Jing Yiran, who lost three times, once again made an unspeakable voice and was forced to ...... from.

Lasts less than a moment......

[The most beautiful fun in this world is to gallop on the battlefield with your lover, congratulations to your dear baby for getting the first male god, getting the first five hundred points of halo value, and because of the outstanding performance, won the honorary title of "one point to cut the male god", congratulations to the baby has accumulated two, I hope to make persistent efforts, and then eight more to get unexpected surprises! 】

Joan was not surprised to hear the tone of the aura system.

Jing Yiran's face instantly darkened.

Joan chuckled in his ear, not at all surprised by his performance.

Jing Yiran's face darkened.

He endured being pressed under a woman, but this kind of thing about a man's dignity and ability can't be endured!

He turned over suddenly, and finally succeeded in pressing Qiao An under him, supporting his body expressionlessly, watching the woman bloom under him with his unique beauty, and the ruddy lips that had just been kissed, his heartstrings moved, and he lowered his head and kissed it.

Success proves that you can!

Jing Yiran didn't use his strength to double cultivate with Qiao An, as if he was avoiding something, but like two humans doing it in the most primitive way, hugging each other to the fullest, to enjoy the most primitive desire brought to them by the impact. Hope.

On the contrary, I gave birth to a different feeling, indulging in wave after wave......

……

After a day of fighting, Joan didn't feel tired, she took out a coat and draped it loosely over her body, leaned her back against the head of the bed, and sat lazily.

For the first time, I felt the benefit of being an immortal, that is, I was not tired no matter how much I exercised.

She turned her head slightly, and saw Jing Yi, who was lying on the bed, was a little distracted, his ink hair was scattered behind his head, his magnificent face was like a distant mountain in the fog, and he looked very good when he was in a daze, awkward like a tempered kitten, so she couldn't help but reach out, poked his face, and asked softly, "What's wrong?" ”

What's wrong?

In fact, Jing Yiran didn't know what was wrong with him, obviously when the woman didn't wake up yesterday, he said that he wanted to get rid of this feeling, but when the woman woke up, all his actions were slapping his face.

This feeling was really painful and happy, and he couldn't help but be depressed: "Did you give me ecstasy soup?" ”

Qiao An was stunned for a moment, then raised her eyebrows funny, and said, "Yes, what's the matter, you still want to kill me?" ”

Jing Yiran raised his eyes to look at Qiao An, stared at her face for a while, and then grabbed her waist and rested his head on her lap.

"Just drink it." It was as if he had resigned himself to his fate, and he followed his heart's desires. Looking, he closed his eyes and looked like he was being slaughtered, and completely gave up the struggle.

Joan chuckled, reaching out and stroking his back along his hair, like a cat.

Jing Yiran enjoyed it comfortably for a while, and then said, "You won't belong to this world forever, will you?" ”

Qiao An was stunned for a moment, and then stopped petting the cat, she thought for a while, and said, "Well, but you obviously have the strength to cross the tribulation, why are the meridians still so weak?" ”

The topic suddenly became more farther away, as if the topic had been deliberately diverted.

Jing Yiran felt it.

He didn't ask again, only said: "Because the demon refining body does not cultivate the meridians, I am a half-human and half-demon, and both sides have inherited it very well. ”

Qiao An nodded, and asked again, "Then why do you have to re-cultivate the meridians?" ”