Chapter 382: Fierce Love 3

From this moment on, she is truly her close lover.

He was recognized, accepted, and loved for this...... Deeply, deeply moved...... What lovely people.

No snow, no snow, no one in this world can compare to you.

After hundreds of thousands of years of waiting, finally, finally ...... I got my wish......

He was suddenly quick.

With unparalleled speed and passion, with a heat that mortals simply could not reach, again, once again, burned her soul into the air......

She shuddered and burst into tears.

He also shuddered suddenly, fiercely, fiercely, and then, holding her so hard that he could not move.

"No snow...... No snow ...... You call me by name...... You call me ......"

He liked it when she called him at this time, and he liked it when she spit out those two words clearly.

She certainly wouldn't let him down, low, murmuring, soft, like a lazy kitten.

"Wu Xian...... Wu Xian...... Hmph, Dark Lord......"

This "hum" is completely nasal, thick, slush, soft, deep......

He laughed, completely relieved.

Her jet-black hair swept across his lips, tickling, tender...... He gently bit her hair and clinged to her tightly, in a soul-to-soul way, feeling the satisfaction and comfort of no distance......

Between her neck, there was a faint fragrance.

For a long, long time, perhaps, since he was born with it, he had never received such good, so intense, so great happiness and comfort......

At this time, he suddenly smelled a breath.

The breath was unfamiliar, but he knew what it was.

It is the breath of the mature female creature, the breath of ovulation, and the breath of the female body, which is unique to women, and the large loss of the corpus luteum every month, and the overflow of estrogen into the body......

He trembled suddenly, and his powerful demonic heart became greedy like never before:

Oh, the lover in my arms is no longer the little fairy who was only 3,000 years old and has not grown up 700,000 years ago, nor is it the immature little girl in the deer park......

At that time, she was just an unripe peach, delicious and delicious, however, not reaching the top.

Now, she is a garden in her own right.

For the first time, he smelled a smell of mature motherhood in her...... This lovely person, she has really grown up, matured, and her rich and beautiful body is a fertile land, which can nourish flowers and plants, and towering trees...... Even, including a child.

"No snow...... No snow ...... I...... I wish there was a ......."

He slurred and didn't dare to say the word "child".

She was in extreme dizziness and didn't ask.

It was so much joy that she couldn't come back to her senses for a long, long time.

He was greedy, filling her up, very tight, and refusing to come out. Oh, child, child—in the millions of years of the Dark Lord, there hasn't been a child.

Never.

At this time, he had long forgotten about the Immortal Emperor, the Nine Heavens, and the dream of flying over the sun, definitely not for any other reason - just a simple desire to have a child. And it had to be her and his—the result of 700,000 years of lovesickness, the future he dreamed of. It is also a proof that she once loved him. It is the culmination of such joy today......