Zheng Gang fell from a state cadre to a death row prisoner, and then from a death row prisoner to a fugitive wanted nationwide. His thoughts and personality have undergone tremendous changes. He no longer has much human touch and his personality has become more indifferent. Especially the huge sum of money he earned for his life was actually eaten by his former rivals. His heart has always been occupied by anger and hatred, and he is thinking about how to take revenge.
But he couldn't tell what kind of hatred he had for Shang Rong. He lent the money to Shang Rong out of an indescribable mood. He was helpless and unwilling to accept it. It would be fine if he died. As for the fate that the money would bring to Shang Rong, he didn't care about his affairs. Of course, he still subconsciously hoped that the money would bring trouble to Shang Rong, and even made this classmate become a prisoner.
Unfortunately, Zheng Gang was in great danger and escaped from the clutches of the god of death. Although the current situation was in a panic, he was not willing to sit back and see his former rival enjoying the huge sum of money without any scruples.
Of course, the root of all this is because Zhang Yan's hymen was broken by Shang Rong, and she took Shang Rong's foot washing water.
However, since he came to this secluded mountain village with Aihua, his mood gradually calmed down, and at least he no longer had the urge to find Shang Rong to fight.
During these peaceful days, while coveting the beauty of Sister Ai Hua's wife, he actually developed a love for Ai Lin, a sixteen-year-old girl. This was an emotion he had never experienced before. He clearly realized that this emotion was different from the desire for Ai Hua and Xiufen. He not only wanted to possess Ai Lin's body, but also wanted to have everything about this innocent girl.
Zheng Gang even thought that if he could live with Ailin, the love, hate and hatred between him and Shangrong would gradually fade away.
Now, Zheng Gang's passionate heart instantly cooled down with a few words from a wild monk.
Born with eyebrow bones, body shape divergence, planting a lifelong bad fate, and being able to do your best...
Zheng Gang's mind was filled with the old monk's words, and he looked down at the girl sleeping soundly in his arms. A feeling of sorrow and anger arose, how could he be born with Yu?
Shoryu Ah!
We were a life-and-death enemy in our previous life, and we will fight to the death in this life. As long as you live for one day, I will not be able to get peace for a day. Otherwise, why would the woman I like would have to let you, a bastard enjoy it first?
Thinking of this, Zheng Gang suddenly became crazy and saw his eyes red and his hands flew. In just a while, the girl's naked body was exposed to the mottled sunlight in the woods. The two delicate red spots on her chest made Zheng Gang dizzy. At this moment, he was like his demented father, staring at the two buds of the girl motionlessly. A long spit from his mouth drooped down, slowly landing on the dazzling whiteness. Then, he twisted his big head in a very slow movement, and his eyes moved from the girl's chest to the snow-white, slightly bulging belly, and finally fell between his legs. The slightly open legs were not what he imagined. There was also a white and delicate piece, perhaps because it lacked the nourishment of rain and dew, and the sad grass had not yet grown.
Only the slightly convex hill seemed to be winding under it, looking tightly and bulging, and Zheng Gang seemed to hear the sound of gurgling water in his ears.
One of his hands stretched out, and found the warm spring in the tight gap. He imagined his fingers as Shang Rong's giant object and poked it in with a puff.
Ah!
The girl suddenly tensed her body in her sleep, and then she stretched out like a pool of water. Her face was still a sweet smile, and her legs were inadvertently opened, as if she was welcoming her lover's caress.
Looking at the girl's expression, Zheng Gang became angry from his heart, and was cursing, cursing with his mouth, and a finger was quickly in and out. As the girl moaned like a dreamy moan, a puff of water actually came from his lower body.
They are all bitches... they are all sloppy guys who deserve to fuck... I will fuck you to death now... I will cuckold that bastard first...
Zheng Gang cursed pervertedly while pulling his pants open. The old monk's words had already been run away from the sky.
However, something strange happened. When the ugly thing that was still in his crotch just now came into contact with Ailin's petals, it was like a fire that met the fire, and it was instantly melted. No matter how anxious he was in his heart, no matter how he rubbed the delicate petals, the thing ended up like a ripe noodles, as soft as if someone had pulled off his muscles and bones.
Finally, Zheng Gang, who was sweating profusely, had to whistle to the sky, and he became impotence again on his beloved girl.
But he knew that this was not because of his lack of masculinity, but because the old monk did something. This damn bald donkey was determined to give the girl he liked to Shang Rong for enjoyment.
Looking at the girl's innocent expression and thinking that this tender body could only be given to Shang Rong, the desire in Zheng Gang suddenly disappeared. Facing the delicate body with a slightly sweaty body in his arms, he grabbed the girl's plump breasts with one hand and sighed helplessly: Your heart is mine... No matter which man you are fucked by... Your heart only belongs to me...
Then there was a harsh laugh. Amid the laughter, Zheng Gang suddenly saw the dog Wu Song standing not far away, with his dark eyes staring at him vigilantly.
But he couldn't tell what kind of hatred he had for Shang Rong. He lent the money to Shang Rong out of an indescribable mood. He was helpless and unwilling to accept it. It would be fine if he died. As for the fate that the money would bring to Shang Rong, he didn't care about his affairs. Of course, he still subconsciously hoped that the money would bring trouble to Shang Rong, and even made this classmate become a prisoner.
Unfortunately, Zheng Gang was in great danger and escaped from the clutches of the god of death. Although the current situation was in a panic, he was not willing to sit back and see his former rival enjoying the huge sum of money without any scruples.
Of course, the root of all this is because Zhang Yan's hymen was broken by Shang Rong, and she took Shang Rong's foot washing water.
However, since he came to this secluded mountain village with Aihua, his mood gradually calmed down, and at least he no longer had the urge to find Shang Rong to fight.
During these peaceful days, while coveting the beauty of Sister Ai Hua's wife, he actually developed a love for Ai Lin, a sixteen-year-old girl. This was an emotion he had never experienced before. He clearly realized that this emotion was different from the desire for Ai Hua and Xiufen. He not only wanted to possess Ai Lin's body, but also wanted to have everything about this innocent girl.
Zheng Gang even thought that if he could live with Ailin, the love, hate and hatred between him and Shangrong would gradually fade away.
Now, Zheng Gang's passionate heart instantly cooled down with a few words from a wild monk.
Born with eyebrow bones, body shape divergence, planting a lifelong bad fate, and being able to do your best...
Zheng Gang's mind was filled with the old monk's words, and he looked down at the girl sleeping soundly in his arms. A feeling of sorrow and anger arose, how could he be born with Yu?
Shoryu Ah!
We were a life-and-death enemy in our previous life, and we will fight to the death in this life. As long as you live for one day, I will not be able to get peace for a day. Otherwise, why would the woman I like would have to let you, a bastard enjoy it first?
Thinking of this, Zheng Gang suddenly became crazy and saw his eyes red and his hands flew. In just a while, the girl's naked body was exposed to the mottled sunlight in the woods. The two delicate red spots on her chest made Zheng Gang dizzy. At this moment, he was like his demented father, staring at the two buds of the girl motionlessly. A long spit from his mouth drooped down, slowly landing on the dazzling whiteness. Then, he twisted his big head in a very slow movement, and his eyes moved from the girl's chest to the snow-white, slightly bulging belly, and finally fell between his legs. The slightly open legs were not what he imagined. There was also a white and delicate piece, perhaps because it lacked the nourishment of rain and dew, and the sad grass had not yet grown.
Only the slightly convex hill seemed to be winding under it, looking tightly and bulging, and Zheng Gang seemed to hear the sound of gurgling water in his ears.
One of his hands stretched out, and found the warm spring in the tight gap. He imagined his fingers as Shang Rong's giant object and poked it in with a puff.
Ah!
The girl suddenly tensed her body in her sleep, and then she stretched out like a pool of water. Her face was still a sweet smile, and her legs were inadvertently opened, as if she was welcoming her lover's caress.
Looking at the girl's expression, Zheng Gang became angry from his heart, and was cursing, cursing with his mouth, and a finger was quickly in and out. As the girl moaned like a dreamy moan, a puff of water actually came from his lower body.
They are all bitches... they are all sloppy guys who deserve to fuck... I will fuck you to death now... I will cuckold that bastard first...
Zheng Gang cursed pervertedly while pulling his pants open. The old monk's words had already been run away from the sky.
However, something strange happened. When the ugly thing that was still in his crotch just now came into contact with Ailin's petals, it was like a fire that met the fire, and it was instantly melted. No matter how anxious he was in his heart, no matter how he rubbed the delicate petals, the thing ended up like a ripe noodles, as soft as if someone had pulled off his muscles and bones.
Finally, Zheng Gang, who was sweating profusely, had to whistle to the sky, and he became impotence again on his beloved girl.
But he knew that this was not because of his lack of masculinity, but because the old monk did something. This damn bald donkey was determined to give the girl he liked to Shang Rong for enjoyment.
Looking at the girl's innocent expression and thinking that this tender body could only be given to Shang Rong, the desire in Zheng Gang suddenly disappeared. Facing the delicate body with a slightly sweaty body in his arms, he grabbed the girl's plump breasts with one hand and sighed helplessly: Your heart is mine... No matter which man you are fucked by... Your heart only belongs to me...
Then there was a harsh laugh. Amid the laughter, Zheng Gang suddenly saw the dog Wu Song standing not far away, with his dark eyes staring at him vigilantly.