Chapter 89 Extra Story: Chunshan Hate Highlights 1

Shen Qingxiu hung his two thighs on Luo Binghe's waist, and the skin on the inner side of his legs, which was as smooth as fat, rubbed unconsciously on his waist.

Shen Qingqiu said in a black line: "Wait, you calm down first."

As soon as you enter the door, someone lifts the bed and picks up the library. What's the situation!

What is this exciting!

Luo Binghe's body, which was stuck between his legs, moved forward for a while, and said, "But the disciple saw something very interesting today, and I'm afraid I won't be able to calm down within a few days. What should I do, Master?"

Shen Qingqiu said calmly: "It's not easy to handle. What is it, let me show it to Shishi, and then we will discuss it. Before that, get me a new pair of pants and a belt for Shishi. "

Luo Binghe nodded, directly ignoring the last sentence, and said, "Okay, then let Shizun take a look."

He took out a thin booklet from his arms.

The pamphlet was colorful and at first glance very gaudy and familiar.

Shen Qingqiu was suspicious when Luo Binghe turned it over, straightened his back, and recited it softly.

"...After nightfall, Luo Binghe was lying on the bed, tossing and turning. He used to sleep in the cold wood room, but suddenly he lay on the bed, but it was difficult to fall asleep. Especially the master, who was thinking about his heart and mind, was lying not far away, only one floor away. The screen, a layer of gauze, the day's warm and attentive care is in front of you, and it seems that there is a mass of evil fire pressing down in the abdomen, the more it burns, the more it burns, the higher it climbs..."

Shen Qingqiu: "..."

Luo Binghe didn't change his face, and continued to read: "...Luo Binghe touched the bed, untied the straps of Shen Qingqiu's shirt, and probed into the fabric, only to feel smooth and delicate, and his muscles and bones were flexible. In a daze, my mind was lost, and I also tore the belt into two pieces..."

Shen Qingqiu glanced at the belt that had just been torn off by Luo Binghe on the ground, goosebumps all over his body.

He said, "Enough."

Luo Binghe put away the booklet, raised his eyes and said solemnly, "It says above that the disciple broke the ground on the night he moved into the firewood shed. His love was so high, his lust became strong, he entered the interior of the bamboo hut in the dark in the middle of the night. The master who was suppressed by the nightmare and couldn't move was like this, like this, like that, loving and loving until dawn."

what the hell! ! !

If remember correctly, Luo Binghe was only fifteen years old at the time! ! !

God damn it! ! !

frenzied! ! !

Luo Binghe turned over and said, "The 'Luo Binghe' in the book, apart from being more daring and daring to do things than his disciples, is inseparable from his master's thoughts."

Shen Qingqiu's voice collapsed: "If you really "dare to do it" like this, it will cost you your life on the spot if you fail to protect your teacher."

Luo Binghe leaned down and kissed his earlobe, the heat rubbed against his cochlea, and said coquettishly, "Master, didn't you say you want to discuss it together? Anyway, take a second look."

Don't dare to look at it, for fear of blindness, there is no place to change the titanium alloy dog's eyes!

Luo Binghe smiled and said, "Don't want to see it? That disciple will read it to you."

He said in a cadence: "Since Master Ye lost his body in "Luo Binghe", he severely punished this disobedient disciple, and had the intention to drive him out of the Cang Qiong Mountain Sect, but in the end he couldn't bear to do it, he just treated it coldly, until the immortal The alliance meeting, the mutant apprentices, the separation of master and apprentice, after several years of reunion, after the reunion, "Shen Qingqiu" was finally caught by "Luo Binghe". Come on, Master, look, this part of the Huanhua Palace water prison, write It's wonderful."

Shen Qingqiu couldn't resist him, and suddenly became a little curious, he couldn't hold back for a while, and glanced at him from the corner of his eyes.

Only this time, he was chopped alive and tender.

[Spring Mountain Hate, The Thirty-Seventh Tribulation, The Water Prison Love Challenge

Shen Qingqiu shook his head, inarticulately said: "Luo... Binghe, you... you let me go..."

Luo Binghe held both of his buttocks, kneaded a few times, and pulled them apart, forcing the small acupoint that had been ravaged countless times to be exposed. He grinned and said, "Master, you are crying now and asking me to let you go. Did you ever think there would be today?"

Shen Qingqiu couldn't stop sobbing: "It's already swollen... I can't insert it..."

It was so swollen that it was almost impossible to see. A ring of bulging red flesh was swollen and brightly closed, and it looked extremely difficult to break through. Luo Binghe felt a little pity in his heart, but he quickly remembered how Shen Qingqiu abandoned him back then. His hatred was rippling, and he stepped forward ruthlessly. Because the redness and swelling are hotter and more slippery than usual, but also narrower and tighter.

Shen Qingqiu's crying pear blossoms brought rain, hissed inhalation, and was stabbed to death by the meat stick that forcibly penetrated. The small wound on the meat wall was heavily scraped, and it would bleed again after inserting it for a few minutes.

"It's going to break... it's going to rot... it hurts..." Shen Qingqiu's hands were tied, struggling and twisting in vain, but he could not get rid of it. 】

Shen Qingqiu: "..."

What the hell is this Nima! ! !

Who is this pear flower with rain! Who is this wicked and maddening thing!

It was obvious that the one who cried the most every time he went to bed was Luo Binghe!

After reading it, Luo Binghe commented: "If you change your disciple, you will definitely not be able to do such a coercive thing. As long as the master frowns, the disciple will not let go, how can he stop crying so hard? The processing here is a bit distorted.”

More than a distortion... Shen Qingqiu really wanted to sue the author...

OOC. OOC is endless!

What the hell Chunshan hates!

After all, he is an RPS fanboy Tianlei Xiaohuangwen who has OOC to the sky, but he can still be so popular!

No wonder always heard people say that the more serious the text, the easier it is to become a red text in the circle!

No, that's not the point... Shen Qingqiu cursed the person who edited this little yellow song for the rest of his life! Single dog! Live your life! You won't be able to marry a wife until you die!

Luo Binghe said: "Why does Shizun's face suddenly turn white and then red? The later episodes are even more ups and downs, making people feel amazing. Although during those five years, I respected Shizun's body like a holy, and I never dared to do anything slightly blasphemous, But since it's a pamphlet circulating in the market, it's okay to laugh at these curious plots."

Shen Qingqiu caught a glimpse of the title: Chunshan Hate, Forty-ninth Calamity, Five Years of Idleness.

Broken eggs.

No, no, no, no! this title! ! !

The door to the new world is not to be missed! Don't be so harsh! ?

Facts have proved that Shen Qingqiu underestimated the lower limit of Chunshan's hatred of the author.

【…

The candlelight flickered, Shen Qingqiu was ignorant, but his brows were red and his lips were red, and his whole body was dyed with a layer of spring color. Luo Binghe put his soft hands on the back of his neck before kissing him, as if Shen Qingqiu had woken up. , took the initiative to hook Luo Binghe's neck and kiss back. The curtains are on the ground, moving without wind, and in the lingering, messy clothes on the ground. Luo Binghe's deep breathing came from the swaying veil.

...

Shen Qingqiu lay on Luo Binghe lifelessly, and was embraced by his firm arms. Both nipples were sucked and swollen red and swollen, like two small fruits. There are blue and purple handprints on the buttocks. The fleshy pussy, which was fucked to the point of being cooked red, was still soft and contained half-hard masculinity, and it was soaking wet. 】

Shen Qingqiulei cried.

This can be done too! ! !

Challenge the three views and challenge the moral limit! ! !

It is said that green Ding Ding is very popular in giving birth to children. God bless Chunshan, please don't have children, thank you! ! !

As a few pages were hurriedly turned, followed by another thundering thunder.

[Spring Mountain Hate, Fifty-fifth Tribulation, Heavenly Demon Evil Blood

The chests of the two were close to each other, Luo Binghe felt that the skin of the person in his arms was delicate and tender, soaked in the mountain spring, and it was even more smooth and smooth.

He hugged Shen Qingqiu without saying a word, bowed his head and gave a deep kiss, sometimes biting his lips and gently tearing, sometimes sticking his tongue, and wreaking havoc in his mouth.

Shen Qingqiu was reluctant, but the blood of the demons in his belly was causing trouble, his body was weak, and he couldn't breathe because of the kiss. Unconsciously, his legs were ripped apart, and Luo Binghe rushed in.

Although the two of them had been fooling around for quite a while, Shen Qingqiu was able to get used to Luo Binghe's giant thing long ago, but it was still extremely uncomfortable to break in suddenly. Especially when the meat stick pierced the intestinal wall, the warm spring water also took the opportunity to pour in, and the mouth below drank a lot of water, the legs hanging on both sides of Luo Binghe's waist suddenly clamped, and the intestinal wall also trembled. Luo Binghe only felt that the small hole was hooping and sucking, and it was extremely comfortable. He vigorously kneaded Shen Qingqiu's buttocks, and adjusted his posture while letting him relax.

After all, after being fucked for many days, it was already cooked, Shen Qingqiu breathed out after a while and rebuked with tears, "...Get out!"

Luo Binghe said with a smile: "Master scolds like this, but his body doesn't obey him."

Shen Qingqiu gritted his teeth and said unwillingly: "...If you hadn't fed me that poisonous blood...how could I be so humiliated by you, a white-eyed wolf..."

Under the control of the demon blood, he could only obediently spread his legs further apart and relax his back so that Luo Binghe could fuck him. The acupoint meat softly contained Luo Binghe, allowing him to inhale carefully.

Shen Qingqiu became more and more chaotic, and wanted to cry without tears. Luo Binghe dragged his buttocks with one hand, keeping their crotch tightly inlaid, and slapped Shen Qingqiu's round and snow-white buttocks with the other hand.

After one round, Luo Binghe hugged him out of the water before taking a short rest. From the cold water vapor, Shen Qingqiu shrank his hands and feet, including his back acupuncture points. Luo Binghe laid him naked as a sacrifice on a large bluestone next to the hot spring. Mutianxi huddles together in a ball. The blue stone was cold, and Shen Qingqiu twisted as soon as he lay down. He was fair-skinned. He had just experienced a violent affair. He was steamed by the spring water, and his whole body was bright pink. The water in his black eyes like stars was rippling. He was tired and sleepy, and was disheartened. He turned his head, He refused to look directly at the traitor Luo Binghe.

Luo Binghe got stuck between his legs, put his pure white calf on his shoulders, pushed his penis in with a puff, and then pushed it in without hesitation. Every inch of the inner wall was supported to the limit, and the column body was rubbed fiercely. The folds at the mouth of the meat hole were also smoothed out. 】

Shen Qingqiu: "..."

Fan J is strong and J is forced to J, there are many tricks, the author has a lot of fun...

Luo Binghe said slowly: "Actually, I never thought that the blood of the demons could still be used for this purpose."

Shen Qingqiu remained silent.

He also did not expect that Luo Binghe in the underground palace with hot springs in the Demon Realm could still be used for this purpose...

Luo Binghe said, "I've learned a lot."