Sweet words can always capture hearts, but at this time, Meng Xiaopao can easily capture even without sweet words.

Sweet was dizzy, and Meng Xiaopao even wondered if he was holding himself alone.

"Lonely Dust~"

This sentence is full of temptation.

Lonely Wangchen felt that the person in his arms was already a little stupid and couldn't tell the difference between reality and fantasy, and his arms were released again, this time for a long time.

"Did you remember what I said?"

The clouds suddenly became clear.

nodded dumbfoundedly and said:

"Remember, in the future, you must be temperate in your cultivation, and remember to report peace often."

After finishing speaking, he reluctantly hugged the person who let go of him in front of him.

At this time, I have long forgotten that the person in front of me is the person who turns his face like a book.

His hands wrapped around the man's sturdy body, and his own hormones were constantly secreted, and he felt that he could only be comfortable if he was close to others.

Meng Xiaopao's body temperature continued to rise, holding people with both hands and not speaking, his head was still rubbing back and forth on people's chests.

She herself doesn't know how sultry she is now.

The woman's unique fragrance is always stirring people's nerves, and the pride of the delicate body rubs back and forth with the movements.

Soft with a unique elasticity.

For a normal man, she is a naked provocation.

didn't want the small fire to turn into a prairie fire, so he smashed the messy body away with both hands, and said with a hidden anger in his tone:

"Do you know what you're doing right now?"

Meng Xiaopao was a little stunned when he was broken, his eyes were misty with lust, and his voice was even more delicate:

"Hmm~ what's wrong?"

Meng Xiaopao's picture of inviting you into the urn made Gu Wangchen's heart scratch like a hundred claws, if it weren't for giving her a perfect self, I really wanted to do it now.

I closed my eyes fiercely, and when I opened my eyes again, there was only calmness in my eyes:

"Now is not the time, when I take care of everything, I will give you the most perfect version of yourself, and then I will have you as a husband."

It's a promise, for her, and for herself.

Meng Xiaopao completely sank in this promise, what he had always wanted in his heart, but when he heard it, his heart suddenly became sour.

The eyes are sour along with the sourness in the heart, and there are some things that are not able to be controlled no matter how high they are cultivated, such as tears.

Cry with joy.

'Husband' is a very sacred word, and a woman will indirectly own a home because of her husband.

The family is bustling with people who have an extra husband, and having a husband means having children......

The husband is sacred, and the home is even more sacred.

What Meng Xiaopao has lacked since she was a child is not only father's love and mother's love, but also the warmth of home.

Because she didn't get the warmth of home since she was a child, her life was always like rootless duckweed, and that fluctuating feeling came from this.

At this moment, the person holding his arms made a promise that he was willing to give himself a home, a home that he had always longed for but did not dare to pursue.

His arms tightened fiercely, and he pretended to be vicious in his mouth:

"I heard all the words just now, the gentleman is hard to chase after a word, you are not allowed to repent, if you dare to repent, I will kill all the women who are close to you, and finally let you die alone."

After saying that, he let go of the arms that were holding him viciously, stepped back slightly, looked up at his pupils, and did not blink, not letting go of the flash in his eyes.

Gu Wuchen said what he had hidden in his heart for a long time, he didn't lie, and there was endless pampering in his eyes except for firmness.

Looking at her golden brown pupils, which clearly reflected her face, her eyes were still as clear and agile as before.

Leaning over her forehead, the tip of her nose touching the tip of her nose, then moving slightly, opening her mouth to grab her lips.

Maybe it's because her cultivation has just ended, and her body still has the unique purity of spiritual power after purification, which is very fresh and fresh.

The red lips are in the mouth, and the taste is different every time you taste it, sometimes sweet, sometimes fragrant, sometimes soft, sometimes intoxicating.

This kind of feeling is always easy to linger, only her, only her, others can't feel it, I've tried, but unfortunately they can't even get close.

Every time I kiss my hands, I don't want to be honest.

The palm of the hand feels empty like the heart, and it is only the delicate body of the person in the arms who can fill it.

The place was very tempting, and the emptiness of the palms of the hands only wanted it to be comforted.

The softness of the white rabbit is always addictive.

I felt it even more heart-wrenching.

In the end, I can't resist the temptation, and the wriggling of the two on the skin together will only make people go crazy.

Holding this small head with one hand, you can feel the tenderness of her neck through her hair.

The emptiness of the palm of the hand finally got what it wanted.

It's filled with thumping heartbeats and bouncing skin.

Very fulfilling and satisfying.

Reckless movement, hand, heart change.

The plundering outside the clothes seems to be unsatisfied, and I want to be completely unobstructed.

The body is starting to get out of control.

The evil dragon has long been high-spirited.

The poison of the love soul, which had been silent for several times, suddenly revived, and if it was not interrupted, it would only make the evil dragon go straight to the point.

The Demon's Hand has removed more than half of his clothes.

That seductive left side has been close to the skin of the hand.

Lonely Dust is falling.

Tomorrow is the day of poison, today is already dangerous, and at this moment, one is caught off guard by the poison of the love soul.

Both of them know how vicious the poison of the love soul is, but unfortunately at this time, the two of them fell into it and couldn't extricate themselves.

Meng Xiaopao gave up resistance because of a promise from Lonely Dust, and the environment in which she grew up made her not have strict requirements for this kind of thing in her heart, as long as she likes it, you can be together.

She doesn't have the outdated ideas of feudal society, as long as she likes it, even if she lives first and then gets married, not to mention that her identity in this world is a lonely wife, although she is a little wife, but at least it is legal.

She wanted to give it wholeheartedly, but when she encountered Gu Wangchen's poisonous hair, the consequences were still to be imagined.

The upper body has been completely exposed.

His clothes hung loosely around his waist, and Meng Xiaopao felt the relics left by the lonely dust, and his hands dragged his clothes weakly.

This endangered scene was about to get to the point, and suddenly from outside the door came a unique question:

"Are you done talking about the old days?"

A word wakes up the dreamer.

Meng Xiaopao's hands trembled, her coquettish eyes suddenly opened, and she realized something when she saw the red lines climbing on Gu Wangchen's skin.

The two of them had their clothes faded to their waists, and they were ashamed and panicked in their hearts, hugging Gu Wangchen tightly to block the scenery in front of them, for fear that Duqiao would push the door in without agreeing.

I was in a panic, afraid that this scene would be seen, and in my panic, my mind moved into the Heart Eater Bracelet.

As soon as the figures of the two disappeared, the only skillful hand outside the door really entered uninvited.

Pushing the door in, there was no answer from the two.

The door closed and bypassed the screen, but it was empty, and both of them were gone.

Stepping forward, there is still a faint ambiguous atmosphere in the air, and the lingering fragrance is still there, but the people are gone, and the building is empty.

Although everything is easy to reverie, Duqiao firmly believes that Gu Wangchen will not cross the red line, he has endured poison for eight years, which is not something that can be done with a fluttering word.