Chapter 143: Such Love, Barbaric!

The earth-shattering cultivation of mortals seems to have long since disappeared, and she is extremely afraid, like the Dreaded Demon King has finally woken up.

Duan De was stunned for a while, shook his head, walked to the workbench, took two steps and his right index finger was cold, raised it to take a look, and was stunned to find that there was a section missing, and the wound did not have enough energy to repair.

At this time, a small section had only grown slightly, and he couldn't help but feel bored, and muttered in a low voice, "When did you lose a section of your fingers?

The puzzled expression froze, and he turned to look at the poor woman in the corner, at this glance, Duan De almost didn't see his heart broken, those beautiful eyes that were originally rational and cold, charming and noble.

What has become of it now? Fear, fear, this kind of thing that could not have appeared on her at all, has now become all, which made Duan Manzi panic for a while.

He doesn't come here, she still looks like she was as high as before, right?

He wouldn't have come to this point if he hadn't teased her, would he?

Walking slowly, she was more frightened, more frightened, he did not stop, steady and slow, and then, in the place where she slept, that is, where she could not retreat.

Stretching out the severed limb, his eyes were strange, and his voice was hoarse: "Where is the other section?"

The dried tear glands gathered and rejuvenated, gushing out, pursing their lips and shaking their heads, and their silky hair almost pumped on his face.

Duan De looked at the helpless little girl, and finally found a trace on her white chin, and his heart moved, and his eyes were fixed on it again.

"You're not going to tell me you're eating, are you?"

The 'little girl' buried her head in her knees, her suppressed cry was accompanied by a trembling round shoulder line that shook endlessly, Duan De's face was even more weird, hate me so much?

The pain of his heart being held in his hand calmed him down, and he reached out and took the bad woman into his arms, her struggling, her shrill cries filled with fear that made his heart palpitate.

He hugged it tightly, very tightly, until she had no room to struggle, and the small mouth on his shoulder lowered his head and took another bite, but he still didn't make a sound, let her bite it, and the absurd idea that he didn't know how it tasted came out of his heart.

Her body is very soft, it is very comfortable to hold in her arms, the fresh and natural fragrance makes him calm down, the peace in the depths of her heart, the calm of satisfaction, although she seems to have gnawed off a lump of meat, depending on the situation she will continue.

Where did the beauty learn this hobby? A few naughty hairs drilled into the tip of Duan De's nose, very itchy, endure it, it is not beautiful to take her teeth out, a lump of bloody saliva, snot, and tears rolled a few times.

burst

It rolled twice on the ground, staining a lot of gravel.

Duan De frowned slightly, and under his eyes was the eye-catching outline, extremely thin to very large, the abrupt change really couldn't help but look at it, by the way, it should be a hit, and the elasticity of the hand is very high!

"Bite again, increase the punishment, Dad... ”

I'm going, and my dad almost came out!

"My husband is not doing the right thing, are you still strong?"

She doesn't bite anymore, the whole pretty face is no longer what pear blossoms with rain can explain, the beautiful village after the flood?

That's it, just snorting his sharp and silky chin on the missing piece, that taste, Duan De's twitching cheeks can be seen that he is very cool, and tears are refreshing.

It's just a cry of ecstasy, not being afraid of pain doesn't mean it doesn't hurt, not to mention, the tears stuck to the girl's chin are salty, Duan De lamented in his heart, people's love is called planting strawberries, and my love is called digging a pit and planting a chin, and fertilizing by the way!

Swallowing in the pit she dug out, it was just right, although it was a little slimy, she finally realized her dream, this embrace no longer blamed her for doing something wrong, it was very strong, very warm, very comfortable.

Just when Duan De thought that he was going to grow up with her, she actually spoke, yes, spoke, her chin was knocked in the pit to speak, and her jaw was restricted, causing her head to speak little by little, and her voice was hoarse and trembling.

"You're going to leave me, aren't you?"

Duan Dena's eyes were bursting out, sweating profusely, slowly flowing out, the hair on his back suddenly rose, and the flowing chest hair on his chest stood on end, unable to stand up, and was blocked.

"You're still going to want me, aren't you?"

A few words finally squeezed out between his teeth, and it sounded like gritted teeth.

"No~ but~ can!"

"You're lying to me, aren't you?"

"Huh~~ The bastard lied to you!"

"You're a bastard, huh?"

"Bastard doesn't lie to you!hiss~~huh~~"

"But I don't believe it!"

"Swear by God! I'm Duan De, hiss, lie to you, what a love!"

"What are you doing? Why do you keep going around? Are you perfunctory?"

"Heh~ How is it possible? Or, you take out my heart and take a look?"

"That's too bloody, besides, you can't see it?"

Aren't you bloody now? Aren't you bloody? I feel my blood running into my groin, don't you look at it?

"I'll always be by your side!!!! all the time"

The strange torture to extract confessions, the key is that Duan De couldn't say a word of rhetoric at this time, his mind was full of accumulation, and he didn't say a word for a long time!

"What if your words don't count?"

"Wife, you can do it!"

She smiled.

"What's a wife?"

"It's the daughter-in-law. ”

"What is a daughter-in-law?"

"It's a cousin, huh, do you want to make a noise?"

Duan De's hometown dialect soared out, and her jaw was about to sink into her shoulder! This girl didn't understand a word, and she couldn't learn it in a daze?

What does %&* mean? I don't understand?

The girl who doesn't give up learns that one is called one... Duan De finally remembered what he should be called, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"What are you going to call me?"

She hesitated, and didn't say anything for a long time, in fact, she wanted to call her father, it is estimated that Duan De can break her ***, and she can't call her husband, and she is afraid that he will be disappointed after a long time.

"Husband... It was so thin that she didn't hear it herself, but her lips were very close to his ears, so he heard it, and the pleasure of dilating the 108,000 pores finally came.

Duan De really cried, this, it was not easy to come by, and the stumbling was finally heard! Subconsciously tightly encircled the weak thin waist, Mo Yingyingdai's brows were slightly furrowed, and she was a little uncomfortable.

"Husband, it hurts~~~"

Why is this sound so natural?

The strong arms that were strangled relaxed slightly, she suddenly understood what he needed, and also understood what he was nervous about, just like her, afraid of losing, he didn't dare to try, it turned out to be a kind of person?

"Husband, husband, why don't you speak?"

The guy with a sour nose and misty eyes is trying to restrain herself while she can't see it, where can he say half a word?

Mo Yingying's face is filled with an unprecedented rainbow after the rain, the barbarian is stupid, he is not blessed, he is not blessed, his IQ is really urgent, now kiss her!

"Yingying, what you asked is the same meaning as your wife, well, one meaning. ”

For a long time, this product actually held back an explanation.

"I'm so tired, I want to sleep~~~"

Duan Delao was bothered, she had been consuming her mental energy, and the sudden happiness made the charming eyes of the soul gradually lose their brilliance, and the slender and straight eyelashes had a civil war, and the beginning of the battle was already crossed, no longer moving, and the weird hugging posture was no match for the domineering of the sleeping demon.

My peace of mind is home?

The relieved Duan De held his newly-acquired wife like this all day, and the second goods only remembered at this time if she was so uncomfortable?

Carefully got up, a little bit for fear of waking her up, like, like holding the most precious gift from heaven in the world, turning in a hurry, he was afraid that he would rush out of the road and have no time to recover.

He didn't want to let go of her, how could she not? Even in a deep sleep, the delicate arms of the powerful man had tightened as soon as he moved, Duan De's rare tenderness and helplessness, and his gong-like voice whispered in her ear.

"Good, let's just change to a more comfortable place, I won't leave you!"

"Hmm~~~"

Moving to the side of the stone couch he had prepared, Duan De couldn't help frowning, the bedding he had prepared before had been turned into ashes along with the yacht, and this cold stone couch would not be comfortable no matter how he looked at it.

Fortunately, there are a lot of feathers in the ring, no matter the type, at least it is a spiritual material, otherwise he will not converge, and he doesn't know that those unlucky guys contribute, anyway, they are all trophies.

The difficult refining weapon is staged in this empty stone room, holding the soft daughter-in-law with one hand, and the other hand is pumping to death, weaving, filling, of course, this is not a refining weapon, but this guy's habit is natural.

Since the spiritual material is in the hand, it can't be an ordinary thing, there must always be some formation burning, even if it is just a constant temperature formation that is useless to cultivators.

Finally, after getting it done, there are two more quilts on the stone couch, which are very delicate and not perfunctory, and the dragon and phoenix brocade quilts in the memory are considered to be married because they belong to each other, and the cultivators do not have so many rules.

After hesitating for a while, Duan De still held the honey in his arms, moved to the door, and untied some formations a little, the magic ruler and the magic orchid were really pestled outside like a door god, and it was estimated that they had been trained.

"My wife is overworked and needs to rest, what's going on outside?"

Duan De sent a message to the magic ruler, and Mo Lan forgot it, he didn't want to ask for hardship.

The magic ruler raised his eyebrows, turned his head to look at the closed formation suspiciously, and pressed grandma's, when did you start to cherish my cousin?Isn't it, um~~~

"It's still like that, my grandfather said, it's okay for the time being, and I'll talk about it when you've rested enough. ”

Before he finished speaking, the broken door stone that had been originally designed at the door fell down with a 'clang', and then the formation shone brightly, and the entire mountain was densely packed with flickering formations, and then disappeared into the mountain, and the door beside them disappeared.

"Magic ruler, what does that mean?"

Moran was startled by the sudden movement.

"The meaning of fart, I guess it's to do something with my cousin that men and women love to do, and we're really gods now! Stinky boy, don't let me catch my tail!"

Mo Lan's beautiful eyes were stunned, this is not, this change is too fast?

"Alain, what are you doing?"

The magic ruler watched speechlessly as she took out a trumpet-shaped magic weapon and pasted it on the stone wall, Mo Lan laughed weirdly, and even, even straightened her waist twice?

The magic ruler only felt that he had lost face, and he didn't dare to leave, so he turned around and sat cross-legged, no longer paying attention to the woman with quirks!

And after a while, Mo Lan put away the trumpet magic weapon, and pouted to look cute, it was really not suitable for his age, but it seemed that age was no longer important in the cultivator world.