"Xia Xia, you know what? I've always been curious about people with a furnace physique. "He's not moving on.

A deep voice whispered into her ears, and she felt like she was back in the first time she heard him that night, and her legs went limp.

"Also, there's no need to talk so closely." She quietly pushed him away, and was brought back by the strong Sikong Yang, and even hugged her into her arms again.

"Shh He put a finger on her lips, and the warm, soft lips pressed against his calloused fingers, making his heart move.

"Luo Hua can hear it, don't speak."

Tantai Xia was a little nervous again.

Immediately, he thought of something and pushed him away vigorously.

"Your realm is so much higher than Luo Hua, how can you be trapped in the house by her!" He wiped his mouth with his sleeve and dusted his hand on his shoulder.

Sikong Yang looked at her series of actions, and a pair of amorous peach blossom eyes drooped down aggrievedly: "Luohua is a kitten demon, the cultivation methods of goblins and humans are not the same, and she also has some life-saving skills that I can't beat, they always have to survive." ”

Tan Taixia didn't believe it, even if it was like this, but now there was no need to put these secret techniques on such a trivial matter that trapped the two of them.

Could it be that their double cultivation is a very important thing for Luo Hua?

"Jiang Nanxiao has been uncomfortable with his physique for a long time, and he has always hoped that I can help him, Shantai Xia, are you willing to sacrifice a little?"

She looked up in confusion, "Then you asked him to come to you, what did you tell me to do?" ”

A trace of awkwardness appeared on Sikong Yang's face, and he didn't say a word for a long time, but Taixia looked at him for a long time, and then realized that the physique of the furnace was to be cultivated by two people.

And he and Jiang Nanxiao are both men.

She endured it, couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing.

"Since you have the heart to help him, presumably he won't care about this small sacrifice, as far as you are concerned, there is no loss, you are generous, short-sleeved or something, it is very common in the mortal world, and there should be a lot of it in the immortal cultivation world."

Sikong Yang saw her squinting and smiling happily, sat back on the stool stupidly, poured a glass of water and drank it.

"I am a principled person, and I must pay attention to your feelings and my wishes in everything."

She remembered seeing Jiang Nanxiao's true appearance in the secret realm, although he applied powder and grease, and his makeup was heavier than hers, she could vaguely see that he had a good foundation, and he should be a handsome man.

Looking at Sikong Yang again, her facial features are all finely crafted, she looks exquisite, but there is nothing weak and feminine when combined, but there is a sharp attack power, if she hadn't been happy with Lin Xiangchen a long time ago, she must have been unable to resist the charm of such a man.

"You're a good fit, really, you can try." Her cheeks ached a little when she smiled, sat next to Sikong Yang, and poured a glass of water with him.

Sikong Yang sighed faintly, and said helplessly: "I can't do it, after all, I didn't really break my sleeves, and there is no need to sacrifice for them." ”

"But I've researched a bit of an eyebrow, as long as you can help me."

He put on a serious expression again, and he looked at her fixedly, and she was alone in his eyes as deep as night, which reminded her of the full moon sky, where all the stars were hidden in the clouds, and only a full moon shone alone.

Now in Sikong Yang's eyes, it is the moon.

"Really?" She heard herself hesitate.

Sikong Yang nodded, there was no joke in it.

She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and asked, "What do you need me to do?" ”

He received an affirmative answer, and a blush flew across his face, which quickly disappeared.

"Relax, leave everything to me, I won't make the last step." He made a solemn promise.

Tantai Xia believed him.

"First, you take off two pieces of clothing first." He looked at her, wanting to help but feeling that it was not suitable, his hand stretched out and withdrawn, and he looked helpless.

She was stunned, grabbed her clothes with her hands, and stammered, "Also, do you still want to take off your clothes?" ”

Sikong Yang also hesitated, he scratched the back of his head, and he was not sure: "I'll go find the information." ”

After speaking, he rushed to the door in a hurry, banged on the door and shouted at Luo Hua: "Luo Hua, you come back for me." ”

With just one sentence, Taixia came to his senses.

Sure enough, she knew that she couldn't trust Sikong Yang, and after stabilizing her mind, she had a plan.

Luo Hua didn't respond, and after a while, a few books fell from the air, along with a few picture scrolls, and Taixia looked down and quickly looked away.

It was an undisguised, bold and explicit picture of the Spring Palace.

The painter's skills are very profound, the picture is sensational and not obscene, and he only glanced at it, and his heart burned terribly, so he could only pour cold water in an attempt to extinguish his fiery heart.

"Yo he, what is this little girl watching every day, what is this?" He picked up two books and glanced at them.

"He stripped off Xu Jinlian's clothes, and a round lump jumped out, the white flesh shook his eyes dizzy, and he was very greedy, and he picked it up——"

"Stop! Don't read it! She knew what kind of book it was when she heard the first sentence, but she didn't expect Sikong Yang's face to be so thick-skinned, and he could still read it and read so much.

She had read one of these books a few years ago, and she had been ashamed of not sleeping well for days, and the words of those people were so bold that she was ashamed of them only in her heart, and they wrote them.

Sikong Yang shook his head, he sat down next to Taixia with a book, and looked at it carefully.

"This was written by the previous sect master of the Hehuan Sect, and it is necessary for newcomers who don't know how to double cultivate."

Tantai Xia covered his ears and didn't want to listen to him's nonsense: "What is there to refer to here, we are not really double cultivators." ”

Sikong Yang was stunned and didn't answer the question, he continued to look at the words in the book, pretending not to hear.

The impact of those pictures was so strong that it kept spinning around in her mind, and she poured a few more sips of water, always feeling that the more she drank, the hotter it became.

"Sikong Yang, do you think it's weird, it seems to be a little hot."

She fanned the wind with her hand, and suddenly thought of something.

Spices! She rushed to the censer with her teapot and opened the lid, the rising smoke hitting her face.

"Ahem." Caught off guard, she took in several more sips, quickly held her breath, and poured all the water in the teapot on it in one go.

After a sound of water and fire colliding, the curling smoke finally stopped, and she closed the lid and breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's okay, it's okay, we're all conscious."

She touched her neck, as if she had a little itch on her body.

Sitting back at the table with the teapot, she snatched the book from Sikong Yang's hand.

"Luo Hua is in the spices, don't study this yet, ventilate." She simply used the book as a fan, fanning her hot and steaming face one by one.

"Xia Xia, you really, believe in me too much." He let out a long sigh and turned his head to look at Tantai Xia.

Tantai Xia frowned, didn't know why he said this, and turned his head to look at him.

His brows were already frowning, his eyes were red, and the green tendons on his neck were coming out, obviously he was also enduring something.

"You!" She thought of something, and her eyes moved to the kettle on the table.

"There's something in the water too?"

Sikong Yang nodded and closed his eyes.

"I'm so angry, this Luohua!" She expected the two of them to be defenseless against her.

"Xia Xia, I can't help it." His hot breath came to him.

She felt that the air was a little unobstructed, and she took two deep breaths.

I was hugged by the fragrance of flowers on Sikong Yang's body again.

Her hand weakly pushed Sikong Yang, and whispered in her mouth: "Calm down Sikong Yang, as an immortal, you can't succumb to mortal aphrodisiacs." ”

Sikong Yang's hand wrapped around her slender waist, and his lips kissed her ear impatiently, making her a little nervous.

"But in the face of the person he likes, which man can bear it." He whispered, lips fumbling for a kiss on her cheek.

Taixia's originally confused mind was so shocked by his words that he forgot to resist the action in his hand, so that Sikong Yang caught the gap, and her hot lips kissed her slightly open mouth.

Tantai Xia pushed him hard, but when she was sober, she couldn't help a strong man, not to mention that now her brain was blurred and her body was weak and powerless.

Sikong Yang's kiss was as aggressive as he felt, and he forcefully pried open her teeth and robbed her air.

Tantai Xia wanted to bite his intrusive tongue to sober him up, but he was entangled instead.

The thin air gave her no time to think, and she gradually gave up her resistance.

Sikong Yang kissed on his mouth, and the movements of his hands did not stop, and he picked her up and put her on the bed.

The clothes were pulled off by him little by little, and Taixia took two difficult breaths, his eyes were foggy, and his mouth was panting lightly.

has been completely captured by aphrodisiacs.

Hot fingers danced on top of her, and she couldn't help but look forward to his next drop, and she grunted when he appeared in a place that didn't suit her.

"Say it, Xia Xia, what do you want?" Wheezing and whispering in a deep voice in her ear, she gasped for breath.

"Not here." Her hand slowly grabbed his running hand, leading him to her itchy spot.

Sikong Yang kissed her round and lovely earlobe.

Yutai Xia was served comfortably, and he didn't suppress his voice.

Sikong Yang came up again and blocked her lips.

She didn't comply, her hand pushed Sikong Yang's head indiscriminately, and muttered in her mouth: "Go away, don't rob me of my air......"

Sikong Yang laughed sullenly, his chest pressed against her chest, and the vibration made her frown.

"Good, it's comfortable, try it slowly, you'll like it."

He coaxed her softly, the redness of his eyes faded, and his consciousness was clear!

A pair of apricot eyes squinted, the corners of his mouth were aggrieved, and he muttered and whispered, "Lin Xiangchen, it's uncomfortable." ”