The Road to Slaying God

Whether it is morality or law, you must first know that Zhang Yang is a man, a man of strong blood, and there is boiling blood flowing in Zhang Yang's veins.

If Zhang Yang was Liu Xiahui who was calm and contented, then he would not have the title of "King of Peeping" and would not be the object of Liu Biao's worship. In fact, Liu Biao got to know Zhang Yang because he believed that Zhang Yang was a real person. A man who dares to act and peep...

When a woman who is as beautiful as a flower, has skin as good as snow, and has a seductive voice says that she doesn’t want you to be responsible, will you not move?

If you still don't move under this situation, then this person has only three possibilities. First, he is sick! Second, I am still sick. Third, I am still sick!

There is no need to doubt that Zhang Yang is not sick. Even if he has any minor ailments, the magical power of "The Immortal Road" has long been cured...

Almost like a human instinct, Zhang Yang gently laid Wang Yan down on the sofa.

The perfect curves and exposed white skin made Zhang Yang's eyes dance with hot fire. He kept touching every part of Wang Yan's body with his eyes. Wang Yan closed her eyes shyly, her long eyelashes kept curling up. Shaking, she was ready, ready to withstand the rain and dew. She had been waiting for this day for a long time. From the time she understood the relationship between men and women, she had been waiting, waiting for this erotic moment...

Zhang Yang stretched out his right hand, as if afraid that Wang Yan would wake up, and gently placed it on her white calf. The smooth skin was as smooth as satin, and his hand trembled slightly with excitement. His hands slowly moved down to her ankles, gently kneading them, making the delicate skin moist and shiny.

The rough big hands rubbed on the toes, and the crystal skin was gently sucked in the mouth┅┅The big hands followed Wang Yan's arches to the ankles, and then continued up, stopping on the snow-white calves. Holding her soft feet with both hands, he slowly spread her feet to both sides. Wang Yan felt as if her body was flying. She felt so comfortable and joyful that she couldn't help but moan like she was dreaming.

Clothes become less and less as time goes by...

The shapely and smooth legs are right in front of you, the skin is so white and shiny, the lines are delicate and graceful, like ivory carvings, this is what makes men crazy!

Zhang Yang put his right hand on her thigh, it felt warm and soft, and he pressed it gently, which was very elastic. Zhang Yang was like a volcano erupting. He couldn't bear it any longer and pounced on her. The desire that had been suppressed suddenly exploded. He hugged Wang Yan's thighs and started stroking them. He couldn't put it down for these ivory-like legs. He touched them over and over again, as if he wanted to squeeze out the fresh and tender body before he was satisfied.

He kept kissing, licking, and sucking, and the warm feeling and fair skin brought his sexual desire to a new peak. Under his caress, Wang Yan felt a burst of heat inside her body, her voice trembled, and her eyebrows wrinkled slightly...

On the silky snow-like jade skin, Zhang Yang could not put it down and caressed it gently. He was completely intoxicated by the rare and delicate texture that was extremely delicate and smooth, and he was immersed in the faint beauty body fragrance emanating from the incomparably soft and fragrant skin.

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[In order to avoid harmony and save everyone’s starting point coins, about a million words are omitted here! 】

Passion is like the waves of the ocean, one wave after another without stopping.

Until eight o'clock in the morning, Zhang Yang was still addicted to the sea of ​​desire and couldn't extricate himself.

His whole body was in a state of madness, as if he wanted to completely vent his anger on Wang Yan's soft, snow-white body.

Months of repression were completely released in just a few hours.

That night, Wang Yan's moaning didn't stop until morning, pain and joy intertwined...

Tears!

joy!

pain!

Passion!

…

All the depression and joy were vented unscrupulously on this cool morning. At this moment, no moral laws could restrain Zhang Yang's lust like wild food...

Whether it is Wang Yan or Zhang Yang, they will remember this unforgettable morning throughout their lives, remember this morning that made their hearts and bodies merge together.

Everything seemed so profitable and natural. It seemed that every action and every detail was completed in a natural way.

When the sun shone into the huge floor-to-ceiling windows from behind, and when the door of the store opened, the two of them woke up from their tight embrace.

"They came to work." Zhang Yang's heart sank, and he thought of Liu An.

"Hey... don't worry about them. Stay with me for the whole day. You are not allowed to leave this house. Today, you are mine." Wang Yan glanced at Zhang Yang seductively, and the towering snow-white jade peak dazzled Zhang Yang.

"But..." Zhang Yang glanced at the open glass door.

Wang Yan covered his mouth, stretched out her pink jade arms to the coffee table, picked up two remote controls and pressed them lightly. The glass closed silently, and the light-colored floor-to-ceiling curtains made a "silk" sound, slowly Close it.

Now that this place had become an isolated place, Zhang Yang breathed a sigh of relief. Immediately, his eyes fell on Wang Yan's rouge-like skin again...

"No, I haven't rested all night. I'm going to take a shower..."

Wang Yan smiled softly, avoided Zhang Yang's clutches, dragged up a white towel, and jumped into the bathroom. The undulating body under the towel was extremely light. Zhang Yang's blood was racing again, and he almost followed him into the bathroom. When the door made a "bang" sound, Zhang Yang lay down on the bed angrily.

That night, the two of them were tossing around on the large sofa. Although the sofa was large, it was still not as comfortable as the bed. When he lay down on the bed, Zhang Yang felt tired and fell asleep hazily...

Zhang Yang had an extremely wonderful dream.

He dreamed that he was hugging each other, that he had a group of wives and concubines, that he became Yang Guang, sharing a big bed and a big quilt, and being turned upside down...

In his sleep, Zhang Yang felt a soft body lying in his arms, and felt soft red lips kissing his forehead...

This dream is extremely long.

Countless women appeared in dreams, countless smiling faces, Xiao Yiran, Du Xue, Liu An, Wang Yan, Xuelian, Nana...

Nana!

Suddenly, Zhang Yang woke up from his dream. His cold face made him feel as if he had been showered with cold water...

"Ah... Nana..."

Zhang Yang sat up with a look of horror on his face.

one person.

A woman wearing a set of black tights, with black hair like a waterfall, and a faint cold look on her face.

It's Nana.

Nana sat quietly on the bedside, motionless, like a stone sculpture, looking at Zhang Yang with a pair of deep eyes, as if she could see through Zhang Yang's internal organs.

"Zhang Yang, who is it...ah...Sister Na..." Wang Yan woke up when she heard Zhang Yang's voice, wiped her eyes drowsily, opened her eyes, and saw a person sitting on the bedside. She was startled immediately, and quickly covered her body with a quilt, looking at Nana with a dull look on her face.

No one can remain calm in this situation.

There was a long silence in the room.

Zhang Yang didn't know what to say, let alone move. Now, he was naked and lying on the bed with Wang Yan. It seemed that any explanation was superfluous...

"Sister Nana, when did you come?" Wang Yan seemed a little afraid of Nana, she shrank her neck, her face was red with embarrassment, and she didn't dare to look at Nana.

"For a long time."

"It's been a long time..." Wang Yan was so weak that she didn't know what to say.

"I'm here before you start." Nana said calmly.

"..."

Zhang Yang and Wang Yan were stunned, as if they had been caught and annihilated in bed.

"Sister Nana, I, I... we..." Wang Yan stammered and didn't know what to say.

"It's okay, you continue. I just saw that you haven't eaten for more than 20 hours, so I brought you something to eat."

Nana stood up and walked to the coffee table. Zhang Yang and Wang Yan were surprised to see two packages of barreled instant noodles and a bottle of boiling water placed on the coffee table.

Nana expressionlessly tore open the instant noodles, poured boiling water into them, and then sealed them. Her movements were meticulous and very focused.

After a few minutes, the room was filled with fragrance.

Almost at the same time, Wang Yan and Zhang Yang's stomachs growled, and they both couldn't help but smile awkwardly. They didn't know how many times they went crazy without even taking a sip of water. Not hungry.

However, even though they were hungry, the two of them never dared to get out of bed.

"You guys eat slowly, I'm leaving first. By the way, Zhang Yang, this is my contact information. You can contact me after you return to City C to handle the matter. There is something very important." Nana walked to the window and said.

"Nana..."

"Sister Na..."

"Huh?" Nana looked back at Zhang Yang with a faint expression, unable to tell her inner thoughts.

"I……"

"You won't let me leave?" Nana smiled faintly, then turned around and walked to the bedside to sit down quietly.

(To be continued)