C41 (1/2)

Chen Erpu trembled as he watched the brown bear man walk past him. Fortunately, this fellow's jealous punch didn't land on his head.

The brown bear man and the beautiful woman disappeared from sight. Only then did Chen and his servant open their eyes wide like a Q and scold him, ”Fuck you eight generations of ancestors, I didn't need to do anything. Do you need to be so angry and resentful?” F * ck, why would such a beautiful girl be called a reckless bear like sleeping? ”From the looks of it, even if it's not a polar bear, it's still Demon Ox!

He swallowed and continued, ”If you don't go to a hotel and stay in the forest, you will forget about the pain of having the grass and thorns cut into the eggs!”

Chen Erpu cursed for a while, feeling the anger in his heart go away, only then did he feel his mouth going dry, he anxiously looked for the water in the water.

Chen Erpu, who was using a condom to store water, threw it to the side while he was lying on the ground. Now that he had found it again, it looked like it was perfectly fine; Humans are really smart...

A hundred million times, he thought to himself. Sima Han Zhai and He Ye had not come to the top of the mountain yet, but the servants were like Wei Yan who was tired to death, but had been ridiculed by Zhuge Liang. ”Forget it, go back to the shore and turn into a Buddha. Let's go down the mountain and look back!

After making up his mind, he lifted his legs and hurried down the mountain. After walking for a short distance, he felt that there were very few visitors, so he stood in front of a signboard and observed.

The pit of the stomach? This place was quite interesting! Chen Erpu was stunned for a moment before he turned back and walked down the mountain. As he went over a small hill, he saw that it was bustling with tourists.

Chen Erpu quickly made his way to the pit of the heart. Not only did he see the vast plaza, he also saw a few temples around the plaza.

A temple is enough for a tourist attraction. It seems to be a feature of the domestic upper-class attraction.

The problem was that these temples were a combination of Buddhism and Confucianism. The Buddha's Shakyamuni, the Daoist's Yuanshi, and the Shi's Confucius were all living together in a place where they could enjoy incense and worship.

This is probably the unique and inclusive nature of the Chinese faith, no matter where the Holy Master comes from as long as it rains.

Unlike some countries, where the faith is one, there are countless factions that fight with each other all day long.

The Chinese regard faith as a kind of do-gooding act, and simple materialistic thought adds a thick light to the scenic spots.

Chen Erpu wandered around the temple but did not find anyone. He then left and continued to walk down the mountain.

There were quite a lot of people walking down the mountain. The ones walking in front of Chen Erpu were a black and white foreigner women.

Previously, Chen Erpu treated the foreigners as pious and rare like he would see a giant panda in Sichuan, but now that our nation's power had increased, the foreigners invited them to join us, and they became like cabbages and radishes by the roadside.

The two foreign girls who were walking in front of Chen Erpu had prominent business features. The black girl's butt was big and perky, and the white girl was wearing a mini mini dress that only covered half of her butt.

Beneath the miniskirt was a considerable amount of white flowers and red chirping.

The white flowers were naturally extra fat, while the red chirps were the lace C pants.

Previously, Chen Erpu did not even know what the thong C pants were. He had spent 500 yuan on He Ye to test the gun and asked her how her sexy underwear could tease people like that.

He Ye scratched a finger on Chen Erpu's nose and laughed: ”Luckily you were able to ask that question. This is called C pants! ”

The C breeches are invisible underpants that have been boldly reformed on the basis of the thong; and abnormally conserve fabric.

The line on his waist was omitted. It was a piece of paper shaped like an English letter C that was affixed below to protect his private parts. Therefore, it was called the C pair of pants.

C pants is one of the most trendy female underwear can wear women's charm and emotions.

There was no belt on the waist like the T-pants inside the C pants, and the elastic plastic card was fixed between the thighs and carried vibrations.

Do you understand shock? It's the thing that makes a woman feel very comfortable.

C Pants is a special love gift specially designed by American designer David to sunbathe his model's wife.

The side looks like the letter C and the front looks like a sanitary pad.

C breeches are very popular in Europe and America, when the world is still talking about making women wear less; it's surprising to see that they wear less cloth.

When people are still talking about the hot sex appeal of the thong, C pants break the tradition.

The sans belt C's were fierce, and humans seemed to have the urge to return to primitive society — leaves to cover the lines of the enterprise, no minimum cloth; only fewer.

Chen Erpu looked at the white girl's C pants, his mind was blank, and although the black girl's butt was very raised, compared to the white girl's half-naked body, it was still nothing.

Without knowing why, Chen Erpu just drooled a drop of saliva, and below him was another private part.