Wen Sheng: "......."

She took a deep breath and had the immediate feeling of looking at a kindergarten child.

"Little Senior Sister."

Seeing that the expression on Wen Sheng's face was getting more and more exciting, Pei Yan screamed for the last time, and the hand that hooked Wen Sheng's little finger suddenly grabbed her wrist.

Wen Sheng was defenseless and was hugged by his waist and pressed against the bed.

The man's hair hung down the side of her face, brushing her cheeks. It's itchy and unbearable.

The distance between the two is extremely close.

She stared at those red eyes, and remembered what she had seen that day, the golden vertical tree.

"Little Senior Sister, what is our relationship?"

Pei Yan's hand stroked her side waist, causing a shudder.

Wen Sheng gritted his teeth and was about to moan. Moan in the mouth.

She looked up, and the man's face was expressionless, and he didn't even look at him with a trace of waves.

"It's... It's Senior Sister. ”

Three years ago, they made their hearts to each other, but it was not a formalized relationship.

For now......

Since he is called "Little Senior Sister", it is the same relationship.

"Oh?"

Wen Sheng said, looking at the corners of Pei Yan's mouth raised a cold arc.

He knelt at her waist and pinched her jaw with one hand, forcing her to lift her head.

"Senior sister."

He sneered, lowered his head, and took the girl's red lips in his mouth.

The scent of peach blossoms spreads, filling the air once more, filled with restless desire.

Wen Sheng's eyes widened, and she almost stopped thinking.

The lip flap was licked by the tip of the tongue, and he instinctively wanted to push Pei Yan away.

Her hands were clenched, and a slight resistance was exchanged for more powerful plunder.

Pei Yan's hand tightly supported the back of her neck.

There is no way back.

I don't know when the belt has been unfastened.

The tingling pleasure spreads from the lip flap to the fingertips.

"Pei Yan ......"

A hot kiss fell on the neck, all the way down.

She exclaimed softly, a hidden gasp in her tone.

Wen Sheng never knew that his voice could be like this... It made her blush.

"Senior sister."

Pei Yan's movements stopped for a moment.

As if in response to the sound of the voice, he called her.

Wen Sheng's heart beat faster.

Masters?

At times like this... What to call the exit!

"Don't... Don't call me Senior Sister. ”

Wen Sheng turned his face away, and his earlobes were red and dripping blood.

She always felt that this was the title......

It's weird.

After the sensible system let out a strange scream, he immediately locked himself in the small black room.

The tunic faded away, and the ties of the coat were scattered.

It was snow-white.

Pei Yan stopped at the delicate collarbone, and the sharp teeth were torn, leaving red marks.

He was distraught.

Blood agitation, is the familiar ......

Rut.

"Estrus?"

The girl below him asked.

The voice was so good, so soft and soft that her heart was numb when she heard it.

"Huh."

Pei Yan didn't answer, he took off his shirt, lowered his head and kissed Wen Sheng's lips again.

This man is to him.

Sure enough, it's different.

He is willing... Even longing to touch her.

The clothes on her body were getting less and less, her skin was close to each other, and the burning sensation was about to burn her.

"Pei Yan... You. ”

Wen Sheng grabbed Pei Yan's hand.

The temperature is also ridiculously high.

She looked at Pei Yan, and silver scales appeared at the end of her eyes.

"You ......."

She didn't know what to say.

Pei Yan couldn't help biting Wen Sheng's earlobe.

"Little Senior Sister, at this time..."

"Be silenced."

Wen Sheng was stunned.

She opened her eyes and stared blankly at the curtain to the side.

He also called her Little Senior Sister.

He wanted her.

Because he is in estrus.

Isn't it... Isn't it okay even if it's not her?

The atmosphere burst in an instant, her heart slowed down, and her heart began to sour.

The eye sockets are also sore.

It shouldn't be.

Her emotions are not so sensitive.

Obviously, she grew up in that environment since she was a child.

She has long been unable to perceive this emotion of grievance.

Today......

Wen Sheng clenched the disheveled clothes under him.

This is Pei Yan.

Her sweetheart.

She should be willing.

Wen Sheng said to himself in his heart.

A tear ran down his cheek and dripped down the corner of Pei Yan's lips.

Icy chilling.

Tearing the room full of spring light.

"You don't want to?"

Pei Yan's hand on Wen Sheng's side clenched into a fist, propped himself up, and lowered his eyes.

The girl's cheeks were still flushed, and her lips were watery.

It's so charming that you want to rub it into your arms.

It's just that those apricot eyes are slightly red.

Crystal clear tears hung in the corners of his eyes.

It was easy to see the sadness and grievances in his eyes.

Pei Yan's heart suddenly hurt.

Immediately afterwards, it was fine and dense, and it was all sour.

"Why not."

His voice was hoarse, low and full of desire.

They should be in this relationship.

He saw it.

Wen Sheng didn't know how to answer.

She should be willing.

But I always felt awkward in my heart.

For a moment, she couldn't answer.

A soft kiss fell on the corner of her eye, and after licking the tears from the corner of her eye, she suddenly got up, put on her robe, and strode away.

Pei Yan went crazy.

He couldn't even see the man's tears.

I was so flustered that my hands trembled.

Obviously, the desire for him to reach the top is difficult to relieve, and his instinct is unwilling to force her to do anything.

His wrist was grabbed.

Turning around, the girl knelt on the bed, her apricot eyes slightly open.

"You're going... Looking for someone else? ”

Wen Sheng asked.

She heard her voice tremble.

Like falling into an ice cave.

In fact...

She was only 19 years old.

In the long life of the monk, it was only a blink of an eye.

After all, some powers even retreat in 100 years.

She didn't have to hang herself from a tree with a crooked neck.

Pei Yan's face darkened, and he patiently did not shake off Wen Sheng's hand.

"Nope."

What a noble race the dragons are.

During estrus, go find some irrelevant people to match?

That's something that only lower creatures do.

Heard Pei Yan's words.

Wen Sheng let go.

The rather embarrassed figure quickly disappeared from her sight.

"Tsk."

Wen Sheng breathed a sigh of relief, his whole body was weak, and he turned around and rolled onto the bed.

I'm so tired.

She couldn't even fathom her own mind.

She doesn't reject his kisses, she doesn't reject his touches.

But I really hate those calm and waveless eyes.

It was as if she couldn't touch half of his emotions.

It's a lot of panic.

"System, I'm ... What's wrong? Wen Sheng muttered softly.

She didn't get a response.

Because the system is still in the little dark room.

On the other side, Pei Yan entered the cold pool, letting the biting cold water soothe his restless desires.

But when I close my eyes, it's still the same face.

Heavenly... Pitiful.

Pei Yan's breathing became a little heavier.

He put one hand on his eye, covering out the cold moonlight.

I don't understand.

He couldn't figure it out.

Why do you have feelings for a human race?

...

I still want to say that the short manuscript fee exploded, so happy.