Wild Game: The Devil Releases My Mommy

After coming out of the bathroom, she didn't want to go back to the reception venue where there was a lot of drinking and drinking. She glanced at a door not far away, and outside the door was a small open-air garden. \%>_<%_original_creation%>_<%\

She walked over, thinking of getting some fresh air in the small garden.

The small garden is not big, but it is full of twists and turns, rockery, pavilions, small bridges... It has the flavor of Suzhou gardens in the south of the Yangtze River.

The stars and the moon were bright in the sky, the flowers and trees were scattered on the ground, and a breeze blew in, carrying a faint fragrance of grass and trees, Yin Yanyan suddenly felt refreshed.

She walked along the path of the garden for a while, and just when she came to a shelf of flowers and trees, she heard a thin murmur from behind the shelf, which seemed to be pain and joy, mixed with the man's heavy breathing... [

Yin Yanyan's footsteps stopped, she was also someone who had been there, so she naturally understood what these voices represented.

Damn, who is this? You are so hungry, you actually came here to have sex...

She didn't have the habit of peeping at such things, so she turned around and was about to leave.

Suddenly, the woman's moan turned into a cry of pain: "No more...Young Master Ling, no more...I'm in pain..."

Yin Yanyan was taken aback for a moment, and finally recognized that the woman's voice belonged to that Meng Ruxi, so could it be that she is happy with her at the moment——Mr. Ling?

As if to confirm her guess, Yin Yanyan immediately heard Ling Shaomo's voice: "No? This is too much for you to say no! Pain? Isn't this great? Why does it hurt? You women are all the same, you are all cheap... ..."

His voice was thick and hoarse, and as his voice rose and fell, the sound of ** and ** colliding became more urgent...

What kind of argument is this Nima? !

Yin Yanyan clenched her fists. She hadn't seen Ling Shaomo with other women a few times, and of course she hadn't seen him intimate with a woman...

She had known for a long time that the women around Ling Shaomo exchanged like a lantern, and there were countless bed partners. She thought that he would only be rude to women in romantic situations, but she didn't expect him to be rude to his new fiancée!

Especially his contemptuous tone made her angry.

Turning around the flower and wood shelf, I looked up.

There was a small pavilion not far away, and there were stone tables and benches placed in the small pavilion, and Meng Ruxi was fixed on the stone table, and the little dress was roughly lifted up by him, exposing Bai Shengsheng's snow-white and tender thighs.

And Ling Shaomo stood between her legs, holding her hips with his strong arms, half of his shirt was unbuttoned, his trousers were still intact, his hips were sprinting hard, and he looked full* *...

"Ah...it hurts, please, don't be here..." Meng Ruxi's face flushed red, her temple hair was disheveled by his collision, tears rolled out of her bright eyes like water, and there was a hint of crying in her voice.

"Why... don't you want to be here?" Ling Shaomo's handsome face was almost ferocious.

"Here...someone will come..." Meng Ruxi replied with a trembling voice, the original fragile voice was shattered by him.

"So what? Isn't it more exciting?" Ling Shaomo smiled with his lips curled up, but there was a chill in his eyes.

"No, Young Master Ling, please...don't..." Meng Ruxi was ashamed and ashamed, tears finally rolled down from the corners of her eyes. [

"In front of me, there is no room for you to say 'no'! You are not qualified!" Ling Shaomo sneered, freed one hand, clamped her chin, leaned over and kissed her!