Demon Venerable snorted, threw Mo Zishu on the bed, pressed up, and pinched Mo Zishu's chin: "It hurts." ”

"It's good to hurt you." Mo Zishu slapped away the hand of the Demon Venerable and kissed the Mozun's tear mole: "What are you doing again!"

If you do something good behind her back, you can't tell her!

"Everything I do, just want you to stay."

There was a storm brewing in the phoenix's eyes, and the Demon Zun's voice was hoarse, pinching Mo Zishu's neck, and kissing her beautiful red lips like a dragonfly.

Affectionate and precious, as if the girl he was looking at was the whole of his world, and he wouldn't let go of it.

"Okay." Mo Zishu muttered, and she also understood in her heart that the uneasiness of the Demon Venerable came from herself: "You go and change your clothes, let me see what you looked like when you were young." ”

Demon Venerable hesitated for a moment, his hand tightened a few more points, and even the surge of blood was transmitted to his hand without any mistake, as long as he used more force, the little fox in front of him who was as delicate as a flower would always belong to him.

Hold him in his arms all the time, he won't look at others, and he won't leave with some existence that he can't match.

Breathing gradually shortened, the Demon Venerable lowered his head, pursed his thin lips, and asked in a cold voice, "Want to see it so much?" ”

Annoying.

Mo Zishu had a headache, and the little overlord who was not afraid of heaven and earth felt powerless for the first time.

No matter how she promises or what she does, Qi Zixuan always doesn't believe her.

But after watching the rookie of the righteous path for a while, he began to rise from her love for clothes to her wanting to leave with the time to change clothes.

After she turned into a human form, Qi Zixuan's uneasiness deepened again.

"I'm here." Mo Zishu said softly, she pressed down the Demon Venerable and licked Qi Zixuan's earlobe: "I won't leave." Even if you change clothes through the screen, I won't leave half a step. ”

"If you're not at ease." Mo Zishu paused, the temperature on her face rose, and her long eyelashes trembled: "You can look at me and change your clothes." ”

"You know."

Demon Venerable couldn't believe it, his hands were weak, his breath was suffocating, and the little anticipation took root and sprouted, dispelling a little darkness.

"Hmm."

Don't you know, I've been with you for so long, and I've long figured out your thinking habits.

"I was originally a normal person, and this is not to hurt you alive to know your alternative ideas." The more Mo Zishu spoke, the more angry she became, and that little pity disappeared in an instant, she pushed away the Demon Venerable forcefully, sat up angrily, and leaned on the couch.

"Go change your clothes. If it's not good-looking, I'll ask you! ”

The girl's black hair is down, delicate and charming, and the glass-like fox eyes are picked, seducing the soul; Leaning on the couch at this moment, his eyebrows are sharp, and he pinched his fingers angrily to threaten, showing the coquettishness and dexterity unique to this age.

"Okay." The Demon Venerable lifted a trace of long ink-colored hair, and his spiritual power surged, easily cutting it off and putting it in his hand.

Then he got up, generously took off the expensive clothes outside, only the underwear remained, and with one hand removed the sandalwood screen embroidered with flowing water and mountains, and opened the wardrobe.

The man's waist is smooth and powerful, and the comfortable underwear exposes the strong muscles from time to time, and the whole body is heavy; Just by glimpsing, you can know that this is an extremely attractive high-ranking person

Mo Zishu's movements froze, her face turned red, she looked away with her heart, and reached out to pick up the jade jue that the man unloaded, the workmanship is very good, the material is rare in the world, and it is a rare treasure that she plays with on weekdays.

The treasures that many people can't get are indeed instruments for her to play with at will.

The whole white jade jue was carved with familiar animal patterns, and Mo Zishu thought back slightly, and found that whether it was on the robe of the Demon Venerable, or on the belt, or even on the long pillar of the Wuji Sect, and the jade crown worn by Wen Xiuya, they were all such lines.

Interestingly, is it a totem of faith?

"Yue, look at me."

Mo Zishu frowned and pondered, but was replaced by a different low, dumb and bewildering, exceptionally clear voice for sanity.

The woman looked up, and she couldn't take her eyes off it.