"Didn't you hear it when you got out of the way?" He Youfan was very irritable at this time, so he used the internal force to push away the morning drag, but the internal force didn't have much strength because of her lack of concentration, and only pushed the morning shuffle away a few steps, she glared at him viciously, her hair from top to tail, and gradually turned pale.

In less than a minute, He Youfan was already full of gray hair, and he couldn't see a trace of ink.

Chenyu's face sank.

He Youfan was stunned, and when he saw his white hair, he trembled a little uneasily.

She was still very irritable just now, and suddenly quieted down at this time, and looked at Chenyu in fear: "Am I going to die?"

Ouyang Wuyi's poison is not an ordinary drug!

There is something mixed in that is not good for He Youfan.

Damn it.

Chenyu stepped forward and hugged He Youfan, pressed her head against herself, and said in a calmest tone as possible: "No." "With him, it won't.

"Master......" He Youfan's memory began to be confused, she didn't remember when it was, her memory may be stuck in the time when she and Chenyu were okay, she hugged Chenchao, like a child who had lost her way, a little panicked, "Master......"

She pressed all the weight on Chenyao's body, Chenyu was stunned, and was pushed down on the bed by her, He Youfan hugged Chenyao's neck, his head wandered next to Chenyao's collarbone, desperately looking for something.

She lit the fire on Chenyu's body with a hot breath, Chenshu hadn't touched a woman for a long time, this was the truth.

He didn't plan to betray Gu Yu, nor did he plan to touch Gu Yu, to be sure, in Chenyu's life as a killer, he only fought twice, the first time was He Youfan, and the second time was Gu Yu, both of whom were drugged by Gu Yu.

Later, He Youfan lost his mind, and it was not for nothing that she made him horny, but he didn't want to persecute her, and he is still now.

Although He Youfan was crazy about the heat, but his strength was lost, Chenyu easily pressed He Youfan reflexively under him, and before he had time to react otherwise, He Youfan quickly pasted it up, gnawing on his neck, like a person who has been hungry and thirsty for a long time, and finally found Ganquan.

Chenyu let out a low moan of forbearance from her throat, as if giving He Youfan great encouragement, she used a little force, turned over again and pressed Chenyu under herself. Chenyu saw her face clearly, her eyes were slightly red, her lips were dyed with lust, and she was pink, and she raised a meaningful smile.

She clasped Chenyao's hands with one hand, pressed Chenyao's hands alternately on Chenyao's head, bowed her head slightly, her long silver hair slid down to Chenyao's side, her moist lips pressed against Chenyao's lips, she called the master in a low voice, every word was like a saw, slow and hoarse, with the temptation of death.

After speaking, she didn't wait for Chenyu to speak, she sealed Chenyu's mouth with her lips, and the fragrant tongue slipped in, there was not much skill to speak of, and she would not please people, but she just stirred back and forth with her own intuition, which made Chenyu bitter and couldn't speak. He Youfan's other hand was not empty, his five fingers were slender, and he easily untied the clothes of the morning drag, as if he had completed a set of dances, elegant and fast.

After finishing undressing, she moved her hand to Chenyao's neck, the nails on her hands were sharp and long, just a little force, she cut a hole in Chenyao's neck, He Youfan seemed to be enchanted, buried his mouth in Chenyao's neck, licked and sucked on the wound.

Only then did Chenyu understand that in the past ten years, in order to let He Youfan survive, he kept feeding her blood, so that the pure blood in her body could purify the poison in her body, and He Youfan had become dependent on Chenyu's blood.

But it seems to be ...... And that's not all.

He Youfan's hand swept over Chenyao's body, moved downstream, looking at Chenyao's eyes full of banter, she held Chenyao's straightness, moving back and forth, some cold hands stimulated Chenyao, causing him to gasp heavily, which had always been good.

He seemed to be finally annoyed, and his hands broke free from He Youfan's control, pressed He Youfan's head down, and approached him. He Youfan's incomprehensible look appeared in his golden pupils, and he unbuttoned He Youfan's clothes with his other hand, and asked her, "What do you want?"

"You're dead. He Youfan said. The movements of her hands were a little harder, and the heat of Chenyu became more and more difficult to control, she smiled evilly, her body was closer to Chenyu, but she was not in a hurry to break free from Chenyu's control, but followed the force of Chenyu, sat on Chenyu's body, and lowered her head to lick the blood on Chenyu's neck.

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This is a passion play without passion, the author is dead, and there is something to burn paper.

Unexpectedly, my first meat scene was not dedicated to the male protagonist and the female protagonist, but to the female protagonist, her father and mother.