|||--After thinking about it, I suddenly panicked, and I didn't dare to challenge his very friendly smile, let alone meet that infectious gaze.

Why don't you dare, can't tell, don't know the way, simply deceive others and deceive yourself: "Just because he is too much like Ah Long." ”

Trying his best to suppress his fear, he worked hard to cultivate antibodies, hoping for lifelong immunity.

Qinghe pretended to be indifferent: "I want to know, General Long is trying his best and being cheeky, what does he mean?" ”

Ah Long looked at her with a pair of bright eyes, as sweet as spring water, as tactful as the clouds, and as bright as the stars, and couldn't help but think quickly: "Either she is a little fairy lotus and does not eat fireworks in the world; Either she's a little devil and has been stained with the blood of the world. ”

Holding his breath, he was still trembling: "Don't think about anything else, just for my concubine, you don't have to drink blood." You don't have to hold the 'Flying Dragon Sword' and fight the pheasant. ”

Don't hit people in the face, and don't expose their shortcomings when scolding. She could barely hold it, and instantly gave birth to blue-faced fangs, eager to pounce and tear and bite wildly.

In the end, all the grief and indignation turned into a sneer: "Does Long Dada want to follow the pheasant and go to the West Heaven to enjoy himself?" ”

Not necessarily, suddenly a strong wind hit, and the body was wrapped in an embrace.

This embrace, so strong, so blazing, is like a fire, more like a fire. The owner in his arms smiled warmly: "Qinghe, I can't ask for it." My people, my life, if you want, take it. ”

She was shocked, angry, and shocked, so skin-to-skin, the internal force that was easy to accumulate was detonated at no distance, and a small head was so shocked that she couldn't think: "'Chameleon' martial arts are at the top, the sword goes sideways, and I can't cope with this situation." ”

Her face, pressed against her chest, shivered at the thought of his hideous wound.

Trembling and trembling, it was as if I heard two hearts collide together, collide together, shatter into one, and finally become one again.

Suddenly thinking of Ah Long, I couldn't help but feel excited.

In a moment of surprise, Ah Long took an inch, lowered his head, kissed her forehead, wandered to the starry eyes, tossed to the cheeks, lingered to the neck, and rounded back to the earlobes.

Unexpectedly, when she was confused and confused, in a panic, she wanted to open her mouth to resist, but for a moment, his strong and stylish wide mouth had already covered her lips: "Don't run, Qinghe." ”

His soft, dexterous, soul-seducing dragon tongue has taken the lead, conquering the city, domineeringly blocking her every word, greedily grabbing every trace of her breath.

She couldn't help but whisper, "Aaron." ”

Before he finished speaking, he felt that his qi was surging upwards and his blood was slamming upward, and he struggled hard, but he was defeated and completely drowned in the menacing kiss

He was in a state of distraction, trembling his hands, constantly wandering.

She trembled in confusion, her little hands pushing and refusing, but she couldn't stop his divine power.

In obsession, his big hand had already reached into her undergarment, so warm and full of love: "Qinghe, I've waited too long." ”

She was completely lost, her cold skin longed for warmth, her cold body and mind longed for love, swimming in his arms, exhaling like an orchid: "Ah Long, me too." ”

He was shocked when he heard this, and he couldn't bear it: "Baby, don't leave me again." ”

In the infinite desire, the garment is freed as scheduled. In the infinite hope, the undergarment slipped quietly. In the infinite expectation, the two hearts are opposed. In the wild, his fiery hands wrapped around her slender waist; His hot hand wrapped his arms around her cold back.

She spun around the world, unable to control herself at all, as if only his hot lips were left in the world, and only his warm hands were left in the world. In a trance, the cardiac arrest, and the rosin fragrance is wanton and refreshing.

couldn't help muttering: "Ah Long, can you keep this rosin and bloom for me for the rest of your life?" ”

His star-like black eyes, black and warm, black and comfortable: "Of course, in my lifetime, it will be as you wish." ”

She couldn't tell whether the dream was real or not, and even preferred to go back to the dream, or never walk out of it, or never wake up again. She no longer wanted to discern his feelings, she no longer wanted to admit that she was lost.

For a quarter of an hour, she was lost in the dream of Ah Long, her body was like a swimming fish, and her mouth was like a warbler: "Ah Long, have you ever seen it yourself?" The sun shines in the clouds, the rainbow flutters in the wind and rain, the oasis rises and falls in the desert, and the sails fly in the waves. ”

His body and mind were so hot that he could no longer hold on to it, and he was lost in it: "The sail followed the waves, fluttering and swaying, again and again before the waves. ”

She looked closely, where was the sail? Where there is a wave, it is clearly a "flying dragon sword" hanging on the wall.

In an instant, she woke up from her dream, and with infinite fear, she struggled to pull to the right.

He was obsessed with himself, he didn't care, everything was up to her, and his body fell with him. Seeing that he had hit the wall, he reversed the situation, locked her hands, and pressed her against the wall.

She was startled and struggled, and when she looked up, she saw his bright eyes, black, and the waves were turbulent. He snorted heavily, and his lips and tongue slowly roamed between her lips and teeth, leading her into a dream again: "Baby, the baby of my life!" ”

Her mind is clear, but her body is chaotic, and her longing for Ah Long hits her heart, and her hands want to break free more and more, but her heart wants to hug her tightly.

She even suspected that she was no longer herself, but someone else. The longing tormented her, urged her, forced her forward.

Reason reminded her, overtook her, forced her to step back.

She was dizzy and overwhelmed, and his hot lips lingered, moving all the way down from her collarbone, kissing straight to her heart, tenderly lingering.

She suddenly remembered the needle mark like a scorpion sting, and her fanatical heart jumped heavily, like being struck by lightning, and under the heavy smash, she hurt fiercely: "No! He's not Aaron! ”

This pain suddenly smashed back all her senses, and she was finally able to concentrate and think correctly. So, the left foot was suddenly withdrawn, and he rose up with all his strength and stomped on the dragon's foot.

The "chameleon" was startled and instinctively withdrew to avoid it. She took the opportunity to turn around and twist the straddle, and kicked with her right foot. He finally came to his senses, shot like lightning, grabbed her right foot, and laughed loudly: "I almost forgot, my little concubine, I like jokes the most." ”

She didn't have time to talk, so she withdrew her foot to regain her momentum, but unexpectedly her right foot was caught. Suddenly lost his center of gravity, simply broke the jar and fell, and his upper body fell straight out.

As she expected, he exclaimed, and put his hands together, one hand wrapped around her waist, and the other wrapped around her arm, hugging her horizontally.

He hugged him like this, she was like growing taller, overjoyed, her left hand "Puxia Wuwei Palm" swayed out, her right hand probed, and grabbed the flying dragon sword hanging on the wall, the cold light flashed, and the long sword came out of the sheath.

Ah Long was stunned, but refused to let go: "Baby wants to play with swords again?" What should I do if I hurt you? Thinking about it carefully, she palpitated: "Killing a pheasant, she is earth-shattering, let alone slaying a dragon with a sword?" ”

He didn't dare to be aggressive anymore, just like this, he was stunned, and he was slow, and the "Flying Dragon Sword" turned around and took his neck: "One step closer, five steps to bleed!" ”

At that moment, he looked at the cold sword light, and he was really discouraged and willing to die.

It's just that the thought of suicide was fleeting, in exchange for an indifferent smile: "Qinghe, I know that you have always been naughty, killing chickens with a sword, swinging a sword and shaving, I am relieved." It's just that such a sword pointing at my husband makes me chill. ”

She had a sword in her hand, but she didn't dare to send it, she was in a dilemma, she didn't know how to advance or retreat, and she suddenly heard that the "heroic act" of killing chickens was peeped at by him, and he scoffed at it, but he pretended to be a peerless saint and didn't care. But he was in a hurry to throw himself into his arms.

Thinking like this, he was filled with shame and indignation, and with a quick movement, the tip of the sword turned sharply, and he slammed it towards his neck.

He didn't expect her to make a sudden move, and she was in a hurry, and her shot was like electricity, and a stream of air blocked between her and the "Flying Dragon Sword".

She was right in the middle of the heart, and the long sword swirled halfway, and the blade of the sword turned sharply, stabbing him in the chest: "If you kill me, I won't kill you?" ”

He looked at her starry eyes, but she was as affectionate as the sea, and she could actually kill her heart, and her heart hurt, but she didn't dodge or dodge, pretending not to be alarmed: "Baby, I hurt you for self-defense, but you killed me for a crime." Don't you know? A gentleman does something, and he doesn't do something. ”