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He opened his mouth to spit out these words, hugged Mo Xiaozao's body, and didn't know whether he was distressed, or the affirmation that Mo Xiaozao liked him, his face warmed.

Mo Xiaozao's pitiful little face frowned because of Leng Suran's movements, and his little hands pulled his clothes.

Half-squinted at him, his red lips full of wine opened and closed, "yes, yes, I'm just a fool, I have long known that people will make up for themselves if they have fiancées." ”

"No one would have anything to cherish this kind of girl."

Mockingly, his lips hooked, and his emotions became even more dripping.

The clothes torn apart in the shaking revealed a large area of skin, rubbing against Leng Suran's skin under her movements, and she didn't know what she was doing.

just felt that it would make her very comfortable to be close like this, so she hugged Leng Suran like an eight-legged fish, and her little hands didn't know the depth of her clothes.

Half-raised his little face and rubbed it indiscriminately, "Why can't you like me well, we should have been together from the beginning, and we have already made a bet, haven't we." ”

"I know."

His large hand pressed on her shoulder, staring at her confused expression, as if also intoxicated by the alcohol around her, and asked, "Do you know who I am?" ”

"You are Leng Suran. I like you the most. ”

"From the first time I saw you, when you were a child."

"From what you told me, with such a space, a time when the three clans can live."

Supporting her body with one hand, she began to count the things that Leng Suran didn't remember from the very beginning, which were all things that left traces in her memory.

Before she could say the next words, she was blocked back by a kiss.

Rough hands slipped over her shoulders, black eyes dancing with fire she'd never seen before.

Knowing who he is, this is enough, so that he can continue with confidence, do something to her that he has wanted to do for so long, and the big hand also ripped off his coat at this time.

Her skin was exposed to the air, and the sudden coldness made her mind sober for a moment, and her little hand was also against Leng Suran at this time.

The night outside was getting deeper and deeper, and it was cold air that came in through the open door, and she and Leng Suran didn't have to pay attention to this insignificant coldness at all.

And she also knows how crazy what she is doing now.

"Give it to me." The low voice was hoarse, and he teasingly held her little hand downward, covering the place where he wanted to get close to her, and all his smiles bloomed.

"Yes."

Like a code to open the night, she closed her eyes after the word, and let her body move against Leng Suran's movements.

The sweat left behind drenched his body, and he reached out to touch the person he wanted to see the most, and he couldn't help but let his fingertips pass over his body, and his mouth overflowed with a voice that he had because of him.

The scent was entangled with the night, and she didn't know what she was doing.

The little hand grabbed Leng Suran, shook with his movements, closed his eyes and frowned, biting his red lips.

"Call me."

He opened his mouth, pulling her big hand and subconsciously tightened, definitely not his first person, indeed he was the only one who wanted to be careful, reluctant to use force on her, and wanted to destroy her completely.

"Leng Suran."

"I'm not going to hear that."

"Su Ran."

"Mo Xiaozao, you know what I'm going to hear, call me, I want you to call me."

Lying sideways on the bed, she closed her eyes, her long hair spread out in bundles on the bed, black and white, drawing a zigzag shape, covering the entire corner of the bed.

The hand holding the sheet tightened with the movement, and the sentence that he wanted to speak was swallowed back into his stomach in the conversation between Su Yuning and Leng Suran, and tears fell silently.

is not cooperating with any of Leng Suran's behavior, mechanical like a little wooden doll, the shaking body is not like her, and she said word by word, "You don't like me, why do you want to do this." ”

"I know all the past you're counting through."

In a word, he crushed her, and her movements became more bold and rough, no matter what there was, there was no way to disturb at this time, and he couldn't change what he was going to do.

The night wind blows wantonly, and the warmth of the day tears and fights for dominance.

The blood-red color overflowed at the junction, staining the sky red, and the clouds on the edge of the sky also made the sunlight fall into the room, so that the room could be seen clearly.

Messy sheets and curtains were crumpled and thrown on the floor, and torn clothes were thrown into rags and scattered all over the floor.

The two people on the bed slept soundly, not at all like a night of fighting, and her head rested on Leng Suran's arm, and her eyebrows were frowning and her hands were wrapped around Leng Suran's waist.

The door crackled in the wind, and the Quirrell woke up again to start a new day.

They were on duty, but they didn't see the figure of Jiulu looking around, and they couldn't see Mo Xiaozao, who was still drunk before, and said that Leng Suran didn't like him.

The sun was shining, and the entire three clans and the world were warm, and she and Leng Suran woke up in bed.

Mo Xiaozao turned his back to Leng Suran and took out his clothes from the closet, put them on his body before turning around, opening his mouth to say what he wanted to say, but he didn't know how to speak.

Didn't you mean to say you were drunk yesterday?

Or let Leng Suran go back to take care of Su Yuning?

walked out of the room with a wry smile, and subconsciously went to An Xia's residence, not knowing that after she left, Leng Suran opened her eyes, and left her room with a flash of her body.

A night of indulgence was like nothing had happened to either of them.

Each returned to their respective worlds and did their own things, she didn't go back to Leng Suran to be responsible, and Leng Suran wouldn't deliberately look for her to say this.

Moreover, according to their memory, this day was the time when Xiao Wu sent a message, and he would attack the god master.

She only remembered this incident after she arrived at An Xia's room, and as An Xia changed her clothes, she took care of herself and went to Quirrell's hall, all the way with her head down, the three qi in her hand fused little by little, scattered, and fused again.

The power also changed with this turn, and it was not until she sat down at the bottom of the hall that she put away the qi in her hand.

Unexpectedly, he saw the Qilin Clan, and before he could speak, the quiet Hou Qi shot out a look at the Qilin Clan, his eyes glared at them, and he smiled, "You really believe in Xiao Wu's demon master." ”

"But I'll just say it today, she's been arrested." Hou Qi stiffly opened her mouth and poured out this sentence, looking at her with her eyes, "Hello, Wen Quxing, you should have seen my identity, right?" ”

"I don't know." Raised eyebrows stared at the shiny thread, and really thought she was a piece of shit.

is so obvious that she shows her identity, she can't see it, then there is really a big problem.

There is no need to dream of overthrowing the gods.