021 “Zhao’s Daughter [NP]” Chapter 20

Chapter 20 It hurts Yu’er so much

“Ugh…it hurts…”

Zhao Shuyu frowned and felt as if the place where she urinated was being penetrated.

She lowered her head and saw that Butler Huo was holding the huge thing under his crotch and stabbing it hard between her legs, but he couldn’t find the entrance or the hole after stabbing it several times.

Zhao Shuyu was so uncomfortable that she kept straightening her waist and twisting, “Brother Huo, you hurt me.”

When she moved, Huo Yikun couldn’t get in. Although he knew the secret to this sexual intercourse, he had never actually fucked her.

Although there are many maids in the mansion who actively throw themselves into his arms, he has always kept a clear distinction between public and private affairs and will not mess around within the scope of his jurisdiction. In addition, his life is quite self-disciplined. When the eldest son of Zhao Mansion is out entertaining, he does not need to go to the place where fireworks are waiting for him in the Qin Lou Chu Pavilion.

So now he wanted to take advantage of this rare opportunity to get close to Zhao Shuyu, coaxing her to touch her breasts and take off her pants, but he couldn’t get in.

Zhao Yikun was so anxious that he was sweating profusely.

On weekdays, there are few opportunities like this in the mansion. He is always busy in the front yard, or goes out to shop in the fields. Zhao Shuyu has been raised in the backyard for many years. When he only studies, he goes to the study next door through a small door in the Zhao mansion.

Although they are in the same Zhao Mansion, they each have their own courtyards and lives, and rarely interact with each other.

But before the eldest son went out this morning, he asked him to choose a time in the next two days to take Zhao Shuyu to the racecourse on the outskirts of the Zhao family to play with the third son, Zhao Xifan, for a day.

Go to your own horse farm to avoid the cluttered city, which is clean and reassuring.

It’s just that the journey is a little longer, and the carriage has to walk for at least half an hour to reach the racecourse.

Zhao Xingyuan’s original intention was to let him choose a day to go out early in the morning so that he could return home before dinner, but as soon as Zhao Xingyuan left, he immediately had concerns in his mind.

We set off at noon, which was already very late.

He also asked the driver, Xiao Liuzi, to take a long detour. The journey that took most of an hour would take at least more than an hour.

Moreover, this road was rarely traveled for many years and was very bumpy, so he deliberately chose the oldest pony carriage in the house.

The car was cramped, so Zhao Shuyu had to sit next to him, and now that Jiao Jiaoer had been coaxed by him to take off her pants and rub her holes, how could he miss this opportunity?

At this time, Zhao Shuyu groaned and frowned, twisting around on Huo Yikun’s legs in great discomfort.

Little did she know that the always majestic and solemn Butler Huo was going through twists and turns in his heart. She just felt that he had hurt her, and she felt aggrieved.

“Brother Huo, you said you were going to treat Yu’er’s breasts, why did you do it to Yu’er’s vagina?”

That delicate look, full of anger and resentment, full of charm, and every move and every move is full of the squeamishness raised by men, which makes people want to swallow it in one gulp.

At this time, Huo Yikun held Zhao Shuyu’s waist, turned her small body around, spread her legs and sat on his lap.

The engorged and erect penis under the crotch was pressed straight against the smooth hole, pressing her little buttocks, and constantly rubbing and squeezing his meat stick with the slit of her hole.

The carriage was already bumpy, and Huo Yikun grabbed his waist and pressed hard on his crotch. Although the pain was gone, Zhao Shuyu was still uncomfortable. She pushed Huo Yikun’s shoulder with her little hand, “Brother Huo, brother Huo, please speak.”

What to say?

Huo Yikun didn’t know what she was asking.

Seeing that Xiao Jiaoer was obviously much more awake than him, Huo Yikun narrowed his eyes, pinched Zhao Shuyu’s delicate little chin, raised her little face, and kissed her heavily.