I thought that in the month that she disappeared, she was dressed like this and ended up in such a place. Why didn't she hide and see him when she was so close to him? I don't know how many men had seen her like this, maybe there were still people who treated her...... A violent jealousy and anger rushed to the top of He Jianshuang's head, and he felt that he was about to be mad by this stupid woman, and almost wanted to bite the person in front of him to death, swallowing it into his stomach one by one, turning it into his bones and blood.

- That way, she won't run away all of a sudden, right?

The above psychological activities, Yanling naturally has no way of knowing-well, as usual, let's light a candle for her in advance. [Candle]

Under the confusion of concern, Yan Ling didn't notice He Jianshuang's love on the verge of losing control, but just squatted down quickly, and reached out in fear and gently touched the bloodstains on his waist and abdomen, the clothes were not torn, that is, he was not injured?

If that's the case.

Yan Ling confirmed again and again, and even had the courage to gently press the bloodstained place, He Jianshuang's muscles did not have a throbbing reaction, it seemed that it was indeed someone else's blood, he was really not injured!

Yan Ling breathed a sigh of relief.

In other words, He Jianshuang was able to retreat in such a vicious battle, and Yan Ling felt that she seemed to have underestimated his strength all along. If Chu Yiheng, who has the halo of the male protagonist on his head, is allowed to fight with He Jianshuang at this moment, the ending will be evenly matched, and it is still unknown who will win and who will lose. After all, in the original book before the revision, He Jianshuang was able to kill Xuanxiao Zhenren and avenge his father at the age of twenty. In this process, the Xuanji Twelve Gates laid down a heavy strangulation array, but they couldn't stop him, which was really amazing. That one, he was not as lucky as the current one, he was able to contact the old ministry during the Tianxiao Sect and secretly deployed it for so many years. That one, he fled to the Western Regions after being seriously injured, and only then did he really contact the people of the original Takijiao. Not to mention anything else, this kind of courage and determination to fight alone is really very human beings.

The chaotic hand was suddenly clamped, Yan Ling looked up in shock, met a pair of dark eyes that were about to set off a storm, and was about to say something, when she suddenly heard a commotion at the end of the corridor, and a woman's scream.

With her excellent ear, she could already hear several people approaching—

"You guys, go this way, check this floor, and never let go of anyone who is suspicious!"

"Yes, senior brother!"

"Let's track down my uncle's killer too. ”

"That's very good, I'm sorry for you, Shen Shaoxia. ”

Is the Tianxiao Sect's investigator finally here? And Shen Zhao is also in the ranks of the search, could it be that this is the plot of this world that was born in order to let Shen Zhao kill He Jianshuang?

Yan Ling rolled her eyes, suddenly climbed onto the bed with a grunt, sat on He Jianshuang's lap, stretched out her arms as if she were dead, and hugged He Jianshuang's neck. Seeing that he didn't throw her out, Yan Ling breathed a sigh of relief, quickly adjusted her posture, and used her wide sleeves and her body to block the large blood stain on He Jianshuang's waist and abdomen, and said in a low voice: "Quickly hide your weapon." ”

He Jianshuang: "......"

His throat tightened, but he reacted quickly, and with his backhand he put the dagger under the pillow.

Almost immediately following his movements, the door behind him was violently kicked open, and the lock shattered with the violent blow and fell into the thick carpet.

The people who stepped in were two young Tianxiao Sect disciples, and Shen Zhao was still standing behind.

Tonight, the two ancestors of the Xuanji Sect were killed in the Qinglou, which caused a sensation in the entire Xuanji Sect, and it is estimated that the twelve Xuanji Sects will know about it tomorrow. The two patriarchs died miserably, they no longer cared about the news that "the ancestor of the Xuanji sect was killed in the Qinglou" would ruin the reputation of the Tianxiao faction, tonight, the whole sect of the Xuanji sect was dispatched to besiege and search the city, and it was bound to arrest the murderer and avenge the patriarch. And this green building is one of the focuses of the search.

The young disciple who kicked the door took a breath and said viciously, "The people inside give me out-" The latter words choked in his throat when he saw the scene in front of him.

Under the ambiguous candlelight, the curtains fluttered, and from this angle, only the back of a woman's Miaoman could be seen—under the tulle, two butterfly bones were faintly visible, and her flexible arms wrapped around the neck of the young man on the bed, like a weak and boneless vine coiled on a rock. The two were close to each other and seemed to be inseparable. On top of the brocade quilt, the woman had a pair of jade snow carved feet, the arches of the feet were beautifully arched, the tips of the toes were tight, the skin was like congealed fat, and the ankles were slender. In the dim candlelight, people actually have to bow down and kiss their **.

Suddenly seeing such a fragrant scene, the two disciples instantly understood what these two were doing, and they immediately blushed, and they didn't know where to put their hands and feet.

- Well, that's just an outsider's perspective.

In fact, Yan Ling and He Jianshuang are just borrowing positions. The two were very close to each other, their eyes looking at each other, but their lips did not touch.

Yan Ling looked at He Jianshuang's handsome and slightly gloomy eyebrows up close, his extremely beautiful eyes were inlaid with a pair of glass-like eyes, deep and light, like flying frost and snow for ten thousand years.

The candlelight danced in the center of his brow, and the symmetrical tear mole was extremely charming.

The more she looked at it, the more she liked it, and this liking was also mixed with pity and cherishment, which made her heart soften. Before I knew it, it had been more than six years. She didn't understand herself until this moment...... How much I like him.

Yanling blinked, put her arms around his shoulders, and suddenly raised her head and kissed him on the lips very quickly. [Twisting Ass] [Twisting Ass]

Suddenly, he was forcibly kissed, and He Jianshuang was like being struck by lightning, his pupils shrank, full of surprise and disbelief.

#五雷轰顶1.0#

Yanling: "......" If it weren't for the wrong occasion, she would almost slap her thighs and laugh, and she was a little sour - He Jianshuang, what kind of reaction is this, I really want to take a picture with my mobile phone!

Because of sitting on him, Yanling soon felt that the muscles in his whole body were tense, but because there were three people watching at the door, he could only be silent and let her be light.

Yan Ling held back her laughter, once again had a little cheap flirtatious heart, her delicate hands held He Jianshuang's face, took his thin lips and kissed him for a while, and at the end, she squinted her charming eyes and licked it lightly on his lower lip. Laughing like a satisfied cat that secretly hid a small dried fish and took it out to lick a few bites when no one was around.

He Jianshuang: "......"

#五雷轰顶2.0#

Faithfully implementing the tenet of "quitting after playing hooligans", and did not forget that there were still three spectators standing behind him, Yan Ling smiled after kissing, pretending to have just seen the intruder, turned around and exclaimed: "Ah! Who are you?!" This turn of the year immediately took a look at Shen Zhao.

Shen Zhao hadn't seen Yanling's full appearance before, but just by those charming eyes, he had already recognized that the person in front of him was the green-sleeved girl just now, and he was stunned for a moment.

- Didn't she say she was just a little girl?

No, what's wrong is that he - Pingshui meets, and they only get along for half a night, (Ben|Wen|Du|Jia|Fa|Table|Yu|Jin|Jiang|Wen|Xue|Cheng) How could he be so ridiculous that he would believe the words of a Qinglou woman who was acting on the spot?

Shen Zhao pressed the disappointment in his heart and the anger after being deceived, and didn't want to look at Yanling anymore, so he brushed his sleeves away: "Hmph, it's a mistake." ”

The two young Tianxiao Sect disciples also reacted, and quickly retreated behind Shen Zhao: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry......" and thoughtfully closed the door.

After making sure that the person was far away, Yanling breathed a sigh of relief and let go of the hand that was holding He Jianshuang's shoulders - Mom, it was like sending the plague god, and finally left.

The wrist suddenly tightened, the line of sight was reversed instantly, and Yan Ling's whole person was overturned on the bed. He Jianshuang, who was silently letting her up and down just now, turned over and reversed her position.

Yanling was dizzily pressed against the soft futon, but her jaw was pinched.

He Jianshuang stared at her with terrifying, gloomy and angry. His gaze was deep and heavy, and he just looked at her directly, as if he was questioning her something.

If you have to use an analogy to describe it, then the word angry is no longer enough to describe the current He Jianshuang, Yan Ling feels that he will smoke in the next second, exploding like a fireball. [Candle]

#识时务者为俊杰#

Yan Ling looked at him in horror, Mom, how do you feel that this time is stricter than every time before. Speaking of which, why did He Jianshuang get so angry? Could it be that she was so amorous, and He Jianshuang actually didn't like her, so she was so angry when she was rude?

If that's the case, then isn't it a tragedy for her to be in a capital letter for so long?

Is it too late to light a candle for yourself and pray for peace?

[Candle] [Candle] [Candle]

He Jianshuang saw that Yan Ling could still wander and think about other things in this situation, so he was so angry that he couldn't fight anywhere, and said angrily: "Yan Ling, you are so bold, who taught you to please men?! This is the ability you have learned here in the past month?!"

The expected storm fell, but it missed the direction, Yanling: "......"

Nani?(=_=)

She blinked, and suddenly understood what he was angry about.

He Jianshuang looked like he was going to eat people, his eyes were red, he was jealous, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Yanling, who else have you done this kind of thing to?! Who taught you to do this kind of thing?!" This posture is as if Yanling said whose name, he was going to kill the other party.

Listening to such a question, it should be feared, but there is a sweetness spreading in my heart. If it weren't for liking, He Jianshuang wouldn't have shown such an appearance in front of her. The corners of Yan Ling's mouth couldn't help but rise, revealing a sweet and happy smile, and said something silently.

He saw Shuang's eyebrows and leaned closer: "What are you talking about?"

Luring him closer and closer, Yan Ling succeeded in her treacherous plan, and suddenly burst out, encircled his neck like a koala, and pulled him over herself. Two lumps squeezed his hard chest, and there was not a single gap.

He Jianshuang did not have the slightest defense against Yan Ling, and when he was pulled, he lost his balance and got close to Yan Ling's body. Fortunately, before falling, he subconsciously cushioned it with his elbow, otherwise this collision would definitely crush Yanling.

Without waiting for He Jianshuang to speak, Yan Ling tightened the hand around his neck, and her plump red lips softly blocked his cold and soft lips. He Jianshuang's voice and movements were still, and Yan Ling snorted softly a few times, and kissed him for a while with all her might. However, he was so young that he didn't have the slightest experience, so he would just stick his lips on it and it would be over, and he would let go after a while.

Yan Ling held He Jianshuang's face, the tip of her nose against the tip of his nose, and her eyes were shining, like the brightest star: "I said, do you need to be taught by others about this kind of thing? If you like it, you will naturally kiss it." Besides, do you think I'm a fool, how could I let others take advantage of me? I'm hiding here just as a stopgap measure. ”

He Jianshuang's eyes were dark and heavy, and there seemed to be two small flames burning inside.

In the next moment, Yan Ling's eyes were covered by a slender hand, He Jianshuang lowered her head, her fiery lips fell wildly, and the tip of her tongue directly squeezed her red lips and drove straight in, ravaging a little roughly.

Yan Ling was startled, and symbolically whimpered twice, but to no avail.

It was only now that she finally understood the huge gap between the strength of men and women - even if she struggled vigorously, to the other party, it was just a tickling process. She had done so many things to He Jianshuang before, which could almost be described as "riding on the neck of a tiger", and in the final analysis, he was just letting her. If she was real, she wouldn't be able to carry him at all.

The air in his mouth was sucked out, the tip of his tongue was numb, and the saliva that he didn't have time to swallow flowed out of the corners of his mouth. Yanling couldn't breathe, and instinctively turned her head sideways to avoid the overly intense kiss, but it could only be exchanged for more fierce predation by the person on her body. At some point, she was already soft, and a moist and sweet breath leaked from her lips, and the words she wanted to resist had turned into a gentle hum at some point.

The aroma rises from the incense burner and wafts to every corner of the house.

The candle flame was dim, as if there was only a small world in the world.

He Jianshuang could barely suppress the ** who wanted to dismantle the people under him and eat them. Beauty is like jade, a person who has appeared in his dreams since he was a teenager, and finally no longer a phantom at this time. She was his weakness, but he never had the heart to rip her out. For now, the only way to do this is to put her in a treasure box for the rest of her life, wrap her in brocade, and make offerings of flesh and blood. He collected it properly, and then he opened it with his own hands and bloomed in his hands. When the dream came true, and he was able to see such a vivid fragrance with his own eyes, he only strengthened his heart to monopolize her, and would never allow others to covet her.

Yanling couldn't see anything, her mind was a mess, her eyes were covered, and she was groggy with kisses. She didn't even notice that the door that had been closed had been opened again.

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