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Relics of Time and Space Chapter 57 What Thinking

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    No matter how much ginseng, ganoderma, or tortoise soup you have at home, it is just a last resort and a premature overdraft of your life. You see, your eye is narrowed to a narrow slit when looking at beautiful women. You have to pay for your unscrupulous indulgence.  .  "Wait for me here." Shen Congliang turned around and ran inside. If the bad breath in his chest was not released, he would probably explode. Rather than hurting himself, it would be better to indulge once, to wrong you, old man, and let me do it.  It's a good thing, let God punish you.  It¡¯s rare to indulge once in life. There is no such shop after passing by Zangxiang Pavilion. Why do I feel like I¡¯m drunk now? Am I so unambitious? If his thoughts at this time are known to his master Zhao Yi, the consequences will not be  One can imagine.  It¡¯s a wonder that there are so many reasons for beating people.  In the corridor, Shen Congliang listened to the familiar voice.  "Master, you really can't enter there." "What can't be entered? I just spend money to have fun, so stop talking nonsense and hurry up." "Please forgive me, yours is too big, I really can't bear it." One.  The woman was sobbing, and you didn't need to look to know that she was kneeling on the ground begging.  Shen Congliang thought that as he got older, this guy became more and more crooked. When you were young, you had fantastic ideas and specialized in doing things that normal people wouldn't do. Unexpectedly, when you get older, your imagination becomes richer and you don't know what difficult moves you want to do.  Or play some new tricks, your many attempts have been outrageous, worse than a beast, some women trembled all over when they saw him, they were more frightened than seeing a tiger.  However, money can make the world go round. There are still some women who are jealous of money and want to endure it. How long can they persist when they are old? They even have disdain in their hearts. It is not until they get in that they realize that the stupidest person is  I don't listen to the old man's advice. If I want to regret it, I don't have anywhere to buy regret medicine. It's scarier than hell. I really don't know how he can think of so many tricks and play them everywhere.  ??The women in the brothel simply talk about him. If the pervert can still be imagined, then he can only be described with the idiom of inscrutable and bottomless. Without experience, you will never know his taste.  "You took my money, and now you don't want to do it anymore. Do you think I am a plaything? You must realize that you are the doll and the bitch." A man's roar came from the room not far away, and he seemed a little impatient.  , still a little impatient, as if enduring some huge pain, and there was a clear slap in the face along with the voice, which invisibly increased the harshness and unquestionable firmness of the tone.  On this occasion, the woman was supposed to be extremely coquettish, playing all kinds of provocative poses, and said in a fatherly voice: "Looking at how anxious you are, you want to swallow her whole, I'm so scared."  His liver was pounding. "The man should have an animal-like smile and said, "Really, if your heart stops beating, it will scare my heart."  Stretching out his rough hands and stroking the skin that is whiter than mutton-fat jade, gentler and more translucent than nephrite, and more delicate and bright than rose petals, it is like the collision of fire knives and flints, instantly igniting countless flames, soaring rapidly all the way.  As I wandered around, waves of electric current surged into my mind, and the signals fed back at the same time were the flame accelerants like the wind. Fire borrowed the force of the wind, and the wind borrowed the power of the fire. A single spark instantly became the force of a prairie fire, accompanied by a vast ocean of fire.  With beautiful moans, they fell into the endless sea of ??fire.  However, imagination is imagination, reality is reality, but now it is the opposite. The woman burst into tears and begged: "I will return the money to you, I can repay you." As Shen Congliang walked in, it turned out that  It's quite a serious atmosphere, but now I can't help but laugh out loud. You can still make money by visiting the brothels without spending any money. This old man has set a precedent and become a wonderful flower that blooms brilliantly in the pastime.  , will surely be passed down through the ages and talked about by generations.  "Stop talking nonsense, you" When a loud noise broke through the silence of the room, the two doors were like fallen leaves blown by strong wind, opening and closing feebly from left to right, swinging back and forth.  Shen Congliang crossed his shoulders and stood at the door with a smile. He looked at an old man nakedly holding down a naked woman, lying there like some kind of animal. The breast that was feeding the child on his chest was swaying from side to side. It looked like the woman was indeed  He was in a very embarrassed state, with pear blossoms on his face, his hair was messy, and he didn't know where the hairpin that bound his hair was lost.  The smell of lust in the room is like a furnace, constantly raising the temperature in the room. The disgusting and pungent fishy smell permeates every corner, like burning incense coiling around the room and refusing to leave. A surprisingly large bed  , all kinds of ribbons and strips of cloth were lying in disorder, as if they were drunk.  There are still drops of filthy liquid on it, which is probably where the pungent fishy smell comes from.  LeiSilk silk fabrics are everywhere in the room, and even when someone is lying on the bed, they are instantly buried under the thick silk satin. What kind of person with heavy tastes would come up with this? Is it possible that there are twists and turns in this small bed?  You, the game of hide and seek, like food, brings out the little beast in your heart little by little.  There is a round table at the main entrance with exquisite wine bottles and wine glasses. Only a few of the delicacies on the plates seem to have been stolen by cats. The rest are intact. There are fruits on the side with a handful of fruits stuck on them.  The small fruit knife has a little cold light.  "Who dares to ruin Master Huai's good deeds? I'm so impatient." When the old man heard the voice, before he turned around, the curse words in his mouth were already faster than his eyesight.  Shen Congliang walked in with a smile, then closed the door elegantly, walked slowly to the round table, and looked at them intently.  The woman's hair was messy, and there were still traces of tears on her beautiful face. Her face was full of joy as if she had met a savior. The moment the old man let go of her hair, she rolled to the side at lightning speed and hurriedly went there.  Shen Congliang came running here. Maybe it was the refreshing feeling brought by running that made her realize that there was wind flowing in from underneath her.  Then she grabbed a piece of silk on the ground and tied it around the important points. She knelt down in front of She Congliang and prayed: "Save me, he is a devil." Her face turned red once from beginning to end, and the rest was pale.  I don't know whether it was because of fright or because of his high quality. When a strange man came in, especially when Shen Congliang was still a young man, his face didn't turn red, his heart didn't beat, and he didn't look shy.  Shen Congliang had to admire this. This place was really a crouching tiger, hidden dragon. There were many people who stayed calm in the face of danger. Although he had peeked at the door before, it seemed that this was the first time he had barged in openly and openly.  "It turns out it's you, and you're not afraid of being beaten. Now I'm going to teach you a lesson for your mother." The old man not only didn't look for clothes, but stood up directly, with his head held high and his chest upright.  Veins popped out in the air as they looked at him, seemingly cheering him on.  Shen Congliang almost blushed and felt a little scared in his heart. He wouldn't be interested in men as well. He would just settle for it. He picked up a bottle of wine and poured it on the glass. He took a sip and said, "You also know this about me."  "People, if you don't put up your house for three days, it will shine brightly if you give it some sunshine, and it will flood if you give it some floods. There is nothing you can do about it, so you should be more patient." Shen Congliang sighed as he spoke.  Tell me something you can't do anything about.  The old man shouted: "I will loosen the bark for you today. Come on, give me a good beating." Shen Congliang said casually: "You don't seem to understand the situation. If your men are at the door, I can show off safely.  Come in." The old man suddenly realized the seriousness of the problem and said, "Where have they gone?" Shen Congliang picked up the glass slowly, drank it with a gulp, and said, "They may have gone to the first floor to watch a show or play.  Do you need me to help you look for it? "Although the old man knows that there are no guards at the moment, his arrogance and domineering habits for many years can easily make people lose their arrogance. He has never been beaten in his life, so he naturally doesn't know how to be afraid.  How to write the word, even if you know that you are alone, the power of many years still exists. The car is going fast, and if you want to stop, you still have to keep a certain distance, let alone a human: "Get out of here quickly, otherwise I will do it to you."  You're welcome." After saying that, he raised his hand and slapped Shen Congliang on the cheek. The speed was so fast, the angle was precise, and the technique was so clever. Without decades of experience in beating people, it would be impossible to achieve such an effect. It was scary.  The woman screamed and closed her eyes, obviously unable to bear to watch anymore.  I heard two popping sounds in the helix.
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