In the villa at Tianye Ranch, Dr. Li vomited blood and passed out almost at the same time that Smith's back disappeared.
Jingchi Xuemei rushed over and called his name eagerly. Qusangzhuomu pulled Xuemei away with a smile. He lit a blue Tibetan incense, blew the smoke into his nostrils, and whispered in his ear.
He said: "Don't overact. I'll count to three. If Master doesn't wake up, I'll put this soul-returning fragrance into Master's armpit."
The little liar had no choice but to wake up leisurely and shout: "It smells so good."
What's even more fragrant is Jingchi Xuemei's body fragrance.
After nightfall, Miss Jingchi Xuemei and Mr. Li walked side by side; due to physical reasons, the scope of the walk could not be very large, and the end point was the small pavilion in the lake.
"Miss Xuemei, this lake should have a beautiful name, right?" In the darkness, the waiter lurking by the lake heard Mr. Li's inquiry. He cursed in his heart: I have lived here for so long, and I just want to ask now. It is simply speechless.
Find something to say!
"Yes, we all call it Luo Ma Lake. It used to have a very beautiful name, called Xingyi Lake. On summer evenings, when you sit here and look at the stars in the lake, you can see a great chess score. And
It's my birthday in one month, and on that day, I will change its name back."
The two of them are now sitting on a sofa each. Jingchi Xuemei is very happy. After eating until now, Li Jun has always had a calm demeanor.
"Xingyi Lake is very good. Why did you call it Luo Ma Lake later?"
"Because of the mistakes my ancestors made, this is a punishment. The house you live in now was built for his self-examination. Now, I can finally get rid of this curse, Li Jun, thanks to your protection.
"
The waiter's heart was almost in his throat. If Miss Xuemei continues to speak, Master Nomura's words...
Fortunately, Mr. Li didn't have much interest in other people's privacy. Perhaps because of the cold air in Lok Ma Lake, he started coughing again.
Jingchi Xuemei walked over, stood behind him and gently beat her back: "You have to be careful."
"Thank you, miss. I'm much better. Why do you have to accommodate me like this? You know I have a girlfriend."
"Li Jun, I feel so guilty."
What a cunning guy! The waiter heard Miss Xuemei calling in a low voice and vaguely saw her... Suddenly there was a slight sound of footsteps beside him.
The waiter looked up and saw a surprised face.
"How can you crawl in the mud? Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk! It stinks so much. Are you drunk? Get up, I'll help you wash up over there."
The waiter helplessly allowed Mr. Li's cousin to tear off his disguise. He tried to lower his voice and said, "Sister, I'm not drunk."
"I think you are drunk. Drunk people are like this. Why are you smearing stinky mud all over your face when you are not drunk? Isn't it fun?"
The waiter was about to struggle, but found that the other party's soft hands were surprisingly strong. Suddenly, his mind was in a trance, and he was held by her hand obediently and walked towards the villa.
In the small pavilion in the center of the lake, Jingchi Xuemei was trembling with a youthful atmosphere; Li Jun's body exuded the fresh fragrance of flowers, and just being held by him with her right hand made her whole body warm and trembling.
Zhu Tong was also hesitant. It didn't take much effort to capture this prey. He had done similar things before; but now, he felt deeply guilty.
The stars reflected in Xingyi Lake were like Ye'er's eyes, watching him tenderly, reminding him: This is wrong.
Ichixuemi also struggled to keep calm, wanting to remind herself of business matters and also remind the man who was going to be unruly: "Li Jun, I am going to Kyoto tomorrow morning, and your friend Mr. Tian asked to meet as soon as possible. Mr. Smith today
I offend you because I think this cooperation will cause financial pressure. I would like to discuss with Mr. Ikeda again and ask if we should modify the contract?"
At this time, Jingchi Xuemei shouldn't talk about this topic. Everything Zhu Tong did was to destroy Smith's good deeds. Thinking of the pain on his body and the contest with Smith, Zhu Tong hardened his heart and put his hand on her
's shoulders.
"Oh..." Jingchi Xuemei sighed helplessly, and fell softly into his arms.
In order to prevent her from falling into Luo Ma Lake, Zhu Tong's arms naturally wrapped around her slender waist. Jingchi Xuemei gently turned her face, rubbed Zhu Tong's shoulders, and let out a faint intoxicated moan.
According to the established procedure, Zhu Tong should hold her face and kiss her. But all of a sudden, Ye'er's shadow always dangled in front of his eyes, and Zhu Tong couldn't bring himself to kiss her.
"Li Jun, am I ugly?" Jingchi Xuemei couldn't bear it and reluctantly raised her head.
There was no other way, so Zhu Tong had to rub his lips on her cheek a few times. Jingchi Xuemei also had a pretty face, which also attracted him to taste it; this was definitely not a chore.
Jingchi Xuemei sighed movedly, her soft lips touched his neck, and she stretched out the tip of her tongue to lick it gently like a deer.
Zhu Tong felt: She should have experience. If this is just a game, would it be too hypocritical to be so polite?
The little liar finally stretched out his claws and pressed them on her chest. The girl's reaction made him suspicious again. The peak suddenly rose, and she was shaking violently like an electric shock. She held down his hand with one hand.
Ichi Yukimi wore a kimono-style fashion, with the chest open neither high nor low; Zhu Tong's palm only touched a solid mound, and it didn't feel very full through two layers of fabric.
"That Miss Chen said she wanted to come to visit you. She is very beautiful. Is she also your girlfriend?" At this time, Jingchi Xuemei could still think of these things. Zhu Tong, no longer polite, slowly rubbed the other.
A hand reached in from her waist and rubbed the smooth skin on her back.
Jingchi Xuemei finally couldn't hold on any longer and buried her face in her arms, trembling and panting. After a while, she gently unbuttoned her chest and pulled that hateful hand in.
Her vagina is smooth and firm, but still green like a peach. With a little more force, it can touch her ribs. Such stimulation cannot be one-sided. Feeling the faint body fragrance on her body, Zhu Tong has rich experience.
Determine whether Jingchi Xuemi is still a virgin.
The male's selfish instinct is aroused, thinking that in the foreseeable future, there will be another pair of hands enjoying the same part, the pair of peaches will become plump and heavy, and the body will be equally enthusiastic; he can't help but increase his efforts to knead and fiddle with these parts.
Bi-sensitive**.
The other hand had already reached down, grabbing her buttocks and ravaging her.
Jingchi Xuemei was completely lost in the sexual experience, her face was flushed and she was breathing heavily. She raised her head and put her red lips together.
"Li Jun, kiss me."
The two of them were entwined tightly, her tongue was wet and warm, like a fragrant petal blooming in Zhu Tong's mouth, her delicate face was flushed, and her breath was mixed with helpless moans.
The weak lungs could not withstand the long-term suffocation. Zhu Tong struggled to raise his head, and the stars were shining silently in the night sky. In an instant, Zhu Tong seemed to see a pair of clear eyes, which were Ye'er looking at them coldly.
he.
"Ahem!" Zhu Tong coughed violently once, and a stream of blood actually oozed from the corner of his mouth.
"I'm sorry, ahem, Miss Xuemei, I..." He pushed her away and struggled to stand up.
"I do, I do. Li Jun, I know you have a lover, and I will not interfere with your life." Jingchi Xuemei hugged him tightly and gently wiped the blood with her sleeves; "I do.
"
The female living Buddha arrived in time and once again held up the incense and blew it into the little liar's nostrils to stop his coughing: "Look, this will kill you. Impulse is the devil, so keep quiet."
Zhu Tong's face was as red as Jingchi Xuemei's. Just now, he had been struggling in the whirlpool of reason and indulgence. He coughed up blood and felt much more relaxed.
The two helped Zhu Tong back to the villa and arranged Zhu Tong to sleep on the second floor; Miss Xuemei reluctantly left.
"Brother, you are getting more and more presumptuous. Do you know where this place is? Our every move is being monitored. When you seduced Miss Xuemei just now, there were at least three people around. I drove away two of them, the old guy Nomura
, I have no confidence in provoking him."
"I said that things outside have nothing to do with us. What I did was just acting for them." The little liar looked disdainful.
"It doesn't matter if a grown man likes to play with butterflies. What's the point of playing with women?" Qusangzhuom was very angry. He originally wanted to follow the Living Buddha Suowonda when he came to Zhumen, but he didn't expect to be led by Zhu Huai first.
In the capital and Shaanxi area, he went around socializing with boring people; after being urgently recruited to Japan, he turned out to serve this smooth-tongued boss.
On the first day at the ranch, Qusangzhuom already felt that something was wrong here. Not to mention the jockeys, the two waiters around Zhu Tong turned out to be accomplished masters in cultivation. After seeing Nomura Huahai, she
Said: This old man's cultivation level is no less than his own.
Zhu Tong said at that time: I asked you to come here to recite sutras and cure my illness, and external matters have nothing to do with us.
The trouble you caused had nothing to do with me in the first place? The female living Buddha wanted to leave at that time, but then she thought, maybe she could take this opportunity to go to Suowunda?
Therefore, Dieshen and Suowonda became the weight of both parties. After many rounds of talks, they finally reached an agreement that satisfied both parties: after returning to China, the female living Buddha will stay with Suowonda.
Finally, Zhu Tong still had the identity of the leader, and the female living Buddha, with an attitude that was not as knowledgeable as a villain, reported in a low voice the harvest of the medicine.
"There is a camp inside the mountain, and there are some children inside. Nomura has been following me, and I can only roughly judge that there are at least a hundred children inside."
"Well." Zhu Tong responded and suddenly woke up; "Zhu Yuan, it's not a good habit to spy on other people's secrets. The more you know, the greater the danger. This is Japan, do you think they haven't seen where we are from?
?For my health and everyone’s safety, stop all similar actions.”
"Yes, Master." Qusangzhuom responded charmingly; "For your health, I want to tell you something. The quality of the herbs collected this time is very good. Starting tomorrow, you will receive aromatherapy treatment. Now
, go to sleep. Master Heji will come back and explain Buddhist scriptures to me later?"
Zhu Tong knew that she was not convinced and was going to say something else. The female living Buddha shook the prayer wheel, the butterfly god was fooling her, and the little liar couldn't help but feel sleepy.
His last thought was: Buddhism is inherently weird. What would Master Huiheji look like if he knew that the person who humbly asked him for Buddhist scriptures was actually a female Living Buddha from Tibet, a Buddhist resort?
Not all those who wear cassocks are monks, and those who play with prayer wheels are not just out of curiosity; this seems to be what the second senior brother said...