"You weren't ...... by him How's that? Seeing Yu Ziying looking at the snow with a silent and silent face, under the gloomy cold wind, the long black silk hair fluttered gently, and the white and beautiful side face, dull and wooden, inexplicably gave people a sense of loneliness and innocence, the young man who had just opened his mouth to ask looked at it, and couldn't help but feel a little weak.

“……”

When Yu Ziying heard this, her eyes subconsciously looked towards the snow, only to see that with the position she was standing in as the center, the snow around her really left circles of car wheel lines.

But other people didn't care as much about Tulu, and a young man who followed Tulu asked with a questioning and strange face: "Just now, that was the car of King Xuanyin just now, why did he catch you in the carriage, and then circle around in the same place?" ”

Yu Ziying shook her head.

It can be seen that he has a lot of things to ask Yu Ziying, but he is afraid that it will hurt her "fragile" heart, so the sentences he said are simple and concise, and he wants to stop talking.

"You...... Just now...... Uh, are you alright? Turu stood in front of her panting, his face flushed with two lumps of plateau red, his eyes worried but sincere.

She turned and watched as Tulu ran towards her with a few men.

This voice Yu Ziying recognized as the son of the good old man, Tulu.

As soon as she stood up, she heard someone behind her shouting, "Girl, girl, are you alright?" ”

She looked at the vast expanse of snow, and then turned her head to look at the tata gradually flying away, and she could only stare at a pair of dead fish eyes, and mercilessly patted the snow on her body, and then stood up from the snow.

When the cold snow soaked into her whole body, and her previous sultry and comfortable feeling was cleared away, her hazy eyes suddenly cleared, and for a moment she couldn't tell where she was.

With the end of this sentence still lingering in his ears, when Yu Ziying was still lying on the carpet of the incense in the last second, Yu Ziying was already spinning in the next second, and was thrown out of the car in a hurry.

"That's how it feels, hehehe...... It's a pity that it can't be here...... It's a pity......"

This gentle hum woke up lust, and he pressed his head against the neck socket of Yu Ziying, and the breath of cold and hot came to his face, and Yu Ziying felt very stuffy.

She was choked by him, she couldn't dodge, she couldn't avoid it, she couldn't support it, and she snorted softly in protest from the wing of her nose.

Yu Ziying was sucked by him, and she felt that her upper body was hanging in the air as if she was about to fall into the sea, and there was a kind of incense wafting in the air, but it was far less than the kind of person who could make people lose their senses and emit a strong smell in the body of the man on her body, bewitching, as hot as substance, and hooking the soul.

The other hand clasped the back of her head, and her tongue was like a snake sled hole, and the tip drove straight into the ground to suck and lick her lips and tongue......

He liked sweet things, and the sweeter he became, the more he loved it, and his body began to press her hard against hers, pressing her against the soft plush carpet, and one hand held her back up, as if to break her off, to bear his qiē.

Her kiss felt like frozen sugar in Lust's mouth, melted at the touch and then gave off a gruesomely sweet taste.

Lust saw Yu Ziying with a pair of black grape-colored eyes, round, squinting, only to feel that the bottom of his heart was as soft as water, inadvertently bewitched, and felt that her expression at the moment was very cute and cute, so he leaned down and kissed Yu Ziying's lips gently.

"Little girl, don't be afraid, I won't abandon you, it's just a little fun game, you must obediently wait outside for me to pick you up, don't worry...... I'm not going to leave you alone......"

How does this sound so much like a drug addict? Yu Ziying had a strange look on her face and opened her mouth to speak.

As if seeing the suspicious look in Yu Ziying's eyes, he put the warm lip flap on her fleshy earlobe, and wiped his teeth without a trace: "I feel very sad when I think that you will get farther and farther away from me later...... It turns out that you are more attractive to me than I imagined, and I could still bear to put you outside, but now when your breath is getting farther and farther away, I begin to feel flustered and short of breath, restless, anxious, hot and cold......"

Endure what? Yu Ziying finally sensed that there seemed to be something wrong with lust.

"Because I can't bear it anymore......" lust slowly pressed the slightest numbness of extreme patience brewing between his lips and teeth, breathing in Yu Ziying's ears with a suppressed voice, he faded his coat between movements, lightly tugged on his belt, and the waist of only a single coat became more and more clear and cultivated, like a general water snake.

"You...... Why are you back? ”

…… it!

Everywhere he touched, goosebumps were aroused, and Yu Ziying secretly pushed hard, but he didn't move.

Yu Ziying felt that his analysis of the number jù was wrong, she had thought that he liked the type of lordosis and backwards, and she was more general about her type, but in fact...... He is hungry and wants to bite into whatever comes to his mouth.

"But I didn't feel it so strongly now, you know, people in the past, like a cat that will open its teeth and claws at any time, if I were so close to you, you would be beaten with a punch, and now ...... I know how to compromise. The delicate palm of her lust ran up the swan-like neck of Yu Ziying, rubbing over her bare skin that exuded jade dialysis.

"Didn't you see it a long time ago?"

"Little girl, what did you do again, how could you make yourself such a wolf? It seems like...... The martial arts are gone. Lust raised his slightly smoky wine-colored eyes and curled his lips.

Hmph, she doesn't need them! Does she have a face? Yu Ziying disdained.

He is like a teenager with mischievous thoughts bullying the girl he likes, deliberately scaring her, forcing her to face his faceless face, the two breathe staggered, and their eyes are facing each other, but there is a little bit of charm and ambiguity, and a little more confrontation.

Lust sneered coldly when he heard this, lowered his smooth forehead against Yu Ziying's forehead, and his black hair poured untied, crossing the scattered robes of the two people: "No, how can they be as good as my little girl, they can only calculate that I can regain my little good on this trip, and nothing else...... Heh, it can only be counted as a waste once a year, and it only has the advantage of being completely correct, so ah, little girl, what do you want to know, and you can only wait for another year......"

Yu Ziying said: "Can the Twelve Witch Festivals, accurately calculate which day I will arrive?" ”

Who are the Twelve Witch Sacrifices?

Hobbies, in fact, are a kind of behavior that has a strong interest and actively participates in it, and this hobby will change with time and the environment, so Yu Ziying feels that changing a person's hobby is not an impossible academic problem to overcome.

The problem of appearance, there is no way for her to change herself now, so the only way to do it is ...... Change his hobbies.

Yu Ziying's eyebrows were cold and painted, pretending not to hear, but he also made his general preferences clear from his words......

"Little girl, don't you think you're too thin, it's better for a woman to have bigger breasts and thick buttocks......" He complained in a low and awkward voice.

Lust may feel uncomfortable lying on Yu Ziying's body, the roots of the legs are tightened and delicately rubbed, and even the long legs covered with soft clothes are gently and slowly rubbed on the inner thighs of Yu Ziying, and slowly move on her body, and the hip bone is faintly attached to Yu Ziying's soft belly, and she feels no longer panicked, so she stops rubbing.

Lust seemed to have known that she would ask this question, and said with a kind of arrogance in her indecent tone: "If the twelve witch sacrifices can't even find out the whereabouts of a person, then what's the point of me spending so much money to offer them to Weiyang City?" ”

He would appear in Baishi Town in advance, disguised as a goalkeeper, and prepare Yiqiē, which means that he is confident that she will appear in Baishi Town, and all his subsequent expressions reveal an obvious message - he is catching turtles in the urn, not by accident or impromptu preparation.

Yu Ziying actually had doubts in her heart for a long time, but she didn't have the opportunity to ask in person during this time.

Knowing that he would not reveal any more information about himself, Yu Ziying was no longer obsessed, and she changed the subject very lightly: "How do you know that I will appear in Baishi Town at that time?" ”

His identity has always planted an unstable time bomb in her heart.

Because these secrets are not what she needs most urgently now, but ...... It was not denied that she did feel strange about what he knew about her, about the secret things about the Snake Clan.

Moreover, the purpose of her approach in the first place was not the "secrets" he had claimed.

When Yu Ziying heard this, she was full of slander in her heart - she did not "come" to him voluntarily at all, but was "sent" to him by "gods".

"Aren't you already with me now, isn't that proof?" Lust replied logically.

"How can you be sure that the secret of your mouth must be of great interest?" Yu Ziying made his debut from the mountain.

This kind of weird eyes with only a pair of black holes and hole sockets left are so scary!

The corners of Yu Ziying's mouth twitched, and she immediately turned her gaze away, trying her best to dodge backwards.

"Of course, there is, but ...... What to do? Can't I just show you that, have you forgotten the agreement between us? Unless you can make me ...... I can't extricate myself from you, otherwise I won't tell you anything about all the secrets hidden in my mouth~" His slightly cool lotus scent sprayed on the tip of her small nose, tickling, numb, Yu Ziying subconsciously turned her face sideways, but she saw his gaze at her, her soft eyelashes blinked slightly, and her face moved forward a little closer in the spring waves.

Yu Ziying asked "why don't you use 'your own' face", but I don't know if lust deliberately didn't understand, or understood as "where did your face go", he used his warm jade-like fingertips to gently rub the corners of Yu Ziying's eyes like cat pupils slightly upward, and rubbed it carefully for a while, like a researcher exploring the delicate texture of the jade surface and the texture of white porcelain.

"Where's your face?" Yu Ziying said.