[Ding, +5 opinion, current 40.] ］

Tan Sang smiled, and those eyes bent up, and their eyes shone brightly, and they all fell on Samuel's beautifully shaped lips.

The shape of his lips is very good-looking, but the scar on his forehead looks a little sinister.

She bowed her head, dyeing the little slave's pale lips a hint of bright red.

The little slave couldn't stand such a soft Tan Sang, his warm lips were very warm, and he took a small bite.

Tasting the taste of blood in his mouth, the emotional little slave suddenly came back to his senses, and his eyes widened slightly in surprise.

Realizing the blood he had just drunk, the tips of his ears burned for a while, and he came to his senses.

Sure enough, this woman has a crush on him!

Mr. Evil Dragon, who had completely forgotten what the hell he looked like in the dungeon, was very satisfied that Tan Sang could take a fancy to him.

[Ding, opinion +3, current opinion 43.] ］

Tan Sang's body was getting hotter and hotter, and he was still moving.

Moving like this, Mr. Evil Dragon felt that he was undergoing the greatest test of the dragon's life, and forced himself to endure the new feeling he had never felt before, and put his hand on her cheek.

That's when I realized something wasn't quite right.

Tan Sang was originally just a tenth-order magician, and his original magic was gentle and simple.

No matter how domineering, vicious, and tyrannical Tan Sang was, her magic could not be so cumbersome and violent.

Because of this kind of magic, Tan Sang's whole person is not quite right.

She unbuttoned the top of the complicated court skirt, and the neckline was so loose that even the collarbone inside could be seen.

Mr. Evil Dragon watched her move like this, and he panicked a little.

The fingertips pressed against her fingertips, and the magic in her body was transferred to herself little by little.

She must still be uncomfortable, her face turned a little pale, her brow furrowed, and her kick was also icy.

Mr. Dragon's eyelashes trembled, and his right hand was gently raised, wrapping around her neck as she lay on her side, gently brushing her sweaty forehead.

The fingertips were brushing her forehead gently, just to make her feel more comfortable.

Looking at the little girl's fragile appearance, I also knew that she was in pain.

Then, as if bewitched, although she endured and endured, she still trembled her fingertips and gently put her arm on her waist.

Fluffy, with a little warmth.

Well, it's soft and soft.

Mr. Evil Dragon, who reacted subconsciously, scolded Tan Sang again in his heart.

A demagogic woman who only knows how to seduce him!

But the fingers on Tan Sang's waist showed no signs of letting go.

The strange clothes that I had just taken off happened to be sleeping under Mr. Dragon's head.

I remembered that this woman's idea was ......

Samuel not only had red cheeks now, but his body temperature was also a lot higher, which comfortably made Tan Sang closer.

Press it tighter for a perfect fit.

The soft curves of the woman, the fragrance that comes from the body.

Does she know that he is a dragon with a strong head in the valley?!

Still so relieved and bold to stick to him?!

Is it reassuring to him?

[Ding, +4 opinion, current 47.] ］

All this made Mr. Evil Dragon a little unbearable to such a touch, and hurriedly pushed Tan Sang.

The whole dragon was getting hot and felt like it was going to die.

But he was a little reluctant to push her away.

The fingertips that had just touched her waist were now covered with sweat, and her long eyelashes were shaking.

He felt that his heart was beating abnormally, and he could even hear it clearly.

Slightly worried that the sound of her heartbeat would wake her up, the dragon reached out and covered her red cheeks, and took several deep breaths.

No way.

No way.

How could he be a little tempted by this woman?

Not......

It must be that the metamorphosis period has shortened the mating period.