Bai Jin's fingers swept across Zhang Ji's neck, and the fine and warm breath hit Zhang Ji's exposed shoulder, causing Zhang Ji to tremble.

Zhang Ji turned his head slightly sideways to look at Bai Jin, as if he wanted to say something, but saw that Bai Jin's lips were already next to his ear, and whispered in a hoarse and seductive royal sister's voice: "Little guy, be obedient~"

Feeling the cold feeling coming from his waist and abdomen, Zhang Ji's cold hair stood on end and closed his mouth. Seeing this, Bai Jin showed a triumphant smile, stretched out his right hand, and slowly drew a circle on Zhang Ji's chest, along his delicate and perfect side face, all the way down, landing on his closed lips.

The jade onion finger suddenly invaded, and the dexterous fingers grabbed Zhang Ji's spirit snake.

"My sister likes you very much, if you have any more thoughts of resisting, my sister will be rude."

Bai Jin lay on Zhang Ji's body, like a snake demon wrapped around a man trying to absorb yang energy.

This snake demon turned into a beautiful snake, one leg knelt between Zhang Ji's legs, and the weight of the whole person was almost hung on Zhang Ji's body, clasped Zhang Ji's ten fingers, clasped his hands on his head, and slowly lowered his head to look at Zhang Ji.

Bai Jin's delicate face, which can be called a disaster for the country and the people, quickly enlarged in Zhang Ji's pupils, but Zhang Ji, who was crushed by Bai Jin in terms of force value, could only let her grab that touch of warmth and softness that was already red and swollen.

As the Adam's apple rolled gently, Zhang Ji was forced to swallow a trace of the breath that belonged to Bai Jin.

"That's good."

Bai Jin looked at Zhang Ji, who took the initiative to swallow, and adjusted some sitting postures.

Zamabu, how many years has it been since you practiced this most basic martial art?

As the saying goes: If you don't practice martial arts, you will be empty when you get old; If you don't practice your waist, your skills are not high after all.

But for people in Bai Jin's realm, there is no need to practice this most basic martial art, and the flexibility of her waist and the strength contained in it are no less than those disciples of the Armor Sect.

However, Bai Jin didn't expect that the flexibility and strength of the waist would still have such a use.

"Little guy~" Bai Jin whispered softly in Zhang Ji's ear, like a dusty woman who had led an innocent teenager astray, "Sister is going to start enjoying your delicious dish." ”

Zhang Ji glanced at Bai Jin a little weakly and helplessly, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and he nodded slightly.

But Bai Jin didn't seem to be satisfied with Zhang Ji's answer.

What she wants is not this silent answer, but for Zhang Ji to say it in person, saying that she is invited to enjoy herself to the fullest.

Bai Jin stretched out her jade onion finger, gently hooked Zhang Ji's chin, and forced Zhang Ji to look at her, a touch of domineering and strong flashed in her blood-red eyes.

"Sister still respects your wishes, let's say, can my sister enjoy you?"

Bai Jin swallowed his burning breath, and the breath between the words made Zhang Ji feel itchy, but his hands were firmly controlled by Bai Jin, and he couldn't stop the itch for himself at all.

"Is that okay?"

Bai Jin's patience seemed to have been almost worn out by Zhang Ji, and he gently bit Zhang Ji's Adam's apple.

The wound that had just healed and still had a shallow scar was torn open by the pair of tiger teeth again, and the blood entered the throat to soften and moisten the glycol.

The delicate and moist five fingers are put together, and the cold jade onion fingers touch with a touch of heat, as if to aim in order to hit the bull's-eye.

"Yes...... In order to...... Is it? ”

Bai Jin slightly increased the strength in his hand, slowly rubbing, but he just didn't make the next move, and said word by word, it looked like an inquiry, but in fact, he was forcing Zhang Ji to speak.

Zhang Ji found that he was wrong, just like misestimating the purple girl, he misestimated Bai Jin.

There are very few women who practice martial arts and can break through the grandmaster, and Bai Jin has already touched the threshold of the realm of the unity of heaven and man, and in this long history, she can definitely be regarded as a rare woman.

From the initial pure use of force to make Zhang Ji submit, he gradually began to exert both physical and mental pressure and torture on Zhang Ji.

Zhang Ji opened his mouth, but did not speak.

Those words, for a man, are a little shameful after all.

It's obviously out of desire to get along, why do you play so many tricks?

But Bai Jin didn't buy it at all, this was her first man, and he would be the only one.

Although she knew that this man had been enjoyed by many women, at least she wanted this moment, and Zhang Ji wanted to belong to her both physically and mentally...... No!

It's surrender to her!

"Yes...... ......"

Zhang Ji turned his head and spit out two words in a thin voice, although he was answering, it seemed to be begging for mercy.

A smug smile appeared on Bai Jin's face, but it was accompanied by a thick cunning.

"What can be?"

Bai Jin asked relentlessly, and maintained a state of passing through the door three times without entering, and continued to tease and seduc, or force Zhang Ji to say that sentence, which could show that Zhang Ji had surrendered under her pomegranate skirt at this moment.

"Yes...... You can enjoy ...... Enjoy...... I ......"

Zhang Ji almost trembled and spit out these words intermittently, with a hint of pleading in his eyes, begging Bai Jin not to torture him like this anymore.

But Bai Jin was still not satisfied, because Zhang Ji's words lacked a title.

"Who can enjoy you? Or, little one, who do you want to enjoy you? ”

Zhang Ji can say this to anyone, so she must add Bai Jin a title.

The dark light in Zhang Ji's eyes flowed slightly, and he shook his head gently.

He is willing to cooperate with Bai Jin's performance to come to such a ridiculous farce, but this woman with a bit of a sick temperament is a little too greedy.

"Remember what I said earlier?" Zhang Ji spit out a mouthful of scorching air slightly, hit Bai Jin's ear, and said in a low voice: "If you can eat me dry and wipe it clean, I will use it as a hot weapon for you~"

"Look like this...... I seem to be going to be completely eaten by you until there is not a drop left, so ......"

Zhang Ji gently bit Bai Jin's petite and delicate earlobe, and his mouth was slightly cool: "You can enjoy me to your heart's content~"

"It's okay to use it as a hot weapon~"

"Lord~Man~"

In an instant, with the last two words of Zhang Ji, Bai Jin's body trembled slightly, as if an electric current instantly passed through the meridians of her body.

As if noticing a trace of anger circulating in Bai Jin's blood-red eyes, Zhang Ji put it on Bai Jin's ear and added another fire and a bundle of firewood.

"It's a pity that you're not the first woman I've ever cooperated with to make a gesture of submission."

"Strictly speaking, that good niece of yours Tidal is."

Zhang Ji's sense of revenge is very strong, for a greedy woman like Bai Jin, he shows a stubborn side that has never been revealed in front of anyone, and just now a fire was poured on a bucket of liquid, as if to extinguish Bai Jin's fire.

"However, this is the first time I have said the word 'master'."

"I don't know if you like it or not?"

The bucket that Zhang Ji poured on the flames was obviously not water used to extinguish the fire, but a bucket of kerosene.

"I~of~White~Jin~Lord~People~"

As Zhang Ji's last six words came out of his throat, Zhang Ji couldn't say half a word anymore.

The anger of a martial artist in the realm of the unity of heaven and man is terrifying, and it is unimaginable to ordinary people.

With his mouth gagged and facing an attack like a storm, even if Zhang Ji got a moment of respite, he just wanted to vent that indescribable pleasure through a low muffled hum.

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