"You get up for me." finally flashed the wet and hot 'kiss' of the ink night, Qi Huan ##着粗气, while using his hands and feet together, intending to push him away.

However, no one was strong in the situation, and Qi Huan didn't dare to really give him two thunders, so the two of them were at a stalemate. Wrong, in fact, she was the only one in the stalemate, Mo Ye didn't care whether Qi Huan refused or not, buried her head in Qi Huan's neck, and gnawed on her snow-white neck in small bites, leaving red and purple spots on it.

"No, as long as I get up, you will definitely tie me up." Turning his head to look at the ground net that was already being thrown to the ground, Mo Ye smiled ill-intentionedly.

"I won't." Qi Huan took a deep breath and tried his best to 'kiss' with Mo Ye with a calm mouth.

The bodies of the two were close together, and each of Qi Huan's deep breaths would only make the fire in the eyes of the man on his body burn more vigorously. Mo Ye's sturdy body was close to Qi Huan, and between the two of them was only the black silk embroidered 'flower' belly pocket that had no blocking function on Qi Huan's body, and the temperature on Mo Ye's body was transmitted to her through the thin fabric, coupled with the overly 'exposed' eyes, Qi Huan only felt a heat in his body spreading from his lower abdomen to all parts of his body.

Even if he didn't look in the mirror, Qi Huan knew what he was like now, it was the shrimp that had been cooked, and it was the shrimp that had been stripped naked...... Woo......

"Hmm...... I still don't trust you. The corners of Mo Ye's mouth were slightly raised, and her head moved down more and more, opening her mouth through the thin pocket to bite the bulge in front of her 'chest' lightly and heavily. His long black hair hung down on his 'naked' and 'exposed' shoulders, and the itchy feeling made Qi Huan couldn't help but twist, but it happened to be Yu Yang into the tiger's mouth.

Although Mo Ye's actions did not make Qi Huan feel pain, the itchy feeling made Qi Huan almost cry, and he reached out to push away the man who was raging on him, but his hands and feet were pressed by him, and one of his big 'legs' was still rubbing between his 'legs'.

Isn't this kind of thing generally done by 'women', why is he so familiar with it! He won't just study this all these years, will he? Crushed to the soft 'bed'. Qi Huan blinked his eyes, considering whether to shout indecency. Then she suddenly remembered a forgotten fact, that, the two of them seemed, as if they were married.

Sensing that Qi Huan was too void in the fugue, Mo Ye bit Qi Huan's 'chest' hard, and then looked at her at the head of the book, "Lady, you have to think about being a husband at this time." His low and hoarse voice came into his ears, as if a pair of rough hands had 'touched' his back, making Qi Huan tremble unconsciously. It's over, what sovereignty does she have in the future if she goes on like this, how can this man even have such a seductive voice.

"Actually...... We can, we can do it...... Belch...... Talk about ......" Seeing the only piece of fabric left on his body being bitten off by Mo Ye, Qi Huan's body stiffened.

It stands to reason that the two of them are not the same time, but it has been 130,000 years since the last time, and the current mood is basically the same as the once, and the most excessive thing is that Mo Ye is inconsiderate of her!

"Aren't we already talking?" Feeling Qi Huan's nervousness, Mo Ye's laughter came from her 'chest'. The hot air that erupted just hit it, making the red, 'glamorous' and 'glamorous' buds on the top more and more 'erect'.

"I mean...... Woo ......" Mo Ye's hands had already been loosened, one hand reached into the quilt, gently twisting and 'rubbing' between Qi Huan's legs, and the other hand slowly moved up along her graceful waist at an abrasive speed. Qi Huan put his hands on his 'chest', and he could feel the sound of a drum-like heartbeat coming from the bottom of his hands.

"I think...... It's better for us to 'talk' with our bodies. The black pupils instantly turned back to the blood-red 'color', and the upper body was slightly propped up, "Or do you prefer the lady to be on it?" ”

"Also, it's still ...... below" No, it's not a problem from above and below...... Qi Huan's mind had just turned around, and he saw the evil smile on the corner of Mo Ye's mouth, Qi Huan's heart trembled, and before he could make a move, he felt a hot foreign body whose volume obviously didn't match his own squeezed in inch by inch.

"You...... Uh......" A feeling of fullness swept through his body, and Qi Huan couldn't help but 'groan' oh out loud. The slender legs were at the mercy of Mo Ye, tightly wrapping around his thin waist, and their soft bodies met his wild sprint.

The fine beads of sweat on Mo Ye's forehead slowly dripped down his cheeks, fell into Qi Huan's 'chest', and then sank into the snow-white futon along the beautiful lines.

The supreme pleasure that had accumulated to the street point dragged Qi Huan's consciousness away, and she could only see the handsome face that was almost distorted by pleasure in her eyes, and her body could only feel his brutal invasion. Her mind became more and more blurred, and she felt as if she was trapped in a whirlpool until she was destroyed

There was still no light in the room, and the shadows of the trees outside the window were reflected on it, like monsters with teeth and claws. Mo Ye lay on the 'bed', hugged Qi Huan, who was not wearing an inch of her body, and stroked her snow-white delicate and flawless back and forth with one hand, as if she was playing with the most precious treasure.

Qi Huan still didn't wake up in a deep sleep, and there was still a sweet ##不知道又做了什么美梦 on his sleeping little face.

In the room, only Mo Ye's steady heartbeat could be heard, and the faint breathing of the two entangled with each other.

Suddenly, there was the sound of a person's footsteps outside the room, "Bang bang." "The knock on the door wasn't too loud, but it was a bit abrupt in the silence of the night.

"Uh-huh......" Qi Huan, who was asleep, struggled to wake up, turned over and wanted to get out of Mo Ye's arms, but was hugged back by him again.

"Good, keep sleeping." Mo Ye whispered in Qi Huan's ear, Qi Huan rubbed his head against his 'chest', and fell asleep again.

The knock on the 'door' didn't continue to sound, Mo Ye paused, put Qi Huan on the 'bed' with a gentle movement, and pulled the quilt on the side to cover her. Then get out of bed, put on your clothes, and walk towards the door.

Mo Ye opened the 'door' and looked at Ming Hui with a hesitant face outside the 'door', his face 'pale' was calm. The 'door' of the room was closed, and the two stood facing each other, and Mo Ye had no intention of speaking.

"Teacher, junior brother......" Ming Hui looked at Mo Ye, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes. If he was not mistaken at that time, the person who fought against Mo Ye was an immortal, and the strength of that immortal was more than a step higher than that of the three old ancestors of the Qingyun Sect.

"Senior brother, what's the matter?"

"I don't know junior brother, can you do me a favor?" Minghui had anticipation in his eyes.

Mo Ye stared at Ming Hui for a long time before he said lightly, "In addition to the old Dao of the Lonely Cliff, there are only a few elders left in the Heavenly Dao Pavilion, if the senior brother can't even deal with them, I think it's better to forget it." That's all I can say, as for whether Ming Hui can seize the opportunity, it depends on what he thinks.

"Thank you, junior brother." Ming Hui is a smart person, of course he understands Mo Ye's point, although it is a little difficult to deal with the old Dao of the Lonely Cliff, but it is easier than dealing with the fairy beast.

At this moment, Ming Hui already understood that he and Mo Ye were not people at the same level at all. No matter why he appeared in the Miscellaneous Qingyun Sect or why he wanted to become his junior disciple, none of this had anything to do with him.

After sending Ming Hui away, Mo Ye stood at the 'door' and thought about it, and did not immediately return to the house, but turned around and walked towards the foreign affairs room of the Tiandao Pavilion.

Now that it was past the time to eat, the disciples of foreign affairs had already left the room, but the lights were still bright inside. Mo Ye walked in steadily, and was not surprised to see a certain ball fox lying on the table.

"How's the recovery?" Mo Ye pulled the little fox by the tail and picked him up, looked him up and down, and then threw it back on the table.

The little fox's round body jumped on the table several times before he finally stabilized his balance, and his little face was full of grievances, which was too much, bullying him for his small size. "Fortunately, the 'flesh' body has recovered."

Although he also knew in his heart that Mo Ye had spent time on him to look at the spiritual objects of heaven and earth, just for Qi Huan, the little fox was still very 'excited' by Mo Ye.

After Qi Huan's death, a wisp of his soul wandered in the underworld for too long, and the demonic energy in his body had basically been dissipated.

Using heaven and earth spiritual objects to cultivate the 'flesh' body, such an extravagant method, no mortal person would dare to use it.

Just to make Qi Huan happy, Mo Ye was able to do this, even if he had been angry with Mo Ye in his heart and caused Qi Huan to commit suicide, but now he has begun to slowly let go. This man really loves Qi Huan, it's just that the two of them keep missing it.

It's like, he's with him. I heard that he is now a heavenly general in the fairy world...... After such a long time, I'm afraid I've forgotten about him a long time ago.

"Well, if you think it's almost there, go to the fairy world to find him."

"......" The little fox glanced at Mo Ye angrily, didn't he just dislike him as a light bulb, as for pushing him out so impatiently. And his cultivation went to the fairy world, and it wasn't that he didn't want to live.

"He's still looking for you." After saying this, Mo Ye left the room with a basket of food.

Leaving the little fox lying on the table in a daze.

"Awake?" When I opened the door, it was still dark in the room, but Mo Ye could feel the burning gaze.

Wrong, it's a vicious gaze. I opened the box on the table where the pearl of the night was placed, and in an instant, every corner of the room was sprinkled with a soft light.

"Hmph." Qi Huan lay lazily in the warm quilt, without any intention of moving his body. The little head rests on the bare arm, and there are still bruised 'kiss' marks on it, as well as finger prints left by Mo Ye's uncontrollable strength.

"Get up and eat?" Mo Ye smiled and put the food in the basket on the table, and then walked towards the bed.

"If you don't eat, I'm going on a hunger strike." Seeing Mo Ye coming over, Qi Huan retracted directly into the quilt.