Chapter 133 Pleasure

Wu Da

Wu Da finally knew the benefits of being a man, especially the benefits of a rich man.

He looked at these bellis, who had been tossed by themselves and lay motionless in various postures. Wu Da was very satisfied.

In the past, every time he tossed Pan Jinlian, he felt that he was weak and almost didn't know why he would fall asleep, but now it's different. Even if he knocked down so many women, Dalang still felt full of strength. This feels so good.

This is all thanks to that stone. That stone is really magical. If there is any more, you will definitely eat another piece. If you eat another piece, you will be as strong as Wu Song. No, I won't be stronger than him. Even if there are two tigers, you can lie down with bare hands.

"If the tiger is a female tiger, I will let them lie down in another way." Wu Da thought about things and said it casually. With a touch of his hand everywhere, he touched a woman's body.

The woman followed with a delicate (harmonious) gasp: "Husband, I... I still want it. But my bottom hurts a lot. Can you... be lighter?" The sound already sounded a little timid.

Wu Da did not consider whether there was moisture in this word, because he completely enjoyed this kind of praise. No one has ever brought him such satisfaction, and Pan Jinlian has never, although Pan Jinlian's body is whiter and tenderer than these women.

Before entering the Mochou Hall, Wu Da only saw Pan Jinlian's body. The body was extremely white and tender, like white jade, and his skin could be broken. Wu Da almost touched it with his hand and trembled all over. When these women in Mochouguan took off their coats and only had blasphemous clothes, Wu Da was actually a little disappointed.

Those bodies are not as white and tender as Pan Jinlian, and some of them are even black. Some still have clear scratches on them, which are thought to be left by others on them. This feeling is very bad. Wu Da vaguely remembers that he is willing to leave his own mark on Pan Jinlian's body, so sometimes he will deliberately bite or scratch it. Pan Jinlian only had the mark of Wu University, and this woman actually had someone else's mark on her body. Sure enough, she is a bitch! At that time, Wu Da slapped the woman with scratches on her body.

He played very hard. In order to ensure that he could hit the position, he almost jumped up and played. Wu Da knows the strength on his palm. It will take at least half a month for this palm to retreat. This is the mark he left on the woman, which belongs to Wu Da's mark, which is bright on his face, not hidden under his clothes. Wu Da was a little proud after slapped him in the face, and then he suddenly thought that this was the first time he slapped someone else in the face.

But if it's the first time, how can you be so familiar with the action of slaps? Touching the legs of the woman lying next to him, Wu Da thought about this question. Oh, yes, I was beaten by others. When I was in Qinghe County, the person who beat me was Shen Qi, but he was dead. Yes, he was dead.

It was Wu Song who killed him. No, I killed him. Wu Da's head was full of paste. He felt that his head was the same as the bottom, a little weak, and maybe it was overworked.

There are curtains hanging on the window. The curtains are a little heavy, and Wu Da, who has just been happy, has also lost his judgment of time. He doesn't know how long has passed, but he feels that he is not hungry yet. I think it's not time for dinner. But where to go at night? Should we continue to be in this Mochou Hall or go back to the Guihua Building?

What are you doing back to the Osmanthus Building? Guihua Tower is not so happy. When I return to Guihua Tower, I can only look at Liu Lin's face and tell me the accounts back and forth. Even if I don't go back tonight, Guihua Tower can't collapse. In addition, Wu Song will definitely go there to find me and ask me the whereabouts of the blood stone. In that case, I really can't explain it clearly.

However, Wu Song is not stupid. He should have almost guessed that the blood stone was swallowed by me. When I go back and show him the blood stone on me, he will definitely be crazy. Isn't it glorious to have a brother like me? Seeing that I have slept with so many women, can he? He married his daughter-in-law for so long, and the sea sand was not pregnant. In the final analysis, it must be the seeds he planted.

You should let Wu Song have a look. Wu Da patted the bodies of these women** while calculating the number. His hand specially patted those delicate positions. If he found that the women were covered with blasphemy clothes, he would roughly pull them away. He even patted the back of a woman's chest and felt that the milk (harmonious vertical and horizontal) was very slippery (harmonious vertical and horizontal) tender, a little like Pan Jinlian. He stopped his calculation and pinched it heavily. Let the woman give a sad scream. One, two, three, four, five. There are five. I have done each of these women once. After finishing it, they don't even have the strength to wear clothes. They can only watch me tos others with their eyes open.

In fact, Wu Song should also figure out that there are many women and only one brother. Haisha is sick and can't be cured. The seeds sown by Wu Song can't become the descendants of the Wu family. This kind of woman should not cure her and make her die quiet. My brother must understand this. If he kills the sea sand and can turn it into a blood stone, he will definitely kill his wife without hesitation, turn it into a blood stone, and offer it with his hands to let me, as a brother, take it.

If I eat another piece, how many women can I have in a row? Haha, that's more than ten. I can twitch all the girls in Mochou's hall in one go, even the ** old lady.

Wu Da thought of the charming old lady and couldn't help licking his lips.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, "Papa."

"Who is it?" Wu Da asked impatiently. He didn't want anyone to disturb his fantasy at this time, unless there was a woman behind the door that could harden him again. If so, he would not hesitate to rush over, open the door, throw the woman to **, and do another big job in front of the five ** women. In that case, you must let the five women get up and lick themselves with their tongues to cheer up, which is refreshing.

"Can martial artists have fun outside?" The voice outside the door is the ** old lady.

"It's okay, but why is your girl so weak that she lies still after a few times, which makes people so boring." Wu Da did not wear clothes, but walked to the door naked and opened the door. While opening the door, he deliberately shook the work below.

The old pimp's expression became extremely surprised. Wu Da was extremely surprised by this reaction. He raised his head slightly and said, "What's the matter with you?"

"Oh... Oh, the slave family came to see how the officials were playing, but what other instructions did they have?" The old duck woke up from surprise and explained hurriedly.

Wu Da likes this kind of panic very much. If she is not the president of the county's chamber of commerce, the owner of Guihualou, or a powerful and rich man, then the old woman will definitely call someone to drive me out immediately, and she can only endure my unreasonableness now.

It turns out that if you have the strength, you can follow the rules. This kind of recklessness is really good. Wu Da looked at the open mouth of the old woman's speech, and wanted the old woman to kneel down and stuff the work into her mouth by himself. No, it seemed that it was not high enough. I still needed to step on a cushion. Wu Da thought to himself.

"What time is it now?" Wu Da asked inexordinarily. Although he didn't want to go back, he still wanted to know when it was. After all, he would have to eat at that time, and he didn't know how the food in Mochou Restaurant was. If it was not good, let someone go to the Guihua Building and deliver it back. It's just that it's a little far away. If it's delivered, it must have delayed some time. Besides, the business of Guihua Building is good in the evening. I have to ask those people to mention my name before I can ask the masters of the kitchen to jump in line for me to cook.

"Recommation to the official." The old duckling smiled and covered her face with her hand. Wu Daming knew that he was pretending, but he also had a feeling of being charmed and felt crisp. Dinner time has passed for a while, and the officials of the slave family have not come out. I'm afraid that you will enjoy the Spring Festival and forget to eat and starve. Then my shop can't afford it.

Wu Da didn't expect it to be so late. At first, he was still shocked, but then he regained his compo mind. A man with power, wealth and strength, what does it matter if he goes back late? Not only does he have to go back late, but I also want to live here.

"I'm a little hungry when you say that. Is there a cook in this restaurant? The stir-fried one is better than Guihualou, and I give more money. Besides...what's your name again?" When Wu Da spoke, he deliberately raised the volume. Wu Da did remember that Ximen Qing had a name for the old duckling when he entered the door, but after the storm, he didn't remember many of them, but... What about Ximenqing? Hahaha, I don't know what the boy's record is in the afternoon, but I don't think he is as rich as me. If he works five people in a row, he will lie on the beach like mud at this time, and he can't even pick it up. Thinking of this, Wu Da couldn't control his changed mood and laughed out loud: "Hahaha."

"The slave's name is Qiu Yan." The old daughter was obviously confused by the sudden laughter of Wu Da, and there was an obvious pause between his words. After a while, he continued to say, "The places in this Rouge alley are all without cooks. With the fireworks, the guests were not in the mood to play with the girls. But this Rouge Lane has a special room for guests who come to play. The taste is also very good, but it's probably a little worse than your osmanthus building.

"Hahaha, that's right, where can it compare with my osmanthus building? But it doesn't matter. If you ask them to get some wine and vegetables, I suddenly feel hungry. I'm afraid to say that Wu Da's physical exhaustion this afternoon was not small. He got out of bed and walked a few steps. In addition, he now knows that it's time for dinner, so he can't control his hunger. Although the food in Guihualou is delicious, it can't quench your thirst. It's not bad to taste the flavor of this rouge alley. Since it's all eaten by guests who come here, there should also be some aphrodisiac dishes. I ate some and cheered up in the evening and did a few more girls. Wu Da was so satisfied with his idea that he nodded uncontrollably and frequently when he spoke.

"But..." Qiu Yan's face showed an embarrassed look and rubbed her hands awkwardly: "I'm afraid you can't do it today. If you want to eat the flavor of our rouge alley, you can only come back another day."

"What?" Wu Da roared, "What are you talking about? Do you dare to tell me no?" Wu Da felt that he was like a lion in pleasure, but his beard was touched against him, and his anger burned up like a flame.

"Don't be angry, outside the martial arts." Qiu Yan hurriedly patted Wu Da's body and inadvertently touched Wu Da's work with her hand. Wu Da felt numb, and the work stood up again, more upright than before. Unfortunately, Qiu Yan's hand left immediately, but it was this fleeting that made Wu Da have endless memories.

"That's what it is." Qiu Yan walked to the side of Wuda and deliberately avoided the work of standing up. In the middle of yesterday, I didn't know what was wrong with the eastern sky, and there was one more star. This star was very evil and red. Today, people in the county are saying that this star is called a comet. In fact, I think it is the same thing as the broom star that adults said when they were young. However, because it is red, these people say that its appearance must represent something. Some people say that there will be a catastrophe, and some people say that there will be a hero of salvation. Anyway, who knows, unless this star directly gives me a golden treasure, otherwise, I don't bother to care. Don't you think so, outside the martial arts? Qiu Yan climbed up Wu Da's arm and spoke with heat in Wu Da's ears.

Wu Da didn't eat this. He shook Qiu Yan's arm, then turned around, faced Qiu Yan, rubbed the towering job on Qiu Yan, and then roughly grabbed Qiu Yan's hand and put her hand on the work. At this time, Wu Dacai made a wish. He is a powerful man who can rudely abide by the rules and get everything he wants. Qiu Yan's hand is like this, and everything in the future will be the same.

"The stars won't give you gold ingots, but I will." Wu Da said proudly that he felt that Qiu Yan's hand was a little trembling and a little about to loosen, so he stared and said, "You'd better not let go. If you feel uncomfortable, I will cut off your hand and let it grab my things. Yes, that's it, Qiuyan, your hand suits my appetite. Well, now you can go on." Wuda also wants to know what the red comet has to do with the flavor of Rouge Lane.

"Just..." Qiu Yan bit her lips and continued: "Because there are so many rumors, this star will rise at night tonight, so Yanggu County can be said to be an empty alley. Everyone has gone to see the stars. To tell you the truth, now you are the only guest in the whole Mochou Hall. Not only the Mochou Hall, but also the guests of the whole Rouge Lane are probably counted by one hand. Those masters who usually cook dishes also went to see the stars, regardless of the few guests left. To tell the truth, I haven't had dinner yet. Qiu Yan's coquettish tone made Wu Da's heart flutter.

"You said you didn't eat?" The corners of Wu Da's mouth rose slightly, and he really liked Qiu Yan to say this.

"Yes, I can't leave Rouge Lane for dinner like others. I thought you would have a good time for a while, so I closed the door first and went to find some food." Qiu Yan's answer was fangs.

"Don't wait for me to leave, I'll give you something to eat now." Wu Da smiled sinisterly and then took Qiu Yan's hand away from the job.

Qiu Yan's face was overjoyed. Just as she was about to open her mouth to speak, Wu Da then said, "Kneel down and put it in your mouth. I'll make you full in a while. While Wu Da spoke, he pointed to his lower body.

"Extra, although we are a brothel, we also have rules. Some girls just sell their art but not their bodies. We old girls don't receive guests. Although Qiu Yan's answer was a little trembling, it was still fluent.

"You mean to refuse my request?" Wu Da's smile was quite funny: "Then I can close your Mochou Hall tomorrow and let you be ridden by thousands of people. Believe it or not, and then be played to death." Wu Da made a gloomy expression.

"No, it won't. I heard that Wu Song is still reasonable. We are a law-abiding business, and he has no reason to help you do this. Qiu Yan's defense voice was very small, and she could hear that she was a little lack of confidence.

Wu Dawan never thought that when he made a threat, the other party first considered the source of the threat as Wu Song, which made him feel frustrated and angry. However, now Dalang only coveted Qiu Yan's mouth, and other things can be put aside for the time being. Anyway, she will gradually know her own strength.

"Do you think he will listen to his brother or you, a bitch?" Wu Da felt that his voice was full of majesty, which would definitely make Qiu Yan tremble.

Sure enough, it seems that after a difficult decision, Qiu Yan knelt down tremblingly. However, after she knelt down, her head was near Wuda's stomach, which was much higher than that job.

Wu Da just remembered this, but now he can't find a cushion under his feet, so he feels a little embarrassed.

And Qiu Yan kept lowering her body, and finally almost half lying down, containing Wu Da's lower body. At that moment, Wu Da trembled a little. He felt extremely excited and felt that he was the king of the world, and others, especially women, were his slaves and should be trampled on by him.