The Evil God is Invincible

Eighteen-year-old Huo Qianyu is as beautiful as flowers, and eighteen-year-old Huo Qianyu is even more beautiful than flowers.

Her figure is tall, fit, hot and alluring. Apart from her charming and beautiful face and the pair of firm and proud twin peaks on her chest, she has attracted the eyes of many men.

Especially today, she was wearing a goose yellow narrow skirt, paired with a silky white shirt, and her slender white feet were stepping on goose yellow high heels. She looked more and more exquisite like a fairy in a painting.

Huo Qianyu came out from the gate of the department store, carrying several bulging bags in her two white and tender hands. Since it was the weekend, the crowd rushing to take the bus made her discouraged.

So, she bent down slightly, put two bags in one hand with great difficulty, and waved her snow-white hands to stop a taxi.

Since the car parked a little further away, she took a few steps forward with the bag in her hand. The oncoming breeze messed up her long black hair, but her slender, graceful and graceful figure still made many passers-by pay attention to her, especially when she flicked her head lightly, and her head was full of hair. Her hair was swayed elegantly and accurately behind her right shoulder, and the provocative hairstyle and her beautiful face that seemed to have been carefully carved immediately attracted several men's eyes.

Huo Qianyu seems to have gotten used to the staring eyes at her, she opened the car door calmly, put the bag in her hand into the car first, then raised her beautiful little feet, ### to see the plump and round beauty He got into the car, and with a short whistle, the taxi carrying Huo Qianyu slowly disappeared in front of everyone, taking away the thoughts of many irrelevant people.

According to the taxi driver's vision, what kind of prominent family can raise such a beautiful girl? Who would have known that Huo Qianyu commanded the taxi and turned into an old and narrow alley. Seeing Huo Qianyu get out of the car with a bag and enter a heavy wooden door, the driver shook his head, reversed the car and drove out.

Under a palm tree in the yard, there were a few bamboo reclining chairs, but there was no one there. Huo Qianyu paused for a moment, straightened her long hair with her white and tender hands, looked down at the neat and beautiful women's clothes on her body, and then walked towards the main room.

Just when she raised her hand to push open the door, she suddenly heard a heavy panting sound coming from the room. Immediately afterwards, a deep, slightly metallic voice said with a smile, "Hehe...beauty, you don't have to be afraid, as long as you are obedient, no one will hurt you. Hehe...do you understand? "

Then, a woman's voice was suppressed with all her strength: "You...don't come here...or I'm going to yell..."

Huo Qianyu couldn't help being startled, the male voice coming out of the room was familiar to her, it was the handsome brother's voice, but... what did he mean by that? what is he doing Who is that woman?

Huo Qianyu put down the bag in her hand very carefully, quietly walked under the window, slowly stretched out half of her head, and looked into the room with only one eye.

In the room, my beloved handsome brother was sitting on the bed shirtless, with a white bandage wrapped around his head, and his lower body covered with a quilt. One of his hands was tightly grasping the wrist of a tall and thin woman, and the other hand was pressing on the woman's chest, salivating a kind of hideous and terrifying expression that he had never seen before. smiley. "Hey...you can call me if you want, I love women called c...haha...especially a beautiful woman like you!"

ah! It's really embarrassing, how can the handsome brother stay where he is? What he said was disgusting. Toshio Yamamoto in the room didn't know that there was a young girl secretly watching outside. As soon as he finished speaking, he reached out and grabbed the woman's wrist, trying to press her on the bed. At the same time, the other hand reached into her clothes along the hem of her blouse, squeezing and pinching her chest forcefully.

The woman screamed and struggled desperately, trying to get rid of his clutches. But her upper body being pressed by the man's side couldn't dodge at all, and Toshio Yamamoto's right hand reached into her underwear almost without hindrance.

However, it was precisely because of his rude and lowly attack that instead aroused the woman's instincts. Although she was still trembling with fright, an astonishing force burst out from nowhere. She suddenly struggled and turned around, not only Pushed Toshio Yamamoto's body away with both hands, and slapped Toshio Yamamoto's face with his right hand.

Toshio Yamamoto didn't expect the weak woman's resistance to be so fierce, his expression was a bit astonished, but after he was stunned, he immediately smiled and said: "Okay! It's so exciting, I just like your type, Hehe...the wilder a woman is, the more she smells! Come on, take off your clothes and let me touch it."

I really don't know why the woman doesn't run away even though she has broken free from Toshio Yamamoto's grasp? As soon as he finished speaking, he grabbed the panting woman again.

The woman didn't think of turning around and running away until this moment, but unfortunately her thin body was already hugged tightly by Yamamoto Toshio's thick arms from behind. Those claws roamed unscrupulously on the majestic twin peaks of the woman, and the woman's way of dodging was to lean her upper body forward desperately. Although she knew it was impossible to shake off the claws of the man behind her, she was still in vain Bowing forward, she let the hands of the person behind her walk on her body, but in her heart she was just looking forward to a miracle.

However, her seemingly non-resisting attitude immediately aroused Toshio Yamamoto's interest. He could no longer satisfy him by fumbling through the shirt. He pulled hard, and the button of the shirt on the woman's body immediately burst open. The woman pulls and sits on her body.

Huo Qianyu looked at the white snow on the woman's chest under the window outside the room, closed her eyes involuntarily, her face was pink, and her breathing became more and more heavy.

On the bed, Toshio Yamamoto crossed his hands in front of the woman's chest: "Oh, not bad, it's so elastic!" Even though he was separated by a half-layer ### lace dress, the hot palm of Toshio Yamamoto still made the woman unable to bear it. Trembling all over, she stretched out her hand to pull away those squirming hands, but her soft catkins couldn't move the big hands covering her chest at all.

At this time, Toshio Yamamoto has changed from squeezing and groping all the way to caressing slowly on her chest, as if he is carefully listening to some best in the world. His originally rough and dry palm suddenly became extremely gentle.

Just when the woman finally uttered the first ###, his ten fingers stretched into ### together. The woman could no longer keep silent, she groaned first, then pulled Toshio Yamamoto's arm with both hands and whispered: "Ah...don't do this...quickly take your hands away!...hey...you... Just let go... oh...why are you so scary..."

Hearing the low voice of the woman struggling in the room, Huo Qianyu outside the window finally couldn't help being curious, and secretly opened her eyes again. The woman's weak resistance made Toshio Yamamoto even more excited. His hands have already released the only obstacle on the woman's chest: "How is it? Is it comfortable to be touched by me? Hehe... Be good, I will let you More comfortable."

"Please... sir... please let me go... please... I've only been married for more than two months... please find another woman." The woman began to plead softly, hoping to escape wolf kiss.

"It's better to be just married...hehe...fresh and sensible..." After finishing speaking, the hands squeezed even harder. The young, sensitive and energetic body began to undergo strange changes under the palm of Toshio Yamamoto. The increasingly rapid breathing and the increasingly intense heaving of the chest made Toshio Yamamoto see the clues, and he clenched his hands tightly. Looking at the woman's towering lips, he put his mouth next to her ear and said, "You like it very much? Baby, come... It's okay to call out if you like it."

As if the secret in her heart had been revealed, the woman blushed and promised, "How can there be... no... no..."

"Hehe..." Toshio Yamamoto said with an evil smile, "Really? It's not enough, so you can try this trick again." As he spoke, he accelerated his force, and the woman's body trembled, but she suppressed the pain Tickle closed her lips tightly, because she was deeply afraid that if she opened her mouth, she would not be able to help humming, so she clenched her teeth tightly, trying hard to suppress the soft waves spreading from her chest. A wave of strange feelings.

"Hehe, what's the matter, my kung fu is much better than that kid's tail, otherwise, you wouldn't have traveled all the way from Japan to Hong Kong to find me." Toshio Yamamoto laughed triumphantly as he spoke. .

The woman snorted, turned her head and kissed him on the face: "Second brother, you are not allowed to say that about your brother-in-law, if he finds out, he will definitely kill you."

Toshio Yamamoto laughed loudly: "Only by him? Even if he knew, he wouldn't have that ability. Besides, you are my own sister. How could that idiot think that my brother and sister would..."

"Ah..." The woman in the room turned out to be the younger sister of the handsome brother? Huo Qianyu only felt a crash in her head, and couldn't help crying out.

The face of the woman on the bed suddenly changed, and she shouted in a low voice: "Who?" While speaking, her body "flyed" out of the window like a baby swallow, in mid-air, her hands slid up her belly, The buttons on the jacket that Toshio Yamamoto unbuttoned just now have all been buttoned neatly.

It seems that this woman's dressing and undressing speed must be astonishingly fast, both of which are well-trained and extraordinary.

Huo Qianyu knew something was wrong when she yelled halfway, she covered her mouth with her hand and squatted down, there was a soft creaking sound from the window above her head, a gust of fragrant wind flew over her head, and with a crisp thud, shouts and shouts came from the yard The sound of fighting.