In the bathroom, there was a Japanese-style wooden bathtub. The water was placed in one-third of the bathtub. Uncle Fan spread his hands and asked Shu Yanyue to take off his clothes one by one like an uncle.
Only the last pair of pants left!
Without any hesitation, Shu Yanyue squatted in front of Fan Jianqiang and took off her pants!
The spectacular sight of a pillar holding up the sky!
Shu Yanyue's squatting posture seemed to be serving Uncle Fan with her mouth. Any similarity with the scenes in countless Japanese movies is purely coincidental.
No matter how you say it, Uncle Fan is a young man in his twenties, full of blood. How could he not react in such a scene?
Shu Yanyue's face turned red. After staring at Uncle Fan's artifact for two seconds, she stood up and whispered: "Master, would you like to get into the bathtub now? The water temperature is just right."
Fan Jianqiang thought she was going to do some exciting work for herself. He was stunned for a moment and felt a little embarrassed. He stepped into the bathtub and sat down in the water.
Silence is better than sound at this time.
Shu Yanyue took off her pajamas and asked with a slight embarrassment: "Master, can I come in and rub your back?"
Shu Yanyue seemed to have planned it for a long time. As soon as she took off her pajamas, she didn't wear any extra clothes underneath, presenting her body in front of Fan Jianqiang at a glance.
Although she is thirty-two years old, Xu is naturally beautiful and maintains her figure very well. What is especially rare is that her chest is so plump.
"good."
Apart from being good, what else can I say about Mr. Fan!
…
The two smooth round soft flesh were gently rubbing on the back. The smoothness of the shower gel and the touch of a pair of small red beans made Uncle Fan very comfortable. After rubbing for several minutes, Shu Yanyue finally
He pressed his whole body against Fan Jianqiang's back, and with a slight force of his hands, he squeezed and pushed Fan Jianqiang's front body from top to bottom, until...all the way to between his legs!
"Master...how is Yueyue's service? Master, do you like it?"
"Like...like...very comfortable..."
Is it uncomfortable to be held by one of her hands?
"Then...Master, can I go in front of you and help you wash it carefully?"
Goblin!
"Okay, approved." Fan Jianqian was overjoyed.
I have to admire the wisdom of the Japanese people. Uncle Fan originally couldn't figure out why there was a small wooden bench in the bathtub, but now he understands.
He was sitting on a small wooden stool, leaning his back against the smooth wall of the bathtub, with a certain part just above the water!
Shu Yanyue knelt and sat between Uncle Fan's legs, her round rabbit trembling slightly, and her hands were filled with rich and delicate shower gel foam.
here we go!
Shu Yanyue washed the bath very seriously and was so dedicated that Uncle Fan even forgot to breathe.
"I have never seen such a big one before. The master is really a man among men." Shu Yanyue praised.
"Cough cough cough..."
Shu Yanyue smiled sweetly and said, "Master, are you shy?"
"Hey, I haven't seen any scene before, how is it possible?"
Shu Yanyue's eyes were so charming that they were almost watering, and she murmured: "Then, your maid, can you wash it again with your mouth?"
"Do you still need to ask? Come on, come on!" Fan Qianqiang impatiently pressed his hand on Shu Yanyue's head...
"Hiss..." Fan Jianqiang gasped in relief.
In less than five minutes, Uncle Fan produced a large dollop of shower gel and lay in the bathtub extremely comfortable.
Shu Yanyue gently removed the small wooden stool and pressed her body against Fan Qianqiang's body, squirming gently and continuing to stimulate Fan Qianqiang further.
"You are so awesome, your skills with your mouth are great!" Fan Jianqiang praised sincerely.
"Master, I can be even more powerful. Let's go to bed and I can make Master more happy."
Fan Qianqiang said excitedly: "Then what are you waiting for?"
After taking a shower, Shu Yanyue used a bath towel to wipe off Fan Jianqiang's body. The service was considerate.
Fan Jianqiang went to bed naked, but Shu Yanyue did not follow. Fan Qiangian urged him anxiously, but Shu Yanyue said outside that she would come immediately after changing her clothes.
Fan Jianqiang was very curious about what he was wearing at this time! Come directly!
After waiting for two or three minutes, Shu Yanyue finally came in. She was wearing clothes! Strictly speaking, it was the same as not wearing any clothes.
Because she was wearing almost transparent black silk underwear.
Adding some extra clothes makes it even more tempting, and the subtle embellishments make men even more excited.
Immediately afterwards, the stereo in the bedroom rang, and with the background music, Shu Yanyue began to dance gracefully. Her movements were extremely seductive, and her hungry expression, whether it was a true expression or the need to dance, made Fan Qiangqiang
The word dissatisfaction comes to mind.
The twisting waist is like a small electric motor. The translucent black of the black stockings and the white of her body give people a very exciting feeling of color difference.
Fan Jianqiang had already swelled up again.
"Master, lie down on the bed and I will start serving you."
Ga? I’m lying on my stomach? What new thing are you doing? How can I have fun lying on my stomach?
Although he felt strange, Fan Qiangqiang still lay down obediently. However, due to the swelling of a certain part, Mr. Fan had to raise his buttocks slightly so that the pressure would not be too painful.
After a moment, two hands touched his calves respectively, and slowly slid up...
"Hiss...that's the butt...dirty..." Fan Qianqiang's whole body tensed up. He felt that Shu Yanyue's soft tongue had licked the crack of his butt from bottom to top.
An indescribable feeling of comfort spreads throughout the limbs!
It’s so damn comfortable!
But he couldn't help but remind him, after all... that's the butt!
"Every part of the master's body is clean."
Fan Jianqiang trembled all over, these words...are so wonderful to say!
No matter how you say it, I am a practicing god. How can the body of a god be unclean? Can it be sacred?
Every time he licked it, Fan Jianqiang's body trembled and he felt so comfortable that he almost flew into the sky.
"Master... there are no popping candies and jelly today. Next time I can make Crystal Love and bomb Pearl Harbor for the master."
Fan Jianqiang's eyes widened, and he refrained from asking what it was like, lest he be teased for his ignorance.
…
Finally, after being troubled by Shu Yanyue's wonderful services one after another for almost an hour, Fan Jianqiang finally began the most primitive battle of mankind!
As for the process, please omit it, because how could a pure and innocent person like Shitou write such obscene plots!
Unfortunately, although I was so happy and did it until 3:30 in the morning, the magic pattern just didn’t respond!
Fan Qianqiang probably thinks it's because Shu Yanyue hasn't really developed feelings for her yet, and it may take more time! Although he helped her out of the sea of misery and settled her parents' debt, she must be more grateful.
!
Damn it, doesn’t gratitude count as true emotion?! I said!
No wonder the reward points for this mission are more than the reward points for the previous three missions combined!
It’s really not that simple!
When she got up the next day, Shu Yanyue had not woken up after struggling for more than three hours.
Fan Qiangqiang did not wake her up, left a note saying that he had gone to work, and left the Luyinyuan Community.
Back at the rental house, Fan Qiangqiang went to work. He was going to start planting flower seedlings. He had to do all these tasks himself. While filling the flower pots with soil, he was still counting on his fingers.
If it sells for one million, there are more than a thousand pots here, then no
Is it just over a billion? Damn it. Fan Qiangqiang felt very energetic when he worked. He worked so hard all the time. Then when he got tired, he went to take a dip in Xichen Lake and rest for a while until three in the afternoon.
At four o'clock, I was hungry, so I announced to myself that I was off work.
When thinking of eating, Fan Qiangqiang naturally thinks of the craftsmanship of the descendants of the palace chefs in Yalan Huanshe.
"Brother Jiang, are you busy? If you are busy, forget it. If not, I will see you at Yalan Huanshe in thirty minutes."