187 “Drunken Bones (Guyan 1v1 High H)” Coffin (H)

In the mourning hall, white candles swayed and sandalwood lingered.

Yan Zhaozhao’s back stiffened, and she raised her hand to refuse and thank Ci Yan, but the man who was intoxicated with lust could not tolerate her refusal. He bent down and hooked his arms directly around her leg sockets, and with a little force he easily lifted her up into the air and placed her on the coffin lid.

Yan Zhaozhao exclaimed, subconsciously grabbing his skirt, and the skirt suddenly spread out, like a coquettishly blooming acacia in the mourning hall, so beautiful that it was breathtaking.”Thank you, thank you Ciyan!” She struggled to push him away, but she was afraid to move too much, her face was embarrassed and annoyed.”Don’t stay here…”

Xie Ciyan’s eyes darkened, his big palms clasped her wrists above her head, and his other hand stroked up her calf.”Zhao Zhao is scared?” His fingertips were like snakes, gently and slowly gliding over her sensitive skin, “Wouldn’t it be better to let him know that you are mine?”

There seemed to be a hint of viciousness in his eyes, fleeting, and his voice was extremely low.”Let him remember forever and ever that he should not even think about touching you.”

“Huh…” Yan Zhaozhao bit her lip and said nothing, but her delicate body trembled slightly under his touch.The coffin was cold, and there was a slight chill through the thin clothes, but the man’s palm was as hot as a soldering iron, and a sea of ​​​​fire was ignited wherever he touched.”Don’t…”

Xie Ciyan leaned over, the tip of his nose almost touching hers, “What else? Huh?” He seemed to be giving Yan Zhaozhao a chance to speak, but when the beautiful woman in his arms opened her mouth to speak, he suddenly held her lips, forcefully opened her teeth, and swallowed all her voices of rejection.As soon as their lips touched, the man could no longer suppress the fierce evil fire burning in her lower abdomen, and kissed her fiercely, almost trying to take away all her breath.

Yan Zhaozhao struggled to no avail, and gradually softened in his arms, and the extent of her body struggle became much smaller.When she almost suffocated, Xie Ciyan finally let go of her, looked at her slightly red and swollen lips and her blurred eyes filled with lust, and raised her lips into a smile.”Every inch of Zhao Zhao’s body is clearly responding to me.”

He released the big palm that clamped her wrist and instead reached into her skirt.

Yan Zhaozhao hurriedly held down his hand that kept reaching up, “Don’t, don’t be here…”

Xie Ciyan stopped when he heard the words, and suddenly took her off the coffin lid, but did not let her go. He only turned around and pressed her on the altar table.The offerings that had begun to rot were swept to the floor with a crisp sound. His body was close to hers, and his breathing was rapid and low, as if teasing every nerve of hers.

His possessiveness was suddenly pushed to its highest point at this moment, and his long, moist and warm tongue gently traced the shape of her crimson ear. Seeing the tips of her ears tremble slightly, he then moved his position and carefully licked the exposed smooth side of her neck, “It’s right here… isn’t it good?”

“No, no!” Yan Zhaozhao was embarrassed and scared, her eyes were red, and her voice was soft and at a loss. She had no choice but to coax the man and said, “Let’s change places. Whatever you want, I’ll do whatever you want.”

Xie Ciyan raised his eyebrows slightly, but finally stopped teasing her, and quickly picked up the exhausted Yi Ren by the waist, and walked straight to the inner room with big steps.

The original Xuanji Palace was messy and filthy, comparable to a deserted cold palace.But when the Ministry of Rites chose this place to place a memorial, they sent people to clean the place and tidy up the inner room so that the guards who were keeping watch could rest here temporarily.But this place was extremely clean, and there was no sign that anyone had come in. It must be that those guards had never kept vigil for the deceased emperor outside.

However, this is convenient for Xie Ciyan, who is full of lust at this time.

He impatiently untied the belt around her waist and untied her layers of luxurious clothes, hanging on her shoulders reluctantly. Her fair skin became more and more attractive, as if every inch was arousing the uncontrollable desire. No matter how calm the man was, he could no longer control himself, let alone Xie Ciyan, who had long been reduced to Yan Zhaozhao’s skirt.

He kissed her suddenly, with a heavy and urgent force, going deeper than before. With an irresistible force, he left eye-catching and ambiguous red marks on her fair body.The big palm pulled down her loose skirt, held the soft ball, and gently twisted the bright red fruit at the top with his fingertips.”Zhaozhao is much more sensitive today than usual.”

Yan Zhaozhao trembled slightly in his arms, making an uncontrollable whimpering sound like a cat.Xie Ciyan’s eyes became darker and his voice was hoarse, “Zhaozhao also likes me playing with you here.”

What he said was an affirmation, but Yan Zhaozhao couldn’t refute it at all.She felt that her body had become limp and she could only let the man in front of her do whatever he wanted. She could clearly feel that his breathing became heavier and heavier, and her heartbeat was beating uncontrollably, too fast to be normal.

Xie Ciyan glanced at it, and when he found something, it suddenly became dark and dark. Then he stretched out his hand to explore and held the object in his hand.The corners of his lips were slightly raised and his eyebrows were raised, looking like a playboy.He untied Yan Zhaozhao’s complicated palace skirt and placed his big palm on the base of her legs. He gently scratched the object through the thin trousers, causing her to tremble and subconsciously squeeze her legs tightly.

He leaned forward and pressed closer, pressing his hot palms against her knees. The force spread outward irresistibly, and his thin waist was stuck directly between her legs.He persisted in wandering the object along the inner thigh, full of provocation, and gently traced the petals trembling with youth through the silk trousers.

“Hmm -” Yan Zhaozhao could clearly feel that the thing pressing against her pussy was not Xie Ciyan’s fingertips, but something round and smooth.Her cheeks were burning red, and there was a trace of panic in her eyes. She wanted to stop his movements, but her body was already weak from the affection.She wanted to push away, but the fingers that touched her gently grasped the hem of his clothes, and she could only let him approach step by step, even her breathing was disrupted.

Xie Ciyan then raised the object he was holding on to let Yan Zhaozhao see it clearly.It was a whisk made of ebony, as warm and moist as jade, with snow-white dust strands hanging down from the end of the handle, and the roots were thin and soft.The fly whisk, which should have been solemn and solemn, now looked a bit charming and light when he held it in his hand. It was half solemn, but instead added a bit of lewdness.”Zhaozhao just said that you can do whatever you want with me.”

Xie Ciyan poked her looming and erect flower pedicle with the round handle of the whisk.The beauty beneath her groaned, and her body trembled violently. The intense yet vague touch made Yan Zhaozhao tremble all over, and a surge of intense pleasure suddenly spread.”Yeah – no, don’t…”

Her back was pressed against the cold table, and Xie Ciyan was looking down at her, with flames in his eyes that seemed to engulf her.His brows were lazy, and the corners of his lips curled up into a smile. He looked like a handsome evil ghost. There was a seductive charm in his brows and eyes, and his fingertips were teasing every inch of her nerves like a poison.

Under the dim light of the lamp, he lowered his head and leaned close to her ear, whispering like a prophecy of punishment intertwined with desires in the world of mortals, leaving her with no way to escape, “Since Zhaozhao said it’s up to me, you can’t say no again.”

The man’s wrist holding the whisk flicked, and the handle swept across the slit of her pussy from bottom to top, as if he was looking for something.The wet pussy sprayed out surging spring water, completely soaking the silk panties, and you could vaguely see the layers of petals inside that were constantly opening, as if luring something in.

Xie Ciyan slowly pushed the rounded tip into her pussy, which was constantly opening. As soon as a little bit of it entered, Yan Zhaozhao’s body shook violently and twisted unbearably, as if she was venting her pleasure, but also seemed to be resisting.The whole person was like a leaf of duckweed, floating heavily on the water, with tides flowing out one after another. Even the desk under him was stained with the greasy spring water.

“Ha, no, no… get out, uh–” Yan Zhaozhao’s body was already sensitive, and with the desire sweeping through her body, and the man constantly stimulating the empty chemistry, how could she bear it.

But Xie Ciyan had no intention of stopping his movements at all, and even pushed the handle further in.”Lie.” Xie Ciyan’s eyes narrowed slightly, lust surging like ink.”It keeps sucking me in, asking me to go deeper. Zhaozhao obviously wants it very much.”

Yan Zhaozhao whimpered, her crimson cheeks bulged slightly, her red lips opened and closed, and she wanted to say something, but all she could hear was a long, soft and charming moan.The feeling there was very strange. She clearly knew that it was a fly whisk and something that was not allowed to enter, but her body’s reaction was very honest and frightening to suck it in, and she even wanted the man to penetrate it deeper.

Xie Ciyan seemed to have seen the most naked wish deep in her heart, and actually inserted the whisk handle deeper through her pants. The pants rubbed against the sensitive soft flesh inside, which was undoubtedly a kind of torture.The pleasure was rising steadily, and a burst of intense pleasure suddenly rushed to the back of her head, like a brilliant firework, blowing her to pieces. All the senses in her head and even her whole body were filled with only the intense feeling coming from her pussy.

The man began to thrust faster with his hands, and he stimulated her shamelessly, “Zhaozhao is so coquettish, but she was thrust into such a flattering state by the whisk in the mourning hall.” Every time he said a word, the end of the handle went deeper, and the thick and cold whisk grinded past the sensitive point in her hole.”Are you going to let the eminent monks who come here to chant sutras hold whisks soaked in Zhaozhao spring water, huh?”

He spoke in an extremely eloquent manner, every word stimulating Yan Zhaozhao’s nerves, as if he was sending her to the abyss of depravity in the world of mortals.Xie Ciyan kept moving, even more violently, and pulled out, making the originally solemn fly whisk covered with the spring water of the beautiful woman’s movements.

How could Yan Zhaozhao be so stimulated? Doing something that is impossible to do in this place where you know it is impossible would make people lose their minds.She gasped incessantly, her eyes were slightly narrowed, white mist appeared in front of her eyes, her voice was sweet and charming, “I, I… I’m going… uh-huh -”

The man couldn’t help it anymore, and he rubbed her most sensitive part with his hands skillfully, and fucked Yan Zhaozhao harder one after another.His movements were like a strong wind and rain, and her body was jolted by the waves. For a moment, she seemed to be thrown to the top of the clouds, and for a moment, she seemed to fall on soft clouds. She went up and down for a while.

“Yeah, come on…come on, haha…thank you Ciyan——”

The pleasure that went straight to the top of the clouds was fierce, like an overwhelming ocean wave, intoxicating her, unable to extricate herself. She could only immerse her whole body in the lust of the world, and she could no longer extricate herself.

Xie Ciyan suddenly pulled out the fly whisk, and a stream of water poured out unexpectedly, soaking his underwear all over. There was a trickle of water under the desk. The ambiguous atmosphere of lust and panic suddenly filled the small inner room, but it was like a charm that charmed the mind, alluring and fascinating.

He leaned over, untied his belt with one hand, released the thick and long evil thing, and slapped it hard on her pussy that had just climaxed. “Since you have tried the whisk, please tell Zhaozhao later whether it is better to fuck you or me.”

The corners of his lips slowly raised, and he smiled evilly. He raised the ends of his eyes in a half-smile, but his eyes were as deep as the abyss, exuding a sinister ferocity and madness, like an evil ghost licking its fangs before preying on him, with an irresistible temptation.

A wall separated the mourning hall from the inner room. The white chrysanthemums had not yet faded, but she was panting beside the coffin, trembling like peach blossoms covered with snow. Before she even uttered the Buddha’s name, evil fire ignited next to the incense.