a slut, a big slut
Although the medicine he used was imported, he had never seen any woman who could use it so quickly after using it. Could it be that the secretary used it too much?
But at this moment, these are nothing more important. The beauty he had always dreamed of these days was so careless that he could not care about so much. He pushed the woman down on the big leather sofa, and his pair of Lushan claws looked towards the clothes he hadn't been able to wear.
With Zhang Meifeng's whole process, the tight cheongsam was suddenly taken off, and the sexy underwear inside was naturally not spared. After a while, Zhang Meifeng was stripped like a white rabbit and presented it nakedly in front of Mr. Luo.
But even though her clothes were gone, Zhang Meifeng was not shy at all. She even raised her hands up and twisted her body into an S-shaped shape and said leisurely: Am I beautiful?
Her words seemed to have endless magic, attracting Mr. Luo's eyes from his perfect body to his face
At this moment, he felt that the woman in front of him had deep eyes as a black hole and sucked her whole body in. Her bright red lips and straight nose made him confused and could only instinctively answer: Beauty is so beautiful
Zhang Meifeng slowly moved her body and reached the man's crotch. Then she put the other person's treasure into her hand to the pants that seemed to have been immobilized. Her slender hands played with the penis that had already been opened. While she was holding her, she stretched out her tongue to savor every inch of skin. Occasionally she put the bulging balls into her mouth and sucked them, and occasionally she turned around the urethra with the tip of her tongue.
Faced with such tempting teasing, Mr. Luo still did not move, but his face was full of satisfaction.
Zhang Meifeng slowly straightened up, put the man who was still frozen on the sofa, and began to kneel between the man's legs and suck hard.
Every time I sucked it hard and spit it out again. Soon the cock became smooth and slippery because it was filled with her saliva. She stroked her head hard again, ensuring that her cock was moist enough before she could hold her up. She held the cock with one hand and the sofa with the other to maintain balance, and then sat down without hesitation.
Zhang Meifeng's expression was not enjoyable at all, but it was more like she was engaging in a physical job, but it didn't matter that her beautiful figure swayed with the ups and downs.
The slender waist was twisted and hovered like a flower, and the butt was a pair of huge meat grinders, squeezing the essence of the man under him.
On the other hand, Mr. Luo was clearly as stiff as a puppet, but his face was full of both despicable and enjoyable expressions. He was completely trapped in a perfect spring dream and could not extricate himself.
Unfortunately, this spring dream is destined to last. Mr. Luo, who had been hollowed out by alcohol, had given all his strength to the bodybuilding Zhang Meifeng even though he could not hold on for five minutes. He surrendered.
Zhang Meifeng just sat her butt to the bottom quietly, her vagina slowly and slowly contracted rhythmically like a flexible mouth, squeezing the last trace of semen, and then she stood up and put the clothes on the ground one by one again.
At this time, Mr. Luo was still motionless, but the expression on his face was even more strange, mixed with ecstasy and pain, extremely twisted
After Mrs. Zhang was dressed neatly, she came to Mr. Luo's ear again and whispered for a while, then opened the door and left, leaving the man with a mess in his lower body but his upper body was still dressed neatly continued to lie stiffly on the sofa.
That night, Mrs. Zhang entered the bathroom but did not take a shower. Although the lower body was sticky, she didn't care. Instead, she looked at the beautiful herself in the mirror and touched her flat belly, as if there was something precious inside.
At night, Mr. Zhang asked her for a love affair. She could not think of a reason to refuse, but after kissing her husband's lips, she got into the quilt and began to provide services with her mouth.
Mr. Zhang was curious about his wife's abnormal interests, but he couldn't stand her powerful lip and tongue skills. He was so happy that he couldn't even speak. He just tried to press the other person's hair tightly with his hands to find a higher sense of pleasure.
As a result, after ejaculation, his fatigue surged up and his eyes slowly closed
The sleepiness came so suddenly. When Mrs. Zhang came out of the quilt again with semen in her mouth, her husband had already died of sleep. However, there was one more person on the bed where there should be only two people, and a man was pressing behind Mrs. Zhang.
His big hand picked up Mrs. Zhang like nothing
The man who suddenly appeared was Zhang Meifeng's ghost master
His big mouth covered the woman's cherry mouth, and his cheeks were sunken because of the force of inhalation. The semen that Mrs. Zhang had originally held in her mouth slammed into her master's stomach.
However, the man seemed to suck Mrs. Zhang dry, and he still didn't let go. Mrs. Zhang instinctively pushed her back at first, but later because of the suffocation, her hands were softly hung down.
Just as Mrs. Zhang was about to lose consciousness, her master's big mouth finally let go, but when she recovered, she found that she had arrived at a strange place.
It was an antique boudoir
Big red wood bed, big red wood furniture
She held her head, which was still a little dizzy, and observed the surroundings. The room was made of desk lamps from the 1940s and 1950s. There were blue brick buildings around her, and the doors and windows were made of wooden paper.
I don't know when I put on a red cheongsam
At this time, the wooden door opened, and a handsome man in a long dress came in with a smile and said: Madam, are you awake?
The moment she saw the man, Mrs. Zhang, who had always been strong, quickly retreated to the bed. Although she could not recognize the face of the man in front of her, the other person's body and voice were so familiar. This is the man or monster who would come to her dreams after nightfall. In this whole month, she seemed to be imprisoned by a nightmare. Seeing that she had done many things that were sorry for her husband, she could not control her.
And she knew in her heart that all her abnormalities originated from the Huanghuali wooden cabinet and the monster in front of her.
Mrs. Zhang picked up the only quilt on the bed and covered her head and curled up into a ball. She really didn't have the courage to face the unknown in front of her. She really experienced too many strange things these days, and she couldn't accept it.
: Don't be afraid, madam, listen to me slowly. The man sat down by the bed, and a big hand fell on Mrs. Zhang's back through the quilt, and then began to talk about a past story
Many years ago, this prosperous coastal city was just a small fishing village. The man was a traveling monk at that time.
Unlike the monk who chants the scriptures and lives in the temple now, he had the ability to subdue demons and devils and save the dead souls.
When I passed by this place, I stayed in the village, but I heard that the boarding people were crying at the home. After careful listening, I found that there were old pear trees in the nearby mountains, and I had to sacrifice children, boys and girls every year to ensure peace in the mountains.
Although Yunyou Monk is capable, he is actually just a young man in his twenties. He is so passionate and has an unfair temper. He went into the mountain to catch the monster without even saying hello.
The man said that the process was also thrilling, but in Mrs. Zhang's ears, it was just two simple sentences: Before facing the big BSS, the monk was a variety of bulls. When he hit the pear tree demon, he was helpless and ended up with a death together.
This Taoist monk has to be said to be really capable. Although he died, he left his soul and boarded it on the pear tree. So the monk practiced again while blessing the peace of this place.
Unexpectedly, as the times passed, not only did fewer and fewer people believe in ghosts and gods, but the territory of development became larger and larger. Finally, one day the pear tree he practiced was cut down and made into a wardrobe. That is, his monk was kind-hearted, otherwise he would definitely kill the person like that monster.
At this point, the monk also realized that the times have changed. If he did not cultivate a human form, it would eventually be a death-death ending. Perhaps he had lived for a long time, and the monk was no longer as open-minded as before. He began to find ways to condense his popularity and hoped to regain his body.
He practiced the authentic Buddhist secret technique, so naturally there was no such method of becoming a genital. Fortunately, there was still a set of joyful Zen in Buddhism, so he had to break the precepts and start to practice dual cultivation techniques from a woman to capture Yuanyang. He also emphasized to Mrs. Zhang that although she had controlled her body these days, she had never hurt her at all. Instead, the process of dual cultivation made her healthier. Mrs. Zhang could detect this. Although she was a little tired at the beginning, her body was getting better and better later, not to mention the changes in her appearance and figure these days.
But Mrs. Zhang is still full of vigilance when facing this existence that is not human, not ghost, and not demonic, especially today, when he actually controls his body to hook up with the strange Mr. Luo, which makes her even more worried.
Faced with Mrs. Zhang's suspicion, the man patiently told her another thing
It turned out that as soon as he entered the Zhang family, he found that Mr. Zhang was terminally ill. He touched Mr. Zhang, and his original intention was to ask the other party to go to seek medical treatment immediately, but unexpectedly, the couple did not take it seriously. Now that the condition is serious, he had to let Mrs. Zhang go outside to find more yang energy for him, so that he can strengthen his magic power as soon as possible, and show up to save his husband's life.
Mrs. Zhang felt half-believing and half-doubted, but before she could continue to ask questions, she fell asleep again in a daze.
In reality, the man did not have such good leisure and Mrs. Zhang Hara, but instead began to practice collecting yin and replenishing yang in the dark hall again.
I saw that every time the man who was posing in a back posture penetrated into Zhang Meifeng's body, she trembled. The cock with countless small sarcoma was like a small mouth that had grown many. Not only did it suck away the vaginal essence that the woman kept secreting, but also absorbed the remaining Mr. Luo's semen in the morning.
Tonight, he was moisturized by this semen, and his whole body became more and more solid. Even his eyes, which had been covered by black mist, began to appear faintly.
That night, he could have stayed for a longer time, but he didn't do that, and didn't even give him any instructions. After the early end, he fed the green liquid into Zhang Meifeng's body and sent her back to bed.
The next day, Mrs. Zhang finally regained her body for a long time. Her first reaction was to hug Mr. Zhang and she cried. She finally calmed down with Mr. Zhang's comfort. But when Mr. Zhang asked about the reason, Mrs. Zhang didn't dare to say it. After all, it's okay that she was taken advantage of by a ghost. She really cheated on a stranger yesterday. How could she tell her husband clearly?
However, in the idea that he would rather believe in it, Mrs. Zhang forced Mr. Zhang to do a full-body examination. Unfortunately, the news came in the afternoon. Mr. Zhang, who has never smoked and drank, found a shadow in his stomach. Whether it is cancer needs further testing.
At this time, Mrs. Zhang was really scared. She was a strong woman. Although she was plagued by ghosts and controlled by them, she would also seek ways to save herself in reality. However, she was particularly concerned and fragile in the face of the danger of her close relatives. So her first reaction was to ask for help from her ghost master.
These days he always drives by the small shop, but unfortunately the couple always appears together, which makes Mr. Luo have a lot of plans but cannot implement them
Unexpectedly, this luck came and I couldn't stop it even if I wanted to.
Mrs. Luo flew to the United States to celebrate her birthday one month in advance because of her grandfather's birthday. Although Mr. Luo's talent is limited, she is the company's name general manager after all. She has to stay in China until a week before her birthday.
Mrs. Luo just made a new cheongsam for her birthday, but Mr. Luo didn't care about it, but she did not care about it. As a result, the Zhang couple, who were the first to serve, rarely delivered the goods to their home.
At first, Mr. Luo didn't care about the delivery when he heard someone coming to the tailor's shop, because he was busy giving his female secretary an injection.
But when the front desk said it was a lady, he immediately took the guy back and drove the secretary out of the office without any underwear, and asked the front desk to invite the lady to the reception room.
Before going down, Mr. Luo specially ordered the untidy female secretary to prepare special flower tea for Ms. Zhang.
When he arrived at the living room, Mr. Luo couldn't help but acted very enthusiastically. Unexpectedly, Mrs. Zhang was not very disgusted. Instead, he chatted nonsense with Mr. Luo, which made Mr. Luo see hope.
When Mrs. Zhang showed the cheongsam and explained in detail, Mr. Luo's spirit was placed on her figure that was obviously more convex and straight after she stood up, so she showed a dull expression without knowing it.
It was not until the secretary gave the flower tea that Mr. Luo came back to his senses. At this time, he also realized his disobedience, but when he saw Mrs. Zhang drinking tea like a hustle and half-hearted, his mind was even better.
: Mrs. Zhang, to be honest, I didn’t understand any of the materials Ah and handmade Ah you just mentioned, but I see that your figure is similar to my wife. Why don’t you put on this cheongsam and I can see the actual effect
This sentence is very bold, but Mr. Luo couldn't help but say it when he looked at Mrs. Zhang's seductive face.
But unexpected situation happened again. Not only did Mrs. Zhang not only did not reprimand, but even started to untidy the clothes in front of him to change the new cheongsam.
Mrs. Luo’s customized cheongsam is already sexy, and it seems a bit urgent to wear it on Mrs. Zhang, whose figure is developing again.
I saw that only one of the clothes on my chest was buttoned, revealing her slender collarbone and snow-white top. Although the lower body was slit, it was still tightly wrapped around the perky roundness. The big white legs were directly exposed to her buttocks, which was even more seductive.
Driven by desire, Mr. Luo boldly walked up again and hugged Mrs. Zhang's slender waist, saying: Mrs. Zhang, you are really amazing in your outfit.
As he said that, he began to move down to his perky buttocks. He dared to get started so directly, but he couldn't help it. Secondly, the flower tea was added with ingredients. Seeing that Mrs. Zhang's pretty face turned from white to red without resisting, he realized that the medicine was working.
I don't know if Mrs. Zhang was really affected by the medicine so soon. Not only did she not mind that Mr. Luo had already fallen into her plump buttocks, she also put her body on her and said in an unprecedented soft and soft voice: Don't call me Mrs. Zhang, call me Meifeng
Mr. Luo felt that this must have been done. He did not misunderstand it. This girl is indeed a slut, a big slut
Although the medicine he used was imported, he had never seen any woman who could use it so quickly after using it. Could it be that the secretary used it too much?
But at this moment, these are nothing more important. The beauty he had always dreamed of these days was so careless that he could not care about so much. He pushed the woman down on the big leather sofa, and his pair of Lushan claws looked towards the clothes he hadn't been able to wear.
With Zhang Meifeng's whole process, the tight cheongsam was suddenly taken off, and the sexy underwear inside was naturally not spared. After a while, Zhang Meifeng was stripped like a white rabbit and presented it nakedly in front of Mr. Luo.
But even though her clothes were gone, Zhang Meifeng was not shy at all. She even raised her hands up and twisted her body into an S-shaped shape and said leisurely: Am I beautiful?
Her words seemed to have endless magic, attracting Mr. Luo's eyes from his perfect body to his face
At this moment, he felt that the woman in front of him had deep eyes as a black hole and sucked her whole body in. Her bright red lips and straight nose made him confused and could only instinctively answer: Beauty is so beautiful
Zhang Meifeng slowly moved her body and reached the man's crotch. Then she put the other person's treasure into her hand to the pants that seemed to have been immobilized. Her slender hands played with the penis that had already been opened. While she was holding her, she stretched out her tongue to savor every inch of skin. Occasionally she put the bulging balls into her mouth and sucked them, and occasionally she turned around the urethra with the tip of her tongue.
Faced with such tempting teasing, Mr. Luo still did not move, but his face was full of satisfaction.
Zhang Meifeng slowly straightened up, put the man who was still frozen on the sofa, and began to kneel between the man's legs and suck hard.
Every time I sucked it hard and spit it out again. Soon the cock became smooth and slippery because it was filled with her saliva. She stroked her head hard again, ensuring that her cock was moist enough before she could hold her up. She held the cock with one hand and the sofa with the other to maintain balance, and then sat down without hesitation.
Zhang Meifeng's expression was not enjoyable at all, but it was more like she was engaging in a physical job, but it didn't matter that her beautiful figure swayed with the ups and downs.
The slender waist was twisted and hovered like a flower, and the butt was a pair of huge meat grinders, squeezing the essence of the man under him.
On the other hand, Mr. Luo was clearly as stiff as a puppet, but his face was full of both despicable and enjoyable expressions. He was completely trapped in a perfect spring dream and could not extricate himself.
Unfortunately, this spring dream is destined to last. Mr. Luo, who had been hollowed out by alcohol, had given all his strength to the bodybuilding Zhang Meifeng even though he could not hold on for five minutes. He surrendered.
Zhang Meifeng just sat her butt to the bottom quietly, her vagina slowly and slowly contracted rhythmically like a flexible mouth, squeezing the last trace of semen, and then she stood up and put the clothes on the ground one by one again.
At this time, Mr. Luo was still motionless, but the expression on his face was even more strange, mixed with ecstasy and pain, extremely twisted
After Mrs. Zhang was dressed neatly, she came to Mr. Luo's ear again and whispered for a while, then opened the door and left, leaving the man with a mess in his lower body but his upper body was still dressed neatly continued to lie stiffly on the sofa.
That night, Mrs. Zhang entered the bathroom but did not take a shower. Although the lower body was sticky, she didn't care. Instead, she looked at the beautiful herself in the mirror and touched her flat belly, as if there was something precious inside.
At night, Mr. Zhang asked her for a love affair. She could not think of a reason to refuse, but after kissing her husband's lips, she got into the quilt and began to provide services with her mouth.
Mr. Zhang was curious about his wife's abnormal interests, but he couldn't stand her powerful lip and tongue skills. He was so happy that he couldn't even speak. He just tried to press the other person's hair tightly with his hands to find a higher sense of pleasure.
As a result, after ejaculation, his fatigue surged up and his eyes slowly closed
The sleepiness came so suddenly. When Mrs. Zhang came out of the quilt again with semen in her mouth, her husband had already died of sleep. However, there was one more person on the bed where there should be only two people, and a man was pressing behind Mrs. Zhang.
His big hand picked up Mrs. Zhang like nothing
The man who suddenly appeared was Zhang Meifeng's ghost master
His big mouth covered the woman's cherry mouth, and his cheeks were sunken because of the force of inhalation. The semen that Mrs. Zhang had originally held in her mouth slammed into her master's stomach.
However, the man seemed to suck Mrs. Zhang dry, and he still didn't let go. Mrs. Zhang instinctively pushed her back at first, but later because of the suffocation, her hands were softly hung down.
Just as Mrs. Zhang was about to lose consciousness, her master's big mouth finally let go, but when she recovered, she found that she had arrived at a strange place.
It was an antique boudoir
Big red wood bed, big red wood furniture
She held her head, which was still a little dizzy, and observed the surroundings. The room was made of desk lamps from the 1940s and 1950s. There were blue brick buildings around her, and the doors and windows were made of wooden paper.
I don't know when I put on a red cheongsam
At this time, the wooden door opened, and a handsome man in a long dress came in with a smile and said: Madam, are you awake?
The moment she saw the man, Mrs. Zhang, who had always been strong, quickly retreated to the bed. Although she could not recognize the face of the man in front of her, the other person's body and voice were so familiar. This is the man or monster who would come to her dreams after nightfall. In this whole month, she seemed to be imprisoned by a nightmare. Seeing that she had done many things that were sorry for her husband, she could not control her.
And she knew in her heart that all her abnormalities originated from the Huanghuali wooden cabinet and the monster in front of her.
Mrs. Zhang picked up the only quilt on the bed and covered her head and curled up into a ball. She really didn't have the courage to face the unknown in front of her. She really experienced too many strange things these days, and she couldn't accept it.
: Don't be afraid, madam, listen to me slowly. The man sat down by the bed, and a big hand fell on Mrs. Zhang's back through the quilt, and then began to talk about a past story
Many years ago, this prosperous coastal city was just a small fishing village. The man was a traveling monk at that time.
Unlike the monk who chants the scriptures and lives in the temple now, he had the ability to subdue demons and devils and save the dead souls.
When I passed by this place, I stayed in the village, but I heard that the boarding people were crying at the home. After careful listening, I found that there were old pear trees in the nearby mountains, and I had to sacrifice children, boys and girls every year to ensure peace in the mountains.
Although Yunyou Monk is capable, he is actually just a young man in his twenties. He is so passionate and has an unfair temper. He went into the mountain to catch the monster without even saying hello.
The man said that the process was also thrilling, but in Mrs. Zhang's ears, it was just two simple sentences: Before facing the big BSS, the monk was a variety of bulls. When he hit the pear tree demon, he was helpless and ended up with a death together.
This Taoist monk has to be said to be really capable. Although he died, he left his soul and boarded it on the pear tree. So the monk practiced again while blessing the peace of this place.
Unexpectedly, as the times passed, not only did fewer and fewer people believe in ghosts and gods, but the territory of development became larger and larger. Finally, one day the pear tree he practiced was cut down and made into a wardrobe. That is, his monk was kind-hearted, otherwise he would definitely kill the person like that monster.
At this point, the monk also realized that the times have changed. If he did not cultivate a human form, it would eventually be a death-death ending. Perhaps he had lived for a long time, and the monk was no longer as open-minded as before. He began to find ways to condense his popularity and hoped to regain his body.
He practiced the authentic Buddhist secret technique, so naturally there was no such method of becoming a genital. Fortunately, there was still a set of joyful Zen in Buddhism, so he had to break the precepts and start to practice dual cultivation techniques from a woman to capture Yuanyang. He also emphasized to Mrs. Zhang that although she had controlled her body these days, she had never hurt her at all. Instead, the process of dual cultivation made her healthier. Mrs. Zhang could detect this. Although she was a little tired at the beginning, her body was getting better and better later, not to mention the changes in her appearance and figure these days.
But Mrs. Zhang is still full of vigilance when facing this existence that is not human, not ghost, and not demonic, especially today, when he actually controls his body to hook up with the strange Mr. Luo, which makes her even more worried.
Faced with Mrs. Zhang's suspicion, the man patiently told her another thing
It turned out that as soon as he entered the Zhang family, he found that Mr. Zhang was terminally ill. He touched Mr. Zhang, and his original intention was to ask the other party to go to seek medical treatment immediately, but unexpectedly, the couple did not take it seriously. Now that the condition is serious, he had to let Mrs. Zhang go outside to find more yang energy for him, so that he can strengthen his magic power as soon as possible, and show up to save his husband's life.
Mrs. Zhang felt half-believing and half-doubted, but before she could continue to ask questions, she fell asleep again in a daze.
In reality, the man did not have such good leisure and Mrs. Zhang Hara, but instead began to practice collecting yin and replenishing yang in the dark hall again.
I saw that every time the man who was posing in a back posture penetrated into Zhang Meifeng's body, she trembled. The cock with countless small sarcoma was like a small mouth that had grown many. Not only did it suck away the vaginal essence that the woman kept secreting, but also absorbed the remaining Mr. Luo's semen in the morning.
Tonight, he was moisturized by this semen, and his whole body became more and more solid. Even his eyes, which had been covered by black mist, began to appear faintly.
That night, he could have stayed for a longer time, but he didn't do that, and didn't even give him any instructions. After the early end, he fed the green liquid into Zhang Meifeng's body and sent her back to bed.
The next day, Mrs. Zhang finally regained her body for a long time. Her first reaction was to hug Mr. Zhang and she cried. She finally calmed down with Mr. Zhang's comfort. But when Mr. Zhang asked about the reason, Mrs. Zhang didn't dare to say it. After all, it's okay that she was taken advantage of by a ghost. She really cheated on a stranger yesterday. How could she tell her husband clearly?
However, in the idea that he would rather believe in it, Mrs. Zhang forced Mr. Zhang to do a full-body examination. Unfortunately, the news came in the afternoon. Mr. Zhang, who has never smoked and drank, found a shadow in his stomach. Whether it is cancer needs further testing.
At this time, Mrs. Zhang was really scared. She was a strong woman. Although she was plagued by ghosts and controlled by them, she would also seek ways to save herself in reality. However, she was particularly concerned and fragile in the face of the danger of her close relatives. So her first reaction was to ask for help from her ghost master.
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