Yin Xi Mountain, the spirit dwells in the bedroom.

Meng Xiaopao came to this secluded place with Lonely Dust.

The knife is out of the sheath, and the thing to do is not intended to escape.

Lonely Dust is a sharpening knife, and he can't wait to slaughter Meng Xiaopao.

Because of the poison, his fair skin was almost completely covered with red lines, and the back of his chest was exposed.

Compared with the weakness of Gu Wangchen's reason, Meng Xiaopao is extremely sober.

The skin of the two is still tightly attached, and Gu Wangchen's reason has not yet been completely eliminated, but his originally raging hand is holding Meng Xiaopao tightly at this time, and the rudeness he wants in his heart has also been suppressed by him at this moment.

Meng Xiaopao could see his pain, he was in pain, but Meng Xiaopao was in pain.

Reaching out to touch his brow, this face is perfect, but unfortunately it is ruined by the red lines at this time.

While caressing his brow, he whispered in his ear:

"I like you, you can't help but vent it, I'm willing to help you detoxify, you don't have to worry about me, I won't control you through serial poisons, I give myself to you, I use the rest of my life as a guarantee, do you believe me?"

After saying it gently, her hands went straight to his neck, in front of her close to his chest, and her lips kissed him directly to his collarbone.

A series of actions just to prove their hearts, like is like, at this time I don't want to care about anything else, I just want to give it to him, give him completely.

The only remaining sanity of the lonely dust is crumbling.

The skin in front of her reflected all her beauty through her senses, and her little mouth was still adding fuel to the fire, so hot that it was about to melt into ashes.

The strings in her heart cracked little by little because of the actions she was doing, and there seemed to be a magic voice in her heart to persuade her: I want her to ...... I want her to ......

The mischievous little hand untied the belt, and the lips that eroded her collarbone kept moving downward, and her movements were particularly bold.

The man's chest was invaded by her woman, and her tongue was so hot.

There is an indescribable refreshment to wander around.

There are only bottoms left in the lower body, and if you continue like this, you really have to be honest.

Her delicate body was the same as herself, and everywhere she saw in her burning eyes was white and delicate.

Except for those two pinks.

No, reason is really going to be defeated by this desire.

The face is red and the eyes are red, and the mouth is difficult to speak:

"Little splash, I, I'm number one...... First ......"

It's a very simple sentence, but at this time, it's hard to speak, the toxin is already surging in the heat, but now it feels like it's even hotter on the face.

Gritting her teeth, the voice spewing heat fell on the top of her head again:

"I'm ...... I...... Whew~ You, you are, are you the first time? ”

Meng Xiaopao's hand that was about to take off his underwear stiffened slightly, although he didn't know why he asked like this, but he still answered:

"Well, it's the first time, you'll find out in a minute......"

It's fake that I'm not nervous in my heart, and my heart is about to jump out.

I didn't dare to look up at him, for fear of seeing his too scorching gaze.

The hands continued their unfinished movements, and the shape of a scary thing could be faintly visible in the snow-white underpants, because the tent was high, high.

His heart trembled, but his hands pretended to be calm.

The last obstacle was removed, and the terrifying hungry beast surfaced.

The dragon was standing upright, and the top of the dragon's head had been occupied by crimson lines.

Speaking of which, this dragon has been seen and touched once before.

But this one is the most intuitive.

What a scary dragon body.

In the previous life, it was said that one hundred and eighteen, and the one in front of him is definitely worthy of the title of one hundred and eighteen.

It's thick and big, and it makes my heart hairy when I look at it.

The only adult film I've seen is that there is no comparison with the one in front of me, and the film is really misleading.

The dragon body is too big but it makes people afraid that it can't work, can this dragon really be used, what if it is accidentally torn apart?

Frightened, he swallowed his dry throat, and saw that his body obviously began to tremble, but he couldn't help but ask in his heart:

"This, can this be scaled down a bit?"

After speaking, he pointed to the dragon's body.

Lonely Dust is even more uncomfortable at this time than roasting on the fire.

As long as he stretched out his hand, he could take the jade body in front of him into his arms and enjoy it, but looking at her frightened eyes, his heart became unbearable.

The evil fire has spurred the evil dragon to the extreme, and it feels like it is about to explode if it doesn't find some comfort, and the pain has multiplied several times, and it is unbearable.

Stretched out his hand and dragged the timid delicate body in front of him into his arms, feeling the coolness of her body, and the comfort went straight to the bottom of his heart.

Reason was strengthened by this comfort, and heat poured from her mouth into her cochlea:

"You're such a grinding little bastard, a man's dragon doesn't get smaller until he fights to exhaustion.

Forget if I'm scared, I'll try to endure it, once I can't help it, you can run away, this is your territory, I will definitely not be able to catch up with your shuttle speed.

So you can rest assured. ”

The corners of his mouth twitched in pain, but he was still thinking about himself in his heart, but what about himself?

I'm a coward who is afraid of death now, and I don't dare to do very intimate things, just because the evil dragon is too big, I am so frightened that I retreat, and it is a bit insulting to be a coward.

He is a man he identifies himself, if he doesn't even dare to do this kind of thing, how can he make his family his own man?

The turtle's shrunken head was raised violently, looking at his crimson chin, tiptoe lightly, and opened his mouth to bite his chin.

After biting lightly, he said:

"I'm not scared anymore, let's go to bed, it should be more convenient."

Looking at her somewhat stubborn little face, the softness in her heart was suffocated again, her arms wrapped around her waist, and a flicker fell on the bed.

Falling on top, her softness was pressed under her.

Bow your head and cover her cherry lips, and it all starts with this kiss.

The entanglement of the spiritual tongue, the blending of the heart.

The dragon clung to her skin, and the feeling of swelling was too much for it to bear.

Plunder, the dragon only wants to plunder.

One hand supports the body, and the other hand wanders unscrupulously on the snow.

Not to be outdone, the dragon reminds the presence of a grinding close to its own cool skin.

Meng Xiaopao's limbs stiffened, and he felt that the dragon on his skin was like he had just come out of the furnace, and his hot skin trembled.

The fiery war has not yet really begun.

Gu Wangchen always felt that Meng Xiaopao's body was tight, she was very nervous, in fact, she was also very nervous, because it was the first time, so she didn't dare to officially enter the topic.

The body is slightly downward, the evil dragon posture is upright, and it is urgent to go straight to the lair.

The dragon moved forward slowly, and as soon as the dragon head reached the door of the nest, a feeling of comfort passed from the dragon head directly to the brain.

Short-term pleasure is not enough.

The faucet tentatively moved forward, clinging to each other, but unfortunately could not get in.

I don't know if it's because the posture is wrong or the nest is too young, and the dragon can't move forward a single centimeter when it is blocked from the door.

The rivers have long flowed, and the waves have surged.

Moisturizing the whole wetland, smooth and delicate.

The dragon's head has been soaked by the river, but why is the dragon's body difficult to enter.

The tentative moved again.

It's obviously very moist, why is it difficult.

In a hurry, he could only forcibly attack the city.

Damn you can't get in, what the hell is going on?

I was anxious and helpless in my heart, and for the sake of the soothing of the evil dragon, I could only speak with difficulty:

"Splash, am I doing something wrong? It doesn't seem like the clone can get in......"