Wicked Cultivating Immortals 237_Wicked Cultivating Immortals Full Text Free Reading_Chapter 237**

That Lan Xin's elder brother Wanyan Honglie, although he was robbed of the leadership of the tribe by King Zuo Xian's people, but Lan Xin did not hate Shan Yu, but just thought that Shan Yu listened to King Zuo Xian's slander, and the loyalty of the grassland tribe to Shan Yu can be seen from this.

The rain didn't stop until the evening.

At first, Lan Caier was still a little anxious, like sitting on pins and needles, but later, seeing that the heavy rain showed no signs of stopping, she could only let it be.

The two chatted in the narrow tent, Zhao Yuan was a dog who couldn't spit out ivory, and after a few words, he said how good Lan Caier's figure was and how slippery her skin was, which made Lan Caier annoyed.

Slowly, slowly, Lan Caier also adapted to Zhao Yuan's vulgarity.

This adaptation is a gradual process.

It was getting dark again, and the rain was finally lighter, but it showed no signs of stopping.

Zhao Yuan took out a piece of inferior spar for lighting, and under the hazy light, the atmosphere was ambiguous.

The bored Zhao Yuan was admiring the beautiful Lan Cai'er, her face was oval-shaped, and two arcs were drawn at the corners of her delicate mouth, extremely graceful arcs, holding up a plump and compact face, which was very attractive. As a result of the rain, the black, slender hair was a little messy, but it was even more charming.

The pink dress was probably woven of silk, which looked very thin and soft, wrapped around her plump body, curvy, towering, and low, which was very seductive. Under the skirt, the two white thighs are exposed, and there are no socks, which shows a thrilling whiteness and tenderness!

really wanted to take a bite, Zhao Yuan was secretly moved.

Such a mature, sexy but cold beauty is close at hand, and for the strong-blooded Zhao Yuan, its allure is obvious.

In order to facilitate his movements, Zhao Yuan put away the Demonic Beast Crystal, and he couldn't see his five fingers in the tent, and he could only hear the breathing of the two of them.

Zhao Yuan is idle anyway, and he harasses Lan Cai'er in different tricks when he has nothing to do, touching his feet, wiping his waist or something, and he is happy to do it. At first, Lan Cai'er's reaction was extremely intense, but when she got tired, she didn't bother to care about Zhao Yuan and pretended not to know what to do.

Zhao Yuan secretly snickered, which reminded him of the sensory stimulation when he slept with Mingyue at night.

If you work harder, you might have a chance to take this woman down tonight!

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

Zhao Yuan couldn't help but be a little eager to try.

Slowly, Zhao Yuan began to inch in, and sometimes he simply held Lan Caier's beautiful legs in his arms and was wanton and thin.

People are sometimes weird.

With the passage of time, Lan Cai'er actually lost the trace of disgust she had for Zhao Yuan.

is the so-called fierce woman who is afraid of pestering Lang, not to mention that Zhao Yuan himself is quite handsome, with gestures and masculinity, which makes Lan Caier more and more unable to resist.

For two days and two nights, Zhao Yuan tortured a woman with a strong temperament and wanted to die and live at every turn......

......

Lan Caier's inner world is about to collapse.

She felt a trace of fear, her heart still rejected Zhao Yuan, but her body no longer had a strong rejection, and even, she vaguely had a trace of expectation.

Lan Cai'er was ashamed of her thoughts, and she could only resist and struggle silently.

What's wrong with you?

Lan Cai'er was scared, she almost knew that she would not be able to escape the man's clutches.

Little by little, this man is shedding her dignity, her shame, and her arrogance......

No way!

No way!

I'm not a water-based poplar woman!

I'm Lan Cai'er, the master of the arrow!

I'm Lan Cai'er, the master of the arrow!

......

Lan Cai'er felt that Zhao Yuan was already lying beside her, she felt a pair of hands gently wrapping around her soft waist, she felt the man's heavy snort, and she felt the sound of a violent heartbeat.

"No!" Lan Cai'er grabbed Zhao Yuan's arm, her tone firm, and her voice was cold.

In the darkness, Zhao Yuan didn't speak, the corners of his mouth appeared with some evil smiles, and he felt that under the cold voice, there was a fragile disguise, and under that hard shell, it was a vulnerable disguise.

The heavy rain is still there, the night is long, Zhao Yuan is time, he is not in a hurry to take practical action, he wants to peel off this woman's pride little by little, he wants to make her defense completely collapse.

Zhao Yuan gently patted the back of Lan Cai'er's hand, as if comforting her.

Inexplicably, Lan Caier felt a sense of security, as if, as long as this man was there, she didn't have to worry about the sky falling.

It's a feeling like never before.

Lan Cai'er grabbed Zhao Yuan's hand and slowly lost her strength, and her originally stiff slender jade fingers became extremely soft.

Zhao Yuan...... Are you the devil......" Lan Cai'er grabbed Zhao Yuan's arm weakly with both hands and made a dream-like sound.

"Yes, I am the devil. ”

Zhao Yuan's lips had been covered with Lan Cai'er's soft lips, and what Zhao Yuan didn't expect was that his tongue had just poked in, and he immediately received a warm response from Lan Cai'er, and the tongues of the two were quickly entangled together.

**。

Lan Cai'er, who was as cold as frost, was already in a sleepwalking state, a pair of jade arms hugged Zhao Yuan, the skirt had been lifted by Zhao Yuan, and a pair of smooth and slender ** were completely exposed to the air.

"Don't ......" Lan Cai'er still had a trace of clarity, got rid of Zhao Yuan's aggression, and retreated from Zhao Yuan's chest with both hands weakly.

Zhao Yuan still didn't speak, speaking at this time, it was easy to destroy the atmosphere that was so hard to create, but Zhao Yuan still didn't relax, and the whole person was completely pressed on Lan Caier's soft and plump delicate body.

Lan Cai'er's fragrant lips were once again invaded by Zhao Yuan.

Lan Cai'er's brain was deprived of oxygen, and in a daze, she was unaware of the gradually decreasing clothes on her body, and her bumpy white body actually emitted a slight fluorescence in the dark.

"Ah......h

Zhao Yuan felt Lan Cai'er's stiffness and stopped moving.

In the darkness, the stiff body trembled, and Lan Cai'er was already covering her jade face and crying silently.

She fell into endless self-blame, she hated that her willpower was so weak, and she had disgraced the Lan Caier family......

......

What Zhao Yuan is most afraid of is that women cry, and as soon as Lan Caier cries, Zhao Yuan does not withdraw.

Facing the heartbroken Lan Caier, Zhao Yuan was difficult to ride a tiger.

If Lan Cai'er beat him and scolded him, he would naturally run away, the problem is that Lan Cai'er just covered her face and sobbed.

Never mind.

Zhao Yuan sighed and turned over.

In Zhao Yuan's heart, Lan Cai'er was an enemy, and he naturally would not have the slightest mercy towards the enemy, but now, he couldn't find the pleasure of conquering the enemy, but he had a sense of guilt, a sense of guilt.

Zhao Yuan got dressed, didn't care about Lan Caier, sat cross-legged with his back to Lan Caier and practiced, but he couldn't enter the realm of "quiet", and the ** that didn't vent was like a flood beast surging and boiling in the veins.

Behind her, Lan Cai'er stopped sobbing, put on her clothes in a squirming sound, and lay down to sleep in her clothes, judging from the uneven snort, she couldn't sleep either......

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