The skin is white, delicate, and warm, which makes Xuanyuan absolutely love it.

The dark cold eyes were a little dark, looking at the person in front of him who bowed his head and was silent, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a bright smile.

"Which one is better to play first?" His cold hand returned to her lips and lifted her lowered head, forcing the person in front of him to look at him.

The delicate and beautiful face did not have the fear he expected.

The clear phoenix eyes, cold and arrogant, are tied to their hands and feet, but they are still domineering and make people angry.

He suddenly wanted to see the woman crying in despair.

How kind of torture does it take to make her change her face and make her look like a normal woman.

"A salt-stained whip or a soldering iron that has been burned by fire?" or ......" he narrowed his eyes slightly, and a hint of ambiguity flashed in his eyes, "Or, try the majesty of this king?" ”

In Zhong Xiaoscorpion's heart, Xuanyuan Jue has been cursed countless times.

On his face, he was still light and light, without a trace of fear. Whether it's a threat or a flirtation, she just thinks he's farting.

"Or, Lord Envoy, do you want to come the same?" Seeing that Zhong Xiaoscorpion was indifferent, Xuanyuan's eyes were even darker, and he almost couldn't wait to take a look at her changing color.

"The Eighth Prince looks wise and powerful, but he is also a shameless person who likes to bully the weak and bully weak women. Zhong Xiaoscorpion spoke, light and gentle, as if gurgling water.

"When the little woman falls into your hands, whether she whips it with a whip or uses a soldering iron, you can only be happy with the Eighth Prince!"

She looked haughty, but her tone was aggrieved.

"Since the envoy of the courtyard is so refreshing, then the king is not welcome. Xuanyuan Jue chuckled, and his slender and white hand fell back to Zhong Xiaosheng's seductive butterfly valley, with a slight force, only to hear a stabbing sound, the thin blouse was torn off, and the silky satin instantly fell to the ground, leaving only the white single coat that wrapped her delicate body.

Sure enough, it is a stunner, and the perfect body curve makes Xuanyuan a little unexpected.

Zhong Xiaoscorpion's body trembled slightly, and a trace of disgust flashed in his brilliant eyes.

Bei Tooth bit lightly, resisting the urge to vomit.

Xuanyuan Jue turned around, took the whip placed on the side, and looked at the delicate body in front of him playfully, and when the whip went down, the skin and flesh were open, and the blood was dripping, and he felt excited when he thought about it.

"Smack!" a crisp sound pierced the silence of death row.

The single clothes on Zhong Xiaoscorpion's chest were instantly torn by the whip, revealing a pale cyan belly pocket and a snow-white crispy chest looming inside.

Damn! Zhong Xiaoscorpion let out a low curse, clenched his teeth, and was stunned.

Isn't this pervert just trying to see how he is afraid of crying? I'm afraid that the more miserable he cries, the happier he will smoke!

After a few whips, Zhong Xiaoscorpion really thinks it's nothing?

She is a killer, and in the days of bullets and bullets, will she be less injured?

The bullet pierced through the muscles, and she was unmoved, let alone a small whip.

Even if she is sexually assaulted by this perverted man, she has to endure it to the death.

If you live, you can get back from the enemy a thousandfold hundredfold.

"The envoy of the academy is indeed a heroine among women. Xuanyuan Jue's voice was low, and before the words fell, he whipped Zhong Xiaoscorpion's body again.

The criss-crossing two whips tore her white single garment, which slipped off, leaving only the azure belly pocket.

The abundance shook slightly, as if it couldn't hide and wanted to jump out.

Xuanyuan's eyes were even deeper, and his gaze wandered back and forth on her body recklessly.

Zhong Xiaoscorpion closed his eyes, not wanting to look at his red fruit, wanting to eat people's eyes.

Countless attention flashed in his heart, but he was vetoed by himself one by one.

In front of the seventh-order purple spirit, all her little tricks will not succeed, and it will only make the guy in front of her worse.

What else can she do besides medication?

The only poison was at her fingertips, her hands were bound, and there was no way at all.

Bei Yan bit his lower lip gently, he probably had a good life for too long, and the whip stained with salt water was only two whips, so he felt a little unbearable.

The body was seen so light that it was nothing, and the vicious pain made her bite her lower lip desperately to suppress her painful moans.

The pain in his eyes flashed away, but it fell into Xuanyuan's eyes, and he became more and more excited.

Sure enough, no matter how ferocious and cruel it is, it's not that you can't bear a whip.

"It's only two lashes, won't the court envoy be able to bear it?" Xuanyuan chuckled, really thinking how powerful this woman was!

Does that seem to be the case?

He threw the whip away, his cold hand moving over her lace-up opening.

On the snow-white crisp breast, there are dots of blood, like gorgeous roses, and there is a kind of humiliating beauty that makes people want to put it off.

"Ahh

"It's really difficult to listen to the groans of the court envoys, wouldn't you have to suffer these things if you shouted it earlier?"

Zhong Xiaoscorpion slowly raised his head, his eyes were as cold as a polar glacier, with a blade whistling in the cold wind, but the corners of his mouth slowly hooked up a cold smile.

"To make the Eighth Prince work so hard, it's really the fault of this court. ”

Xuanyuan's hazy and deep eyes flashed with a hint of suspicion, and the woman in front of him seemed to be a different person, whether it was cold, cruel, or scheming, in front of him, after all, she was a living woman.

But the people in front of you. is clearly smiling, but the smile is not warm, the beautiful phoenix eyes are outrageous, and that kind of look does not belong to human beings at all. It's like a cold-faced Shura in the depths of hell, which can kill people every minute.

Xuanyuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and this feeling made him slightly unhappy!

He reached out and pulled out a silk handkerchief from his cuff, simply blindfolding her.

"Eighth Prince, do you still have such a habit? Are you afraid that this court will make ghosts in the future come to ask you for your life?"

"Don't worry, the Eighth Prince, the envoy of this court will not turn into a ghost to bully you. Because the envoys of this house will live longer than you, and I will get back everything you owe me. Her tone was clear and light, but the chill around her body was a little creepy. As if these words were not her casual threats. And something that will happen someday.

"Oh, I'm looking forward to it. "It's someone else who is creepy, the murderous Xuanyuan Jue, naturally not afraid of this woman's frivolous threat, nor afraid of the coldness of her about to freeze to death.