future game space

At night, the stars are shining brightly, competing with the moon.

The corridor was illuminated by firelight, and from time to time you could hear the sound of "snatching" sharp weapons embedded in the wood. There was a man sitting on the railing of the corridor, Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang was bored and playing with a Tang Sect hidden weapon, a flying knife. The flying knife sneaked into the wooden pillars of the corridor again and again, and then was pulled out and embedded again. Anyone who is not extremely bored would never do such damage.

Tang Xuejian went to find her grandfather Tang Kun and asked Zhang Yang to wait for her. Zhang Yang knew very well that the woman wanted a fairy dress with wide sleeves and flowing sleeves. Could he not give it to her? No.

The sound of light footsteps came, and Zhang Yang turned his head to look, not forgetting to throw the flying knife onto the wooden pillar again.

"Grandpa and I were talking about where we went to play today." Tang Xuejian's voice was very happy, and a smile was on her pretty face. However, the smile quickly disappeared and was replaced by surprise: "You...

…Our Tang family’s corridor has been so harmed by you.”

Zhang Yang was a little embarrassed, as shy as a little girl.

Tang Xuejian was both angry and funny: "You! You are just a destructive maniac."

"By the way, where is the fairy skirt with wide sleeves?" Tang Xuejian asked with a smile.

Zhang Yang wished he was that wooden pillar... and could be nailed to death. Squeezing out a smile, Zhang Yang said: "Are you really going to change into a fairy dress with wide sleeves? This is a cultural relic? Aren't you afraid of ghosts?"

Tang Xuejian glared at him and said, "Are you reluctant to let go?"

"Of course... no." Zhang Yang lowered his head, but the answer in his heart was the opposite. Soon, a smile appeared on Zhang Yang's face: "The fairy skirt with wide sleeves is in my room. Come on, I will take you to get it."

Tang Xuejian smiled with satisfaction: "Yes."

In the room, candles were lit and it was very warm.

"Where's the fairy skirt with wide sleeves?" Tang Xuejian asked.

Zhang Yang flipped his hands, and a blue fairy dress with wide sleeves appeared in his hands. His smile became even brighter: "How about... you can change into it in my room? I'll take a look at it for you."

Zhang Yang's face is neither red nor out of breath.

Tang Xuejian's face turned as red as a ripe apple for an instant, and her expression couldn't tell whether it was anger or nervousness. She lowered her head and was silent for a while, then raised her head and said, "Do you really want to see it?"

Zhang Yang nodded affirmatively.

Tang Xuejian gritted her teeth, took two steps forward, stretched out her hand and pinched the open thighs sitting on the bed, and twisted them hard.

Zhang Yang took a deep breath, this feeling... was so fucking ecstasy.

Zhang Yang's tears were about to flow out. While he was still immersed in pain, a red coat suddenly appeared on the ground. Zhang Yang's head buzzed, and he raised his head stiffly. He did not expect that,

Just joking, Tang Xuejian actually did as he was told.

Zhang Yang's heartbeat was very fast, and he could hear the sound of his heartbeat, thumping, banging, young and energetic, like a heavy hammer.

Tang Xuejian always lowered his head. Zhang Yang believed that Tang Xuejian was about the same as him at this time, and probably a lot more nervous than him. Although in that regard, Zhang Yang was no longer a junior brother. Even if he was, in modern times,

He has long been used to this period of rampant love affairs, but it is another matter to actually face it, especially to face a woman who has never been honest with him. Zhang Yang feels that his head is a bit bigger, and his face is

The upper body and throat are unbearably hot.

Pieces of clothes were scattered on the ground, and only a thin layer was left on Tang Xuejian's body. This layer alone was enough to make countless men stunned. The thin silk clothes were almost translucent.

Faint white skin, flat belly, firm breasts...

The real beauty of a woman does not lie in the relative beauty, but in the beauty that is concealed, just like in some movies, there is always some mosaic.

Zhang Yang swallowed hard and saw Tang Xue standing there barefoot, her exquisite little feet perfect.

Finally, this thin layer of clothing was gradually removed by Tang Xuejian. Tang Xuejian bit her lip, her skin was breakable, and her breasts were entangled, and every part of her body exuded the charm of a woman all the time.

beautiful.

Zhang Yang only felt his head heat up, and then a stream of heat spurted out from his nostrils, and arrow-like nosebleeds spurted onto the ground. Tang Xuejian quickly raised his head and looked at him blankly: "You...you have a nosebleed?"

Zhang Yang wiped it casually with his hand and said with a smile: "No...it's okay."

"Let's help you stop the nosebleed first..." Before Tang Xuejian could finish her words, Zhang Yang had already hugged her around the waist. The tension that had just disappeared once again filled her body. The skin touched by Zhang Yang's hand made her feel sad.

Tang Xuejian trembled subconsciously, but this was undoubtedly a greater temptation for Zhang Yang.

Tang Xuejian was put on the bed by Zhang Yang. In fact, Zhang Yang originally wanted to throw Tang Xuejian on the bed...

Tang Xuejian's body had just been lying on the quilt, and Zhang Yang was already on top of her, smelling the masculine scent that made her intoxicated. Tang Xuejian almost fainted, looking at Zhang Yang who was looking at him with wide eyes, Tang Xuejian

There was a trace of doubt in Jian's eyes, but Tang Xuejian soon understood that Zhang Yang was deliberately trying to whet her appetite.

Zhang Yang was like a ferocious beast. After pressing his whole body on Tang Xuejian's body, his tongue drove straight in, tasting the fragrant and tender tongue. At the same time, the pair of devil's palms also began to move downwards little by little.

Tang Xue saw that the cloth wrapped around her chest was torn open by Zhang Yang, and her breasts jumped out playfully like two little rabbits, pointed and pink.

Zhang Yang rubbed the towering mountain peak with one hand, while the other hand had slid all the way down to the most secret area.

Tang Xuejian was breathing heavily.

When Zhang Yang raised his gun and advanced forward, Tang Xue screamed from his throat as if he was almost dying.

And Zhang Yang suddenly figured out something, something he had always wondered about. The reason why women's screams are so moving is because they scream with their mouths open...

The spring night is slightly cool, but the lights in the room have not been turned off for a long time.

Zhang Yang slept very sweetly, sleeping there like a child. He was not as strong as he seemed on the surface, and only when sleeping did he expose his fragile side. He hugged Tang Xuejian tightly.

Tight, for fear that Tang Xue would leave him when he saw her.

It's hard for Zhang Yang to get used to loneliness, and he doesn't want to be lonely. If possible, he would stay with his parents all the time, but in modern times, having no money means having nothing.

At that time, he was very satisfied because he had brothers and a lover.

However, his beloved has left him, and his brothers have gone their separate ways. As a man, the burden on his shoulders will always be heavy. This burden will become lighter as a man gets older, but it will never disappear.

He accompanied the man until he entered the small box, and finally turned into a handful of ashes.

Only suffering can make a man mature, and only suffering can make a man more attractive.

There were still tear stains on the pillow, and there were also tear stains on Tang Xuejian's face, but she was very happy in her heart. Looking at Zhang Yang who was sleeping with a smile next to her, she also laughed, and then hugged Zhang Yang tightly...