Chapter 112 The Master is also romantic

As the saying goes: brothers in war, father and son soldiers. Things during the day are just the beginning. Let's talk about sex at night slowly.

Today, Maitreya Jinren showed his skills in Jeju City and got a group of believers who were very happy. After showing up in a dilapidated temple in the west of the city, he changed his appearance and came to the street. He looked up at the sun. When he felt that it was not early to go to bed, he pretended as a storyteller on the streets and lanes.

People need to have a skill to walk in the world, and storytellers are no exception. They all rely on a mouth that can talk about the past and the present, search for mythical ghosts, and eat all over the world. Otherwise, where can they get food and food, where can they live, let alone marry a wife and have children, and enjoy all the blessings of the world.

However, Maitreya has had these for a long time. His purpose of walking through the streets is more ambitious. On the one is to understand the people's feelings, on the other, he is to practice medicine to buy people's hearts, on the other is to promote his Maitreya religion with a clever tongue, and on the other is to step on the market in Jeju and look at the one he has cultivated over the years. For some loyal disciples, the fifth is to test the government of Jeju to see if they are wary of Maitreya, whether his opening methods have attracted the attention of the government, and the sixth is to look at the people's understanding of Maitreya in private.

Maitreya has been in the area of Jingdong Road for some years, and it has been more than a hundred years since Fu Dashi, a native of the Northern Dynasty. Five or six masters have been changed, but at that time, Maitreya was still a plate of scattered sand, and there was no climate. When the Song Dynasty was just established, it was often suppressed and sealed up by the government. Later, the world gradually improved, people's hearts returned, and the three schools of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism flourished again. People with insight saw through the mystery of it and borrowed the scriptures of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism. There are countless people who have set up the mountain.

Not to mention the big faction of the gate, the small sects are as many as cattle. They catch a lot. It is not like Maitreya's religion gathering sand into a tower, making a good relationship, good at spreading positive results, helping people get out of the sea of suffering, not to mention crossing people into immortals. Nowadays, not only ordinary people believe in Maitreya, but also many believers in rich families. Maitreya Jinren believes that these are based on his truth. No matter what is mentioned, there is his participation, permeating his painstaking efforts, so that he can get today's status.

However, after walking a few streets, Maitreya heard a terrible news, an incredible news, which was like a thunder on the ground, and the earth trembled.

"Is this true?" Maitreya Zhenren couldn't believe his ears. He said that as early as Yizhou, he also heard a little about worshipping the Queen Mother. He thought it was groundless, and passers-by laughed. Unexpectedly, he came to Jeju today and asked about it. This teaching was not a big deal. I have to find someone to ask what is so smart about.

The ancients said: It is better to teach people to fish than to teach people to fish.

Maitreya Zhenren walked around the street and asked several Maitreya believers to know that this post was also printed. The post was actually distributed to the city. They had one in their hands. Maitreya asked for a post to worship the Queen Mother and unfolded it. Unconsciously, he took a cold breath. His heart was powerful, but it was actually the opposite. In the end, I will use it for me. These seemingly ordinary words are actually tempting and benefiting everywhere. First, it is the one who teaches people to fish, which solves people's needs for three meals; then teaches people to fish, so that people can use it for a lifetime, but for whom it is used for life, not to say, it is obvious.

After reading the post of worshiping the mother of the king, Maitreya took the palm-sized paper into his sleeve. After returning the gift to the person, he sang a sentence, "Tao Taoism is very Taoism, Xuan Xuanxuan is very mysterious. The person who wrote this book is really a master in our generation. This mysterious, wonderful Taoism is not Come out, it seems that the poor road is going to visit."

Maitreya said that he would visit him, but in fact he didn't go immediately, because it was dark when it was dark, it was impossible to go out of the city and into the mountains. What's more, his coming to Jeju this time was not all about the believers to visit the old department, but also the beautiful woman who had not seen for a long time, enchanting and annoying.

The night is dark and the wind is high, climbing over the wall into the room, not for money, not for rice, but for a smile.

Fengjia Rice Shop, Sanguan Street, east of Jeju City. After the hostess Feng dressed up, she pushed open the back window and hung a red lantern. From a distance, the lantern was like a red apricot out of the wall, waiting for someone to pick it. However, everyone knew that the boss's wife of Feng's rice shop was a widow. So far, there was no man, and she didn't know how she lived. Did she wash her face with tears all day long? The lantern is only for the golden turtle son-in-law?

The mother-in-law on the street often talks about such gossip when she is free. Feng has been used to it for a long time. At first, she would scold the old women. Later, she was used to it. If she didn't hear anyone say that she had not found a man yet, Feng would be uneasy.

Since he received a letter from home the day before yesterday, Feng was so excited that he didn't close his eyes all night. When he was bathing, he was still talking about a word that the man filled for her, "I think about the wind and rain at night, and I'm sad on the couch. I'm charming and unloved. I don't envy mandarin ducks or immortals. I just wait for my husband to hold his hand."

After saying that, I didn't feel enough and said, "Red beans are born in the south, and I will send a few branches in spring. May you pick more. This thing is the most lovesick."

In this way, I read a few more beautiful words to relieve the uneasy heat in my body. After lying down with my clothes, I only waited for that day to come early.

The wait is long, ** is short-lived. When Maitreya climbed over the wall and entered the room, Feng put on a small coat and picked out the lantern. Just as the window was about to be covered, a breeze blew, and the small green and white clothes as thin as cicada wings floated up. For a moment, the infinite spring light under his clothes was exposed. Feng quickly covered his chest and retreated into the room, put on his clothes again and sat in front of the bronze mirror, ready to make up for some rouge powder.

The back room window creaked, and a mass of things fell to the ground. Then someone stepped up the stairs step by step. Feng's heart was a burst of joy. He quickly dropped the pink handkerchief, got up and rushed to the door. The tall man was smiling and looking at her, coming step by step, taking off his clothes as he walked. For a moment, the broad chest and strong abdomen were exposed...

And that, that shameful object, Feng's heart beat wildly when she saw it. She couldn't wait to throw herself into her arms immediately to warm people, but she knew the man's preferences.

Maitreya came to Feng's bed with his body, lay down comfortably, raised his hand and said, "Come on, I can't stand it anymore."

Mr. Feng gritted his teeth, took out a cowhide whip from the suitcase behind the screen, came to Maitreya Zhenren's side, stroked his sleeves, and said, "I really want to come"

Maitreya Zhenren nodded. Feng's cruel hand rose and fell and fell on Maitreya Zhenren's body. After the whip, a deep blood mark was left on his flawless skin. Maitreya Zhenren hummed pleasantly and praised, "Good means, my husband likes it, continue to fight"

Feng's love and hate said that every time he came to play with me, he had to wait for you to be satisfied. Well, let you enjoy my mother's ** eighteen whips, and then ask you to serve me until dawn.

** The whip was a burst of love. It was a whip of love. Maitreya was so excited that he kept cheering. His back was not enough after being whipped, and he wanted it on his chest. Feng said that I didn't want to see you hurt all over. Well, it's your turn to serve me this time.

After saying that, I don't know where to fly into a light gauze clothes. Zhou's body is smooth and delicate, beautiful and delicious, and the jade rabbit on the chest is also like a new steamed bun, which makes people can't help holding it in their hands, rubbing and shaking.

Feng hasn't been stained with rain and dew for a long time, and his body has long been horny. Today, he was teased and couldn't help himself. He hurriedly pulled out the jade hairpin and spread his buns. His waterfall-like hair was draped on his shoulders. As his body swinged together, he was so charming.

"My husband, I'm coming in." Feng's preconceivedly sat on the body of Maitreya, skillfully separated his legs and swallowed the shameful artifact.

He hasn't opened it for a long time. Today, he entered too fiercely and had some pain. Feng gritted his teeth and endured for a while. When he felt a trace of warmth, he slowly twisted his waist and put his hands on Maitreya's chest, venting the infinite desire in his body.

The two of them lingered to their heart's content, and the bed also swayed, as if there was a flat boat in the waves, and the bed board made a rattling sound from time to time. This sound not only did not disturb the interest of the two people, but also stimulated their desire. Feng rubbed his lower body desperately, trying to make it faster for the first time, but he was too happy today. The pleasure was delayed. She resisted the impulse to pee and fell on Maitreya Zhenren's body, like a fishy lazy cat, whispering, "I'm tired, husband, let me go downstairs"

Maitreya Jinren was energetic. Hearing Feng's initiative to change his position, he was even more happy. As soon as he turned over, he pressed Feng's lower side, dragged Feng's buttocks with his arms, and came to the palace. This slow entry was also slow, but slowly grinding the ** part of the other party. Feng's tears were blurred, and he felt that his whole person was about to Floating and fairy, Sakura gasped slightly, and the excitement groaned with the impulse that was stronger than once, and grabbed Maitreya's hair.

Maitreya Jinsheng leaned down, hugged Feng and went in and out for a while, which made Feng's scream constantly and begged for mercy. Although that was the case, he didn't really ask Maitreya to stop. It was stimulating the other party. After receiving the hint, the other party worked harder and served Feng until **.

After Feng's **, the cloud rain temporarily came to an end. Maitreya kissed her cherry lips, teased her **, and kissed her skin all over. Feng twisted her body and enjoyed the boundless beauty. It was not until the next cloud rain was ready that he turned over and galloped.