Feng Miaojun snorted, and without hesitation, he raised his breath and counterattacked back, while guarding the dantian steadily, and then urging the imprint to suck back.

The same scorching cold polar attributes, the same surging like a river. The difference is that the contest between the two is like a lion and a little tiger, although the male lion is infinitely powerful, but the little tiger also shows its hideous claws, and it is more flexible between moving and jumping.

He made no secret of the surprise on his face. The spiritual power competition is the most unfake, and in less than a year after the separation, Feng Miaojun faintly showed the frame of protest with him. And the first time she counterattacked back into the opponent's body, she divided her troops into more than 30 ways, evaded the pursuit of the master's family, and focused on finding the most remote meridian attacks, and the strength of each road was different.

Subtle, subtle, accurate, and ferocious, she shows her incredible control over her spiritual power. This is not only a matter of cultivating profoundly, but only if the divine mind is extremely strong.

After a stalemate for less than a moment, he sighed, suddenly shrunk his wrist and dodged, and walked around behind her, still holding her waist with both hands.

This guy is like kraft candy. Feng Miaojun was extremely angry, turned around and slapped his palm on his chest.

She is powerful, if she shoots it this time, the gold and stone can be cracked, not to mention the human body?

However, this time he didn't dodge or dodge, and was still very persistent in copying her little waist, leaving the empty door in front of her chest, so that she could easily hit him into a serious injury.

Feng Miaojun's blow was really printed on his chest, but this person did not spit blood from his mouth and flew out upside down.

Because she unloaded her strength at the last moment, it turned into a push that didn't hurt or itch.

She still couldn't do it.

He had already hugged her, and now he took her two steps back, and with one turn, he just pressed her against the pillar, so that she could not retreat.

This posture is somewhat familiar.

Feng Miaojun glared at him. This guy has regained his original appearance, and it is really dizzying to look at those peach blossom eyes so closely. He took advantage of a lot with just one face, and no matter how light he was ##薄女子, it was difficult for the other party to really move.

She poked him in the chest, and her fingertips sent back a hard touch: "Presumptuous, I'm going to cut off your head!"

He lowered his head, and the two of them intertwined: "Didn't the king bring me here to spoil me?"

As he spoke, there was a subtle sound of "gurgling" around him, and then his body became taller, taller, with wider shoulders and wider chest.

This is the body shape that Feng Miaojun is familiar with.

Yu Linlang is thinner and slender than him, and it is difficult for him to use the bone shrinking skill to wronged himself.

The cold hairs on her arms stood up, and she said angrily: "Just find a quiet place to talk, you step away, I have something to say to you." ”

"Just talking?" he sighed faintly, his voice as thin as a gnat, "An An used me to finish Fu Lingchuan angry, and he wanted to put me aside?" ”

He could see that she was just adding fuel to Fu Lingchuan's fire by taking him out. Feng Miaojun's heart froze, but he had already continued: "I never make a loss-making transaction, I have to collect some remuneration at this time." After that, he squeezed her with his body, and his hands were not idle, and he pulled her belt at some point, and leaned in from the hem very dexterously, bypassing the small clothes, and touching a fine and soft hand.

Her abdomen was suddenly pressed against her big palm, and she subconsciously exclaimed, pushing his arm with both hands. Yun Kui took the opportunity to bow her head, puffed her lips, and fixed her little face with the other hand, not allowing her to dodge.

"Let it go...... Hmm...... "This kiss is much more violent than in Dongqing Pavilion, she opened her mouth to scold, but she was blocked so that she could only sigh a few times, and she felt that she was about to be swallowed by him.

Yun Jie was just provoked by her, the kiss in the Dongqing Pavilion was just an appetizer for him, her taste was too good, and this time a little jasmine fragrance was added, which filled every cell in his body with longing.

Sucking and eating like this, he couldn't smooth out the loneliness that had been separated for more than half a year, his hands were not idle, he touched the right place up, scratched again, and suddenly said in surprise: "It's so big......?"

The delicate body under him shook.

Feng Miaojun finally avoided his lips, was short of breath for a while, and slapped him twice: "Get out, you don't think my mouth is too big!" He gnawed like this, as if he was a dog, and she was a white fat bun.

The woman really holds a grudge. "Just right for my dear. ”

"You have to do a full set of plays, do you want to provoke Fu Lingchuan to lose his breath?" His voice was very low, only each other could hear it, "It's not your person standing outside the door, right?" There are palace people guarding outside, more than three, and he can hear each other's breathing with his ears.

She bit her lip: "No. ”

She didn't bring Chen Dachang with her, so she was embarrassed.

Then let them listen to it. With that, he lowered his head again, this time not at her mouth, but at her tiny earlobes.

The itch hit, she shuddered, and subconsciously wanted to push him again, but this time she didn't push him.

This scene is like going back to the old Wei military tent, the scenes and actions are almost the same, and it seems that a long three years have not slipped through the fingers.

However, things have long been wrong.

Feng Miaojun groaned coquettishly, softening in his enthusiasm, but his small hand slowly stroked his delicate collarbone and hugged his neck.

She never admits that she has always missed him and the pin ##魂滋味 he gave.

The name Yunjie has been engraved into her heart a long, long time ago, so that she does not dare to forget it one day.

In fact, it has nothing to do with Fu Lingchuan or her plan. Now, just find an excuse.

Her half-push and half-give made his blood boil. But he still exercised great restraint and did not tear off all her clothes. Feng Miaojun still had a glimmer of clarity in his drowsiness, grabbed his placket and shook his head: "No, it won't work!"

"Don't be afraid. He kissed her and coaxed her, "I won't really want you this time." ”

"Really?" she writhed uneasily, avoiding his hand, "swear to hear it!"

Do you have to swear this too? Yun Kuo was stunned. He has always hated swearing the most, but at this moment, he had to make a poisonous oath in response to Jing'er, the kind that is particularly poisonous.

His oath made her inexplicably relieved, and finally put down her hand and closed her eyes, looking like she was picking up. In the next moment, her body was light, and he actually picked her up from the side of the pillar and pressed it against the door.

The sturdy wooden door creaked at his roughness. He finally peeled off the obstacles, lowered his head, and buried himself in the piece of jade snow that was exposed by his clothes, just like eating a steamed bun that had just come out of the drawer, white and fat, soft and soft, greasy and flexible, but far better.

He gnawed unceremoniously, so that the palace people, who were guarding only one door away, heard strange and ambiguous ##昧的声响 coming from the door, and their noble queen could not suppress the coquettish moan.

At first, the movement was like the sound of a warbler, and there were two crisp smiles, but then it gradually turned sweet, like honey that had been boiled for a long time and was so thick that it could not be dissolved. And then-