Ruan Mianmian was pressed on the bed and tossed and turned for three days and three nights.

Even if the monk's body is particularly enduring, he can't bear to toss so uncontrollably.

On the third day, she finally kicked Luo Fusheng in the face because she couldn't stand it anymore: "Are you enough?!" ”

Probably because he was full, he was in a very good mood at this time, and he didn't feel angry even if he was kicked in the face.

He took Ruan Mianmian's feet, put her feet in the palm of his hand and kneaded them, every part of her body was beautiful, even the toes, fair and round, like jade beads.

At this time, every inch of her body was covered with kiss marks, even her toes, which was simply heartbreaking.

Luo Fusheng was very satisfied with her current appearance.

Those kiss marks were deliberately left by him, representing the woman in his arms, from head to toe, even a strand of hair, belonged to him.

He scooped up Ruan Mianmian and hugged her tightly, kissed her already red and swollen lips, and a certain part of his body began to gather momentum again.

Ruan Mianmian suddenly became nervous.

She struggled desperately: "Can you temper yourself a little?" Aren't you afraid of kidney loss?! ”

Luo Fusheng chuckled in her ear: "Don't be afraid." ”

At this point, Ruan Mianmian had no choice but to give up her face and plead in a low voice: "I really can't do it anymore, I'm old, old arms and legs, please raise your noble hand and let me go." ”

Luo Fusheng's palm was attached to her thin waist and rubbed it gently: "Nonsense, Shizun is obviously still very young, not old at all." ”

Ruan Mianmian was rubbed by him so that goosebumps came out.

She grabbed his dishonest hand, pulled it away, and said word by word: "I'm tired now, I need to rest." ”

Luo Fusheng looked at her seriously, and indeed saw a thick tiredness in her eyes.

He reluctantly let go of her.

"Then you can sleep."

Nguyen Mianmian was like being pardoned.

She immediately grabbed the bedding that had already been ravaged and wrapped it around her body, and wrapped herself tightly from head to toe, so as not to give him another chance to have a big animal desire.

Who knew that Luo Fusheng actually turned into his original form on the spot, and his slender body turned into a huge demon dragon.

As soon as the dragon's tail hooked, Ruan Mianmian was wrapped up with the quilt.

Ruan Mianmian poked her head out of the quilt and found that she was actually caught by the dragon's tail, the long dragon body wrapped her tightly in a circle, the huge dragon head was on her body, and her cheeks were next to her.

All she had to do was reach out and touch his whiskers and horns.

This distance is too close, Ruan Mianmian is surrounded by the breath of the demon dragon, even if he just takes a breath, he can smell the snort sprayed by the demon dragon.

The dragon's blood-red eyes rolled and looked at her steadily.

Ruan Mianmian was numb when she saw it, and subconsciously shrank into the quilt.

After three days and three nights of exhaustion, she was so tired that it didn't take long for her to fall asleep.

I slept very deeply.

When she woke up, she found herself still cowered under the covers, surrounded by the breath of a demonic dragon.

She cautiously popped her head out of the bed and saw that the dragon was sleeping, his eyes closed and motionless, and he seemed to be sleeping deeply.

Ruan Mianmian stared at the dragon whiskers that were close at hand, and her hands were a little itchy.

"Sansan, I've never touched a dragon's beard."

No. 233: "Woman, I advise you not to die. ”

Ruan Mianmian: "Just touch it, anyway, he is asleep, he shouldn't be able to notice it, aren't you curious about what the dragon's whiskers feel like when they touch it?" ”

233 was silent for a moment.

To be honest, it's really curious!

Like Ruan Mianmian, it is a dirt bun, and he has never seen a dragon, let alone touched it.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and if they miss it, they may not have a chance to touch the dragon's beard again in the future.

No. 233 whispered, "Then be careful, don't be caught by him." ”

Ruan Mianmian quietly stretched out her hand while staring at the face of the demon dragon.

Fingertips gently hook the dragon's whiskers and hold.

Number 233 was particularly curious: "How does it feel?" ”

Ruan Mianmian praised while touching: "It's slippery, it's cool, it's very comfortable to touch!" ”

At this point, she was so engrossed in the touch that she didn't notice it at all, and the dragon's eyelids trembled.

Having touched the dragon's whiskers, she set her eyes on the dragon's horns again.

The shape of the dragon's horns is a bit like a deer's antlers, the tip of the horn is slanted back, and the whole body is jet black.

Ruan Mianmian blinked: "The dragon horn also looks very touchable." ”

Number 233: "Touch, touch!" Touch! ”

Ruan Mianmian glanced at the demon dragon and saw that he was still asleep, so he plucked up his courage again and reached out to touch the dragon's horns.

The moment his fingertips touched the dragon's horns, the dragon's eyelids trembled again.

It seemed to take a lot of effort for him to hold back from opening his eyes.

The dragon horn is quite thick, Ruan Mianmian can't hold it with one hand, and he has to work together with both hands to barely hold it, and there is a layer of fine black velvet on the surface of the dragon horn, like the finest velvet satin, which is slippery to the touch and particularly comfortable.

She couldn't help but touch and touch.

The dragon horn is an extremely sensitive part of the demon dragon, and it is being held in the hand at this time.

And the person who touched him was still the woman he had been thinking about for hundreds of years.

Luo Fusheng endured it again and again, and finally couldn't bear it at all.

He Huo Ran opened his eyes, revealing eyes as scarlet as blood, and his gaze locked on Ruan Mianmian.

Ruan Mianmian was taken aback.

It's too embarrassing to be caught red-handed by someone who sneaks into the dragon's horns.

She was so weak that she hurriedly retracted her paws, and her whole body was like an old turtle, and she was about to retract back into the bed.

However, Lofusheng did not give her this opportunity.

He bit the quilt directly, ripped it off, threw it to the ground, and then grabbed the back of her neck, and licked the tip of his tongue hard across her smooth back.

Ruan Mianmian had no clothes on her body, and when she licked her like this, she only felt that her scalp was numb, and her whole person was not good.

The back of the waist rubbed against a hard thing.

Ruan Mianmian immediately had an extremely bad premonition in her heart.

Should this guy be ......

As if to confirm her suspicions, the dragon began to approach her.

Her face turned pale and she struggled desperately: "Let go of me!" ”

The demon dragon wrapped around her tightly, not giving her room to dodge, and he took a strong stance that could not be refused......

In the end, Ruan Mianmian didn't know how she survived, anyway, her whole person was in a state of collapse at any time.

The monk's body has been tempered for many years, and its flexibility is far beyond that of ordinary people, even if she bears a size that she can't bear, she is still alive and well, and her body is not even a little scarred except for being too tired.

In contrast, the mental blow she suffered was far deeper than the physical one.

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