With her shoulders as white as lotus roots exposed, the woman glanced sideways at Qingsha, looked at her whitening and smooth skin, and sighed secretly: "You are as beautiful as me, but you are unintentional, hey."
She looked at the man lying down and sleeping, she didn't care about her exposed shoulders. It seemed that the appearance made the man's heart more exciting, and she finally approached the man.
The quiet beauty of that handsome face is suffocating. The usual indifference and unfeeling are a wounding knife, but the quiet beauty at this moment can satisfy the vanity of the women who pursue him.
The woman's gentle eyes stared at him blankly, and the more she looked, the more fascinated she became, and the more she looked, the more she couldn't help it.
The woman gradually moved her face closer to the man, the pink noodle match peach blossom almost stuck to the cold feeling, and then she gently moved her face away.
The woman's eyes moved along the man's face to his chest, and the two white pectoral muscles bulged, showing the sturdy beauty of a man.
The woman stretched out her hand and slowly approached the man's chest. Her red nails were about to touch the man's skin. The woman just wanted to hug the man into her softness from her back.
The man's eyelashes moved a few times, his eyes suddenly opened, and he shouted, "Who is here?"
Immediately, he stretched his hand over his bathrobe, turned around at a speed hard to see with the naked eye, and wrapped the bathrobe around him.
The man turned around in the air, then landed on his feet, and looked at the woman with a cold eyebrow, with a slight anger on his face.
"Well, it's me, I have liked you for a long, long time." The woman said sincerely.
The man was wrapped in a white bathrobe, and his chest was bright and white, and there was a slight bulge, which made the woman look more involuntarily.
The man frowned slightly and said indifferently: "Is it you?" His eyes kept thinking.
"Yes, yes, yes, it's me, it's me." Seeing the man say this, the woman hurriedly replied.
Under the women's open clothes is a more attractive bellyband that can outline the beauty of women, and the fair skin is half exposed.
However, without looking at her, he said coldly, "I don't know you."
The woman choked on the man's words, so she was embarrassed, I, oh, well, I couldn't say a complete sentence for a long time.
"Who sent you, let's talk." The man said indifferently.
The woman choked up for a long time, but hesitated, probably because she loved the beautiful man so much that she panicked.
Seeing the man asking like that, the woman simply said: "Our demon's love has never been concealed, so let me just say it straight."
"I have been longing for you for a long, long time. I will follow you every time you show up, looking at you from a distance, trying my best to get close to you, but you never look at me."
The woman spoke very sincerely, while the man's indifferent face has not changed. Even if the woman takes out all her heart, liver and lungs, the man will just leave.
"I am the most beautiful woman in the Demon Realm. Many people admire me, but there is only you in my heart. I will always wait for you. However, I am not married to you!"
"It wasn't anyone who sent me here, it was the beauty pageant in Demon Realm. I was chosen as the leader, so the king arranged for me to serve you." The woman said, tears filled her eyes with excitement.
"Oh" the man said lightly.
"Beauty pageant?" The man repeated what the woman said.
Seeing that the woman finally found a topic of interest to the man, she hurriedly said: "The king of beauty pageant said that she would choose someone to serve you, so I came."
"If it is for other reasons, I will not show people with beauty. With my status, no one in the Demon Realm can do anything to me, but you are the only one."
"Only for you, I am willing to sacrifice everything, including, including my beauty." The woman said heartily.
"That's it, no need, you go." The man said, turned around and walked to the hanger, picked up his clothes, and changed.
"Ooo, ooo, nothing, nothing, I would, nonetheless, but since I am willing to wait for you." Said the woman approached the man, grabbed his clothes, sincere way.
Seeing the woman grabbing his sleeves, the man lowered his delicate eyes and glanced at the woman, then he pulled a piece of clothing and threw it to the woman, saying: "Put it on."
The woman listened very carefully to every word of the man, and she saw an unnoticeable dislike in the man's eyes.
She said in her heart: "It turns out that you don't like women who are exposed. I am not that kind of person. I am only for you."
The woman hurriedly put on her clothes and wrapped herself up, her exquisite and graceful figure might be hard to find.
However, Naihe was not tempted by this, and the woman said again: "I am the goddaughter of the Second Demon King, and you and me are the best match, my father..."
"Stop talking, let's go." The man said lightly.
Even so, the title of the No. 1 beauty in the Demon Realm naturally caused countless people to be fascinated. Because of the protection of the Second Demon King, no one could force her.
After going out for more than ten years, she was looking forward to it day by day and night after night. When she finally heard that Naihe was back, she came to look for it.
It happened that the Great Demon King wanted to use beauty tricks to make Naihe completely under his control, and the appearance of Qiao'er, the righteous daughter of the Second Demon King, suddenly made the big devil's eyes shine.
People who have their own belongings are not interested in the other erotica. Otherwise, with the beauty of girl Qiao'er, the big devil would have already shot.
However, Qi Ziyan's affection for the Great Devil is profound and righteous, as well as the touching and afflicted relationship between the Great Devil and Qi Ziyan. Scenes of emotions circle in the mind, and the ecstatic shadow under the peach blossom tree will always make the Great Devil's heart move.
All other beautiful women are regarded as clouds. Although Qiao'er can make people's eyes bright, her beauty is only for nothing.
A beauty pageant's decree happened to cater to Qiao'er's approach to Naihe Xin, and she happily agreed, so she entered Naihe's room according to the arrangement of the Great Devil.
When Qiao'er saw Naihe, her heart beat faster and she was breathing hard, but she couldn't bear to destroy the love she had hidden in her heart since she was a child.
Although she desperately wanted the fact of love, for the dignity of true love, she never ruined that beauty.
They just approached without blasphemy, didn't pull the distance between each other to the point of embarrassment, quietly admired the peerless beautiful man, although a little can't help it, he still held it.
Gently rub the face that was calling in the dream, maybe the two hearts can get closer, and the usually indifferent face will be more lovely and moving after a deep sleep.
She has been admired for a long time, and the lovesickness in her heart for more than ten years is all flowing in the ups and downs of the mood. That sturdy body and incomparable beauty have been the shadows nestled in countless dreams.
I thought that true love can melt the ice, but who knows, behind the indifference is indifference, the girl can only secretly sad.
The three words "you go out" pierced her heart like a sharp blade, and the tears that flowed down like the blood dripping from the heart, drop by drop awakened herself from a dream and returned to reality.
The girl sat on the ground blankly, while the handsome man with a cold heart looked at the sword in his hand without any pity.
The girl's heart fell into eight petals in an instant. She gritted her teeth and glanced at him for the last time, got up and left with tears.
"No matter what, you are mine, I will wait for you." The girl walked past Mei Nan, gave him a fierce look, and said in her heart.
The girl Qiaoer walked out of Naihe's room, Naihe felt dizzy and fatigued, and the composure she had just installed collapsed.
He only heard the black dragon sword fall to the ground with a cry, and he immediately softened, and he was about to spread it down.
However, his spiritual consciousness was a bit erratic, and the things in front of him had become two or three innumerable, and he realized that there was something wrong.
He supported his body forcibly, took a deep breath, sat cross-legged, first sealed a few large acupuncture points with infuriating energy, and then adjusted his vitality.
He frowned, and said in his heart: "How come you feel dizzy and weak, no wonder that something is wrong when you enter the room."
"Why is this? Who would design to frame me? Beauty tricks? Could it be Qiaoer?" Naihe thought of this, and a nausea arose. He retched a few times, feeling that his breathing became much easier.
After adjusting his breath, he felt that his body was not so soft, so he grabbed his body and pushed the window open, carrying his own black dragon sword, staggering out of the demon realm.
The wind around him gradually cleared his mind, with black hair hung on his handsome face, he found a place where no one was sitting quietly and rested.
"Qiao'er? Who is Qiao'er?" Naihe stared at her and recalled what happened since she was a child. There seems to be no girl named Qiao'er in his memory.
"The righteous daughter of the Second Demon King Teng Kun? She said that she was the righteous daughter of the Second Demon King Teng Kun, oh, it turned out to be her!" Naihe panted heavily, and the frowning eyes gradually unfolded, and the memories of childhood finally came to mind.
He was still very young that year, about ten years old. The Second Devil brought back a little girl from outside. He heard that the little girl was helpless, so the Second Demon accepted her as a righteous daughter.
When I saw the little girl for the first time, she was black and thin, her face was muddy, and she was constantly crying, how she looked like now.
In the days of Moyu, there was indeed a little girl who always appeared in every place where he practiced martial arts.
Naihe never looked at her directly, and didn't know why the girl always followed him.
And the girl's eyes are always very hot when she sees him, and he doesn't understand the meaning of those eyes at all.
He never thinks too much about things that have nothing to do with his heart, so the girl's appearance did not enter his heart at all.
Later, the girl seemed to grow a little taller, and always smiled when she was tired to give herself food and drink. However, she also treated her as a child, took the food and drink, took a rest and continued to practice.
The girl always followed him with a smile, but she didn't care about it, so they didn't talk too much.
During the time when Naihe was in the Demon Realm, even if he had a young lady who looked a little older than him to take care of, his cold heart still didn't warm up.
At most, he cast a few grateful gazes, and then he completely devoted himself to his practice, and in a blink of an eye, the little girl was completely forgotten.
What's more, Naihe was always sent out to complete various tasks, and gradually became estranged from that woman, and sometimes she didn't even remember that her vitality had ever appeared in such a woman.
A child who was sent out to carry out all kinds of killings since he was a child, I am afraid that there is no love in his heart. Basically, he has been in contact with corpses and blood.
Love, hatred, sentiment and hatred, etc., I am afraid that it is not worth mentioning in the face of life or not!
what is love? For a killer, what a luxury!
Naihe is very smart. He has long known that he is a sharp edge of the Great Demon King. What the Great Demon King asks him to do, he must do, so he never thinks much about other things.
There are countless twisted souls on his body, and his hands are covered with blood stains that can't be washed off every day. He cannot have love, and there is no love!