In front of the dining room, Xiahou Cheng stared intently at Yinyue, who was finally willing to let go of his lips, only to see that his sleek and fair face was surrounded by dark black anger, his light-colored eyebrows were tightly gathered, and the narrow phoenix eyes were faintly permeated with a thin layer of water.

"Xiahou descendant, you are sick in the brain, I am your second brother and I am angry to treat me like this!"

Yinyue ignored Xiahou Cheng's dark face while ignoring his angry voice, only to see him blink his beautiful eyes ignorantly, his pupils were sharply locked on Xiahou Cheng's bloodstained blood, and at this moment he was exuding a seductive fragrance red lips, especially the turmoil of Yihe, which felt like inviting him.

That's right! Yinyue reaffirmed in her heart that this was an invitation to him!

He has always refused to come and drink, and the red lips will feel soft and sweet......

"What? A weird look? Is there any treasure on my face? "Xiahou Cheng is not stupid, of course he noticed the focused eyes and expressions of someone opposite, since he woke up in the Witch Doctor Valley, it was already difficult to guess the person, and now it is even more difficult for people to guess his mind, so don't think about it, he doesn't know what the sixth is thinking.

Yinyue stared at Xiahou Cheng with an ignorant face, but in fact, his eyes were inlaid with an unknown meaning, and while he moved his steps slightly, he approached Xiahou Cheng who was standing opposite him.

The atmosphere was originally stuffy, but now Xiahou Cheng was stared at by his burning eyes, and even if he gasped for breath, he could still feel that there was a breath in his heart that wanted to come out but didn't come out, and he was really about to be suffocated!

"Why does Lao Tzu want to fan you when he sees your stuffy gourd now? What to see! Something to say! There's a fart! How smart do you think I am, you just look at me, can I guess what you're thinking? ”

Okay, Xiahou Cheng finally couldn't control his temper, for so long, seeing that he was sick and had been humbling him, but some people just gave him face, so now he doesn't give him face, do you really think that he Xiahou Cheng will be a cow and a horse without complaints?

If Yinyue hadn't lost most of his memories and hadn't forgotten that he was the ghost sect leader, maybe Xiahou Cheng would have died a long time ago when he said these words, but he didn't have those memories, and he didn't have the temperament of being high and not allowing others to be presumptuous.

Now he is very simple, so simple that his memory is only Xiahou Cheng alone, even if it is only him, but that memory is limited to the few days in the Witch Doctor Valley.

It is certain that if it weren't for Xiahou Cheng who stayed by his side and begged him to wake up in the few days when he was in a coma, maybe his memory didn't even have his existence, although Yinyue's brain occasionally flashed some memories that were strange to him, but those were completely forgotten by him, because as long as he thought about it, his head hurt when he was tired.

"Inexplicable!" Xiahou Cheng, who was oppressed by the suppressed qi, was about to suffocate, and for Yinyue, who was only looking at him and not speaking, he chose to give him a fierce look, and then left.

Here, Xiahou Chengyin just turned his back to Yinyue, Yinyue's slender fingers tightly grasped his shirt, and while secretly exerting his strength, he turned his body over, and his delicate face was an unimaginable serious expression.

Xiahou Cheng just frowned and didn't speak, he really had nothing to say about this kind of stuffy gourd, anyway, he would always make some unbelievable actions inexplicably, which he was used to, but the seriousness on his face made him a little sluggish, after all, this guy rarely showed such an expression except for eating and sleeping and causing trouble.

To be precise, this is the first time they have seen this during this time together.

"Very sweet......" scorching and compelling breath, full of ambiguous and warm tongue tips, gently stained with wet and slippery saliva, ** licking Xiahou Cheng's red lower lip.

The soft touch between his lips made Xiahou Cheng stay in place, staring at Yinyue's unchanged face, to be honest, at the moment when his lips met, Xiahou Cheng felt his burning breath, and at that time, the heart of his chest cavity inexplicably skipped a beat, and then it was 'plopped' and beating.

"Bastard! What are you doing! ”

Even though Xiahou Cheng yelled at Yinyue like this, his confused heart was still getting closer to him little by little, just like his body at the moment, he couldn't help but want to get close to him and taste his taste again.

With a charm. The coquettish kiss of the beautiful color fell on Yinyue's thin lips without Xiahou Cheng's control, because of his movements, Yinyue stagnated, but this did not make Xiahou Cheng retreat in the slightest, but made him more bold to probe into his mouth, and invaded the territory belonging to his younger brother without any scruples.

Yinyue was dumbfounded and didn't resist, allowing Xiahou Cheng's provocative tongue to do whatever he wanted in his mouth, and from time to time his tongue was colored. When the wolf caught the pain, he would pinch Xiahou Cheng's waist fiercely.

It's not the first time that Xiahou Cheng has kissed him, to be honest, every time he tells himself not to take it seriously, but the most vivid memory is the picture of kissing him, maybe it's a taboo problem, maybe it's a problem that each other is a man, in short, he feels that the mouth of the sixth child is sweeter than the mouth of any woman he has ever eaten.

The stirring tongue danced passionately in Yinyue's mouth, and the silver silk brought out was ambiguously poured out**, and the rapid panting and paralyzing body made Xiahou Cheng's half-squinted eyes flash with a slight smile, soft and soft and delicate The sixth man who was panting and panting, he hadn't seen it yet.

But he was humiliated by his fingers once under his body, and now he took the initiative to send it to the door while his memory was incomplete, do he want to repay the insult he took that time? Thinking about Xiahou Cheng's body, he couldn't help but get excited.

kissing his lips and touching his body, Xiahou Cheng's brain was still reverie about what kind of blood-spurting scene it would be when the sixth child shook his body hard and begged him to exert himself.

Bed. Shangfu Xiahou Cheng can be regarded as a veteran of kung fu, if the sixth child does not resist tonight, he will love him very, very skillfully and gently, let him know how powerful he is.

With his lips separated, Xiahou Cheng changed his direction and lay down in Yinyue's ear, stretched out his tongue to lightly add his delicate earlobe, and whispered softly: "Six...... Tired or not...... Go back to the room with the second brother......"

Saying such things, I don't know if Xiahou Cheng is sober at the moment, and now it is his sixth brother who is being held in his arms, not a casual prostitute or a little girl.

After all, touching him is not so easy to end.