The night was dark and a bright moon climbed high in the sky. Nima Mansion was bathed in the silvery light. Ci lay on the bed with a piece of chiffon over her chest. A gentle breeze was blowing and the air was full of the sweet aroma of flowers. There were wild cats chasing and playing in the courtyard. A black and white cat lay prone on the windowsill. Its eyes were green, mysterious and beautiful, like two will-o'-the-wisps.
The family retainer, Liao Yong stood outside the room and hammered at the door-- "Bang, bang, bang!"
Ci got up to open the door.
Then she saw an expressionless face. Liao Yong was tall and aloof.
"Follow me," said Liao Yong, enunciating every syllable distinctly.
Ci glanced at him and replied, "Okay."
Nima's bedroom was big, so his bed was big too. After taking Ci to the bedroom, Liao Yong wisely left.
"Come here!"
Nima was naked and his strong thighs were furry. Ci wondered how long it would take to burn up the hair on his legs with a candle. It must take a long while.
resses being torn. He also liked the sound of women screaming and crying. Yang Zhen, who knew his personal preference, pretended to be in pain ev
the bed. She obediently lay
long hair and rested his crotch on her lower abdomen
have no other cho
eryone was doing or saying s
d her arms around Nima. "Because I
from Li Qiufeng and now she seems t
eyelashes slightly trembling like butterflies. "I'
I first saw you, I knew
r desire. Her young delicate body like a fresh onion, he peeled back the layers with patience and felt more intrigued and curious to get to know the
with them. But this time he didn't wake Ci up. Maybe
head down on the pillow. The dribble streamed down from the left corner of her mouth a
om and closed the door behind him. Liao Yong a
he rules for her today." Nima waved
cept for cats, no one dared to enter it. Nima liked cats because he regarded himself as a cat who had nine lives and was the uncle of a dog. Liao Yong was like a dog, loyal, strong,