Yu Juehuanpei lightly struck the sound and played a Ling Ling movement.

The snow sleeves are windy, the wrists are slightly raised, and every movement is appropriate.

The bun is scattered, and the green silk falls straight down like ink, flying like a waterfall, slippery like satin, and gently brushing the cheeks with the ups and downs of the movement.

The purple gauze is thin and misty.

Dressed in white and graceful.

The faint yellow candlelight warmly sprinkled, hazy and hazy gilded her with a layer of gold, faintly visible neat long eyelashes jumping gold, the shadow under it was quietly reflected on the side of the straight nose bridge, hanging eyelashes, raising eyes, golden eyes between the waves, between the next turn, slowly smiled at him.

With a smile that was so clean that there was no impurity, Van Gogh looked at her quietly, and at this moment, it suddenly made his mind white.

He was stunned in this dance.

At this moment, in my eyes, in my head, and in my heart, there was only her.

Another layer of clothing opened from the placket and slowly slid down her arms, over her back, over her waist and abdomen, and down her legs.

Van Gogh's throat moved, and he looked at her closely.

The most noble goddess in the Three Realms, every movement is pleasing to the eye, and every turn is like the highest reward given by God. Turning around and looking up, a section of the neck was revealed, its color was snow-white, and two clouds of jade loomed in the slightly open placket.

The side cheek of the curved lips smiled softly, the side face was back, and the eyebrows and eyes were like silk.

The intense burning sensation poured out and burned the heart, and bursts of hot heat suddenly rushed to the heavens, and Van Gogh's mouth dried up.

Another layer of clothes fell, and the trousers slid down at the same time, revealing two slender jade legs in the long snow-colored middle coat.

Van Gogh's eyes were bright, and seeing that behind the middle coat there was only the innermost layer of profanity, he stared at her for a moment.

Finally, after turning around again, the snow-colored robe faded, revealing the same color of obscene pants, long arms, waist and abdomen, and legs were all exposed in front of his eyes, and Van Gogh gasped.

Even the heartbeat seemed to stop at this moment.

He watched as she ripped off the last layer of clothing. Then, my eyes turned white.

In the blink of an eye, he was jerked to the ground.

The coolness on the black porcelain floor tiles instantly hit his mind, and he opened his eyes to see a snow-white fox lying on his chest, fifteen tails swaying wantonly, and his golden eyes were full of smiles.

Van Gogh stretched out his hand and smoothed the fur on the fox's head, smiling slightly, "Bai Chu, play me." ”

The fox narrowed her eyes and leaned closer to him, her tongue licking at his face.

"Bai Chu, I didn't want to see this when my pants were about to be taken off. As soon as the curtain fell, covering the glittering light in his eyes, the next moment he turned over directly and pressed the fox under him, Moyu's deep eyes were clear and full of water, he hooked his lips, and his big palm slid down the soft fur, and his voice was soft, "If you light the fire, you will be responsible for eliminating it." ”

There was a stroke of stroke, and the middle finger swirled gently around the place where the tail began, and then, finding the softest spot in the rich fur, pressed lightly at the mouth of the hole.

The fox's whole body spasmed, and his golden eyes were full of shock.

Van Gogh clamped its swaying hind limbs, his fingertips wandered back and forth at the mouth of the hole, squinting and smiling, "Beast (harmony) is a key taste, but it is not ...... to taste it occasionally."

Before the last word "may" landed, the hind legs of the clamped fox regained their slender legs in the blink of an eye.

Then I heard a soft moan of "hiss".

Van Gogh squinted, watching the woman's smooth back pasted with cold tiles, and then shrunk slightly by the sudden coldness, her feet were still in her palms, her whole body was half suspended, and although the ground was cold, she had to lie down again.

With a slight movement of his mind, he grabbed her feet and jerked them down.

When the feet fell, the snow-white buttocks naturally fell, touched the ground, shrank slightly from the cold, and then lifted up slightly.

Bai Chu arched his body and frowned, "Van Gogh, you bastard!"

Van Gogh's hand swam up her feet, chuckling and squeezing on her belly, "Yes, I'm a bastard." ”

Her hips were on the ground again, and she turned sideways uncontrollably with a chill.

He leaned over her, his big palm sliding down his back all the way, touching the tender buttocks, grabbing it gently, "And then it's going to be more jerk." ”

She groaned softly, her eyes irritated, and she reached down to hook his neck, opened her mouth to take his lips, and bit down on her teeth.

With a slight pain in his lips, he smiled slightly, the tip of his tongue licking her lips. The hand was not idle, the big palm crossed the plump buttocks and went down, lifted one of her legs, put it directly on her shoulder, and scratched it lightly at the end of the thigh.

She exclaimed, her body shuddering. He took advantage of the situation to bully her, took advantage of the moment when her body arched, took off his robe and padded it under her, took her lips in his mouth, and the tip of his tongue turned lightly, invading wantonly.

Domineering, and gentle, it seduces her to be crazy.

Bai Chu felt as if he was being contained in this kiss, and his whole body was about to soften. The blood in her heart was surging, and she reached out and pulled out all the clothes on his body. The legs hooked his neck and hooked him closer.

Mo Yu's deep eyes were full of brilliant stars, and his voice was vague between the lips and teeth of the two, "Do you still have the time to pinch the trick?" The lips and tongue slid all the way down, down the chin and neck, licking on the snow peak, and taking the dogwood.

The golden eyes were unwilling, Bai Chu reached out and caressed his completely naked-naked body, found that little tenderness in the same part of the body, gently pinched it, and rubbed it fiercely.

Van Gogh's breath tightened, his eyes chuckled, and his free hand touched another point of her body with one hand, and gently twisted it, and the remaining hand swirled down her smooth waist and abdomen, against the side of her leg.

Wandering all the way, touching the tender and narrow mouth, touching the wetness, Van Gogh chuckled, raised his eyes to see the expression on her face at the moment, and deliberately said: "Bai Chu, the flood has burst the embankment?"

On that face, he was already flushed, but the golden eyes were still glaring at him fiercely, and he made a posture of not admitting defeat.

He continued to smile, his long finger against the damp mouth, slowly deepening, whirling Mosa.

Her body trembled slightly, her long legs tensed, and her toes curled up. Unconvinced, he turned his head sideways, kissed his neck, and flirted on him all the way, leaving red and purple marks on him.

He was breathing harder, knuckles against her, and a finger went in, and then a third.

She went from panting softly to moaning softly. The hand clinged to his back, leaving a crimson paw print behind him.

Wet and sticky and slippery hands are withdrawn, and the silver filaments are crystal clear, clear and smooth. Van Gogh looked at her hands, narrowed her eyes and smiled, and in front of her stunned eyes, licked her hands and slicked them, "Well, it's so sweet." ”

She breathed harder.

"It tastes good, do you want to try it too?" he said, without waiting for her to respond, he directly bullied over, bit her lip open, and stirred his tongue all the way in.

The fishy, sweet and strange taste spreads throughout the mouth along the taste buds on the tongue.

All the sticky rubbing on her body, rubbing lightly for a while, the two of them got closer.

The burning heat was intense, and his breathing became more and more rapid.

I couldn't control it anymore and went into battle with a gun.

Seeing that he was about to go to the hole-mouth.

"Bell—"

There was a loud bang, and the two people who were bathed in fire stiffened at the same time.

The sound of the heavenly bell came from the place of the nine heavens, straight into the depths of the nine shadows. Respect the call of heaven to the sentient beings of the Three Realms.

Celestial, something happened.

The black pupils were steep, and the golden eyes were suddenly darkened.

The two of them looked at the posture at this time, whether to continue, or ...... Go out and see?

Even if it was suddenly disturbed by the bell, the enthusiasm was still there. The two hesitated for a moment, then got close again, and fiercely held each other, their lips and tongues entangled, wantonly invading.

When the coarse heat meets the softness, you have to go in.

"Bell—"

There was another loud bang, even more so than just now, full of candlelight flickering in unison.

The two of them stopped again.

Even if something really happened in the Heavenly Realm, the ordinary call to worship the heavens would only ring the heavenly bell once, and if there was a second sound, it would mean that something was going on in the Heavenly Realm.

Both were the lords of one side and knew exactly what the bell meant.

The blurred eyes became clear, and the four eyes were facing each other, frightened and depressed.

The bell had not been rung once in tens of thousands of years, and the last time it rang was when Dayi died, and the bell only rang halfway.

This time, what will happen? There were two heavenly ringings in a row.

It stands to reason that one is the Demon Venerable and the other is the Fox Emperor, and when they hear the first heavenly bell ringing, they should immediately go to the heavenly realm to have a look. But at this moment, it is such a critical moment when two people are together.

"Bell—"

When the third bell rings, this time it must be a big event.

The eyes of the two were full of surprise.

But after looking at each other, they took off everything, and the foreplay was done enough, and it was disconnected at this time, which was too inhumane!

Bai Chu lowered his eyes and looked at the things under Van Gogh that had been hindered by the Heavenly Bell for the three times he wanted to enter, and swallowed his saliva, "You...... Is it okay?"

The giant thing, who was almost scared by the clock that day, heard this sentence and hardened again, Van Gogh's eyes were cloudy, and he slammed into her fiercely, "Do you think it's okay!"

Suddenly, Bai Chu's whole body trembled, and Jiao Sheng immediately blurted out.

Jiao Yin provoked his blood to surge, and he collided a few times in a row.

She grabbed his back, shivering in his chest, gasping for breath, "It should be...... Heaven and heaven are out, big and big, big things, don't go ...... See?"

There was a slight hesitation on his face, but he kept moving under him, "You want to see it?"

"I don't want to, but ......" There was a coquettish groan in his mouth, and the coquettish voice was in his bones, Bai Chu gritted his teeth, as if he had made up his mind, and opened his mouth to bite his shoulder, "No matter, even if Tianjun is dead, I won't look at it!"

He narrowed his eyes and hugged her tightly, and the laughter came out of his throat, "The Fox Emperor is really mediocre. ”

She also wrapped her legs around him, leaned her head to his neck, licked Yunhan in his ear, her voice was like an orchid, and her breath gently blew in his ear, "Your Majesty, the beauty is wrong." ”

He picked her up, "Faint and faint, mistake is mistaken, even if the sky falls, you still have to do what you haven't done." ”

Bai Chu glanced at Van Gogh, stretched out his finger to the tip of his nose, and smiled softly, "Dry firewood - fire, can't stop." ”

Van Gogh's breathing became heavier, and he threw her onto the couch, and her body overturned, and once again the whole root was submerged, and she rolled over and pressed him under her.

She wants him, and he wants her!

No matter what happens, she wants it! From the moment she is sure that she has him in her heart, she wants him! He wants it even more!

He rolled over and held her down again.

The bed curtain is torn down, the figure rises and falls, spring-night, spring-night, and the room is beautiful.

They didn't know what was going on in the Heavenly Realm, and the only reason they had had already dissipated in the heat, and it wasn't until the next morning that the elders of Qingqiu and the Demon Realm couldn't help but rush into the hall of the two together, and they knew that something really had happened.