Chapter 31 Eyebrows flickered

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"Silver thief, I'm going to kill you. Leng Yuewu's eyes were angry to the extreme, as if she wanted to burst out and kill someone. But it seemed that her heart was weak, and the intertwining of the two toxins invaded, making her trembling hand unable to even hold the sword. There was a ding, and it fell.

Lei Qing seemed to be taken aback, but when he saw this, he laughed: "The dignified and cold palace master, how many idols that are extremely admired in the hearts of the strong have fallen to this point. It's also good luck for me Lei Jiu. With that, a pair of thieves began to grab Leng Yuewu's crisp breasts with bad intentions. At the same time, for the sake of safety, he squeezed his eyes at Leng Yuewu again. I hope she will actively cooperate, and don't really burst into a sword and cut herself off.

At this time, Lei Qing's heart was also tightened to the extreme, not only to prevent the Cold Moon Dance from getting out of control, but also to guard against Situ Nan's movements at any time. Judging by the man's surname and Situ Nan's lustfulness, it is absolutely impossible for him to really let himself enjoy this soup.

"Whoa, silver thief, you must not die well. Leng Yuewu struggled twice, but her delicate body softened. The grief and anger in his eyes seemed to burn to the extreme, and he spat at Lei Qing's face.

This mouthful, accurate and ruthless, directly smacked on the corner of Lei Qing's mouth. Lei Qing scolded secretly in his heart, acting is acting, you don't have to be so ruthless, right? Secretly screaming again, Situ Nan, Situ Nan, you old boy is too cautious, right? Hurry up and stop.

However, Situ Nan laughed out loud instead: "Little brother, it's not shallow." The head soup of the cold palace master is not something that anyone can drink, so don't enjoy it quickly. ”

Seeing that he didn't stop, Lei Qing had no choice but to continue, licking the saliva at the corner of his mouth, revealing an extremely obscene and enjoyable expression: "Tsk, the cold fairy's fairy saliva is not enjoyed by everyone, it is really different from ordinary women, I said cold fairy, are you already impatient?" The pair of bulging breasts under the white clothes, although it really made Lei Qing salivate, there was a strong urge to touch it desperately.

But Lei Qing knew that the crisp breasts of the cold palace master were not so easy to touch. Once she does it, let's not say whether she will turn her face immediately. But even if everyone survives, the rumored cold and domineering Leng Yue Dance will definitely settle accounts with his own autumn queen. His body is weak, but he can't withstand her ravage.

Let's use undressing to increase the in-depth plot to reduce Situ Nan's suspicions. Thinking of this, Lei Qing smiled silverly: "Little girl, don't worry, your Ninth Young Master Lei will send you to Bliss soon." He took off his wolf skin jacket, revealing his somewhat worn but intact rhino skin soft armor after being treated by Zuo Qianqian.

To say that Lei Qing's image is really good, a young man from Twenty Lang, with a handsome face, a long sword hanging from his waist, plus a carefully selected rhino skin soft armor that pays special attention to good-looking, sets off his heroic temperament. Of course, before him, this picture still had some creamy noodles with oily hair and flour. It's just that after a lot of experience and being hunted down, his temperament has become a little mature and vicissitudes, and the various sword marks and claw marks dense on the leather armor have added a few points of charm to him.

Situ Nan, who was not far away, looked at Lei Qing's heroic and handsome appearance, and he was also jealous and scolded in his heart. God is really unfair, why did this kid grow up in a noble family, and he was handsome and young, and his demeanor was chic. And he has suffered a lot since he was a child, he is full of hunger, and he is often disliked because he is not good-looking, and he can't even beg for food.

If his words were heard by Lei Qing, he would definitely laugh, you are too humble, why don't you look good?

Even the palace master of Lian Leng, after seeing Lei Qing's good appearance and temperament, the anger in his eyes also dissipated slightly. Even with that touch of spring, it is much stronger. It's not that she's a nymphomaniac. It's just that Lei Qing's handsome appearance did alleviate her disgust a lot. At the same time, the suppression of toxins is gradually getting out of control.

Lei Qing was scolding, Situ Nan, Situ Nan, you old thief don't really have any special habits, right? Or you can't do it yourself? Why don't you stop.

In desperation, Lei Qing had to take it off again. took off the rhino leather armor and obscene clothes, directly exposing the upper body. The long-term exercise has made his figure look perfect. The hideous scars washed away the only immature creamy feeling he had. It leaves the impression of masculinity that has been honed through many life and death tribulations.

"No matter, settle accounts after the autumn, settle accounts after the autumn, and die if you die. Lei Qing decided to be ruthless, and after giving Leng Yuewu a look, he began to smile and lean closer: "Little girl, your Young Master Lei Jiu is here." He rushed forward directly and hugged Leng Yuewu's delicate body.

Warm and soft hug.

Her dusty goddess temperament, coupled with her unattainable identity, can only look up. Under this hug, the faint body fragrance came to the nose. Lei Qing, who had not known the taste of women for a long time, was also in the blood gushing, and when he enjoyed such a stimulating feeling, his breathing couldn't help but be short and heavy. Desire~ Under Wangbo's hair, there was an urge to tear her white shirt and white skirt, press her under her body and ravage it fiercely.

Fortunately, there is still Situ Nan watching from the side, and if he really does too much, the goddess with a beautiful temperament in her arms is afraid that she will kill herself with a sword.

"咛~嘤"

Although Cold Moon Dance had struggled to resist the toxins for a long time, those powerful silver poisons still invaded her veins in the slightest. It's just that she has been struggling to resist with her pure ice fighting spirit and strong willpower.

The feeling that Lei Qing gave her was completely different from Situ Nan, who was obscene and difficult to see the extreme. Young, handsome, and full of masculine health. Even if it is ordinary, it will more or less make some women feel good, and maybe there will be some charming reverie.

Now, those silver poisons have gradually engulfed her will, affected her physiology, and inspired the ** she has been frozen. was hugged by Lei Qing, who was full of masculinity with a male surname, and the ** who was desperately controlled, was also a sign of some embankment breakage. In those pair of autumn-like eyes, the resistance has become weaker and weaker, and there is a faint spring tide flooding. Driven by instinct, he actually snuggled into Lei Qing's arms.

Lei Qing was a little dumbfounded, this, I'm afraid that this Cold Moon Dance is really a little uncontrollable Silver Poison, and if it doesn't work out, it will be faked. In normal times, Lei Qing didn't mind going to Wushan with such a goddess-like woman.

But what is the situation now? Situ Nan is watching from the sidelines, and his life is hanging by a thread. Fortunately, Lei Qing is not the kind of untrained chick, and he still has some self-control over this kind of thing. Biting his tongue, he cleared himself up. At the same time, he kissed Leng Yuewu's ear with an evil smile, but he leaned next to her earlobe and said in a very low voice: "Leng senior, calm down, self-control." ”

This sentence shocked Leng Yuewu's delicate body, and her eyes were slightly sober, revealing a sense of shame. The self just now was really almost devoured by **.

"Pretending to moan and tremble. ”

Lei Qing whispered again.

"Well, huh~" Leng Yuewu heard this, and from the depths of her throat, she let out a coquettish moan, and her delicate body writhed slightly and trembled. In fact, I'm afraid only she knows that she is really not pretending. The earlobe was so sensitive, it was whispered by him, and his breath was blowing.

Situ Nan was not far away, and when he saw the extremely tempting scene of Leng Yuewu, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva. At the same time, he sighed that this kid from the Lei family is also a good hand at playing with women. I found the weakness of Cold Moon Dance so quickly.

However, from this point of view, Leng Yue Dance may really have no power to resist. Otherwise, with her unapproachable behavior style, how could she allow a man to be so frivolous when she was sober and still had combat effectiveness?

Situ Nan, who is old and cunning, finally couldn't hold it anymore, can't he really ask this kid to eat soup, right?

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