[Plane] Cleaner

Chapter 83 Martial Arts 8 Bird Emperor

The pain of the body being torn apart was not strong in the suffocating feeling of lack of oxygen, but gave birth to a different kind of stimulation.

The emperor soon ejaculated because he couldn't stand the stimulation of his sensitive spot.

Song Chen pulled him to the surface of the water, the emperor panted, and was hugged by Song Chen naked.

After panting for a while, the emperor recovered, his flushed cheeks gradually returned to a fair color, and he pushed Song Chen expressionlessly: "Let go of me."

Song Chen raised his eyebrows, and found that the emperor couldn't see his movements at all, and felt that what the emperor did was very pleasing to him, so he let him go as he pleased.

The emperor staggered and almost fell into the water again because of his weak legs, Song Chen quickly caught him, but it was a pity that the emperor was awkward and arrogant, disdainful of Song Chen's kindness, he pushed Song Chen away fiercely again, who knew that he himself Because of this action, he fell into the water in embarrassment.

Song Chen thought it was funny, and looked on coldly in the air, while Lin Wang, who was still sitting cross-legged in meditation, couldn't bear it, so he stretched out his hand luckily and swung the struggling emperor to the shore.

It's not that Lin Zhu really couldn't bear it. The emperor could tell what happened with Song Chen at a glance. He just suddenly felt a little sympathy for the emperor. Chen seems to be quite interested in this emperor, it would be great if his attention could be diverted from himself to the emperor.

The emperor shook his limp legs, endured the pain that came from behind him from time to time, tried his best to keep his expression serious, and didn't care about such things at all, so he could make himself not so angry.

After putting on his clothes, the emperor raised his head and looked around. He only saw a gray-clothed man sitting on the bank, and saw no one else. He looked at Lin Wang with murderous intent in his eyes. Wretched people must not stay.

Lin Huan's expression remained unchanged, he directly stretched out his right hand, flicked the tip of his index finger slightly, and almost hit the emperor with a blow of strong internal force.

But it was only almost, Song Chen stopped him.

"I'm getting bolder."

Lin Huan's expression froze and he closed his mouth.

Song Chen sneered, turned his head and pinched the emperor's chin, lifted his chin, and took a hard bite.

"If it wasn't because you are the emperor, the son of heaven, and you have dragon aura on your body, I wouldn't be able to touch you." Song Chen rubbed the emperor's butt, "If you didn't ejaculate the dragon sperm on me in the end, you wouldn't be able to touch you now." You won't hear my voice either."

The emperor froze and tried to keep his face expressionless, so that he would not be so embarrassed, but Song Chen's hand slipped in along his unfastened skirt, and directly stuffed his fingers into the small hole that was not completely closed .

"It's so sensitive." Song Chen bit his earlobe and praised in his ear.

The emperor's face was flushed with anger, and he tried his best to break away from Song Chen: "Let go of me!"

Song Chen pretended not to hear, and with all his strength, the emperor couldn't get out, and directly pushed him down on the bank. The clothes he had just put on were torn off by Song Chen again, revealing the emperor's muscular chest and red vermilion. fruit.

Song Chen stimulated the sensitive points on the emperor's body. Even though the emperor's body was tense all the time, the gradually thickened panting sound and raised evil roots all honestly reflected his true feelings at the moment.

The emperor's body was tense, causing the small hole on the back to be very tight. Song Chen could barely move with three fingers inserted in it.He found the bulge again, pinching or pressing or scraping or kneading made the emperor tremble with joy.

"Ah..." The emperor clenched his teeth, but still couldn't help but let out a moan from the corner of his mouth. He immediately wanted to shut his mouth, but Song Chen had already heard it.

"Is that cool, little slut?"

Lin Wang sat cross-legged on the shore. Although his face was expressionless, his heart was full of turbulent waves. He could hear increasingly heavy gasps and Song Chen's teasing obscenities. He really hated his hearing. Why is it so good, even the subtle sound of the emperor rubbing against the ground when twisting can be heard clearly.

The emperor was born young and didn't understand when he was young. When he was 14 years old, he spent the spring night with two maids. On the second day, he heard the palace people talking about him behind his back. Later, he immediately executed the two maids and The palace people who learned about this incident made it a secret.

Later, when I became the emperor, I had to open the harem. Every night, the emperor was in great pain. He had to order the palace servants to blow out the candles in advance to facilitate intercourse. After a long time, the concubines in the harem understood the emperor's eccentricities. It was also because Long Wei didn't dare to ask more questions.

Having said so much, I just want to point out that the emperor is actually quite young. Because of his health, he doesn't have much intercourse. He is 27 or [-] years old. The color is still light, and he hasn't used it too much at first glance.

Lin Huan gritted his teeth secretly, disgusted by this kind of behavior in his heart, but still endured the disgust and sat there still. For this kind of person, Song Chen only had one thought, if you are serious, you will lose.

Stubborn temper.

Song Chen withdrew, the emperor stood there in a daze, and saw Lin Wang take some holy spring water and float away.

The whole process was clean and tidy, without any sloppiness, until Lin Wang left the forbidden area of ​​the holy spring, the emperor was still lying on the ground in a daze.

Song Chen himself has no real interest in this aspect now. After all, no matter how beautiful a person is, no matter how delicious, no matter how ecstatic his voice is, Brother Chen can't understand how strong this person's attraction is to him without such a thing. Do it yourself No matter how much it feels like serving someone else.

Song Chen mixed black and red soil with holy water, played with the mud, and repaired the hole with a few slaps.

No matter how you look at it, it's awkward. This lump of mud seems to be floating in the air, which is really weird. Fortunately, after a while, for some unknown reason, the black mud gradually became transparent and then disappeared. not see.

"My good apprentice." Song Chen turned his head to look at Lin Huan, with deep meaning, "Did you memorize the formulas that Master taught you yesterday?"

"I learned it by heart last night."

"Very good, it's still early, so I'll teach you how to cast spells. If you learn it well, you can walk in the air like a teacher, with three flavors of real fire, and kill people invisible."

Lin Wan bowed and thanked, "Thank you, Master."

Lin Juan was talented and intelligent, Song Chen only taught him twice and he memorized it, and he needed to comprehend the rest on his own.

With the integrity of the boundary membrane of the plane, Song Chen came with a more difficult task.

catch ghosts.

I don't know how many ghosts have come to the next plane in the past few days, and they are now scattered in various places. Song Chen's task is to catch them all without missing a single one.

This time, only ghosts really know where they are.

Song Chen spent the whole night catching all the ghosts around, and the bead hanging on Lin Huan's neck gradually had a few black threads as thin as gossamer.

Now even if there are ghosts around, they dare not come over and send them to Song Chen, the devil king, and run away for their lives in a hurry, so as not to accidentally lose the ghost's life.

small theater

a twin

It is said that one afternoon, the wind was sunny, and Uncle Song had just returned from playing basketball outside, and was taking a shower in the bathroom, when suddenly a person came in and hugged him from behind.

Song Chen had water in his eyes, and before he could see who it was, that person impatiently stretched out his hand in front of him.

"Zheyu?"

"kindness."

"Want it?"

"Well, why, no?" Su Zheyu bit him.

Song Chen pressed him against the wall happily.

When sleeping at night, Su Zhehong lay on the bed silently biting the quilt alone. Song Chen rubbed his head, thinking that he had a tendon and couldn't compete with his brother, and it still hurt so much.

So it was another night of sex that night.

The next night, when brother Chen was about to lead a rotten life with his arms around Su Zheyu after dinner, Su Zhehong who was beside him suddenly became furious.

"Bastard Song Chen, die, die, die, die, die!"

Su Zhehong lifted the table and roared: "The person yesterday afternoon was Su Zheyu, and so was the person at night!!!!!!"

Song Chen turned his head, Su Zheyu smiled sinisterly.

"Go to my bed at night." Song Chen raised his chin.

"Hmph!" Su Zhehong snorted coldly with disdain, but when Song Chen returned to his room after taking a shower, he was still obediently lying on the bed.

After a happy night.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah Su Zheyu bastard, I will not let you go!" Su Zhehong's roar came from a corner of the villa, and Su Zheyu snorted and nestled in Song Chen's arms fell asleep.

Two Chen Sen

By the way, it's another sunny day, and our scumbag brother Chen is rushing home.

The reason is that Chen Sen called him in a hurry and said that there was a thief in the house and his ring was stolen.

What the hell? !

The ring was worn on Chen Sen's hand, and it was almost growing together, and he couldn't even pull it off. Moreover, Chen Sen loved the ring very much. Even Song Chen rarely let him see it. How could it be stolen by a thief? up?

It was entirely because Chen Sen lied to let Song Chen go home.

Song Chen is a rascal, he has no choice but to stop the car and go home in the face of the sloppy Chen Sen.

When I got home, it was quiet and there was no movement. The door of the bedroom was opened, and there was a light inside.

Song Chen pushed the door open and walked in. Chen Senguo knelt on the bed with his body bent, with a bow tied around his neck.

"Master please enjoy~"

"To die."

Chen Sen rushed over: "Brother Chen, we haven't had that for a long time."

Song Chen dodged lightly.

Pounce again.

Hide again.

Chen Sen quit and pleaded with the author's uncle, so Uncle Pin moved his finger, and Song Chen lay naked on the bed without moving.

"Are you still my uncle?" Song Chen was helpless.

So the crackling sounded all night.

The next morning, Chen Sen raised his hands in surrender with dark circles under his eyes: "Uncle, I dare not do it again."

Chen Sen's little chrysanthemum was stabbed all night, and now he felt the cold wind blowing from behind Song Chen's body, so he hurriedly went to the toilet with his hands on his buttocks.

"I don't want to be a big loose goods, you can't do it!"

San Shen'an

It was still sunny and sunny, oh no, it was raining this time.

Shen An is cooking.

Song Chen was playing with the computer, and the notification sound on it kept beeping.

Shen An fried a pot of vegetables, angrily dropped the spatula and ran behind Song Chen to peek at what he was doing.

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Haohao is the cutest: Ge Ge is so powerful, Haohao admires you so much.

Chen: Don't be obsessed with brother, brother is just a legend.

Haohao is the cutest: Wow!There is so much connotation in what Ge Ge casually said.

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It was the small window below that flashed again, Song Chen heard the sound of beeps, and hurriedly opened it.

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I'm not a doll: Shushu, you taught me how to whiten skin last week, so good.

Chen: Hush—now is the time to witness miracles.

I'm not a doll: Star Eyes.

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Shen An gritted his teeth.

The next day, Song Chen got up and opened the oldest but still the most popular little penguin chat software above, but found that his friend was left alone ————————— the favorite An An.

Song Chen's face was covered with black lines, but Shen An slept soundly with dark circles under his eyes.

Si Mo Qingyun

It is said that Song Chen and Mo Qingyun went on an outing this afternoon.

Song Chen: "Qingyun, I heard that the fish here are easy to catch."

Mo Qingyun: "Yes, yes, yes."

after awhile.

Song Chen: "The fish here seem to be quite difficult to catch."

Mo Qingyun: "Yes, yes, yes."

in a while.

Song Chen: "There are no fish here."

Mo Qingyun: "Yes, yes, yes."

At last.

Song Chen: "This fucking isn't a river at all!!!"

Mo Qingyun: "Yes, yes, yes."

Song Chen: "You only know what's right?"

Mo Qingyun: "Master, this cheap slave has caught a lot of fish, do you want to eat it?"

Grilled fish.

Song Chen: "This fish is too small to skewer."

Mo Qingyun: "Master, here comes the lowly slave."

I changed one.

Song Chen: "This fish is ugly, I don't want to skewer it."

Mo Qingyun: "Master, here comes the lowly slave."

Another one.

Song Chen: "This fish is too big to skewer."

Mo Qingyun: "Master, here comes the lowly slave."

At last.

Song Chen held up the fish that was still not skewered and burst into tears: "..."

Mo Qingyun: "Master, here comes the lowly slave."

Five-way engine

One morning, Song Chen was awakened by the movement in his arms.

Xiang Qing writhed in bed like a snake, humming uncontrollably, but couldn't wake up.

He closed his eyes, his face was flushed, the corners of his eyes were moist and weeping, looking like he was in pain.

Song Chen woke him up and stuffed him into the bathroom to calm him down.

The next day Song Chen opened his eyes, and Xiang Qing twisted like a snake again, excruciatingly painful.

Song Chen quickly woke him up.

And so again on the third day.

Song Chen wondered what happened these few days, Xiang Qing always had nightmares, whether he was sick, and whether he should take him to the hospital.

It was like this for five consecutive days, Song Chen couldn't keep silent any longer.

On the morning of the fifth day, Song Chen woke up Xiang Qing with a heavy expression.

"You are very ill, please don't give up treatment, I will take you to the hospital."

Xiang Qing didn't speak.

"Are you too sick to speak?"

Song Chen was even more heartbroken and determined to take Xiang Qing to see a doctor.

Xiang Qing: "I'm not sick."

Song Chen: "You have nightmares every morning, my heart hurts so much! My heart hurts so much!"

Xiang Qing was expressionless: "That's a spring dream, and you have interrupted it five times."