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In front of that pot, my former self was as hot as a burning coal. His body was very soft, and when he came back to his senses slightly, he saw that he was tied up with five flowers.

With the blink of an eye and a turn of a finger, the rope suddenly splits apart.

Suddenly, an arm bent around him, and before he could react, he was crushed to the bed.

Yun Ji's anger rose, thinking that he had fallen into such an unbearable situation of being despised by others, but the arm was bent tighter and tighter, and he had no power to fight back.

Zhuo Xi Zhengse said, "Sneaking into the body of the guards I imprisoned and trying to manipulate her to leave." It's like stealing, but the power of you, a female thief, attracts me......"

"You know I'm not her?" Yun Ji was a little flustered.

"You don't look the same way." Zhuo Xi smiled heartily and stroked her eyebrows: "Your look is more flamboyant." ”

Where did Yun Ji think that her soul and appearance could be clearly seen by the man in front of her, she stared slightly: "What do you want?" ”

Zhuo Xi pulled the handsome face in his hand, leaned over and whispered softly in her ear, "I won't break you up now, I will punish you." ”

Zhuo Xi smiled and looked at her quietly.

Suddenly, he lifted his hands and untied her shirt.

"The Prodigal Son!" Yun Ji rushed out.

However, there was no way to fight back, and the dream interpretation seemed to have not woken up, and it was softly packed on the barrier of the Zhuo Washing Technique.

Yun Ji's wrists turned blue with struggle, and the place where he was strangled became red. Pain rushed to her head with shame, but Zhuo Xi was not ready to let go of her at this time.

Stretching his neck and leaning back, his snow-white skin rose and fell delicately on the scattered long hair with a heavier and heavier breath. Zhuo Xi pressed the jade-like shoulder, his face was expressionless, but his heart was rippling, and he couldn't help but want to understand this woman, to conquer this fierce horse, to whip, to care, to want her......

Leaned over and bit her lip, hard, biting her neck, spitting at her soft earlobe.

How could Yun Ji sit still and wait for death, and launched the dream to push away the shackles on her body, but the stronger the force on her body, the figure was close to herself, and her slender fingers were inserted into her jet-black hair.

The hair rubbed at his fingertips, then shook off, and the power of the dream rushed out like a waterfall, but it was blocked by unspeakable desires.

When the dream interpretation met Zhuo Xi's technique, it softened, put away its fangs, and became docile.

"You're tempting again?" Yun Ji sneered. His ears were accompanied by his own heavy gasps.

Zhuo Xi chuckled, and the hair of the woman under him spread out with his fingertips: "This time it's your body's honest reaction......"

Then the moment she looked up, he kissed her lips hard.

Yun Ji was embarrassed and angry, and with a twist of his wrist, he grabbed Zhuo Xi's neck, and the torn clothes slipped off her body and fell softly to the ground.

His hands slid towards her waist and irrepressibly, her legs wrapped around his body.

The air became very sweet.

Drunk, numb, unwilling to wake up, it blooms like this......

Suddenly, Zhuo Xi picked up the white silk silk from under the bed, and instantly restrained Yun Ji's soft hands.

"What are you going to do?!" Yun Ji looked at Zhuo Xi, whose face was becoming more and more serious, and a trace of fear rose in his eyes.

Zhuo Xi controlled his mind, and his slender fingers closed the placket of his clothes: "If you don't like me, I'll be rough." ”

Let Yun Ji, who was full of red clouds and gasp, stared at him angrily.

"What's your name?" Zhuo Xi tied his belt and raised the golden streamer beam.

"Yun Ji."

"What's your art called?" Takushi leaned over to look her in the eye.

"Dream interpretation ......" Yun Ji don't look over. She felt that she could not look into his eyes, and that if she did, she would fall into the abyss of no catastrophe.

"Where's the tutelage?" Zhuo Xi wrenched her head, a frightened look.

"What?" Yun Ji was confused.

His neck was suddenly clamped by him: "Where is the teacher?" ”

“……？” Yun Ji's neck was strained, and tears were about to drip from his eyes.

"Isn't it really a meticulous ...... of the Qi Country?" Zhuo Xi watched playfully as Yun Ji's face slowly turned white, and that pretty cheek was really cute.

"Don't you tell the truth?" The tighter the fingers.

Tears fell from Yun Ji's beautiful eyes.

Zhuo Xi suddenly relented. He withdrew his fingers and watched as the woman gasped for breath on the bed, a hint of worry coming over his eyes.

But this worry was fleeting, and Zhuo Xi changed his expression and looked out the window.

Yun Ji felt that the force in his neck was gone—he was almost strangled to death by Zhuo Xi.

The palm of the hand in the first second, and the chain of life-seeking in the netherworld in the next.

looked at the man in front of him in horror.

Mo Jiu's voice came from outside the door: "Lord, all the things of Huanqiao Pavilion have been arranged. ”

Zhuo Xi's figure flashed, and he casually covered the breathless cloud under the quilt. He stood up and turned to look at the woman with a red face, anger and fear.