Chapter 30: The Four Masters of the Tang Clan Present Treasures
Zhang Siyu held the sword, stood straight, and stared straight at the young girl lying on the bed, seeing that she was as green as a cloud, her face was like a peach, her nose was like a peach, her skin was as white as porcelain, and she was smiling frequently at herself, and she was disheveled at this time.
Zhang Siyu walked over gently, his heart was as weak as a thief, facing this peerless beauty lying on the bed and unable to move, the young man felt that his heart was beating fast, and his face was very red.
Xiao Xiang felt more cute the more she looked at him, he was like a child who didn't understand people, and she had a special fascination with such a man.
She has been smiling, the kind of smile that seduces men, she has been flattering, sultry, eyebrows, she seems to be very good at this, any man will be caught by her when she sees it.
In the face of this situation, the only man who is not moved is a wooden man except for the great sages and saints.
Zhang Siyu couldn't help herself, she only felt hot all over, her whole body seemed to have endless strength, Xiao Xiang's eyes were like an invisible noose, binding him and not abandoning, her smile was endlessly bewitching, for her, it seemed that people would never regret falling into hell.
Her lips were moist and stunning, slightly opened, revealing a handful of white white teeth, such a sexy mouth, the young man's heart beat faster, and he couldn't wait to bite it.
Her cheeks are as white and delicate as ivory, and people can't help but want to kiss them, and even her pair of beautiful eyes make people want to kiss lightly, and she is even as young as him.
At this time, Zhang Siyu's head was in chaos, and there seemed to be only this woman in his mind.
The young man slowly stretched out his right hand, standing in front of Xiao Xiang's disheveled chest, looking at her graceful curves, Zhang Siyu also had infinite assumptions, in the clouds, Xiao Xiang's eyes were still full of teasing, her face was smiling, her chest was undulating, and her heart was fluttering and puffing against the deer.
Zhang Siyu's heart was also beating wildly, unable to help himself, without hesitation......
"Bang-" sound.
The silver and white iron sword in the young man's left hand suddenly fell to the ground for some reason, he forgot that he was still holding a sword in his left hand, Zhang Siyu suddenly woke up like a dream, he was stunned, he hurriedly turned his face sideways, picked up the silver and white iron sword on the ground with his left hand, and quickly unlocked all the acupoints where Xiao Xiang was caught with his right hand.
He was exhaling slightly, and suddenly exuded a breath of qi from all over his body, which was very positive and pure.
He stopped all illusions and cut off all evil thoughts.
"I'm here to chase the flower thief to save people, why did I almost become a flower thief, this woman's charm is unparalleled in the world, and she almost fell in touch with her. Zhang Siyu was extremely frightened when he thought about it.
Then, then Zhang Siyu stood up decisively, turned around and walked away, almost facing the opposite wall, like a monk facing the wall to participate in Zen, he turned his back to Xiao Xiang, and said expressionlessly: "Put on your clothes, I'll send you back!"
Xiao Xiang slowly got up and stood up, her legs were slender and her figure was bewitching, she was already disheveled, and when she stood up, her clothes suddenly opened......
There was suddenly a little more resentment in her disappointed eyes, because she liked the teenager in front of her more, and for her, the teenager in front of her was more attractive and full of challenges.
The candlelight swayed slightly, and at this time, a small evening breeze blew in from the window, and mischievously lifted the placket of Xiao Xiang, who was standing.
In the face of the stunning beauty, it turns out that the wind is not serious!
Xiao Xiang suddenly lowered her head silently, and her white jade-like hands gently peeled off her dress, and her movements were sultry and ecstatic, revealing the bright red belly pocket inside, and the belly pocket was embroidered with a picture of "Mandarin Ducks Playing in the Water".
Her graceful figure was in full view, her hands reached behind her waist, and she finally stripped herself naked, she even looked good when she took off her clothes, and that was also a kind of beauty.
The wind suddenly became serious, perhaps stunned by the woman, the light of the candle was so soft that it did not flicker, as if the night wind and flames were also bewitched by the woman carved like white jade.
At this time, Xiao Xiang slowly raised her head, her face was like a peach, her eyebrows were sultry, the corners of her mouth opened slightly, and she said in a very provocative voice: "Childe, I'm dressed." ”
If it was an ordinary person, he would have turned around a long time ago, but Xiao Xiang saw that the young man's upright back was motionless, as if a big mountain was standing there, unmoving.
The young man's eyes were still on the projection on the ground, the black shadow, the ecstasy undressing technique, Xiao Xiang's every move he could see clearly, although he saw only a black shadow, the naked Xiao Xiang even the black shadow reflected on the ground had a great attraction.
Seeing Zhang Siyu motionless like a wooden man, he didn't turn his head to look, and he didn't say a word, Xiao Xiang was secretly wondering, wondering what was going on with this person.
Her eyes searched around, and then she noticed the black shadow on the ground, at this time there were two clear figures standing obliquely on the ground, one was Zhang Siyu's, and the other was Xiao Xiang herself, and the black shadow on the ground reflected her figure in a concave and convex way, vividly and vividly.
"It turns out that he has seen everything and knows everything, but why is he still not impressed?"
There has never been a man who has turned his back to her like this, there has never been a man who has not fallen for her, and there has never been a man who has seen her who has not fallen under her pomegranate skirt, Xiao Xiang suddenly ran barefoot, naked, and ran towards Zhang Siyu like a dragonfly.
Zhang Siyu's shadow on the ground could be seen clearly, surprised, and at a loss, Xiao Xiang had already hugged the young man in front of him tightly from behind, which was completely different from the playboys who came and went in Tianxiang Building, but she was confused by him?
Zhang Siyu didn't move, as if he didn't dare to move, he didn't want to move, the feeling was: it seemed to melt into tenderness and honey, so unhappy, it seemed to float above the clouds, so unhappy, he even heard Xiao Xiang panting lightly in his ear.
Zhang Siyu felt indescribably comfortable, the bed was not far away, and at this time, only wooden people would stand all the time......
There is a fragrance on her body, a sultry scent, and this faint fragrance is the most primordial impulse......
Zhang Siyu suddenly broke free from Xiao Xiang's soft embrace, and at the same time looked out the window, looking at the miserable night, it seemed that he wanted to see a thousand miles, his body was still as straight as an iron pillar, holding a four-foot-seven-inch iron sword, and his body exuded a pure qi.
Xiao Xiang's face changed, she turned pale, and she hissed: "No man has ever treated me like this, am I not attractive enough, not beautiful enough? Zhang Siyu, why is this?"
The more Xiao Xiang thought about it, the more angry her heart became, she turned around, and her beautiful big eyes stared at the young man by the window, as if she was about to burst out of sparks, her eyes full of resentment.
"The girl's appearance is impeccable, unparalleled in the world!"
Zhang Siyu can't deny that Xiao Xiang is the most beautiful woman he has ever seen, and that kind of beauty is incomparable.
"Then what are you hiding from me?" Xiao Xiang asked with a sad face.
"I ...... I don't like you like that......"
"Hypocrisy, you men are hypocritical......"
Xiao Xiang slowly squatted down, picked up the dresses one by one, and put them on, dressed neatly but reluctantly, with a sad look on her face.
Her resentful sadness and frowning brows saw that the straight-taught people couldn't bear it, the straight-taught people were pitiful, and the straight-taught people were broken.