----

Not long after, Zhang Ziyi was touched by Liu Lang and moaned, her eyes were blurred, and her body was so soft that she couldn't use it.

"Liu Lang, you will bully me. I feel so uncomfortable. Come up quickly. I want you, I can't stand it."

Zhang Ziyi's cheeks were flushed and she no longer refused Liu Lang. She was originally a wolf and tiger. She met Liu Lang, a fierce gunman, an expert in hole digging, and had a treasure like Luo Bu, which made her heart fascinated by Liu Lang's Luo Bu.

"Of course, you are my woman, whom I don't bully you?"

Liu Lang began to climb onto the bed. He looked at Zhang Ziyi's mature body and swallowed his saliva with difficulty. He had seen her body many times, but every time he saw it, he felt fresh and excited. He wanted to rush into her body immediately and move properly.

"Liu Lang, you, come on!" I knew that it was time, and I couldn't refuse him. Moreover, my place was also very wet.

She knew that this reaction could not deceive Liu Lang, so she could only beg Liu Lang to spoil her.

"Sister Yi, the last time I was good. Can we do it again?" Liu Lang thought that he felt very happy to go in from behind Zhang Ziyi. He had a very enjoyable time last time.

Zhang Ziyi's face was immediately red like a piece of red cloth. She also looked at Liu Lang's eager eyes and said softly: "Well, you will think of those swaying postures. I won't do that with you." Zhang Ziyi regretted that she had listened to Liu Lang too much before. Now, Liu Lang wants to say that she uses commands to do whatever she wants. This made her, who is used to being a boss, feel aggrieved.

However, a strong woman, if she meets a strong man, then she is even smaller than an ordinary little woman. So, now Zhang Ziyi treats herself like a girl and takes pride in being bullied by Liu Lang. She is so embarrassed to hear Liu Lang want to learn the postures in those films.

"What rogue posture is it? You are wrong to say this. This is art, do you understand? Otherwise, how did this art become popular in Japan and fascinate the whole world by this film? It is just a difficult art."

Seeing that Zhang Ziyi refused to cooperate, Liu Lang had to lower his head first and kissed Zhang Ziyi with his mouth constantly. She must have washed something under her at night. It was so sweet. Liu Lang kissed her so well, as if he was absorbing water and constantly sucking.

Liu Lang wanted to make Zhang Ziyi feel heart-wrenching first, and then ask her to cooperate. By that time, Zhang Ziyi would be the gentlest and listen to her most.

Thinking of this, Liu Lang began to move on her body even more excitedly.

Although Zhang Ziyi and Zhang Liangying are not biological children, their personalities are surprisingly similar. Zhang Ziyi was so happy that she was blown by Liu Lang. She held Liu Lang's head and said, "Liu Lang, lie down and let me do it."

Liu Lang was also happy to let the young woman take the initiative. She was much more capable than Zhang Liangying. Besides, her body could be completely eaten by Liu Lang's Luobu.

Liu Lang lay down, and Zhang Ziyi climbed up excitedly. She first carried her lover's strong thighs hard, then bent down slightly, opened her mouth and held the slightly drooping stick, moistened it with her rich saliva, so that it became thicker, longer and harder in her warm and humid mouth.

After Liu Lang's hardness reached the standard, she spit out the huge rod, licked it with her tongue, and then pressed it down to an almost vertical position with her cheek, feeling the irresistible strong rebound force.

Then, he landed his little mouth on Liu Lang's lower abdomen, licked and kissed again, and took turns to sway around his belly, eyes and thighs, teasing his heart to the fullest.

"Ah..." Liu Lang held the back of Zhang Ziyi's head, and his hands stuck her high-plated cum, "Baby, hum...huh...help me hold it again, baby, I want your mouth." He bounced his brother upwards.

Zhang Ziyi continued her "small fight" as if she hadn't heard the man's words. The only change was to start sliding her fingers on the man's body, softening his shade, pressing his grandmother, and drawing circles on his belly with her soft palms.

This was just adding fuel to the fire. Liu Lang's big stick was so hard that it hurt. He held up the beauty's cheek, "Good sister, good wife, I'm about to explode. Let me say, use your comparison to destroy this inexplicable fire for me."

This is the power of a young woman. She is no longer the kind of girl. She just wants to do it without any psychological or technical means. In that way, can Liu Lang be truly happy?

"Really?"

"real."

"Then do you listen to me?" Zhang Ziyi held the stick, her face was extremely charming, and a faint autumn wave flowed in her bright eyes.

"Listen, of course I listen to you, everything." Liu Lang couldn't stand the beauty of this beautiful woman who could make Sakyamuni return to secular life. He was so excited that he just wanted to put his bottom into a hole. Only then would Liu Lang feel a place of comfort, just like a bird who was tired of flying and entering a nest, and he would feel safe.

"Husband, I want you to force me. Let's play tricks, don't you want it?" Zhang Ziyi's delicate tongue took care of her lover's red heads in every detail. She didn't stop as she spoke.

"What does it mean?" Liu Lang frowned.

"Today I don't want you to be gentle, I want you to be rough, I want you to force me, I want you to soften my underwear, soft my grandma, soft my butt, I want you to say desperately, burst my slit, and turn my chrysanthemum." The woman was panting very quickly, and her hot breathing sprayed on the swaying stick in front of her.

"Haha," Liu Lang laughed dryly, and he forced himself to hold back the ghost fire, "What's wrong with you?"

"I want to experience your male power and vent your wildness on me. Start with my mouth, husband, I want you to say my mouth hard, saying I can't breathe."

After Zhang Ziyi said that, she held the meat crown as big as an egg on the top of the stick, closed her eyes lightly, and then stopped moving, quietly waiting for the man to conquer her.

Women are the simplest, most complex, most understandable, and also the most mysterious creature in the world. A group, no matter how smart you are or how scheming you are, as long as you are not one of them, you will never be able to truly understand them. Just when you think you understand everything you should know, they always have a way to surprise you...

Therefore, although Liu Lang had the mental power to sense what the woman thought at that time, the woman's heart was unpredictable, and although it could sense it, it was useless, which made Liu Lang stunned for a few seconds.

Although Liu Lang was thinking about the real thoughts of a woman in his mind, his bottom was held in a warm mouth, and his butt was shaking back and forth involuntarily, causing the rod to slowly go in and out of the wet and hot mouth.

Zhang Ziyi spitted the tip of her tongue out of her mouth, allowing the man's big stick to rub against the upper part of her cavity wall and the soft tongue surface. From physiology to psychology, she had made all preparations, but the powerful offensive she longed for had not appeared for a long time.

Zhang Ziyi knew that her lover loved her, but now what she wanted was her lover's most savage possession of her body. She wanted to use this to feel her lover's strength. Obviously, if she did not give any encouragement, her lover would definitely not get what she wanted. She turned to actively sucking and hitting her. When the man started to make a happy nasal sound, she pinched a layer of flesh on his butt with her long nails and pinched her hard.

"Ah!" Liu Lang jumped back in pain, "What are you...what are you doing!?" He just started to enjoy it, but was so inexplicably "abuse". He was really angry and his eyes were glaring.

"I don't want to serve you. Who do you think you are? I will never surrender no matter what I say." Zhang Ziyi turned her face to the side, her head slightly raised, and she looked righteous and stubborn.

"This..." Liu Lang frowned and looked at the woman with his eyes squinted, "Oh..." He finally understood that the beauty was teasing her. What she said just now was the truth. She really wanted to "force it" herself.

"Stupid, it's not your turn to decide here," he reached out and pulled the woman's head, lifted her mouth away, and stabbed the hard stick in, "I'll suck it carefully."

Zhang Ziyi closed her eyes in pain, and had an expression of accepting her fate on her face, but she did not move her head and tongue, and there was no sign of starting to voluntarily blow the figure.

"Damn it, you don't realize it, right? Look at me not fucking your mouth violently." Liu Lang smiled fiercely, wrapped his hands around the beauty's head, moved his waist suddenly, rubbed the whole thick rod into her little mouth, and headed straight to the depths of his throat. Then he began to thrust desperately, and punched his high balls on her jaw every time. He was really merciless.

"Um... Um..." Zhang Ziyi's tears and saliva flowed out, and fell on her legs dripping. The man's hair kept stimulating her nose, and her throat hurt by the big stick. She wanted to sneeze, but her mouth was filled with fullness and could not be closed at all. She wanted to vomit, but the power of upward nausea could not resist the power of the impact of the stick and was completely suppressed.

At this time, Zhang Ziyi's brain was blank due to lack of oxygen. Although it was not easy to suffer, this was exactly what she wanted.

"You are disobedient, are you beautiful now?" Liu Lang held the woman's head. On the crazy day, he pretended to be a violent and powerful tyrant on the surface, but his love for the beauty in his heart did not decrease at all. He knew that for a woman, there was no pleasure to rub her mouth like this violently. Therefore, although he was so happy that he could not feel any more happy, he did not really stab her in the mouth. If Liu Lang tried hard, no matter how hard Zhang Ziyi could do it, he would not be able to withstand the impact of Liu Lang Daluobu. I am afraid that she would be silenced.

Zhang Ziyi was already rolling her eyes, and she couldn't do it anymore. She pushed the man's thigh with both hands and wanted to give up, but the back of her head was suddenly pressed tightly, which made Zhang Ziyi feel like she was being forced.

Liu Lang let go when he saw that she couldn't stand it anymore.

Zhang Ziyi inhaled loudly, "Huh...Hu..." and coughed.

Liu Lang took two steps back, looked at Zhang Ziyi and said, "Hehehe, how does it taste? My brother is delicious, right?"
Chapter completed!