Feng Qing was shocked.
Such skill Feng Qing was good at kung fu, but not very good at martial arts.
At most, she was good at embroidering her fists and legs.
With the ability of the person in front of her, squeezing her to death would be like squeezing an ant to death.
So Feng Qing went to wait on him The masked man had an excellent figure, but it was a pity that he was very hairy and only allowed her to work on his key parts, and did not let her see other parts.
Although Feng Qing felt regretful, she still tried her best As a result, the man was lying there calmly, without any sign of raising his head.
Feng Qing has always been very proud of her skills, claiming to be able to make impotent men masculine, but when she met this man who came to her door in the middle of the night, she was hit hard.
Normally, if she used her skills to tease her a few times, those stinky men would become hot all over, their eyes would glow green, they would knock her down completely, and fight her for three hundred rounds.
But she had been busy with this man for half an hour, using all her skills.
Not only did this man not feel hot all over, but he also showed signs of getting colder, and the surrounding air seemed to be decreasing rapidly.
Finally, when Feng Qing's last move was of no use, she finally gave up and raised her body with great dissatisfaction: "Your Excellency is obviously a heavenly eunuch, and you came here specifically to entertain me."
This man has such a good figure, but he turns out to be a silver gun and candle holder.
The masked man didn't say anything.
He stood up directly, flicked his sleeves, straightened his robe, turned around and walked out.
Feng Qing doesn’t give up, but I’m so unhappy that all my hard work has been in vain.
So she chased after him for two steps: "Your Excellency just left and didn't stay."
She didn't have time to say the next words, and she would never be able to say them.
The masked man didn't look back, he just waved his sleeves back, and the lively Feng Qing froze into an ice sculpture on the spot, and then shattered into tiny blood dust with a bang.
In the middle of the night, Long Fan had just fallen asleep when he was roughly woken up by Mo Zhao: "Get out of here."
Long Fan had been busy all day, and he was very angry when he was kicked like this.
If it weren't for the fact that the other person was the Lord, he would beat the person out without saying a word.
"Lord, what's the matter with you?"
His tone was already very bad.
Mo Zhao's tone was even worse, almost gritting his teeth: "There is a big problem with this body."
Long Fan's heart skipped a beat and he fell asleep half way through: "What's the big problem?"
"It is a heavenly eunuch" Long Fan: "" He paused: "How did you know?"
The Lord just went to test the function of the words as soon as he succeeded in possessing him.
Didn’t the Lord back then never approach women?
Why did he suddenly do this this time?
Mo Zhao snorted.
Naturally, he didn't want to say that when he was making love with Rong Che, he was romantic but not obscene.
He focused on maintaining his virginity, but occasionally he would have a physiological reaction when he saw a beautiful woman.
For example, he had this need for Gu Xijiu back then, but he just suppressed it.
But this time after he succeeded in possessing her, and when he saw Gu Xijiu even having physical contact with her, he strangely lacked any lust, which made him feel a little panicked.
When Long Fan asked him just now, he thought he was not responding to Gu Xijiu, who was also a clone, so he found someone to try first, but he didn't expect Whether this matter was big or small, Long Fan thought about it and advised him to find a few more women to try
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