Cicada, try it and see if you can fly on the sword.
Well, husband, you must look at me. It’s a bit high and I’m a little scared.
Diao Chan lowered her head and looked down, patting her plump breasts, a little worried about whether she would fall down.
Silly girl, I'm watching, how can you be in danger? Hurry up.
Then I started. As she said that, she held the flying sword in her hand and silently recited the sword technique. The true energy in her body surged into the sword body. A ray of light flashed, making people unable to open their eyes. She saw the small sword in Diao Chan's hand flew to her and quickly became larger. Then she floated in front of her. She lit her toes and jumped up. As she continued to input the true energy, the flying sword rushed forward with a "swoosh".
Ah, husband, why is it so fast Ah? I can't stand firmly. Ah Diao Chan stood on the flying sword and kept shaking, screaming in fear.
Alas, don’t panic, don’t forget the sword technique, use divine thoughts to control the sword body, don’t let it shake, the true energy is input too quickly...
Long Tianyu kept pointing out what Diao Chan did wrong. Gradually, she flew more and more flexible. She was having fun in the sky alone, but in a short while, she couldn't hold on. Her true energy was almost exhausted. She immediately flew to Long Tianyu, pounced on him, hugged him tightly, and a stream of light flashed by, and the flying sword entered her dantian.
Husband, it's so fun.
Diao Chan said angrily.
Haha, look at your excitement, is it that fun?I've been flying for so long and I'm a little tired. My husband will come and take you.
Long Tianyu took out a flying sword from the Qiankun bracelet, which he also refined at will. He hugged Diao Chan, stepped on the flying sword and rushed forward. Long Tianyu's speed was not comparable to Diao Chan. After a while, the flying sword carried the two of them to the destination.
Peshawar is the most ethnic city in Pakistan.
Peshawar belongs to the northwest border province and was designated as the capital by King Kanasega of Gandhara, the Kushan Dynasty.
Because it is located on many major trade routes in Central Asia, the local area has been a major trade center between South Asia and Central Asia for centuries.
The capital of Pakistan's northwestern border province.
Old translation Bulushabulu is located on the west bank of the Bala River, a tributary of the Kabul River in the northwest, and east of the Khyber Pass.
The population is 200,000 to 300,000.
Peshawar means the ancient Sanskrit word for the city of flowers. Since ancient times, the place has been a large caravan distribution center.
In Peshawar City, Long Tianyu and Diao Chan walked hand in hand on the street, admiring the unique buildings in the city and feeling the rich Buddhist atmosphere. When the people in the city saw them wearing strange clothes, they also had strange eyes in their eyes and saluted them one after another.
Indian clothing is very different from Chinese ancient costumes. Their daily life is closely related to religion, so the cultural life of Indians is largely related to Hindu philosophical thoughts and aesthetic interests.
Among traditional Indian textiles and clothing, lenses and metal sheets are decorated with many, and inlays or seams prevent the fabric from being shining brightly, which is linked to the mysterious supernatural power in the sense of religious tradition.
Mirrors, metal sheets and other things shine, and can reflect the light of the sun. Indians believe that this is a manifestation of life vitality and can also absorb supernatural powers to achieve proximity to God.
The costume worn by Indian women is called sarees. Sarees are the most distinctive national costumes in India, with a history of more than 5,000 years. The image of women wearing saris can often be seen in ancient Indian carvings and murals.
The earliest sari was worn only in religious rituals, and later gradually became a daily routine for women.
Traditionally, it was her mother who was wearing it herself when she was fifteen years old, symbolizing that it was a clothes passed down by her mother, but in modern times, the freedom to wear is already very high.
There are many colors of sari, and they are all indiscriminate.
On festive days, Indian women wear their favorite saree, light traditional auspicious moles, and apply Mia oil.
Saree fabric is generally 1 meter wide and 5 to 8 meters long. It has cotton and silk texture.
The colors are bright and varied.
The general method of wearing is to wrap it up from the waist, wrap it around the chest, put one end on the shoulder, and pin it with a pin.
Some of the ways to wear are to wrap the whole body and wrap the head together.
Often worn with sari, a tight short top called Jempur's corset, with a petticoat called Betty Gor.
Jempur can reach the waist or just below the chest, with sleeves or sleeveless.
Guerti and Selva are more common clothing for Indian women to wear outside saris.
Guerti is a top, which is relatively loose and long to the knees, and is basically straight: Serva is a straight trousers that are more close to the body.
The most common clothing for Indian men is Toti, a piece of white cloth three meters long and one meter wide, wrapped around the waist like a bath towel, and the lower part is to the knees, and some to the feet.
Ancient Indian men generally did not wear clothes on their upper body, but only wore a sweat towel on their shoulders or wrapped their waists with cloth, and put one end on their shoulders, which was called Chada.
In addition to Toti, there is also a fat shirt worn on his upper body, called Gulda.
When it's cold, add another shawl.
Gulda's style is very similar to a pullover. Like the Gulti worn by women, it is a pullover hanging clothing with both shoulders as the fulcrum.
Gulda's style is generally decorated with front neckline or embroidered decoration, and its style and decoration often have Islamic pattern characteristics.
The aesthetic philosophy of the Indian nation is the harmonious unity of man and nature, the pursuit of human natural terrain and physical beauty, and the opposition to the artificial constraints of clothing on the body.
At the same time, clothing also has a certain religious meaning. It is not only a material form that meets people's physiological needs. Indians like to achieve spiritual sublimation through the feeling of the body. Clothing that naturally makes the body feel free and comfortable is also a medium for communication between man and God.
Under the leadership of such concepts and habits, traditional Indian national costumes formed a natural and rustic style.
The sari and corset Jempur, petticoat Betty Gor, is the main traditional garment form of Indian women, with a long history with ancient original colors… while the styles of Guerti and Selva are closer to the style of modern clothing.
Guerti and Selva have a specific upper and lower ratio. Guerti's clothes are longer, and the combined lower body Selva divides the human body in a new proportion.
Diao Chan felt the strange gaze around her, and couldn't help but hold Long Tianyu's big hand tightly and whispered: Husband, they are all looking at us.
Long Tianyu had long noticed the strange gazes around him. He knew that his clothes attracted the attention of locals, but he didn't care. He said to her softly: It's okay, I'll give you an illusion so that others won't find it strange. Let's find a place to live later.
Well, husband, I'll listen to you.
Immediately, Long Tianyu found a local person and asked about the location of the hotel. He took Diao Chan and quickly found the hotel, rented a room and lived in it. In Peshawar, except for some large buildings that are made of stone, most of the houses that the people live in are in the form of tents, which determine the size and gorgeousness of the tents they live in according to their status.
Long Tianyu and Diao Chan also lived in a small tent. As for the money for living in the tent, he must have "borrowed" it with someone else.
The tent is not very big, more than a dozen square meters, made of pure white canvas. There is a red carpet inside, with a quilt neatly stacked on it, and a small wooden table next to the red carpet, and nothing left.
Although there are a little bit of things, it is enough for Long Tianyu who only has a landing point.
As soon as Diao Chan entered the tent, she lay on the red carpet and stretched. Long Tianyu looked at her chest that became more protruding due to stretching and the edge of the bright red bellyband that appeared on the collar. She suddenly became angry. She rushed onto her with a strange scream, pressing her white rabbit with both hands, and burying her head on her white neck and kissing her.
Well, my husband, I hate it, don't.
Diao Chan felt Long Tianyu's actions and kept pampering.
Hehe, let's exercise first, it doesn't matter, Chan'er, just follow me, haha, Long Tianyu ignored Diao Chan's cry and pulled off the ribbon from her waist. The pink gauze skirt was split on both sides, revealing her bright red bellyband and pink pants. Long Tianyu couldn't wait to buried his head on the plump jade rabbit, rubbing his cheeks against the smooth bellyband, allowing the rich smell of frankincense to float into his lungs, and his hands grabbed her soft breast balls through the bellyband, squeezing hard to the middle, forming a deep cleavage.
Long Tianyu slowly took one of Diao Chan's nipple and gently bit it with his teeth. As he moved, Diao Chan's breathing became heavy. Her originally snow-white skin quickly turned red, her body was soft and it felt very comfortable to touch.
Well...husband...so itchy...um...
Long Tianyu hugged her tightly through Diao Chan's armpits, making her jade rabbit closer to his cheeks. She felt the nipples in her mouth become bigger and bigger. Long Tianyu raised his head and saw two obvious small bulges on the bright red bellyband. Seeing this, Long Tianyu became even more excited. He quickly took off all his clothes and pulled off her pants. Her pink thighs were slightly bent, and in the black grass, a pink thinThe slit was faintly visible, and ten jade fingers that looked like weaving were shining with a faint light. Long Tianyu held the delicate jade feet with his hand and gently stroked it, warm and tender. He put his cheek on the back of his feet, felt the tenderness in it, and then he held a jade sniffed slowly. His tongue gradually drew along the warm instep, licking his tender calves and delicate thighs, and finally stayed on the root of her slippery thighs.
Long Tianyu looked at the pink ravines in front of him from a close distance, smelling the fragrance emitted from it, and when he was excited, he stuck out his tongue and licked the two petals of pink meat.
Oh...husband...don't...don't...
Diao Chan was so excited that she wanted to shrink her buttocks back by Long Tianyu, but she was under the red carpet and couldn't get back. Instead, she thrust her plump breasts up, making the two small bulges on her bellyband even more prominent.
Long Tianyu didn't listen to her. He used his tongue to spread two pieces of powder, and the thorn slid in and ran in, touching a tender granulation.
Ah...husband...don't...dirty Long Tianyu felt that his tongue seemed to be wrapped in a layer of flesh, and he couldn't help but twitch his tongue back and forth, and touched her granulation from time to time.
Oh...oh...Ah...husband...Ah...I met again...Ah...
The granules in Diaochan's valley were gradually swelling and swelling by Long Tianyu, looking red and tender, and the gurgling spring water also flowed into a pool.
Long Tianyu felt that he was so suffocating that he couldn't hold it anymore, so he pushed his tongue out, hugged her willow waist, and held the dragon spear and stabbed it in.
Ah Diao Chan let out a happy moan, wrapped her hands around Long Tianyu's neck, and pressed her chest hard, as if she wanted Long Tianyu to help her relieve itching.
Long Tianyu thrust hard in her valley without saying a word. When the thick dragon spear was inserted into and out, the spring water brought out wet the red carpet under him. With the sound of "patty" impact, it was indeed a bit...
Ah…AhAhAhAh…Husband…Hurry up… Come soon…AhAh…Ah!
Diao Chan let out a long moan, her body trembled and she burst out.
After orgasm, Diao Chan lay motionless on the red carpet, her face flushed, her eyes were as watery as she was, her skin turned pink, and Cherry's mouth made lazy moans from time to time.
Long Tianyu leaned on her and continued to thrust, he had not yet vented himself.
I don't know how long it took for Diao Chan's flesh lips to roll over by him. With the continuous climax, Diao Chan was already at the verge of coma. Finally, Long Tianyu's moaned with a "Oao" and held her plump buttocks tightly with both hands. The dragon spear pressed against the valley, and his whole body twitched. A stream of semen began to ejaculate in her valley. It lasted for about a minute before he stopped ejaculation.
The essence made Diao Chan's lower abdomen bloated.
Diao Chan also fainted smoothly in his final climax.
Long Tianyu lay on Diao Chan's chest and kicked him a few times. He slowly pulled out the dragon spear. With a "pop" sound, the dragon spear left her valley. After the dragon spear came out, it was still trembling, as if it was still a little unfulfilled.
As the dragon spear was drawn out, streams of semen slowly flowed out along Diao Chan's valley and fell on the red carpet along the root of her thigh. Long Tianyu said in secretly that it was a pity that it was all the essence Ah, and he gave in this way.
Well, husband, you must look at me. It’s a bit high and I’m a little scared.
Diao Chan lowered her head and looked down, patting her plump breasts, a little worried about whether she would fall down.
Silly girl, I'm watching, how can you be in danger? Hurry up.
Then I started. As she said that, she held the flying sword in her hand and silently recited the sword technique. The true energy in her body surged into the sword body. A ray of light flashed, making people unable to open their eyes. She saw the small sword in Diao Chan's hand flew to her and quickly became larger. Then she floated in front of her. She lit her toes and jumped up. As she continued to input the true energy, the flying sword rushed forward with a "swoosh".
Ah, husband, why is it so fast Ah? I can't stand firmly. Ah Diao Chan stood on the flying sword and kept shaking, screaming in fear.
Alas, don’t panic, don’t forget the sword technique, use divine thoughts to control the sword body, don’t let it shake, the true energy is input too quickly...
Long Tianyu kept pointing out what Diao Chan did wrong. Gradually, she flew more and more flexible. She was having fun in the sky alone, but in a short while, she couldn't hold on. Her true energy was almost exhausted. She immediately flew to Long Tianyu, pounced on him, hugged him tightly, and a stream of light flashed by, and the flying sword entered her dantian.
Husband, it's so fun.
Diao Chan said angrily.
Haha, look at your excitement, is it that fun?I've been flying for so long and I'm a little tired. My husband will come and take you.
Long Tianyu took out a flying sword from the Qiankun bracelet, which he also refined at will. He hugged Diao Chan, stepped on the flying sword and rushed forward. Long Tianyu's speed was not comparable to Diao Chan. After a while, the flying sword carried the two of them to the destination.
Peshawar is the most ethnic city in Pakistan.
Peshawar belongs to the northwest border province and was designated as the capital by King Kanasega of Gandhara, the Kushan Dynasty.
Because it is located on many major trade routes in Central Asia, the local area has been a major trade center between South Asia and Central Asia for centuries.
The capital of Pakistan's northwestern border province.
Old translation Bulushabulu is located on the west bank of the Bala River, a tributary of the Kabul River in the northwest, and east of the Khyber Pass.
The population is 200,000 to 300,000.
Peshawar means the ancient Sanskrit word for the city of flowers. Since ancient times, the place has been a large caravan distribution center.
In Peshawar City, Long Tianyu and Diao Chan walked hand in hand on the street, admiring the unique buildings in the city and feeling the rich Buddhist atmosphere. When the people in the city saw them wearing strange clothes, they also had strange eyes in their eyes and saluted them one after another.
Indian clothing is very different from Chinese ancient costumes. Their daily life is closely related to religion, so the cultural life of Indians is largely related to Hindu philosophical thoughts and aesthetic interests.
Among traditional Indian textiles and clothing, lenses and metal sheets are decorated with many, and inlays or seams prevent the fabric from being shining brightly, which is linked to the mysterious supernatural power in the sense of religious tradition.
Mirrors, metal sheets and other things shine, and can reflect the light of the sun. Indians believe that this is a manifestation of life vitality and can also absorb supernatural powers to achieve proximity to God.
The costume worn by Indian women is called sarees. Sarees are the most distinctive national costumes in India, with a history of more than 5,000 years. The image of women wearing saris can often be seen in ancient Indian carvings and murals.
The earliest sari was worn only in religious rituals, and later gradually became a daily routine for women.
Traditionally, it was her mother who was wearing it herself when she was fifteen years old, symbolizing that it was a clothes passed down by her mother, but in modern times, the freedom to wear is already very high.
There are many colors of sari, and they are all indiscriminate.
On festive days, Indian women wear their favorite saree, light traditional auspicious moles, and apply Mia oil.
Saree fabric is generally 1 meter wide and 5 to 8 meters long. It has cotton and silk texture.
The colors are bright and varied.
The general method of wearing is to wrap it up from the waist, wrap it around the chest, put one end on the shoulder, and pin it with a pin.
Some of the ways to wear are to wrap the whole body and wrap the head together.
Often worn with sari, a tight short top called Jempur's corset, with a petticoat called Betty Gor.
Jempur can reach the waist or just below the chest, with sleeves or sleeveless.
Guerti and Selva are more common clothing for Indian women to wear outside saris.
Guerti is a top, which is relatively loose and long to the knees, and is basically straight: Serva is a straight trousers that are more close to the body.
The most common clothing for Indian men is Toti, a piece of white cloth three meters long and one meter wide, wrapped around the waist like a bath towel, and the lower part is to the knees, and some to the feet.
Ancient Indian men generally did not wear clothes on their upper body, but only wore a sweat towel on their shoulders or wrapped their waists with cloth, and put one end on their shoulders, which was called Chada.
In addition to Toti, there is also a fat shirt worn on his upper body, called Gulda.
When it's cold, add another shawl.
Gulda's style is very similar to a pullover. Like the Gulti worn by women, it is a pullover hanging clothing with both shoulders as the fulcrum.
Gulda's style is generally decorated with front neckline or embroidered decoration, and its style and decoration often have Islamic pattern characteristics.
The aesthetic philosophy of the Indian nation is the harmonious unity of man and nature, the pursuit of human natural terrain and physical beauty, and the opposition to the artificial constraints of clothing on the body.
At the same time, clothing also has a certain religious meaning. It is not only a material form that meets people's physiological needs. Indians like to achieve spiritual sublimation through the feeling of the body. Clothing that naturally makes the body feel free and comfortable is also a medium for communication between man and God.
Under the leadership of such concepts and habits, traditional Indian national costumes formed a natural and rustic style.
The sari and corset Jempur, petticoat Betty Gor, is the main traditional garment form of Indian women, with a long history with ancient original colors… while the styles of Guerti and Selva are closer to the style of modern clothing.
Guerti and Selva have a specific upper and lower ratio. Guerti's clothes are longer, and the combined lower body Selva divides the human body in a new proportion.
Diao Chan felt the strange gaze around her, and couldn't help but hold Long Tianyu's big hand tightly and whispered: Husband, they are all looking at us.
Long Tianyu had long noticed the strange gazes around him. He knew that his clothes attracted the attention of locals, but he didn't care. He said to her softly: It's okay, I'll give you an illusion so that others won't find it strange. Let's find a place to live later.
Well, husband, I'll listen to you.
Immediately, Long Tianyu found a local person and asked about the location of the hotel. He took Diao Chan and quickly found the hotel, rented a room and lived in it. In Peshawar, except for some large buildings that are made of stone, most of the houses that the people live in are in the form of tents, which determine the size and gorgeousness of the tents they live in according to their status.
Long Tianyu and Diao Chan also lived in a small tent. As for the money for living in the tent, he must have "borrowed" it with someone else.
The tent is not very big, more than a dozen square meters, made of pure white canvas. There is a red carpet inside, with a quilt neatly stacked on it, and a small wooden table next to the red carpet, and nothing left.
Although there are a little bit of things, it is enough for Long Tianyu who only has a landing point.
As soon as Diao Chan entered the tent, she lay on the red carpet and stretched. Long Tianyu looked at her chest that became more protruding due to stretching and the edge of the bright red bellyband that appeared on the collar. She suddenly became angry. She rushed onto her with a strange scream, pressing her white rabbit with both hands, and burying her head on her white neck and kissing her.
Well, my husband, I hate it, don't.
Diao Chan felt Long Tianyu's actions and kept pampering.
Hehe, let's exercise first, it doesn't matter, Chan'er, just follow me, haha, Long Tianyu ignored Diao Chan's cry and pulled off the ribbon from her waist. The pink gauze skirt was split on both sides, revealing her bright red bellyband and pink pants. Long Tianyu couldn't wait to buried his head on the plump jade rabbit, rubbing his cheeks against the smooth bellyband, allowing the rich smell of frankincense to float into his lungs, and his hands grabbed her soft breast balls through the bellyband, squeezing hard to the middle, forming a deep cleavage.
Long Tianyu slowly took one of Diao Chan's nipple and gently bit it with his teeth. As he moved, Diao Chan's breathing became heavy. Her originally snow-white skin quickly turned red, her body was soft and it felt very comfortable to touch.
Well...husband...so itchy...um...
Long Tianyu hugged her tightly through Diao Chan's armpits, making her jade rabbit closer to his cheeks. She felt the nipples in her mouth become bigger and bigger. Long Tianyu raised his head and saw two obvious small bulges on the bright red bellyband. Seeing this, Long Tianyu became even more excited. He quickly took off all his clothes and pulled off her pants. Her pink thighs were slightly bent, and in the black grass, a pink thinThe slit was faintly visible, and ten jade fingers that looked like weaving were shining with a faint light. Long Tianyu held the delicate jade feet with his hand and gently stroked it, warm and tender. He put his cheek on the back of his feet, felt the tenderness in it, and then he held a jade sniffed slowly. His tongue gradually drew along the warm instep, licking his tender calves and delicate thighs, and finally stayed on the root of her slippery thighs.
Long Tianyu looked at the pink ravines in front of him from a close distance, smelling the fragrance emitted from it, and when he was excited, he stuck out his tongue and licked the two petals of pink meat.
Oh...husband...don't...don't...
Diao Chan was so excited that she wanted to shrink her buttocks back by Long Tianyu, but she was under the red carpet and couldn't get back. Instead, she thrust her plump breasts up, making the two small bulges on her bellyband even more prominent.
Long Tianyu didn't listen to her. He used his tongue to spread two pieces of powder, and the thorn slid in and ran in, touching a tender granulation.
Ah...husband...don't...dirty Long Tianyu felt that his tongue seemed to be wrapped in a layer of flesh, and he couldn't help but twitch his tongue back and forth, and touched her granulation from time to time.
Oh...oh...Ah...husband...Ah...I met again...Ah...
The granules in Diaochan's valley were gradually swelling and swelling by Long Tianyu, looking red and tender, and the gurgling spring water also flowed into a pool.
Long Tianyu felt that he was so suffocating that he couldn't hold it anymore, so he pushed his tongue out, hugged her willow waist, and held the dragon spear and stabbed it in.
Ah Diao Chan let out a happy moan, wrapped her hands around Long Tianyu's neck, and pressed her chest hard, as if she wanted Long Tianyu to help her relieve itching.
Long Tianyu thrust hard in her valley without saying a word. When the thick dragon spear was inserted into and out, the spring water brought out wet the red carpet under him. With the sound of "patty" impact, it was indeed a bit...
Ah…AhAhAhAh…Husband…Hurry up… Come soon…AhAh…Ah!
Diao Chan let out a long moan, her body trembled and she burst out.
After orgasm, Diao Chan lay motionless on the red carpet, her face flushed, her eyes were as watery as she was, her skin turned pink, and Cherry's mouth made lazy moans from time to time.
Long Tianyu leaned on her and continued to thrust, he had not yet vented himself.
I don't know how long it took for Diao Chan's flesh lips to roll over by him. With the continuous climax, Diao Chan was already at the verge of coma. Finally, Long Tianyu's moaned with a "Oao" and held her plump buttocks tightly with both hands. The dragon spear pressed against the valley, and his whole body twitched. A stream of semen began to ejaculate in her valley. It lasted for about a minute before he stopped ejaculation.
The essence made Diao Chan's lower abdomen bloated.
Diao Chan also fainted smoothly in his final climax.
Long Tianyu lay on Diao Chan's chest and kicked him a few times. He slowly pulled out the dragon spear. With a "pop" sound, the dragon spear left her valley. After the dragon spear came out, it was still trembling, as if it was still a little unfulfilled.
As the dragon spear was drawn out, streams of semen slowly flowed out along Diao Chan's valley and fell on the red carpet along the root of her thigh. Long Tianyu said in secretly that it was a pity that it was all the essence Ah, and he gave in this way.
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