To be honest, honorable ladies and gentlemen, Xiaoliu is a real man who has been wronged.

  Let's be honest. I, Xiaoliu, have made a deep self-analysis. I live in this "gangster" era. We brothers are already confused with hooligans. Sometimes it's like the Tai Chi Bagua diagram, black and white intertwined. No matter how clear the boundaries are, we can't escape from each other. You have me in you, I have you in me. It's just that if we compare ourselves to gold, we brothers are like 24K pure gold, while hooligans are at most 18K. The subtle difference between us may lie in our attitude towards life.

  Of course. The hooligans he referred to are different from the past hooligans who were known for their violence and lawlessness. Nowadays, there is a popular saying that "hooligans are not scary, what's scary is when they have culture". This statement is quite accurate.

  The current hooligans have already landed. They have a certain quality, culture, cultivation, taste and vision. Xiaoliu refers to those who are frivolous and reckless. Those who play with the world without setting a future for themselves. Without setting standards for emotions. Lacking basic security in life. But they can also be as chivalrous and open-minded as men. Daring to love and hate. A group of people who can pick up and put down.

  Now. At this moment. A steel gun is being lifted under the crotch. A steel knife is stabbing in the thigh. Xiaoliu, who was called "grandson", actually wanted to get on that demon even more. What happened when he turned into a hooligan?

  Fairy. Fairy.

  She fell onto the bed. Every cell in her body was screaming "I want". But a pair of bright eyes were saying "Save me, hurt me, cherish me".

  The hooligans and rascals in Xiaoliu's body are fighting. They're beating each other up until they're covered in blood.

  The hooligan said: She wants it. Even if you stab her through and through, it's still what she deserves.

  Old man said. She was clearly saying "Save me. Love me. Cherish me". You can take advantage of the situation... Are you a man or not?

  As a result of the intense dry humping, Xiao Shou's brain heated up and he did something that neither a pure guy nor a scumbag would do... He used his mouth to satisfy her.

  Nothing to do with cleanliness. Nothing to do with posture. This is a matter of interest.

  Not all men who watch AV love it. When Liu Ye's six roots are clean, he has doubts: It's clearly "I want", but when said out loud, it becomes "stop". Holding back the rice bag. Sounds quite twisted.

  There was an accident. Because I wanted to download a horror movie and an AV with the same name. As a result, I downloaded the wrong one. With a sense of unacceptance and unwillingness, Liu Ye quickly dragged through the two-hour-long video.

  The result is that it's uncomfortable to drag on. "When I saw the scene of licking high heels, my throat was very uncomfortable." Although similar descriptions have been seen in Let Deberg's previous works, facing the actual footage is still uncomfortable.

  Sex. That's romantic. Can be done with hands, can be done with feet. No need to use the tongue. The tongue. Still better to interact with each other using tongues. Really. This is just a matter of interest.

  But now. The ghost has confused her mind. Sixth Master's precious tongue actually extended into her groin.

  A whiff of enchanting fragrance.

  A burst of stench.

  A wave of thoughts that makes one want to die, sinking deeper and deeper again.

  It was all because of her out-of-control trembling. Out-of-control wailing. Out-of-control... Infatuated and bewildered...

  To what extent.

  She has a tight grip on your scalp.

  She's got you by the neck. Can't wait to stuff you in there like her baby.

  She lost her voice in shouting. "No more. No more..."

  This is called Little Liu's madness.

  Never mind.

  You really don't want it anymore.

  No! Your wave after wave of wetness is hitting my nose.

  No. Your inner wall clamps tightly around my tongue and makes me numb.

  Don't. What did you just call me? "Zheng Jing. Zheng Jing..."

  I heard that when a woman reaches orgasm, she shouts her partner's name and it fills the man with a sense of honor. You say that Nini is particularly good at making men feel this way. She accurately shouted his name, just like a cheerleading squad leader.

  In short, it's a scene of madness that makes one's eyes turn red.

  A crazy demon's scene made all the Republican soldiers who pushed open the door turn red with bird-like eyes.

  What is this?

  This is called. A beautiful woman with a body like jade, wearing a sword at her waist to slay foolish men; although no one sees heads fall, secretly she hastens the withering of people's bones and marrow.

  In short: The woman called the man "Jing" (a term of endearment) until he was exhausted. Intimate matters. Done to this extent. Which man wouldn't be jealous?