Chapter 397 [Falling into a Stupeutic]

The two of them, ye, entangled, lingering, affectionately giving, until early in the morning, there was already light outside the window into the boudoir, and the red candle in the boudoir had already burned out, Murong Xue couldn't remember how many times the Xingying had smoked/stored on his shen/spent? I can't remember how many times my body/ti trembled?

She just deeply remembered that every time the Torture Eagle pumped/stored in her body/shang/shang, and every time her body/ti trembled, there would be an extreme pleasure rising within her body/ti, making her fall into a burst of joy that she had forgotten about herself, and she couldn't wake up for a long time.

This feeling made Murong Xue feel comfortable, and it was also a burst of surprise and anticipation.

When a thought suddenly rose in Murong Xue's heart, Murong Xue's mind immediately appeared in the warm scene of giving birth to a child with each other's blood for Xingying one day in the future, and a look of expectation and happiness immediately appeared on her face, and the entanglement with Xingying was even more selfless....

She wants to give birth to a child for the Torture Eagle, to have a child that belongs to her and the Torture Eagle.

If she gives birth to a son for Xingying in the future, she will be named 'Xingyin'. If you give birth to a daughter to Xingying, then you will be named 'Murong Mercy'.

With a fantasy in her heart, Murong Xue couldn't help but blush, and a smile spread all over her pretty face.

It wasn't until the light outside the window gradually illuminated the boudoir that Xingying and Murong Xue stopped from the entanglement.

And just when Murong Xue was about to say something to Xing Ying, she suddenly found that after Xing Ying was pumping on her shen for a while, her eyes suddenly sank, her neck loosened, and she fell asleep directly on her shen.

This made Murong Xue feel distressed and cute at the same time.

Immediately, Murong Xue slowly reached out and hugged Xingying, and looked carefully at Xingying's face for a while, taking in Xingying's two sword eyebrows like distant mountains, the tall and standing nose bridge, and the angular face.

Looking at the torture eagle body/ti lying on his shen and bare body, as well as his own one, si, no, hanging yu/body, I couldn't help but think of yesterday's ye and the torture eagle's one, ye/entanglement/lingering, the corners of the mouth raised a slight arc, and a warmth in my heart rose instantly, and my eyes looked at the face of the torture eagle who fell into a coma, and a heartfelt happiness rose in my heart.

After a long time, because she was too tired, Murong Xue watched Xingying's gentle gaze slowly close, hugged Xingying tightly and went over.

The two of them were directly in the afternoon, and Murong Xue woke up from her deep sleep.

But what Murong Xue didn't expect at all was that Xingying's shui didn't wake up until six o'clock in the afternoon. This made Murong Xue feel puzzled!

Immediately, Murong Xue tried every means to wake up Xingying, but no matter what method Murong Xue used, Xingying was still in a coma, and there was no intention of waking up at all.

There was no reaction to the method used by Murong Xue at all, as if his whole person was in a state of fainting or suspended animation at this moment, and he had no way of knowing or sensing everything in the outside world.

After trying all the methods but still couldn't wake up the Torture Eagle, Murong Xue couldn't help but think of the Torture Eagle's eyes that suddenly flashed in the middle of the hour!

Could it be that the Torture Eagle is now in a stua because of the sig/clarity that flashed in his eyes at that time?

If that's the case, then no method will be able to wake up the Torture Eagle.

He can only wake up by himself, otherwise all external methods will not play any role.

As soon as she thought of this, Murong Xue was no longer in a hurry to wake up the Torture Eagle who was in a coma, but gently stepped out of the Torture Eagle Shen Nuo, and gently straightened the Torture Eagle and lay on the chaung, before taking out her underwear from the inside of the chaung and putting it on.

After wearing a long white dress and putting on her shirt again, Murong Xue slowly walked to the dresser and sat down, and looked carefully at the mirror for a while.

When Murong Xue saw from the mirror that her face at this moment still had the shyness she had with Xingying before, she couldn't help but feel a warm warmth in her heart.

After taking a wooden comb from the dresser with slender hands, Murong Xue gently combed her messy long black hair while muttering to herself: "Since that moment on, I have bid farewell to my virgin body and completely become a woman, a woman of yours." ”

"Now I feel happy and a little apprehensive in my heart. Happily, I have become your woman. The worry is, what will you think of me when you wake up!? ”

"Will you be as I expected, because I am already your woman, and not an enemy of Biyu Palace, not an enemy of my father?"

"If you really give up being an enemy of Biyou Palace and not an enemy of my father because of me, then should I be happy or unhappy?"

"My father is bent on uniting with the Dark Devil Cult, and I can't stop that. If you give up being their enemy because of me, how are you going to deal with your men? ”

"If that puts you and your men at odds, then I'm not a sinner!"

"Xingying, Xiaoxue really hopes that you and your father will not become enemies. Because Xiaoxue doesn't want any of you to be harmed. ”

"But I don't want to see you go against your choice for me, that would make me very upset."

"Torture Eagle, tell me, what should I do? Will there be a way to have both worlds? ”

Murong Xue said to herself for a while, looking out of the window with a confused look in her eyes, and her heart became uneasy.

Just when Murong Xue was looking out of the window for a while, in another palace in the secret land of Biyou Palace, Murong Jue, Murong Yuan, Murong Xiu, and the second elder of the Black Demon Sect, the Ghost King, were discussing a secret matter by themselves

To be continued