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070th stroke: Then what comes out

No. 070: Then it will come out

Dongfang Yong discovered something very bad at this time!

His door is not closed!!

At this time, a lively figure had appeared outside the door. It was Dongfang Yong's sister, Dongfang Yu.

She looked into the room curiously, obviously looking for Dongfang Yong!

And Dongfang Yong was at his happiest now. When he was stimulated at this time, and Bing'er heard the sound outside the room, he was so frightened that he clenched his hands tightly, and then he gave it a few hard blows like pulling out a carrot.

In the end, Dongfang Yong couldn't help it anymore!

It's going to rain, my mother is going to get married, and when the orgasm reaches the climax, it comes out!

When Dongfang Yu saw Dongfang Yong, there was such a strange phenomenon.

Dongfang Yong sat on the edge of the bed, leaning his upper body back at 60 degrees. He pressed the bed with his hands to prevent him from lying on the bed. He took off one side of his pants and hung the entire pants on the other foot. His legs were spread wide.

It's so big, it looks as slutty as it looks!

Bing'er's clothes were messy and she squatted between Dongfang Yong's spread legs. She seemed to hear Dongfang Yu's voice and turned around quickly, her face red!

A shot of milky white liquid flew up from between the two of them. It was so powerful that it hit Bing'er's face, hair, and even the floor behind Bing'er!

What is this? Dongfang Yu looked between them and saw Bing'er's small hands holding a purple-red "Shuanghui". (Okay, Dongfang Yu doesn't know Shuanghui)

This, this is...

The thoughts in Dongfang Yu's head were all reflected in her eyes. It was slow to say, but it only took half a breath. At this time, the girl Dongfang Yu didn't know what she saw.

In an instant, she was petrified!

Bing'er was also stupid...

Dongfang Yong is counting, one share, two shares... Damn, more than twenty shares are worth less than milk!

For a moment, the three of them were extremely quiet!

After being stunned, Dongfang Yu and Bing'er actually woke up quickly and knew clearly what was happening. However, such embarrassing things made them too shy to face it, so they didn't move, as if

If you don't move, you can "cover your ears and steal the bell".

Dongfang Yong spread strips of cheese on Bing'er, whose face was as red as a candied haws. The man's refractory period made Dongfang Yong feel guilty, and he quickly pulled the quilt to cover his lower body.

This action made the two girls unable to remain still any longer. Bing'er quickly got her head into Dongfang Yong's quilt, but she happened to bump into "Shuanghui" who had not softened yet. Dongfang Yong let out a moan!

Dongfang Yu's face was red and bleeding, and his mind was spinning for several times without knowing what to say.

Originally, she would come to Dongfang Yong every afternoon to read and practice calligraphy together, but because she saw how enthusiastic he was towards Wen He outside the city at noon, she was jealous, so she stopped coming to see him as usual. After thinking about it, she

He still came, but he didn’t see his brother in the study or yard. Dongfang Yu came looking for him, but he didn’t expect to see such a scene!

Suddenly she said urgently: "Brother, please change the quilt quickly, I'm leaving first!"

After saying that, she ran away!

Seeing Dongfang Yu leave, Dongfang Yong breathed a sigh of relief. The pressure just now was too much. It was embarrassing for her to stay and explain. Now that she leaves, she can pretend that nothing happened!

But after hearing her last words, Dongfang Yong's face turned red. He looked at his quilt, which was dotted with white spots, and smiled bitterly.

"Hey, it's okay Bing'er, Yu is gone!" Dongfang Yong patted Bing'er on the back and said with a smile.

"Really?" Bing'er raised her delicate red face and looked out the door with moist eyes. After confirming, she turned back and said angrily: "Young master is so bad. He didn't even close the door. How can I let others see the young lady in the future?"

"Hey, it's okay. Yu Hui pretends not to see it. You just have to act as if nothing happened, otherwise it will be very embarrassing! By the way, you see, this quilt needs to be changed, otherwise we won't have to cover it tonight."

Bing'er felt ashamed when she heard that Dongfang Yong said "we are here tonight"!



Until night, Dongfang Yong didn't see Dongfang Yu. He thought she would avoid him for the past two days. Dongfang Yong could only smile and shake his head.

At night, Dongfang Yong slept with Bing'er wearing only a bellyband, and then Dongfang Yong entered his soul space.

When I saw Long Cangtian again, I saw that he was still in the shape of a dragon, coiled up in a ball, lying quietly in front of the door of our imperial tower. Compared to yesterday, he no longer looked sluggish!

Dongfang Yong came closer and saw that he was sleeping!

He walked over and shook his faucet, but he didn't wake up. If it weren't for the fact that his nostrils were still breathing heavily, Dongfang Yong would have thought he died yesterday because he couldn't withstand the pressure.

Dongfang Yong ignored him, pushed open the pagoda door, and walked in. Sixty-four clay terracotta warriors stood quietly around the Tai Chi diagram. Dongfang Yong thought of Mr. Qin. Although he believed his story about time travel, he had no idea about him.

Still feels incredible!

Standing in the middle of the Tai Chi diagram, with a thought, the floor of the Tai Chi diagram sank downwards. According to Dongfang Yong's idea, he was sent to Mr. Qin's place.

"I will conquer Liuhe and rule the world!" The majestic voice rang.

As soon as Dongfang Yong reached the ground, he looked at the dragon chair. Mr. Qin, who was wearing a black dragon robe, was sitting there with a golden sword, and one or two powerful short sentences came out of his mouth from time to time!

"Hey, Mr. Qin, you were here to introduce me yesterday, why are you talking about this tonight?" Dongfang Yong asked in confusion.

Mr. Qin glanced at Dongfang Yong indifferently and said unhappily: "I am a wise man, how come I met a loaner like you?"

"You..." Dongfang Yong was surprised, what did I do to you?

"Have you practiced the military-killing skills I taught you yesterday?" Mr. Qin interrupted.

"Killing military merit?" Dongfang Yong was stunned, and then he remembered that there was indeed such a thing, but he didn't have time today, so he forgot about it, "No."

Dongfang Yong told the truth.

"Humph!" Mr. Qin raised his head slightly, as if to express his dissatisfaction.

Damn, you are my contracted subordinate after all, and you are showing me such a stern expression! Dongfang Yong felt uncomfortable, but then he thought that he was older than him in terms of age, and he taught the skills to him just to make him better.

He has the ability to protect himself, so the discomfort disappears.

Dongfang Yonglue said embarrassedly: "Mr. Qin, it's my fault. I will definitely practice tomorrow."

But Mr. Qin said: "The martial arts of killing is not something you can practice just if you want to practice it! The martial arts of killing as the name suggests is the god-killing technique that sweeps away thousands of armies in the chaos. Its characteristic is just one word: movement!

You can’t practice just by sitting down!”

Dongfang Yong felt a lump in his throat after hearing this!

Since you can't cultivate if you want to, why did you say that to me just now?

"Then what should I do? Do I have to find someone to pretend to be a rebel outside my body so that I can practice?" Dongfang Yong asked after a while.

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