Except for the tulle garment that Yuruo wore on the outside, the chest of the garment was torn and stained with blood.

Continued to peel off the next one, an aqua blue brocade dress, which was stained with more blood than Shicai's coat...

In the end, only a pink belly pocket was left on Youruo's body, and in the lower left corner, there was Bai Duruo tattooed by Lu Rong himself.

The snow-white skin is full of pale pink colors, and the flesh of two white flowers is hidden under the belly pocket, looming to attract crime...

The delicate belly pocket also had cut marks, as if a knife had entered the heart, cutting all the clothes on the body.

"Silly woman." Zhai Xiying gently stroked Youruo's arm, because of pregnancy edema, the feel was getting better and better, and it was weak and boneless, which made people want to hold it in the palm of their hands and pamper.

Fingertips run over the delicate and sexy collarbone, feel the ups and downs of the chest... Hands to tear down the last line of defense, and the deadly beauty of the upper body is undoubtedly revealed.

The big palm touched Youruo's heart, and the wound that fell had scabbed over. The vague marks on it made Zhai Xiying feel distressed and wanted to lick off the shocking wound.

Legs climbed onto the edge of the bed, slowly bent down, prostrate to Yuruo's side, head close to Yuruo's chest.

Stick out your moist tongue and carefully lick the dried blood. The blood that flows out is sweet...

It was crispy and numb, like tens of thousands of ants crawling up to the body, and snorted twice uncomfortably.

The pleasant moan provoked the fire on Zhai Xiying's body that had not been unloaded for six months!

"Stinky woman, this king promised not to force you!" Zhai Xiying really wanted to eat Youruo at this moment, but no, she couldn't be selfish and didn't care about Youruo's feelings.

The lips shifted and gnawed on the beauty of the chest...

Clusters of flames burned on Youruo's body, and she was awakened by the annoying demon on her chest not long after she fell asleep.

When she opened her eyes and lowered her head slightly, she saw a silky 'monster' shaking her head on her chest, and the feeling of disturbing her sleep on her chest was Zhai Xiying eating her sweetness.

"Zhai Xiying!" With hidden anger, I really want a slap on the chest of the beast.

Zhai Xiying heard the voice, and reluctantly left his chest with a lot of red marks, and his deep eyes met Youruo's angry eyes.

Looking at each other, I don't know how many emotions are reflected in it...

"Youruo~!" In the hoarse and coquettish voice, in addition to the desire to invade the thoughts, there is also full of affection.

"What are you doing?" Dangerously hook the corners of your mouth and smile charmingly, so that you can dump all beings.

Zhai Xiying naturally attached his big palm to Youruo's left chest and explained: "This king is treating your wounds. ”

"Looks like I'm going to thank you too?" There was no disgust or unhappiness in Yuruo's eyes. Zhai Xiying was able to steal food from her, proving that he was fine.

is really a big pervert, just wandering and struggling from the mouth of hell, and now he can turn into a beast that 'makes smoke and fire', and he really obeys Zhai Xiying.

"No, from now on, it is this king who will repay you." In the black pupils, he couldn't see anything clearly, but he saw Zhai Xiying's sincerity and dedication inside.

Yanran smiled drunken Hongchen, a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, and two deep dimples were cutely embedded on his face.

"How?" Seeing that Youruo only smiled and didn't say anything, Zhai Xiying was confused.

Youruo pecked her chin lightly and asked, "How should King Ying repay him?" ”

"Promise by example?"

Catching the success in Zhai Xiying's eyes, Yu Ruo sneered disdainfully, "Promise with your body? Waived. ”

"That's right, you and I were husband and wife and already had a son." Zhai Xiying's big palm touched Youruo's lower abdomen.

The fetus was six months old, and Daddy's hand was touching him and kicking him happily.

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