Yang Ling felt that the vinegar jar of the senior class leader had broken a big hole, and the acid water was flowing out, and it couldn't be blocked. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

So he decided to punish the beautiful vase in his arms fiercely, and angrily put his two hands along the woman's soft body into the clothes, and soon touched a pair of soft white rabbits.

In an instant, the woman began to become coquettish, opened her small mouth and let out a gentle gasp, and Yang Ling also lost no time in reaching the big mouth, and then began to tear the dress on the woman's body......

"Wow~, you two...... ...... in broad daylight"

The air next to him shook slightly, Han Xinglin came out of the system with two spirit fruits, and when she saw Sun Xiaojing, who was about to be peeled into a white lamb, she couldn't help but shout in surprise.

"Ah~" Sun Xiaojing hurriedly stood up in a panic and sorted out her clothes, although she was willing to unlock any posture for her beloved man, but when she was seen in broad daylight, her face was still flushed with shame, and she didn't wait for Yang Ling to stand up, and her body shook into the system.

"This ...... cough cough...... "Yang Ling is also a little embarrassed, this kind of thing is still not the same as closing the door in bed, being bumped into by someone, he is still a little ashamed in his heart, but he is also very angry, and he took Han Xinglin in his arms and beat him on the ass a few times.

If you don't come early or late, I'm just getting started, it's a bit of a disappointment!

"Oops! Husband spares his life, I don't dare!" Han Xinglin twisted her body and hurriedly begged for mercy, under the friction of her soft body, she felt a hot big stick on her lower abdomen, and couldn't help but tremble slightly, and she hurriedly threw the spirit fruit in her hand to the ground very excitedly, her pretty face was shy, and the corners of her eyebrows were flushed, "Husband~~"

The tactful nasal voice aroused Yang Ling's desire.

The two got married, and seven or eight years have passed in a blink of an eye, and this girl has long since faded away from the shyness she had when she first met, and has become an extremely mature and charming woman, who looks more and more like her aunt, except for the brain hole, everything else is simply not different, especially the appearance and body, the charm is chic, and it is full of extreme temptation.

And Han Xue and Yang Ling are still infatuated, but her personality is becoming more and more gentle, in addition to charming, she has added a lot of indifference to the dust, and she is a little closer to the class leader.

Yang Ling looked at the charming and seductive face in front of him, and couldn't help but lean up with his big mouth, and at the same time, his hands began to touch around dishonestly.

After a wife left, another wife came, this is the benefit of having more wives, there is always one who can eat.

Wha!

Yang Ling laughed a few times, hugged Han Xinglin and disappeared without a trace, in order to have a peaceful and happy day, it is better to find a quiet and hidden place, this kind of thing of prostitution during the day, interrupt it a few times, I am afraid that there will be sequelae.

However, when he had been playing happily until dark, and returned to Xishanju with Han Xinglin, whose cheeks were still flushed, he saw Sun Xiaojing sitting quietly on the sofa in the living room reading a book, and saw the two of them appear, standing up in shape, and gently pulling Yang Ling's arm with crooked eyebrows, "Husband, I haven't heard enough of that story in the morning......

Yang Ling: ......

Well, this excuse is strong enough!

What about this kind of thing, as long as the married man understands, in fact, there is no need to say it so implicitly, just throw a wink, shout my husband I want it, generally all husbands will obediently obey, otherwise the consequences will be very serious, kneeling on the washboard, kneeling on the keyboard, and more terrifying imported weapons...... Durian.

So, in order not to accept the punishment of terror, Yang Ling decided to use his best efforts to convince ...... Pajamas for all women themselves.

To be a qualified husband, not only must you be able to make money to support your family, but it is very important that your kidneys are good!

Especially at this juncture, in the melancholy eyes of the mother-in-law, several women want to add Dingava to the Yang family, and they don't want to leave the image of a little hen who can't lay eggs.

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And being a happy stallion is also Yang Ling's long-standing wish, and this desire has always been in the first place before there are no women.

Now...... This wish has been perfectly realized, and there is no regret at all, the wives are all beautiful as flowers, graceful, gentle and considerate, empathetic, although occasionally a little vinegar, a little brain, a little bit of demand, but this kind of blessing is not to say that there can be, so Yang Ling when he is a happy stallion, occasionally take the time to think about the meaning of life, after all, as a hard-working cow, there will still be some weak legs if the land is ploughed more...... Soreness ...... the lower back and limbs.

The last time he meditated on the river beach for half a month, he had a lot of doubts about reality.

True and false, real and illusory dreams.

Time, space, reincarnation, netherworld, cause and effect, nothingness, which rule dominates life and death?

Or maybe life and death are entangled in this.

Rules...... What exactly are the rules, and is the sense of déjà vu an illusion of reincarnation?

Death may not be the end of life, and being alive does not mean that you are really alive, maybe in another space that extends in time, you are already dead, and there may be countless of yourself living in different time and space, and there will be a trace of induction between each other, otherwise how can there be some familiar illusions in the dark.

If so, what is the meaning of life?

What is the meaning of death?

Transmigration...... Is reincarnation a period of independent consciousness or a new beginning of life?

Beginning from nothingness and ending with nothingness, is it emptiness that creates everything, or reincarnation that creates everything, or perhaps the so-called eight ultimate rules...... Are they all fake?

If the rules are all fake...... So what is it about all of this that we are experiencing?

As some scientists predict, all people are in a virtual world all the time, and they are really just a piece of virtual code, and the rules are the programs that control these random little monsters.

If this conjecture is true, then what's the point of one's own cultivation? Could it be that oneself, a little scum monster, can still grow into an NPC?

But NPCs are still code after all, just more advanced and intelligent code, just like the characters in the game can't become real people and appear in real life, and they can't know that they are just a game code, so if they live in the unreal, how can they know what it's like outside the computer?

Walking up the wide big bed, Han Xue straddled Yang Ling's body defenselessly, her skin was like condensation, the jade color was fragrant, her delicate red cheeks were slightly sweaty, and she looked at the man who was staring at the ceiling with a pair of eyes, there was a trace of extreme tenderness in her eyes, she leaned down, her full chest was tightly squeezed on the man's chest, "Xiao Ling, you are distracted again!"

"Ah~, oh!" Yang Ling withdrew his thoughts from the endless thoughts, smiled a little awkwardly, and began to exercise hard with his arms around Han Xue's soft and plump waist.