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Men are lustful, while women love money. This is the truth of human nature.

However, this does not mean that men are not loving money or women are not lustful.

But relatively speaking, sex and money are together, and men and women can only choose one. If they can choose one, men will choose colors, but not money; women will choose money, but not color.

Some people will say dissatisfiedly, why? If you have money, there will be women. Why don’t you choose money?

Let me tell you: For example, when men and women have no worries about food and clothing, be careful to have no worries about food and clothing. If a person who has no food to eat, he will neither choose money nor color, but choose a bunch of buns to eat.

To put it in the main point, let a man or woman who has no worries about food and clothing give him or her, take a group of beauties or handsome men, and then take out a lot of money. If they can only choose the same one, the man will definitely choose the beauty; while a woman will still choose the money.

This means that women are more realistic than men and are shortsighted than men.

Because, in life, a man makes money in addition to food and clothing? It’s not just for fucking some women! If he can have food and clothing, and also for many beautiful women who attract themselves, then money is meaningless to him. He will not want to go out, don’t want to dress, but just want to have a bed every day.

Women are different. They have food and clothing, and they want to show off and show off. They like to dress up, cosmetics, beautiful clothes, etc., those vanity-like external things.

Only when they have all the vanity things, will they think that men need to solve their physical problems.

This also shows that women do not have strong physical needs. However, this does not mean that women do not like to be a quarrel.

Women should react slowly to it, because the woman's body is not as excited as men. If a man revitalizes a woman's sexual interest, then a woman will be more crazy than a man. When anger is strong, a woman will do anything for the sake of her, without dignity, and even let the man say that she is not afraid of death.

Although men are fond of "color", they do not have the cruelty of subliminating their qualities to "death to death".

Having said so much nonsense, you may ask: Canlong, what exactly do you want to say? Are you pouring water again?

No, I just want to say:

In the elevator, as Liu Lang entered the passage below Fan Bingbing, Fan Bingbing's body hardened, let go of her kissing mouth, left Liu Lang's lips, and then moaned with satisfaction: "Well... well...ah... so fulfilling..."

However, after Liu Lang's bottom was thrust into it, he did not move and placed it inside, letting the water inside soak. He was enjoying the clamping and warm feeling of the passage below Fan Bingbing.

Liu Lang enjoyed it, but something was stabbed into Fan Bingbing but did not move. This made Fan Bingbing anxious. A huge amount of heart fire arose in her heart. She wanted it, she wanted it so much. Only by moving can she live. For this, she would rather do anything.

Now, everyone "readers" know that Canlong said so much, but he just wanted to say that Fan Bingbing is the kind, before he got angry, he was a lady; once the heart fire rose, it was a physical machine that longed for him.

"Husband... can't stand it anymore...ah...why are you...not moving anymore..." Fan Bingbing licked Liu Lang's cheek and drilled his ears with her tongue.

"My good sister, you always refuse me and say you at first, but later, you urge me to say you, as if I can't satisfy you, alas." Liu Lang never really gained the upper hand in front of this beauty. He originally wanted to solve her heart fire on her body and play with her, but every time, she played with herself in turn, and became her tool for venting her desires.

"Don't you like me to call you me? Dear, move quickly, good husband, come and make my sister happy. Husband." Fan Bingbing's voice was as enthusiastic as fire, and she could melt the millennium ice layer in the Arctic.

When Liu Lang heard Fan Bingbing say this, he would not be a man if he didn't move, so he moved gently below. However, holding Fan Bingbing like this is not easy to exercise, so it is not natural to move.

Fan Bingbing also felt that Liu Lang's posture made his lower body not enter enough, his speed not enough, and he could not let go of it.

So Fan Bingbing put down her feet, held Liu Lang's back with her right hand, leaned her upper body back, and pulled him back slowly until her back leaned against the side wall of the elevator.

Due to walking, Liu Lang's bottom slipped out of the wet crack, which made Fan Bingbing feel so empty and reluctant.

However, Luo Bu below Liu Lang had no trouble. His hands above him started to get started. His left hand unbuttoned the buttons of her clothes, pinched her big grandma through the lace cover, and put his right hand between her legs, lifted her left leg.

Fan Bingbing held the handrail on the side wall of the elevator with her right hand, tried to cushion her right foot in high heels, raised her body, held Liu Lang's big stick with her left hand, and used his head to cut open his own slit, and hummed with a trembling voice: "Husband..."

Liu Lang pressed the beauty's head against the side wall, kissed her sandalwood mouth wildly, grabbed her big butt and buttocks with both hands, and hit her forward, and the big stick hit the deep part of her body cavity, hitting the delicate skull palace. This comfortable feeling made Liu Lang praise: "Ah... good sister, ah... I want to say you... I want to say you fiercely."

"Honey...ah...it's very deep...you say...you say harshly..." Fan Bingbing rolled her eyes, crossed her legs to Liu Lang's waist, so that Liu Lang could even say harshly.

As Liu Langyude's movements, her body became tighter and tighter. She held Liu Lang's head tightly with both hands, allowing him to lick, kiss and bite on his chest, neck, face, and mouth.

Liu Lang pressed the woman against the wall, buried her face in the soft middle of her chest, held her buttocks with both hands, and her butt was shaking violently, and murmured, "It's so good, I'm going to die, my wife, I'm talking to you, it's so good."

"Ah...ah...ah...I feel good too...ah...I'm coming..." After being fucked hard like this, Fan Bingbing called heaven in a loud voice.

Suddenly, Fan Bingbing bit her lip and pressed Liu Lang's head hard into the two balls of flesh on her chest that were softer than cotton, making Liu Lang almost unable to get angry. Fortunately, Liu Lang learned the turtle breathing technique of the Zombie Sect (zombie technique, see the previous public chapter, Qilin Jade Pendant for details).

After a while, Fan Bingbing was still moved by Liu Langyu, she came to her senses, let go of Liu Lang's head, and said in admiration: "Honey...hum...huh...hum...hum...hum...hum..." Fan Bingbing rubbed Liu Lang's hair panting.

"Ding..." Although the elevator stopped on every floor, it still reached the top floor.

Liu Lang's body stopped shaking and said gently: "You're happy, I'm not happy yet, hurry up, hold me." Liu Lang licked the tip of her cute nose.

Fan Bingbing clamped her legs around Liu Lang's waist tighter.

Liu Lang held Fan Bingbing's butt, hugged her and walked towards the elevator, because his mental power was sensed, and there was no one in the corridor.

The surveillance on this floor is not connected to the hotel, and is separate, because this floor is lived by Liu Lang’s female family, so the surveillance computer room is in the security room on this floor.

Also, the top-level monitoring is not turned on at all, because Fan Bingbing lives alone, and Wen Bixia rarely lives here. She usually wants to live back to Wang Shiqin, so the reason is that Liu Lang lives with Wang Shiqin.

Because Liu Lang hugged Fan Bingbing, the inner warehouse hanging on Fan Bingbing's legs fell into the elevator.

Fan Bingbing hurriedly said, "Ah, Liu Lang, my inner warehouse has fallen into the elevator. You can hold the elevator quickly."

At this time, the elevator began to close. Fan Bingbing said anxiously: "Click the elevator quickly. If someone asks me to pick it up, I will be killed."

Liu Lang was not anxious at all, because he sensed that no one was pressing the elevator down there, so the elevator closed and would not go down. He teased Fan Bingbing and said, "Whoever picks up your inner warehouse will be lucky. No, it's more important to us."

"What are you saying?" Fan Bingbing rolled her eyes at Liu Lang. She struggled for a moment, put down her legs, and pressed open the elevator door. Seeing that the elevator did not go down, she bent down and picked up the inner warehouse.

Liu Lang saw Fan Bingbing bent over, maybe because she had a lot of water under her, so she did not squat down like a lady, and then bent over; instead, she straightened her legs and bent over to pick up the inner warehouse.

In this way, Fan Bingbing's posture is just like you arching the back and leading Liu Lang into it from behind, which is very attractive.

When Liu Lang saw Fan Bingbing's pink crack, he bowed in front of him. When he saw Fan Bingbing tied the inner warehouse, he was about to get up. So Liu Lang rushed over, hugged Fan Bingbing's butt, and poked a big stick from behind her. Then, he held Fan Bingbing out of the elevator with force in his hand.

Fan Bingbing was shocked, but when she saw Liu Lang pulling her out of the elevator, she grabbed her hands from behind with both hands, grabbed her left hand with her left hand, and grabbed her right hand with her right hand. While walking, she pushed her forward with her underneath.

This position was like a bull pushing Fan Bingbing's butt. Fan Bingbing never thought that she could make Liu Lang say she was while walking. She shouted happily, "Ah..."

I just walked to Fan Bingbing's door. At this time, Fan Bingbing thought that his mother lived downstairs and wanted to have dinner downstairs. So Fan Bingbing said, "Ah, Liu Lang, my husband, let's go back to the elevator. My mother lives downstairs."

So, Liu Lang took Fan Bingbing's hand, and Fan Bingbing bent her body slightly, allowing Liu Lang to slowly walk towards the elevator while hitting behind.

"While walking, I said, "Isn't this a dream?" Liu Lang thought to himself. He didn't expect that it would be OK to do it like this, and it would be so comfortable.

When she walked to the front of the elevator, Fan Bingbing stopped working. She kept her body and fell out from under Liu Lang. Fan Bingbing said, "Ah, Liu Lang, let's not do this anymore. You hug me and say, "When I finish, I'll put on my clothes before going down. Otherwise, how can I see my mother?"

Liu Lang thought that it was the first time he saw his mother-in-law. He couldn't stay naked and said to go to see her daughter.

So, Liu Lang hugged Fan Bingbing's butt and asked Fan Bingbing to climb on the wall. He kept rushing. In this quiet corridor, there were constant sounds of men and women colliding...
Chapter completed!