Under the strong sensory stimulation, the saintess finally fainted, but she refused to admit defeat, how could Jiang Xiaoman let her go with confidence, replenish her vitality, and wake her up, the saint looked at him hatefully, and her voice was hoarse: "I'm going to kill you." ”

Yes, still not admitting defeat, Jiang Xiaoman continued to start the happy and difficult journey of conquest, but the impact of this intensity, coupled with the stubborn eyes of the saint, a strange stimulation made him roar and couldn't help it...... The saint looked at him panting, and even showed a mocking smile: "That's it, I thought you were so powerful." ”

Jiang Xiaoman was suddenly furious, this is simply the biggest humiliation to a man, snorted coldly and held her face, kissed her domineeringly and rudely, and walked towards the room of the side hall in the slightly frightened eyes of the saint, the room was filled with a faint fragrance, the same fragrance as the saint's body, it seemed that this was her room, gently put her flat on the bed, and pounced on her as a hungry wolf...... The saint fell into a coma after a wave of turbulent waves, and then was stimulated to wake up again, and fell into a coma again......

Twelve messengers of fate were guarding the outer hall, and in the blink of an eye, seven days had passed, and one messenger of fate frowned and said, "Why haven't the Holy Maiden and the Holy Son come out yet?

"Would you like to go in and have a look?" another messenger of fate also frowned and asked for everyone's opinion.

"The Holy Maiden asked us to guard the outer hall, there must be something important to discuss with the Holy Son, will it be inappropriate for us to disturb rashly?"

"What needs to be discussed for so long?"

"The saint screamed that day, I always thought that something was wrong?"

"Oh, what can happen? Didn't we ask? The saint said it was all right, just let us stay in the outer hall and not let people approach. ”

"It's good to stay here honestly, otherwise who can bear the wrath of the Holy Maiden. ”

...... A group of fate messengers can only honestly guard outside the door, but they don't know that Jiang Xiaoman is so tired that he is about to collapse at this moment, it's been seven days, this girl is really stubborn enough, I don't know how many times I've been in a coma, as long as I wake up, I gritted my teeth and shouted to kill him, which made Jiang Xiaoman feel deeply powerless, he roared angrily and sprayed the essence of life again, this kind of thing is really a high-intensity battle, he is now sore and has a sore back, and he just wants to fall asleep.

Forget it, let's die, the peony flower is also a ghost, he doesn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, for the first time in seven days, he left the body of the saint and fell asleep, but he didn't know that at this time, the saint's eyes were full of complicated colors when she looked at him, and the hateful thing in her body made her hate, but that sense of fullness made her obsessed, and as soon as she left at this moment, she had a thick sense of loss.

She sighed in her heart, sooner or later, everyone will be your person, as for this, can't wait? I don't know at all that I pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, looking at her bruised skin, she has a feeling of wanting to cry without tears, what about the good reserve? What about me and me? What about the good flowers before the moon? Why didn't he have any romantic feelings at all, he was simply rude and savagely took away his body by this guy, and what did he become in his heart? Is it a tool for venting?

The saint felt sorry for herself for a long time, looking at Jiang Xiaoman's tired sleeping face, the corners of her mouth curved a little arc, this guy is like a demon beast, I thought you didn't know tiredness? A sly smile flashed in her eyes, she lightly raised Jiang Xiaoman's arm, and carefully got into his arms, so warm chest, he will be his own man in the future, thinking of this, his face flushed, but the corners of his mouth hooked a trace of sweet arc, put his hand on his slender waist, closed his eyes and fell asleep comfortably.

This sleep is three days, in the anxious waiting of the messengers of fate, Jiang Xiaoman opened his eyes in a daze, and tried to recall for a long time before remembering his situation, he felt a pang in his heart, he would not die, but then he felt the soft and warm fragrance in his arms, his hand did not know when to climb on a certain softness, he subconsciously pinched, and the weak little beast suddenly raised his head with a roar.

Seeing that the saint was as well-behaved as a kitten, sleeping so sweetly in her arms, and with a sweet smile on her beautiful face, he was a little hesitant to continue to conquer her, gently moved her legs pressed against him, and looked at the shocking blue and red marks on her snow-white skin...... A trace of guilt rose in his heart, and he stretched out his hand with pity, constantly helping her heal with his vitality.

The saint was awakened by a tingling itch, felt that she had trembled under his touch, and suddenly sighed in shame, clamped her legs, put the pillow on her face and did not dare to look at him, Jiang Xiaoman's heart was overjoyed, this little wild cat seemed to have been conquered by herself, seeing that her neck as white as a swan had been covered with red clouds, her weak and boneless waist was constantly twisting under her own touch, and her breathing became short, and her index finger suddenly moved......

It's another round of war, but without the initial rudeness and wildness, Jiang Xiaoman conquered her carefully and gently, and the saint felt a hint of sweetness in her heart, hum, this guy didn't know how to be gentle, but it seemed to be rougher and more exciting, she blushed and thought......

When the war is always over, the saint lay gently in his arms, unconsciously drawing circles on his chest, making his heart itch: "Big villain, why are you so bold, you are not afraid that I will kill you?"

Jiang Xiaoman, who has read countless women, is naturally not as ignorant as a young man, and knows that he has to say some sweet words at this time: "At first, I just wanted to tease you, uncover your veil, and see if the holy you match your appearance, but I didn't expect to take it off easily, when I saw your appearance, I was deeply fascinated by you, you are so beautiful, the beauty makes me out of control, at that time I thought that this woman must belong to me, so I couldn't help but be impulsive." ”

"Am I really beautiful?" the saint had a flushed face, her eyes were full of happy smiles, and she felt sweet in her heart.

"Of course, you are so beautiful, the moon is so beautiful, the moon is shy of flowers, the fish and geese are sunk, the country is overwhelmed, and the beauty is stunning, these can't describe your beauty, and the beauty makes me lose my mind. Jiang Xiaoman nodded solemnly, and did not hesitate to praise his words.

The saint's happy eyes were bent into crescents, and her fingers poked his chest: "For the sake of you being obsessed with me, this saint will not pursue your offense." ”

"The great kindness of the saint's wife, I can only be a cow and a horse in my life, and I will repay you with my own promise!" Jiang Xiaoman said gratefully, but his big hand quietly climbed the saint's peak, gently teasing.

The saint smacked off his hand in disgust: "Villain, you know how to bully others, don't mess around, let's get down to business!"

"You say, I'll listen. Jiang Xiaoman persevered to climb to the peak, after the saint girl obstructed him several times to no avail, he could only let him be light, and he was still a little proud in his heart, this saint's chest was still very big, and there was a shape, no wonder he was infatuated: "Do you believe in fate?"

"I believe that it is fate that arranges us to meet, and it is fate that arranges us to be together. In this case, Jiang Xiaoman will come with his mouth open, and he will not have to pay taxes anyway.

The saint stared at him in surprise: "You also sensed the guidance of fate?"

Nima, what's the situation? Jiang Xiaoman's heart moved, and he flickered: "Yes, are you too?"

"It turns out that you also have the guidance of fate, it seems that this is really the arrangement of fate, and you are destined to become my man. "The saint is pious and happy.

Jiang Xiaoman felt that there seemed to be something wrong with it, and hurriedly opened the mental force field, but then he found that he couldn't spy on the mind of the saintess, and a mysterious power blocked the power of the heart, which made him feel horrified, this was the first time that the heart force field failed, and his eyes rolled: "Tell me how you sensed the guidance of fate." ”

The saint's eyes showed a look of remembrance: " It was many years ago, I was an ordinary monk in the heavenly realm, living by hunting demon beasts, when I went out hunting, I met a powerful demon beast, I was not its opponent at all, I could only flee in a hurry, just when I was about to be caught up by the demon beast, a city suddenly appeared in front of me, the breath of the city was terrible, the demon beasts did not dare to go in, I had no way to survive before I went in, it was very big, the ground was full of blood-red land, terrible plants, terrible snowfields, terrible deserts, terrible forests... ...”