"You are the Blood Emperor Shadow Wind!"
Feng Xiao's steps were slightly delayed, his facial expression did not change at all, he looked at her sideways and said calmly: "Who is the Blood Emperor Shadow Wind?"
Not seeing the slightest expression on his face that she wanted to see, Aoyue Yiren turned around and snorted: "He is a truly strong man, someone that a devil like you can never surpass!"
"Oh?" Feng Xiao moved back and looked at her with interest: "Do you admire this person very much?"
Aoyue Yiren sneered and looked at him with disdain.
Feng Xiao completely understood what she meant and laughed coldly: "After all, I am also your first man. It is very wrong to say good things about another man in front of your man."
I added another sentence in my mind: Although that man is still me.
Aoyue Yiren's answer was only one word: "Get out!"
Feng Xiao had a nonchalant look on his face, his eyes swept across her body from head to toe, and he grinned with a strange smile: "You forced me. It seems that I need to teach you how to be a qualified woman."
The devil's smile startled her, and she subconsciously took a step back. Suddenly, with a light touch in her hand, the weapon disappeared.
Feng Xiao flicked his right hand back, throwing the golden short knife far away. At the same time, he quickly extended his left hand and grabbed her wrist, not giving her a chance to change the weapon.
Without giving her time to panic and escape, Feng Xiao's right hand had already been withdrawn, an evil sneer hung on his face, and his right hand quickly moved the illusory black shadow. With a belated scream, the two long-suffering The bound and huge breast balls bounced out the moment the top was completely stripped off, swaying in the gentle wind with breathtaking breast waves, and the two attractive pink buds also slowly stood up in the gentle caress of the wind.
"To be honest, your breasts are very good!" Feng Xiao's hands grasped a jade breast that was like ice and snow, and he kneaded it wantonly, and the snow-white breast flesh spilled out from between his fingers. The entire upper body twisted with the movements of his hands.
Aoyue Yiren is like being struck by lightning!
"Let me go! You devil! Let me go..." Fuxing's breasts were tightly held by cold hands, making it impossible for her to escape. Facing this irresistible devil who was not afraid of punishment, she could only do nothing. Struggling and shouting bitterly. Panic, fear, and shadows came all at once...
"I like your expression very much now." Feng Xiao let go of his right hand and held a pink ball between his two fingers and pulled it: "Tell me the answer I want, and maybe I will let you go."
"You... don't ever think about it."
Seeing her tearful stubbornness, Feng Xiao didn't feel any guilt at all and let go of his right hand: "To be honest, I like your answer, so don't blame me."
There were two more "Flying Dragon Flowing Cloud Hands", and the remaining clothes of Aoyue Yiren were stripped cleanly. She closed her eyes in despair, waiting for the nightmare to come again. The slender, jade-like perfect legs were tightly joined together, trembling slightly, and the light fluff between the legs fluttered lightly in the wind, adding to the mysterious beauty.
He turned her plump and convex body over and pulled her over. He stretched out his hands from behind her, grabbed her two big breasts and played with them wantonly, "Tell me, what position do you like!"
"Let me go..." Her closed beautiful eyes were filled with tears, her strength was defeated again, and her body was trembling slightly. There was a plea in his voice.
"Okay! I'll choose for you!"
Without much effort, Aoyue Yiren's body had been forced by him to kneel on the ground, her knees bent and her hips raised, her breasts sank, completely deformed by the hard ground, but she revealed a beautiful bright red color, which was too beautiful to behold.
Feng Xiao looked at the lively scene in front of him with burning eyes. Her buttocks were extremely round and plump, with no cover, and her groin, buttocks, (... harmonious crosses.) A pair of plump and slender legs were forced to bend, and her legs were extremely smooth, with perfect curves and smooth skin. Smooth to the point of being incredible.
The extreme beauty aroused his desire that was about to erupt. He grabbed the two upturned snow mounds in his hands and said while grasping them: "Do you still remember this position? Our first time was when you knelt down like this. Please accept my favor!"
Aoyue Yiren did not answer or struggle. She knelt there as if resigned to her fate and let her tears fall to the ground.
"Tell me, how old are you this year!" Suppressing the boiling animal blood, Feng Xiao's hands caressed her round buttocks, his eyes greedily glanced at the beautiful curves of her bent knees and raised buttocks, and his blood was slightly angry. a feeling of.
His answer was still a silent cry.
"Answer me!" Feng Xiao's voice was a little colder, and his right hand gripping her buttocks tightened.
Her body trembled slightly, but she still didn't answer.
Feng Xiao smiled strangely, and his expression suddenly became extremely calm. He raised his right hand and dropped it back with obvious strong wind.
"Bang!" There were bright red palm prints on the snow-white jade buttocks. Feng Xiao's strike was very heavy, enough to make this pampered and noble eldest lady from a well-known family ache to the heart and lungs.
"Ugh!" This slap earned her a suppressed moan of pain. The burning pain made her gasp and her body tremble violently.
"Pah!" Another hard slap, leaving a bright red mark on the left hip.
"... No... It hurts so much!" The bone-breaking pain she had never felt before almost made her collapse. Finally, with difficulty, she tore apart her remaining self-esteem and let out a whimper for mercy.
"Let me ask you one last time, how old are you this year?" Feng Xiao smiled and his voice became gentle.
"Ten...nineteen!" Aoyue Yiren replied with a choked sob, her whole body trembling uncontrollably. The smile on his lips at this time was exactly the same as the devil's smile in her eyes.
"oh… "
The evil flame in Feng Xiao's eyes grew stronger and stronger, and the pleasure of revenge flashed past. His hands suddenly inserted in front of her body, fiercely grasped the two soft and upright breasts, and kneaded them vigorously.
"You're only nineteen and you're so old. It seems like you touch yourself a lot. Are all the women in the Duanmu family born sluts?"
Aoyue Yiren didn't hear clearly what he was saying. She only knew that her breasts were pinched so much that it hurt, as if they were about to explode. Pink tears from the corners of her eyes kept falling like pearls: "It hurts... be gentler!"
"Afraid of pain? Do you want to feel comfortable?" Feng Xiao's hands grabbed her amazingly elastic breasts, and then he suddenly released his hands and let her body fall back to the ground, with the pink cherries standing upright on the ground. It brushed against her, and the stinging sensation brought her shameful pleasure.
"Tell me your name!" His left hand was still stroking her fragrant buttocks.
"Duan... Duanmu Yiren!" Aoyue Yiren was filled with fear and answered almost involuntarily.
"Oh, that's the name indeed!" Feng Xiao's expression changed and he continued to ask: "Have you ever liked any man?"
This is a very important question. A woman who has been touched by herself must not be touched by another man. otherwise…
The sudden question left Aoyue Yiren stunned, not knowing how to answer it for a moment.
Feng Xiao raised his eyebrows and said (Long live Harmony...) "Answer me!"
The sudden sting and unfamiliar pleasure caused her waist to arch sharply, but she was quickly pressed back by a big hand. Her lower body twisted violently, trying to get rid of the coldness that had entered her body. Fingers and lips opened and closed tremblingly: "No... no!"
After receiving a satisfactory answer, Feng Xiao let out a long sigh of relief. When he lowered his head, a ferocious smile appeared on his face again: "Where is the Duanmu family hiding!"
"…!"
"You bastard! Beast! Devil! Let me go! One day I will cut you into pieces... Ah!!" The question that touched her bottom line suddenly woke her up. She screamed frantically and tried her best. She struggled to break away from his grasp, but soon, as she screamed shrilly, an incomparable pain overwhelmed her newly awakened reason, defeating her initial resistance.
Feng Xiao's left hand grasped her left buttocks like a vise, pinching her round and plump buttocks, making her eyes deform. The five sharp fingers seemed to penetrate deeply, bringing her indescribable pain. pain.
"answer me!"
"Oh... don't... it hurts, it hurts... I can't say it, I can't say it... stop... please... please..." Aoyue Yiren's tears burst out.
Feng Xiao's eyes flickered, he sighed secretly in his heart, and withdrew his left hand. In her eyes, he saw pain and pleading, but also determination. There must be something in Duanmushi's family that she can't let go of, which is the reason why she won't compromise no matter what.
"Why... why are you doing this to me!" The pain finally slowly dissipated, and she tried to wipe away the tears in her eyes. She wanted to know the answer to this question, she wanted to know what she had done wrong.
"Because..." Feng Xiao met her gaze and said expressionlessly: "You were born in the Duanmu family!"
"You... get out!" Aoyue Yiren struggled to twist her hips. (Harmony...) The inexplicable emptiness made her heart feel blocked. She turned around, her eyes filled with tears, fear and deep resentment.
"I will hate you for the rest of my life!" she said with a sad look on her face.
Feng Xiao was slightly stunned, then suddenly smiled: "You can't!"
"Yiyi! Are you there?"
Aoyue Yiren's intercom suddenly rang, startling her nervousness, and at the same time, an evil yet commanding voice came from her ears.
"catch!"
"… you!"