Chapter 412-Ghost, the door is not closed yet

ey on my hands! ""my name is Yan Yuantong. I'm from Daming House!" I am a craftsman, my ancestor is the Tang Dynasty Shang Shu Yan Liben! The 'Daming Palace' and 'Vientiane Shrine' of Empress Wu Zetia...after a while, the back door opened, and a charming woman dressed in silk with an open neckline poked her head out.

when the woman saw that there was no one outside the door, she put her hand on the doorpost and deliberately lowered her body to look out. As soon as her body was pressed, the neckline immediately revealed two balls of muddy round white steamed buns!

although there was a certain distance, Zhao Kui could still see clearly and could not help swallowing his saliva.

"Goo."

there is a heat in my heart!

when the woman closed the door, Li Tiancheng smiled and said, "some women are like dry firewood. As long as they light a fire, adults can set them on fire."

Zhao Jie didn't say anything, but the fire in his heart was getting hotter and hotter!

Zhao Jie followed Li Tiancheng to Wuzhi's backyard.

when Li Tiancheng pushed open the rear courtyard door under Wuzhi, there happened to be a fat girl sweeping the floor.

these days, Wuzhi has selected some hardworking women and girls from the refugees to come to the house, and this fat girl is one of them.

Li Tiancheng asked the fat girl, "is the first lady at home"

the fat girl shook her head. "the eldest ladies have all gone out and gone to Wu's house."

Li Tiancheng looked sadly at Zhao Kui standing outside the door and said, "official family, I'm really sorry, but I didn't expect my niece to go out. Why don't we wait here"

in fact, the two scenes that Zhao Jie saw when she came to her mind flashed through her mind all the time.

the picture of a man and a woman hugging each other and tearing each other's clothes can be seen!

the gasping sound of men and women kissing each other seems to be still echoing in Zhao Kui's ears!

and the woman dressed in tender white meat made Zhao's chest hot!

an unprecedented sense of irritation haunts his body. Zhao Jie has only one bold idea in his mind now. He is going to take off the red silk handkerchief, knock on the door, and hug his plump, white body!

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Zhao Jie immediately turned around, and along the way he came, he stood again at the back door of the high-gate compound.

"Goo!"

he swallowed the water, went up and knocked at the door. The

door will open soon. As soon as the

door was opened, a very strong fragrance came to the nostrils.

at the moment of smelling this fragrance, Zhao Kui's throat could not help but agitate several times.

the woman in front of her, in terms of appearance, can only belong to the middle class among the three thousand beauties in Zhao Kui's harem.

but for some reason, now her tender white flesh and the two round balls on her chest are inexplicably attractive to Zhao.

Zhao Kui almost instinctively opened his hands and hugged the woman tightly in his arms. He seemed to push the woman into the courtyard in an impetuous manner.

"who are you and what are you doing"

the woman was startled. Although there was some panic on her face, there was a smile in her eyes.

Zhao is in such a hurry because a woman is wearing a sachet. The smell of the sachet can make men obsessed with it, turn themselves into beasts and release the wildness of their bodies.

is also the most expensive sachet used by girls in Sweet Water Lane, and only her "top card" can afford it.

at this time, Zhao Kui is not going to pay attention to these subtle expressions in a woman's eyes. What he thinks of now is the white body of a woman.

"you don't care who I am, don't you want a man now" Here I come! "

as she spoke, Zhao pressed the woman against the wall next to the door.

he kept rubbing every part of the woman's body with his hands up and down, and lingered in front of the bulging and soft position.

"Oh, don't worry, you son of a bitch! The door is still open.sty. At present, I am afraid that Cui Jiao's poems are only stored in the library of some literary mogul, and few people ask about them.Master Li's eyes shone brightly, and he was obviously deeply mov...