The white waves of the spiritual sea are churning, and they are splashed but have no intention of appreciating it.

Hugging his knees and immersing himself in his own world, when did the distance between the two begin to change.

The sweetness has quietly disappeared before it lasts.

A cold war has officially begun.

Lonely Forget the dust is gone, and he walks away with an incomprehensible bitterness.

Lingdwelling made people feel a little depressed because of his residual breath, and he hid in this Three Stone Pavilion just to escape his breath.

It was a dream or a dream, everything was real to him, but it was more like a dream in his heart.

He imprisoned his ability to resist, and also banned the three medical souls and his own perception, and finally gave himself the words of the cone.

He weaved it all with his own hands, and he left the active reality to himself, and threw the passive dream side to himself, the poor bearer.

……

When you're alone, some emotions brew that only make something invisible.

The latent lust is devouring the metamorphosis emotion, and it is strengthening itself with this energy.

In the end, its power is only to bring about a change in the subject.

Meng Xiaopao is born of lust because of love, and the latent desire affects her invisibly.

For what happened not long ago, she was just aggrieved, because Lonely Forgetchen's arbitrariness made her feel uncomfortable.

But at this moment, because of her hidden selfish desires, her grievances and discomfort gradually turned into complaints and injustice.

complained about Gu Wangchen's domineering arrogance who didn't think about her, and only cared about his thoughts and ignored the feelings of others.

Unfair, the thoughts of her previous life made her see everyone as equal, but what she did tilted the scales in her heart.

Why can he do whatever he wants, but he can only accept it.

There is an imbalance in my heart because of the unfair treatment of the lonely dust.

The lurking of selfish desires is a time bomb after all, and the eruption may be waiting in a corner, as long as it reaches that tipping point, then the explosion will be inevitable.

It's just not known if this hidden time bomb will blow her up into the clouds or blow her into the abyss.

The difference in position will determine the difference in fate.

……

Time is still turning, in the Mowang Mansion.

Lonely and lonely in a bad mood.

The sun was already in the sky, but Meng Xiaopao did not come back for a long time.

Yesterday's farce in Zhenyulou said that it would be over today, but the time has come and she has not appeared.

Min Yuting's father is a minister of the DPRK and China, and he is also quite authoritative as prime minister.

Today's apology is to take the opportunity to announce something that has been planned for a long time, and everything is almost ready, but she is not returning.

The palace servant (eunuch) has come to urge people, but she has not yet returned to her position.

There are thousands of thoughts, and the events of last night come flooding into my mind.

He was poisoned in advance, and secretly traveled all the way to her, and when he saw her sleeping, he quietly took her away.

hid all the way to her real residence in the palace, put her on the bed, but still didn't wake up.

The toxins in the body spread, and her spiritual dwelling is the most needed place after the poison, where the toxin can be suppressed.

But she never woke up after calling one after another, afraid that the longer the time, her reason would become weaker and weaker, and in order not to invade the poison, she could only use her spiritual power to help her wake up.

With the awakening of her spiritual power, she did have signs of awakening, but signs were only signs after all.

I don't know how far she slept, but her spiritual awakening couldn't wake her up, and the desire in her body couldn't be suppressed after a long time.

Looking at her sleeping face that had not woken up for a long time, the love poison had not yet controlled her body, but she couldn't bear it first.

Choke her pink lips and start plundering as she likes.

It only took a few breaths before she woke up.

Shut her mouth and called, but she frowned dissatisfied.

The little face is full of unsatisfied invitations.

Seeing that she was so dissatisfied, she was suddenly stimulated, her brain was hot, and she lowered her head and kissed again.

Every time the poison of the soul of emotion in my heart will take the opportunity to explode, but this time it is the opposite.

The poison of the soul seems to have been defeated by the orthodox desires in his heart.

The love poison suddenly retreated, but his desire couldn't be stopped.

Stretching out her hand to untie her clothes, she also cooperated tacitly.

She took off her own clothes, but she also took off her own clothes.

The beautiful touch makes each other very tight.

Although she never opened her eyes, the longing between her eyebrows was vividly expressed.

Her body responded eagerly to herself, and her mouth was also intensely entangled with herself.

His own hand lit a fire on her, and her hand responded.

Everything should be addictive, but in this hot ambiguity, the aura around her suddenly changed.

Suddenly, her body stopped responding to herself, and she lay upright, her body beginning to be enveloped in pain and forbearance.

The mood between the eyebrows also suddenly reversed.

The expression of pain matched the trembling body, and she was afraid.

Her fear of herself was like a knife stabbed into her heart.

Pulling the knife out of her heart in pain, she comforted herself that she was afraid because she hadn't experienced it.

The touching hand is in the most gentle posture, and it is also cautious when swimming, and the kiss becomes a gentle licking.

Not only that, but in the process of licking, I asked her if I was scared.

It's a pity that the desire to alleviate her fear did not materialize, on the contrary, her tenderness only came in exchange for her hatred.

That's right, it's hate, and she's hating what she's done to her.

Seeing that she hated her so much, he touched her Aofeng with nostalgia in his hand, and then endured the pain of his lower body to move and dress for her.

The clothes had just been gathered, ready to start with the belly pocket, and just about to dress her, she was suddenly killed by her.

If it weren't for the quick response, I am afraid that I would never be able to be a man again.

Her ruthless hand still hurts when you think about it at this time.

She was awake, but she never opened her eyes to look at herself, she teased herself to the apex only but suddenly coldly snuggled the killer, since she didn't want to deliberately ignite the fire.

Obviously painful and forbearing, but after opening his eyes, he didn't say a word.

If you really don't want to be frank and frank, this kind of silence will only make people sad.

The spread of sorrow, sadness.

Cool, cool diffuse.

The servant outside the door was asking for the departure time again.

It's been delayed for half an hour and half an hour, and I don't want to push it anymore.

I don't know the pain of not knowing the feelings, I used to laugh frivolously when I heard this, but at this time I understood and wanted to laugh but couldn't laugh out.

I don't think about it, and the more I think about it, the more bitter it will become.

The manager outside the door has been waiting for a long time, and without waiting, he entered the palace:

"The chief has been waiting for a long time, you go back first to resume your life, and I will enter the palace after cleaning up."

After hearing this, the chief steward who had been waiting outside the door retreated, and the lonely dust in the room calmed down again and prepared to change clothes and set off.

Inside the Heart Eater.

Meng Xiaopao eases the knots in his heart by absorbing Reiki.

remembered that she had a mission to enter the palace today, although she was going to accept an apology, but there were some things she planned to take this opportunity to vent her heart.

Out of the Nine Nirvana Derivative Tower, a thought appeared in the previous room.

As soon as his feet fell off the bed, the majestic figure not far from the couch crashed into his eyes.

He was changing his clothes, and he was already wearing a snow-white undershirt, and he was wearing a special royal dress made by the palace at this time.

They looked at each other and were speechless.

Gu Wangchen only paused for a second and continued the unfinished action in his hand, while Meng Xiaopao looked a little embarrassed, quietly clubbing and watching.

The room was silent, and the sound of shredded dressing was particularly clear.