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If she didn't let go of it, she felt that she was really going to go back to her breath, and her brain was already dizzy from lack of oxygen. But the demon general deliberately pressed harder on her, and there was a sharp pain from the wrists that were being pressed against her, as if they were about to be broken.

The voice of "let go of the ......" was instantly annihilated between the lips that were more tightly fitted, and the butterfly felt that the long tongue was probing deeper, and her ears were filled with the sound of water when the lips and tongue chased and intertwined.

The demon general seemed to be more and more addicted to kissing, and he took the whole little mouth of the wandering butterfly in his mouth, sucking and biting, snorting and stirring, and the posture was like wanting to eat the girl's small mouth into his stomach.

Wandering Butterfly's eyes were full of jumping Venus, and her body seemed to have been drained of all her strength, and her hands and feet slowly softened.

By the time the word "bite" came out of Wandering Butterfly's dizzy head, the Demon General's tongue had already withdrawn from her mouth, and the Demon General's lips had already moved to her lips, but they were still kissing in pieces.

Rough (cu) gasping hot air squirted on the corners of her mouth.

"Whew...... Hu ...... "Finally breathing, Wandering Butterfly is also breathing heavily, and her tongue that has been entangled and numb is not very flexible, but the gradually sober mind makes Wandering Butterfly very angry with herself.

Just now she allowed the demon to kiss her wantonly, but she didn't resist at all, not because she didn't resist because she was afraid of angering the demon, but because she didn't have the consciousness of resistance in her heart at all.

Why is this happening?

Wandering Butterfly realized a fact that she didn't want to believe - her body didn't know when it began to get used to the demon's movements, the movements that had disgusted her heart, the movements that had made her body instinctively resist, she actually ......

Just now, when the demon's lips ravaged his lips, he didn't even feel a little disgusted, on the contrary, such a fierce kiss faintly gave him a feeling of intoxication, and made him feel guilty of intoxication.

It can't be, it must be an illusion, it must be an illusion......

Wandering Butterfly's mind turned over and over again, hypnotizing himself, this demon was his enemy who did not share the sky, and he owed a blood debt that he would definitely pay with blood...... How could it be possible to feel intoxicated with him?

Wandering Butterfly was struggling with the transformation of her body when she heard the Demon General's slightly hoarse voice say, "Little kitten, one day, you will beg me-love-you-." ”

There was a low laugh, and the Demon General's fingers wiped on the flaps of Wandering's wet lips, lowering the knees that had been pressed against WanderingButterfly's legs.

Wandering Butterfly looked at the man who had already strode forward, and couldn't believe it, the demon just let him go? However, there is nothing wrong with being able to escape.

Holding her hand against the wall, the butterfly slowly straightened her body, her legs still a little weak, but it was not much of a problem to take steps to keep up with the demon.

I could only see the wandering butterfly on the back of the demon general, and I didn't notice the calculating smile on the corner of the general's mouth.

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Yin Jue sat on the sofa and smoked a cigarette, he rarely smoked, because he didn't like the choking smell of tobacco burning, but whenever he encountered something tricky, Yin Jue would always light a cigarette, even if he didn't smoke, he had to come up with a solution to the problem in the lingering smoke.

This has been a habit he has inherited for many years.

What bothered Yin Jue at this moment was undoubtedly the general's attempt to thoroughly investigate the serial assassination of the Duke of the Empire.

Do you want to automatically confess to the general? Do you want to admit to the general that the killer behind it is yourself? But you have not yet figured out what the general's purpose is in investigating this matter thoroughly, and if the general is secretly plotting something, wouldn't it ruin the general's affairs if he rashly went forward to confess it?

When another cigarette was finished, Yinjue threw the butt of the cigarette into the ashtray in front of him, took out another cigarette, lit it, and this time no longer put it in his mouth, just between his fingers.

Yin Jue stared at the red light that was about to be extinguished on the cigarette butt in the ashtray, only to see that the red light was constantly flickering and flickering, and the poor red light was finally completely extinguished.

It is estimated that it is already dusk, but the heavy curtains have blocked out the glow outside the window, and the room without lights looks a little gloomy.

Yinjue sat quietly on the sofa, from the afternoon when he returned to the "Yinsu Garden" until now, when it was dark.

The white smoke drifted through the air, and in the dimness, only the wisps of white smoke could be seen rising from the burning cigarette butts, rising in a zigzag manner, and the posture could be regarded as light and graceful.

Silver Jue stared at the wisp of smoke, and through the smoke, he saw another world, a world that was long, far away, a world full of all his pain, a world that only existed in the depths of his memory.

The prominent Orlanting family, beautiful women, and firelight in the sky...... Everything seems to be clear in my mind, and it seems to have been covered with the dust of time, and those that come out of my mind are only imaginary scenes of my own, some scenes that have long been blurred from the original appearance.

"Great. There was a knock at the door, and the sound of the black butler talking.

"Come in. Yin Jue replied lightly.

The black butler pushed open the door, "Shuai, dinner is ready, please go and eat." ”

"Well, got it, what about Xiaoying?"

"Miss Ying was still resting in her room, and when I went to call her just now, I saw that she was sleeping soundly, so I didn't wake her up. The black butler replied, his eyes looking at Yinjue.

"How long has she been asleep?" asked Yinjue, who had already risen from the couch and pressed the cigarette in his hand into the ashtray.

"Miss Ying has been sleeping since Da Shuai left in the morning, and it has been almost a whole day. The black butler replied.

"I've slept all day...... Yin Jue smiled, thinking to herself, the fierce battle last night must have exhausted her.

"Great. Seeing that Yin Jue was walking out, the black butler hurriedly called out to him.

Yin Jue turned around, but the black butler looked like he wanted to say something.

“…… Miss Ying must be hungry, I didn't wake her up just now, I didn't think it through. The black butler whispered.

Yin Jue glanced at him, knowing that what he was going to say was definitely not these words, but Yin Jue did not demolish him, he had been with his housekeeper for more than ten years, and he should have his own sense of proportion.

Nodding slightly, "It's okay, I'll just wake her up." Silver Jue walked towards Silver Shadow's room, and the Black Butler followed.