Count the romantic figures, but also look at the young men in brothels

The young master found a big book case again and asked the young man to carry it, but he never thought about walking a few steps. Before he could go out of the city, the young man shouted: "Young master, the ground is so heavy, can you rest?" Last break?"

Hearing this, the young master turned around, knocked the fan on his head, and scolded: "Ignorant boy! This time, I will not leave the city, and wait for the people to wake up in the gentle village tomorrow, and find out that I am playing tricks on them. How can I be good?"

"No! The evaluation of Master Nuwen, other than slaves, is very fair and worthy." The young man was still wearing a veil, but he said earnestly.

"Hey! You are a braggart." The young master laughed.Seeing that it was getting late, thinking that the gate of the city had been closed, he found a quiet place and took the young lady to sleep.

The young master was lying on the bed after taking a bath, listening to the young man's undressing and taking off his clothes, he couldn't help thinking about the secrets that broke out in the wild forest that day. Choose the skill of Nan/Guan, and the body/lower body suddenly becomes hot.I vented my desire to myself, but I thought that at this moment, all the prostitutes are having fun with Nan/Wang'er in that fish/water!How could he sleep alone?Isn't the outside world just his redeemed prostitute?How stupid!

"Ahem...you come in and let the young master see what it looks like."

The sound of the little boy undressing and taking off his belt suddenly stopped, like a frightened bird stopped moving, but he didn't dare to move his footsteps.

"Can you hear my young master's words? Come in quickly!" The young master was really panicking in his heart, but he didn't dare to let others see through, so he used other people's fire to intimidate the children outside with his bluff.

Sure enough, the young lady walked in step by step, gently and slowly, as carefully as walking on the tip of a lotus flower, as cautiously as walking on thin ice.The young master heard the soft footsteps, as if they were knocking on his heart, it was even more unbearable, his heart became hot, he turned over and sat up suddenly, he fell off the ground without wearing silk shoes, and turned on the bed after capturing the young man.

As soon as the little boy fell on the bed, his face turned pale with fright, struggling like a newborn calf, the young master was so strong that he pulled his face towel.But he is a beautiful person, with charming features in his eyebrows and eyes. There is a beautiful mole the size of a grain of rice, and it is hard to tell if there are too many young masters. Seeing Nanhou Zhao Zigao, he wished he could spit blood and kill himself."

Xiao Nan'er was crying and making noises, and he couldn't follow through with life, but the young master was picked up even more, turned him over, stepped up, suppressed him forcefully, took off his obscene pants with his hands, and put them behind his ears Said in a deep voice: "You accept me for a while, let me taste it, if you say that my young master is not good at masculinity, I will let you go tomorrow."

The little boy was both sad and happy, still thinking, but the valley behind him was probed by human hands, all three souls were lost and seven souls were lost, and he started to make a desperate fuss, making the floor creak.The young master is really annoyed that he is attached to him, this young man is very noisy, he doesn't seem to have been raped at all, I think he has finally chosen a strong body, but there is no reason to meet such a master, what a bad luck!

"I don't care how you make a fuss, young master, I have to get fun from you today. If you are really afraid of pain, don't cry out. I will use the tortoise/gongjiao and your room/middle/art, and the two of us will be happy together. Isn't it a hundred times better than this coercion like slaughtering pigs and cattle?" The young master leaned down again, clamped his mouth and tongue, and didn't allow him to scream again.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu…

As soon as the young master heard the beginning, he shook his head and smiled wryly, knowing that he had met someone with a story in the lyrics, let it go, let him listen to him, "tell me."

"I'm not the one who should be sold today, but because a young man in the building eloped with someone. The turtle/gong was furious, and he was going to be good. Then, I was kidnapped and sold here the day before yesterday...he wanted to I pretended to be the slave who passed by... I thought I was afraid that the slave hadn't been tamed yet, and there would be trouble if he stayed in the building, but when the young master disturbed him, I bought the slave with the young master..." The young servant cried until his pear blossoms twitched Rain, so pitiful and pitiful.

But the young master asked dumbly: "Aren't you that unbroken / melon boy... Then, have you ever been broken / body before?"

"You—!" The young man was furious immediately, his pretty face blushed, and he blamed the young master angrily. He is a son of a good family, and he was supposed to marry a wife and have children, so why did he say that he was ruined? !Absurd!This young man is so licentious and shameless!

"It's better before it's over! It's better before it's over! Let the young master come and love you well!" After saying that, she wanted to continue sticking her fingers in, leaning down to make out by his ear, trying to divert his attention.

"Young Master! Young Master!" The young man shouted anxiously: "Young Master, how can you be so shameless? I am a son of a good family, please let me go. In the next life, the villain will tie a straw ring and repay the young master for saving his life—ah... ...Ahhh...it hurts!" The young man's oath was distorted immediately, he was stunned by the cock/thing that the young man pushed into the deep/valley, and his thoughts were wandering again, only the pain ran through his body.

The young master has never loved a prostitute/tong'er before, but this time he was amused by this young man, how could he not know that he would return the contract of prostitution from a good family?In this way, shouldn't all the maids and men in his old Suzhou house be released back?The whole family was in a hurry, so they wanted him to be a "grass ring in the next life"?

"Xiao Erlang's words are wrong. How do you know that you were not favored by the young master in the previous life, tearing up and down, thanking the young master for his kindness, and determined to be a cow or a horse in this life, and tie a grass ring to repay you?" He clapped his hands on the mound twice, and said: "Relax your mind and body, the young master is not an indulgent person, and he doesn't like to toss you, so he just wants to taste it."

Hearing the words, the little boy laughed wryly, he really met the demon star in this fate today, so unreasonable, confusing right and wrong, hey, thinking that he had a real fate, so he came out of the wolf nest, and into the tiger's den.Let it go, don't let him have fun today, I'm afraid he won't be able to sleep peacefully without an explanation.

The young master is grinding and exploring outside, the path of Taoyuan is all in front of him, but he suffers from no way to get through, just when he is at a loss, he slips suddenly, and all the yang/things are inserted/into it.The young master couldn't help sighing, but he heard the little boy gasping for breath, trembling and turning around, as if he wanted to take advantage of his things.

The young master tried to move, but it was so tight that he couldn't help it, so he bent down to sniff the fragrance on his mouth, and caressed his hands up and down unwillingly, the young man couldn't help moaning/groaning, loosening his body, allowing him to cum/ thing.The young master gradually became interested, the two of them went up and down, up and down, up and down, tossing and turning for a long time, until the end, they were both numb all over, very happy.

After the cloud/disappeared/rain/disappeared, the young master suddenly became poetic, and immediately wrote a poem:

Last year, the river was level with the sea, and today we share Wushan with slaves.

Mo Dao didn't lose his mind this time, and tried to see the pair of mandarin ducks on the bed.

The young master has always been proud of his poems, so he hugged the limp and flushed young man, leaned against his chest, gently kneaded his flexible waist, and asked, "How about this poem? Does it look like everyone else?"

"Bullshit doesn't make any sense!" The young man laughed and scolded in his heart, but he spit out: "Young master is very talented, and my family is very happy."

"That's good!" The young master proudly praised, and he didn't know what to think, but then he leaned sideways on the young man's body, and said softly and seriously in his ear: "Call me 'officer' from now on, my young master has not yet Marry a wife, but want to hear this delicate name."

"..." Xiao Guan'er was startled, but suddenly blushed, and murmured, unable to utter the title.

"Miss, call 'officials' and listen." The young master urged himself with a smile, and it was sweet on his mouth again.The young man met his eyes unconsciously, his clear eyes were full of tolerance and a smile, in a daze...he was really infatuated with his wife.

His thoughts drifted away again, and he remembered the scene when he first met the son.

In the drunken beauty building, he stood behind the crowd in fear.Seeing him coming up to the stage with a fan, bowing, talking and laughing, it doesn't look like Song Yu passing by the wall, but like Pan An coming up on a car, with the jade tree on his side facing the wind, graceful and graceful, which makes people secretly agree.

He is not from an actor's family, and it is helpless to be forced to sell him, but seeing this young man's blurred face, before he can identify him in the future, he shed tears for some reason, his head and eyes are full of him, and he is thinking in his heart, so familiar, he unexpectedly As if seen before.Anticipating that he would not be able to escape this time today, he secretly thought, if he is lucky enough to be able to return to Wushan Yunyu with this young master, it would be better than being ruined by the crazy people with oily hair and noodles!

Now, he and this young master have been to Wushan several times, and they have gone through many times of clouds and rains. The fear of being caught and imprisoned now seems like a dream.

Thinking about the situation in which I was struggling, I felt sad for no reason, and then I was afraid. This fourteen or fifteen-year-old child picked up cold thorns on his body, like a duckweed lucky enough to touch a rotten tree, and obediently held the young man's arm and cried: "Officer Help me... woo woo woo..."

The young master only felt that this "official man" sounded really refreshing, so he said happily again: "Call me a few more times and listen."

"Wuuuuuuu, officer, please help me..."

"Officer, I'm so scared..."

This childish cry of mourning and weeping sounded really strange in the middle of the night, so the young master quickly covered his small mouth and said angrily: "You can just call the officials, why bother to sing again?" New words? This young master has heard these songs many times, and I can sing them myself." The young master smiled again, cleared his throat, and said: "Listen now: official, this servant is really clean In vain, was taken over by that disciple...now there is nothing to cry about, but I beg the officials to grant the slave to die to prove his innocence..."

The young man was really stunned and dumbfounded this time, speechless.

Whether it's tears or words, let me keep my mouth shut because of my heart-wrenching life experience in exile, so as not to be entertained by this heartless young master as an opera.

"Hey! I just remembered, are you famous?" the young master smiled and asked Yanyan.

"Hongjiansheng..." The little boy almost blurted out, looking into the young master's smiling eyes, he sighed inwardly, and said bitterly: "Turtle/Grand Huannu, Chunhua."

"Tsk! This is so shameless! Seeing that the young master gave you a good one." The young master sneered, concentrating on his thoughts, but one hand kept kneading his body back and forth, the young man couldn't help the caress, Trembling straight into his arms drilled.

The young master opened his mouth and chanted a poem: "Spring River, Flowers and Moon Night, Spring, River, Flowers, Moon, Night... Jiang Ye!" The young master fell in love with him, turned sideways and looked at him, and asked with a smile: "Jiang Ye! Jiang Ye how?"

The little boy couldn't bear the gentle but ignorant deep eyes, tears welled up in his eyes, nodded and smiled, "Thank you officer for giving me your name."

"Jiang Ye doesn't cry..." Young Master smiled and shook his head, wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes with his hand.

Jiang Ye couldn't bear it for a while, and raised his hand to grab his hand, covering his eyes.He was sober and clear that the young master had never felt sorry for him in his heart, no matter it was his life experience or his tears.

He seems to be missing that aperture, he only knows joy, but doesn't know sorrow and death.

"May I ask you to know the name of the young master?" Jiang Yeqing asked softly, leaning on the young master's chest.

"My young master's surname is an official, a single celebrity, and an official!" The young master said with a smile, his eyes were bright, piercing Jiang Ye's face with tears.

Officer... how cruel are you?

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