As she said that, she picked up her clothes and called the waiter to change the water. It was her turn to hide behind the tent and soak in the water.

...

The beauty lying quietly on the bed also opened her eyes and skillfully looked at the graceful figure reflected on the tent.

I don’t know how many times it was.

...

Chu Yu was greedy for comfort today. After washing for a long time, she saw a slender back half curled up on the bed, not the graceful sleeping position that she usually has, like a corpse, and is not the usual graceful sleeping position.

She was stunned, and quickly wiped her hair, ran over, raised her hand and turned the "cat" over. Sure enough, she saw his face flushed, biting his lips, and feeling uncomfortable and breathing like she was so weak that she was so weak that she was breathing.

But after she pulled it, she half pulled open his clothes, and her snow-white and delicate collarbone suddenly appeared. It was obvious that he had a rose-colored look on his body, which set off his cold eyes, which was confusing.

Chu Yu's heart was inexplicably thumping, and her face suddenly became a little dry. She immediately turned her eyes away, calmed down, and reached out to touch his forehead: "What's wrong, what's wrong, but I'm catching a cold?"

Qin Sheng closed her eyes, suddenly raised her hand and hooked Chu Yu's thin waist and lifted her up directly onto the bed. She raised her hand and held her small waist directly, hugged her thin waist, and buried her face tightly into her lower abdomen: "Don't feel comfortable, sleep."

Chu Yu was directly knocked down on the bed, and looked down at the 'boy' in his arms for some reason.

Chu Yu felt that his belly was pressed so hard that he felt a little strange as if he was about to drill into her belly.

His uncomfortable look was that he had suffered from the dampness and had a bone ache. He felt the person holding him tremble. She frowned with some concern: "I'll call Erniang, Sanniang will do your skills for you?"

Her own internal strength is just a self-protection, which is not enough to cure Qin Sheng.

Qin Sheng said coldly in a cowardly manner: "No."

Chu Yu couldn't, so he had to raise his fingertips and lean, and a slight breeze popped out to wipe out the candle. Then he stretched out his hand and slowly stroked his black hair like a hair, hoping that spring would pass early.

...

In the darkness, only the moonlight outside the window fell on the ground through the pale window paper.

Qin Sheng leaned her face against her waist and abdomen, feeling the soft and warm touch. At the same time, she was reciting the internal practice formula in her heart, but she absent-mindedly remembered the erotic pictures in the south wing of the book building.

In my impression, he looked through the pictures of famous masters to study the human body postures in painting art, just like the West Chamber Medicine Study room where there were various bronze men and women for identifying acupuncture needles. It looked like there was no difference, but it was just a body.

But it has been different recently. Although he didn't understand what the ugly postures of men and women in the picture album meant, he looked at it and felt that the naked villain there turned into him and...her.

He didn't understand why, but he could only feel the burning pain and heat feeling and disordered internal breathing on his body, which became more and more intense.

He looked at Hongxiu, and even no woman would have such a burning and unbearable feeling in her lower abdomen.

It is even more unimaginable to show off their weird postures like those in those paintings.

A trace of disgust and violent cold light flashed in Qin Sheng's eyes, forcing himself not to think about it anymore.

But after a while, he felt Chu Yu's hand comforting him slower and slowly, and the girl's even breathing sound gradually came from above his head.

Qin Sheng was stunned for a moment, frowned with some discomfort, and inexplicably felt the strange boredom and grievance that often appeared in her heart.

He felt so uncomfortable that he endured her, but she still knew nothing.

Know nothing!

He could not tell her the truth. If she knew that he would eat her to detoxify, she would have to be afraid of him.

He couldn't stand her look of fear at him.

Anyone can do it, but she can't!

But recently this strange poison attack seems to be getting more and more powerful. If everything is as Lao Jin said, he may have all kinds of strange hallucinations due to the influence of poisons.

As the antidote, he can affect him to such an extent.

This feeling of the bright pearls falling into the darkness and the bright moon shining on the ditch made him feel that holding her tightly could no longer relieve the anxiety in his heart.

Sometimes he couldn't help but want to bite the soft body he was holding hard, and then he relieved the strange desire in his heart that was almost hated.

Qin Sheng rubbed unbearably, but felt his forehead rubbing softly. He narrowed his eyes and a strange scene flashed through his mind.

He paused, suddenly half-supported his body, looked down quietly at the person who was relaxed and silenced because he let out a comfortable and gentle moan, laying flat on his back and continuing to sleep.

His eyes flashed slightly, and the focus stopped on the girl's bulging curve in the dim darkness.

He learned the gesture of the man in the erotic palace map by a sermon, spread his beautiful hands slightly, and slowly stopped on the little peach through his clothes with his jade-like fingertips.

The extremely soft touch made his pupils shrink slightly with a faint golden color, and then he used his claws to flatten them with his instinct!

...

"Oh my God - it hurts! It hurts...it hurts so much!!!"

A whimpering scream suddenly sounded in the dark room, followed by a banging sound and muffled groan.

...

In Room No. 1, Huo Sanniang opened her eyes as she was practicing cross-leggedly: "What's the sound!"

Huo Erniang leaned beside the bed and hummed lazily: "I didn't hear the voices of outsiders, nor did I smell the smells of outsiders, so I ignored it."

Huo Sanniang nodded and continued to meditate with peace of mind: "I said, why didn't you get the youngest son of the inn shopkeeper?"

Huo Erniang snorted softly: "I have been kept by a little slut recently. My face is not good-looking, and my waist is not twisted strong enough. I can't seem to be hard. If you like it, go and chew it."

Huo Sanniang also held her cheek and sighed: "That's right, what do you think of Huo Yao, the little fairy, to me? I enjoyed watching him in the water last time, and I was desperate to let me eat him with real swords and guns."

It made her feel that visiting the house was no longer fun.

Huo Erniang also got up and looked at the bright moon outside the window, a little sad: "The boss said that this feeling of being hard on one person is called love. Do you think we have met the love in the legend?"

Huo Sanniang held her face and looked at the moon outside the window: "But the boss also said that when he met love, he would want to cry when he saw the snow-capped mountains and the desert, but I didn't want to cry when I looked at the moon, I just wanted to fuck someone. Is this love?"

Huo Erniang was silent for a while and sighed again: "Brother also said that when people in the Tianshan Demon Sect meet love, they will kill the person who let us give birth to love, and they will be able to become the tenth level of demonic skills. From then on, youth will last forever and life will last forever."

Huo Sanniang tilted her head and thought, "Isn't it a pity to kill it? I haven't eaten enough yet."

They didn't even eat that fresh meat once.

Huo Erniang suddenly turned around and smiled so badly: "Then let's eat enough before slaughtering me. Didn't my brother do that too?"

...

The night wind is rustling and the night fog is heavy.

Huo Yao, who was sitting cross-legged on the tree, suddenly felt aroused all over. He opened his eyes, raised his hand and threw Shui Yao who was leaning against his arms and touching him.

"Yeah..." Shui Yao twisted his waist in the air, landed lightly under the tree, raised his face that was so bright that it was a little sharp, and wiped his eyes aggrievedly: "Yao Sao, Brother Shui Yao, I dreamed of being killed and cooked. It's so terrible. Do you hug me!"

Huo Yao's body was stiff and he seemed to have dreamed of the same dream.

He suddenly glanced at Huo Yao coldly: "Get out."

"Reporting to the two Star Lords, the traces on the Lord have been found." Suddenly, a blue shadow wearing a ghostly face appeared from the darkness like a ghost."

A cold and sharp color suddenly flashed in Shui Yao's originally misty eyes: "Oh?"

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(づ￣3￣)づ Hahaha, the enlightened cat, the curious cat, I patted it~ Baozi

Xiaoyu cried: Mom is a chicken... Taking care of children and naughty children is really the number one tragedy in the world.
Chapter completed!