Chapter Eighty-Nine: Missing is a disease, and there is no cure

At this moment, Bai Zhiyong felt as if she was lying in a sea of flowers, and the kiss of the last voice was like a petal, covering every inch of her skin, and every time she slipped, it would stir up a ripple, teaching her to be fascinated.

Bai Zhiyong always feels erratic, like a fairy, and every time she wants to be intimate with her, she will always feel guilty.

At this moment, Bai Zhiyong's gentle and low snort entered her eardrums, arousing her strong possessiveness, making her crazy, and also making her forget about her guilt and worldly etiquette.

The last voice raised her head slightly, and looked at Bai Zhiyong, only to see her hair scattered, closed her eyes, biting her lip and looking emotionally confused, she never thought that Bai Zhiyong, who was as cold as frost, would have such a time when she lost her #soul #eclipsed #bone, which made her heart surge, and she couldn't help but say: "Yong'er, let's never separate again, okay?" ”

Bai Zhiyong listened to her words with pleading, only to feel that her heart was surrounded by tenderness and sweetness, her reason completely collapsed, her body seemed to be stuck in a swamp, unable to extricate herself, and she said softly after a long time, "If you don't die, you will never leave." ”

A woman will never have the power to resist in the face of sweet words and mountain alliances, not to mention that this touching love story is escaping from the mouth of the iceberg beauty, under this huge impact, the last voice has completely fallen, and nothing can stop her from wanting to become one.

Every impact made Bai Zhiyong ups and downs, her hands were stuck to the wooden board, only to feel that every inch of skin was tense, and a burning desire arose in her heart, and she couldn't help but cater to the movements of the last sound.

The impact of ** made the surrounding air also heat up, Bai Zhiyong sensitively smelled a faint smell of blood, her brain suddenly roared like thunder, Huo Ran came to her senses, urged the pure heart in her body to subdue the spell, and the action of the last sound lasted for a while, and finally stopped.

Bai Zhiyong carried her back to the bed, there were several large wounds that burst and a lot of blood flowed, her face instantly turned cold, and she asked coldly, "What did you do behind my back?" The last voice looked stunned, shook his head and said, "I didn't do anything, I just missed you." ”

Bai Zhiyong obviously didn't believe it, and took medicine to bandage her: "Do you know how to write the word 'looking for a fight'?" The last voice was stunned for a moment, and said happily: "I don't know, but I know that the word 'distressed' is engraved on your face." ”

Bai Zhiyong was stunned for a moment, and applied the ointment to the wound of the last sound: "The ghost feels sorry for you." The last voice was painful, and he looked serious: "You are wrong, my Yong'er is a fairy, not a ghost." ”

Bai Zhiyong saw her scoundrel's tightness, her face turned red, and she stopped talking.

Seeing her shy answer, she remembered the way she bloomed under her just now, and smiled stupidly: "Yong'er, are you shy?" Bai Zhiyong glanced at her: "Don't speak." ”

I don't know if it's because of practicing thousands of magic spells, or because of Jin Wuyan's influence, the last sound of martial arts has been lost, but her courage has become bigger, plus Bai Zhiyong has been following her in everything these days, she is even more nonsense, always teasing Bai Zhiyong intentionally or unintentionally.

Bai Zhiyong has a cold and arrogant temperament, at first a few times she was happy and annoyed, but after many times, she got used to it, when she heard the words of praise, she smiled slightly, and when she heard the words of ridicule, she talked to herself, and if she said too much, she snorted coldly to stop it.

After the wound was bandaged, Bai Zhiyong tidied up the placket of the two of them again, hugged the last sound, and said strangely: "Yong'er, where do you want to carry me?" Bai Zhiyong put her on the big wooden chair and said coldly: "Sit down, don't move." ”

Seeing her turn around and walk towards the bed, Yuyin felt bad, and immediately reached out to pull her, but how could her speed be faster than Bai Zhiyong, her hands were still in the air, Bai Zhiyong had already shook to the head of the bed, and a pair of soft hands were touching around on the bed, as if looking for something.

The last sound was ashamed and afraid, but there was nothing she could do, suddenly she saw Bai Zhiyong pause, pulled out her hand, looked at the slimy transparent liquid on her fingers, her face was flushed with shame, she looked at the last sound and scolded: "You ......" but felt that she was wet somewhere, so she couldn't scold.

The last sound buried his head, he didn't dare to look at Bai Zhiyong, he only heard the sound of the futon turning, and after a while, the sound of turning the futon stopped, and the last sound couldn't help but look secretly, only to see Bai Zhiyong have an extra set of brocade rolls in his hand, and he was about to turn over, and immediately blurted out: "Don't look!" ”

Bai Zhiyong glanced at her, knowing that it must be an obscene # evil thing, but she couldn't help but be curious, and when she opened it, her body trembled immediately, and the brocade scroll fell to the ground.

The last voice was ashamed of herself, and said weakly: "The woman ...... before leaving the cabinet"

Bai Zhiyong said coldly: "You can stay alone." With a finger of his right hand, a burst of energy shot on the brocade scroll, and the brocade scroll turned into ashes, and then turned around and went out.

After a long while, the three little maids in Tsing Yi pushed the door in, filled the bathtub with water, and asked, "Does the white girl want to bathe?" The little maid didn't answer, and quit after doing her part.

Then Bai Zhiyong walked in, got off the deadbolt, and went to bathe behind the screen.

Listening to the sound of rushing water, he felt that this scene was familiar, and evil thoughts suddenly appeared: "Yong'er, I think I'm about to die." ”

Bai Zhiyong's heartstrings tightened, but when she heard her frivolous tone, she knew that she was not at ease, and sure enough, she heard her say again: "I want to see you all the time, I feel uncomfortable when I can't see you, I want to wash my ...... with you."

Bai Zhiyong felt that the last voice had changed a lot in the past few days, and the spell of Fang Cai's pure heart couldn't suppress her desire#, and she was a little worried in her heart, but from the bottom of her heart, she liked the last voice like this, and praised her beautiful from time to time, provoking the waves in her heart, which was sweet and exciting.

The last voice was still talking nonsense, only to hear her say: "Yong'er, many times you are obviously by my side, but I still can't help but think about you, why is this?" Bai Zhiyong also has such a feeling, which is why she fell so deeply, and even wanted to kill Jin Wuyan.

Bai Zhiyong sighed softly, walked out of the bathtub, and only put on a coat, and when she saw her beautiful and vulgar face, her heart was pounding, and she couldn't help but praise: "My God, there are such stunning women in the world!" ”

Bai Zhiyong smiled slightly and said, "Flim tongue." Suddenly, he felt speechless again, his face turned red, and he said secretly: "The tongue of the last sound is indeed very slippery and dexterous. Then she was startled by her own thoughts, but when she thought about it, she would be even more ashamed of what she was going to do next.

When the last voice saw her coming, her heart was about to jump out, and she had already fallen into the clouds.

Bai Zhiyong walked around behind Yuyin, a pair of soft hands slid across Yuyin's cheeks and collarbone, her hands trembled a little, and her breathing was a little short, she took a deep breath, turned around and walked away.

Seeing her suddenly pull away, she felt that her soul had been emptied, and she couldn't help but shout: "Yong'er, where are you going?" ”

Bai Zhiyong took the Juanzi to wet the water and walked back: "We have already crossed the Jiujiang River, and we have to change boats at the dock in front." ”

The last voice was excited, guessing what she was going to do, and hurriedly stretched out her hand to grab Juanzi: "I'll come by myself." Bai Zhiyong said coldly: "Tell you not to move." ”

The last voice felt that she was deliberately punishing herself, and turned her face away: "Forget it, it's your person sooner or later anyway." ”

Bai Zhiyong snorted out laughing, and reached out to pick up the pants of the last sound, but when Fang touched the wet area, he shrank back again: "It's better for you to wipe it yourself, otherwise it will be endless." Then he stuffed Juanzi into Yuyin's hand, and turned to look for clean clothes.

Seeing her embarrassed appearance, Yuyin smiled and said, "That's right, my Yong'er has a white complexion and a crystal texture, teach me how to hold it?" Bai Zhiyong turned his head and glared at her: "There are so many stunning women in the world, aren't you ......?"

The last voice hurriedly continued: "Phew, no one in the world can compare with you, I only like you, if you don't want me one day, I will be like a mother-in-law, gouging out my eyes, no one will look at it." ”

Bai Zhiyong was moved in his heart, took the clothes, and asked, "Okay, do you want me to help you?" ”

The last voice blushed and heartbeat: "No need, you throw the clothes to me, I'll do it myself." Bai Zhiyong smiled: "When you are also shy?" ”

The last voice teased and said, "Then you can help me." Bai Zhiyong hurriedly shook his head and refused.