Yinchen trembled, his hands involuntarily stroked the delicate body that was close at hand, and all kinds of thoughts quickly flashed in his mind, but most of them had nothing to do with **** and filth. The idea of "so girls look like this here, different from boys......" is like the result of some kind of formula, which is "objectively" preserved in the depths of his consciousness, not at all like any other man who only thinks about all kinds of obscene postures. The girl named Fan'er continued to stir with Silver Dust, teasing him, making his body hotter and hotter, but she didn't know that her perfect body was turning into a teaching aid for Silver Dust to explore.

"Little brother is still the first brother!" the girl cried out happily, and the pink wind suddenly erupted, stirring the air and swirling extremely fast, and the layers of quilts seemed to be endowed with some form of life, automatically rolling up and wrapping the bodies of the two, gradually turning into a huge, soft ball, and then completely violating the laws of gravity, slowly spinning in mid-air. "Brother, don't shoot, the slave family won't hurt you, the slave family's body is the softest...... Hee-hee, the little brother's expression is so cute!" The girl's laughter came out of the quilt ball, with a hint of joy and innocence that really belonged to a thirteen-year-old girl, like Zhang Mengmeng, or like all girls in the world, in the face of cute things, fans couldn't help but like it from the bottom of their hearts.

"Little brother is so fun!"

"What is the little brother shy? The slave family is not shy even if it is a girl!

"Little brother, don't touch it!

"Little brother is angry, annoyed, then the slave family will make you a fun ......"

“......”

"Little brother, little brother, the slave family, let you see, the slave family's body can be softer!" Holding the hot body like silver dust and charcoals, the fan knows that the time is ripe, whether he can squeeze out the silver dust at one time, which is a rare Yuan Yang in the best furnace that maintains the child's body, depends on her Chu Fan'er's kung fu and whether she really arrives home.

Silver Dust, whose vision is completely obscured by the quilt, is full of only the girl with a pink halo in his eyes, and the intoxicating perfect body is tightly nestled in his arms, like the most mellow wine, which makes people forget the world outside of them. His skin was so soft and smooth, countless times smoother than the finest silk, and the breath she exhaled was so sweet that it was countless times more delicious than the most delicious imperial meal. Yinchen was rubbing every inch of the girl's skin a little selflessly, "studying" what was the difference between a girl and a boy, and was "playing" without knowing where he was, when suddenly a spirit woke up, and then completely sank in the next moment......

He was enveloped in something he had never felt before, something that he could not describe. He had never felt like that, never experienced that level of softness and warmth. At that moment, he really wished to sink into that wonderful feeling forever, and he really wished that the time of the whole world would be suspended, and he would be able to enjoy that feeling forever, and let him die, and he would stop, and he would be isolated from samsara.

"Little brother, is the slave family soft?...... " The girl's voice became more and more sultry, but Yinchen no longer had any ability to answer the question, and he completely sank into the wonderful feeling brought by the girl.

The ball of cotton quilt suddenly tightened and turned into a silkworm chrysalis, and then twitched frantically at high speed, and the girl's laughter became more and more crazy in this violent jolting and convulsions, and the soft voice gradually became hoarse, turning into ghostly laughter, and the pink cloud suddenly exploded, silently turning into a storm covering the sky.

"Little brother...... That's great...... Or is it the first brother......" The girl's words had become intermittent, and the crazy trembling in the quilt became more and more out of control......

[God knows how long it will take]

Silver came to his senses again, opened his eyes, and the pure silver pupils were still full of laziness and confusion in the first moment, and the next second they suddenly contracted, reflecting two cold cold lights. He didn't rush to get up, first carefully checked that the magic shield on his body was still there, and then deliberately stretched out lazily, decadently, and actually very comfortably.

The mental power has been restored to the best state, and the magic power has also returned, as long as he does not make mistakes, he should ...... No one can hurt him, right?

Yinchen thought so, but did not sit up, but lay back with confidence, he stretched out a pitch-black left hand, gently uncovered the quilt beside him, and looked at Fan'er's smooth porcelain-like body in a daze.

"Is this a girl? really...... It's beautiful. The unobstructed body made the blood of Yinchen's whole body rush up, and a pair of sterling silver pupils were also full of crimson appreciation, and some dirty thoughts turned in his mind, but he was finally suppressed by reason. Yinchen is not a saint, and he can't be as "noble and upright" as Megumi Yanagishita. He was able to resist the instinctive impulses of men, simply because there were not many impulses in his body anymore.

It was only at this time that he felt the fatigue of his body, it was a kind of exhaustion that frightened him, he had never felt it before, his head was clear, he was full of magic, but he couldn't exert his strength, and he might need another good sleep to recover.

In any case, he was an eleven-year-old boy at this time, and it was undoubtedly very hurtful to start tasting the taste of women at this age, not to mention that he was absorbed by the daughters of Yin Yang and Hezong.

Silver Dust didn't know that the gods on his body had saved him, otherwise he would not have been spared from turning into a dried corpse under the frantic writhing of the fans.

Silver Dust felt as useless as an old man on the verge of death at this time. After the initial madness and pleasure, there was only vigilance and fear left in his heart, the girl only "played" with him once, and then made him like this, he didn't dare to imagine that he would still have his life if he did it again.

He raised his hand, his fingertips shone a little bit of true red light, he wanted to use fire magic to kill Fan'er, and then escape from here, he knew that he couldn't stay any longer, he didn't dare to imagine what would happen if he fell into the hands of another "Fan'er", but looking at Fan'er's delicate body, Yinchen hesitated.

The feeling last night really made him unforgettable, he never seriously thought that the girl actually had such benefits, and the figure of Lin Xuanchen inevitably appeared in his mind, and that goose-yellow figure made him more and more longing. Silver Dust lowered his hand, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, blocking out all thoughts in his mind and concentrating on the situation in front of him. (To be continued.) )