The first time she experienced such an experience, the first time she felt such a mastery, Rust even really felt that her gaze was beginning to blur this time, she seemed to be unable to distinguish where she was, and she couldn't find where Liu Mengchao really was.

Blood was drumming from her neck, as if the liquid was constantly flowing from the lower half of her body, with a hint of obscenity and dampness, which reminded people of one lazy afternoon after another, the large and neat beds, and the beautiful and delicate bodies lying on the white sheets.

It's been an experience like never before, and it's been a joy like never before. Rust wanted to sing loudly, and even wanted to grab Liu Mengchao's head and stuff it into his most delicate organ. She seems to have been sublimated at this moment, and she seems to have found her value at this moment.

The joyful time is reflected in the loss of life, the blood is slowly flowing from his neck, and he can feel that life is passing away little by little, mercilessly, cold, but as the desire in his body rises, it all seems to bring heat again. Alternating between hot and cold, an unprecedented sensation, as if it contracted and expanded violently, it made people want to scream and then pray heartily.

It's just that Rust's moaning is getting quieter and quieter, as if he has slowly exhausted his strength and turned into a limp body. She can feel the heat draining from her body little by little, and she can also feel the heat gathering little by little in her lower body. She could feel the fluid called blood on her neck slowly flowing, wetting her plump twin peaks, and she could also feel the liquid called pleasure flowing out of her lower body, wetting her already straight legs.

Finally, after an unknown amount of time, Rust gradually closed his eyes and began to breathe rhythmically. Her upper body had already been completely submerged in red blood, and her originally tight leather clothes were completely soaked with blood at this moment. Instead, the two cherry-like dots stand out even more, and if you listen carefully, you can also hear the sound of liquid ticking to the ground.

"Unprecedented enjoyment."

In the next second, Liu Mengchao's voice suddenly sounded in Rust's ears. The voice came in such a hurry that it was like a cuckoo standing outside the window, waking up the woman who had just had a good night, curled up on the white messy sheets.

Rust didn't open her eyes, even though the blood on her neck had stopped. She just stuck out her tongue and licked her lips carefully. His nose wrinkled slightly, as if greedily inhaling every inch of the damp and warm air in the air.

"Indeed."

Rust said slowly. She felt like she was lying in Liu Mengchao's arms, but she didn't feel it was true. This man named Liu Mengchao seems to have manipulated his facial features with alchemy, manipulating everything he can see.

The front is the back, the back is the front, the wall is behind the path, and after the path is the cliff.

If you can't distinguish between the front and the back, the right and the left will give rise to fear in your heart. The body, which was supposed to never die, was mixed with fear at this moment, and suddenly felt the footsteps of the passage of life. Rust knew it in his heart. He originally planned to seduce Liu Mengchao and then kill this man when he was in a state of confusion.

But now...... It seems that he has seen a good show that he has seen very clearly, a good show that is embarrassing and constantly recalled.

"You can see through my heart. Know what I want? ”

Finally couldn't bear it anymore, Rust gently asked Liu Mengchao. She looks like a playful little girl, coquettishly playing with her lover, seeking more proof of love.

Liu Mengchao did not answer. He only raised his wrist slightly. With a slight lift of his left wrist, the Hidden Blade bounced out from under Liu Mengchao's wrist with a soft sound, and stood hard and straight.

Rust seemed to be able to sense what was coming. She squinted slightly, but she had already started to enjoy it first. I saw Liu Mengchao slowly reach out and slowly move up along Rust's plump and straight right leg with the cold Hidden Blade. Inch by inch of snow-white skin was slid by the cold and sharp Hidden Blade, and inch by inch rose pink appeared. This color was revealed through the snow-white skin, and it bloomed all the way on Rust's body along the movement of Liu Mengchao.

The flowers bloom all the way, it seems that the spring rain has come.

Slowly, Liu Mengchao's left hand stopped and rested on Rust's neck. It looked like a threat, but in Rust, it felt like a caress of the closest lover.

She narrowed her eyes in revelation.

"Who are you?"

Liu Mengchao's voice sounded in Rust's ears again, gentle and delicate, with indescribable warmth.

"Rust."

Rust said intoxicatedly, his plump lips rubbing unconsciously, and it seemed that a crystalline liquid poured out of it, filling every shallow, but fragrant furrow little by little.

"You...... It's a special person. ”

Liu Mengchao continued, his eyes narrowing slightly, and the corners of his mouth tilted upward. His words were so tender, like the exhausted caress of a lover on a damp, muddy sheet.

"Cyborg...... We are all people made by our fathers. But it's just me, I'm the only beautiful woman. Rust smiled and said slowly. Her face was not slender, but rather rounded with a hint of satisfaction. Such a woman can only be reminiscent of plump and erotic times.

Artificial humans?

Liu Mengchao's brows tufted slightly, and the smile on the corner of his mouth spread again.

"So...... Do you know the Philosopher's Stone? ”

As soon as Liu Mengchao's words fell, Rust seemed to have heard the funniest joke, and his eyebrows and eyes laughed, even with a hint of slapstick.

"We are the Philosopher's Stone."

This is Rust's answer, which makes Liu Mengchao confused, but he feels a little inexplicable. This state is so special, how can a person be a philosopher's stone, if Rust they are the philosopher's stone, then does it mean that they are completely composed of the philosopher's stone, as long as the philosopher's stone in the body is not destroyed, they will not die?

This was the first thought that popped into Liu Mengchao's heart.

He thought about it for a moment and decided to continue asking, for example......

"You were all created by your Father...... So how many of your brothers and sisters are there? ”

The words fluttered like a feather, and Rust turned around with a smile. I saw her hand with a black leather case gently covering Liu Mengchao's mouth, with a triumphant smile on her face.

"You don't want anyone to know, you just need to know me."

"You?"

"Lust." (To be continued......)