The girl was flooded with water, her toes curled up, and she grabbed his hand in shame, "Don't touch there..."
Xing Yan sneered, "If Rong Qing can touch it, I can't touch it?"
He tore open the skirt with his big hands, and buried his face in it.
Shen Mubai could only tremble weakly.
... ..
The pink color on the young girl's skin was extremely beautiful, and the female Qiao Mei revealed in her bones could make people willing to die on this bed.
It was a bit difficult for Xing Yan to go in for the first time, he felt jealous, thinking of the imprint Rong Qing had left on this person, he sank in again and again.
The person under him seemed a little unbearable, sobbing provocatively, his toes curled up, his fingers tightly clenched under his body, "Hmm..."
Xing Yan's eyes were red, and he kissed the girl's delicate red lips, and then touched her sensitive ears, which made her tremble, "Can't eat it? Didn't I eat it all now? Huh?"
Shen Mubai couldn't hear his words, so he glared at him.
But she didn't know that Xing Yan was even more inflamed by her, his eyes were dim, and he became more and more insignificant.
...
This person is too jealous, Shen Mubai was tossed by him night after night, when he woke up again his body was about to fall apart.
She pursed her lips, and felt that these two people were extremely similar in this matter, the same beast.
"Jiu'er." Xing Yan showed a satisfied expression. Seeing the marks on the girl's body, he couldn't help but his eyes darkened. He stretched out his hand and brought her back, bit her ear lightly, and smiled evilly. In comparison, is it much better than his cold look?"
Shen Mu's face was blue, sullen, and he didn't speak.
Xing Yan wasn't annoyed either, he believed in his heart that he was the better one, and he looked proud.
If the girl hadn't fainted, he would still have fought for three days and three nights.
Xing Yan never knew that the relationship between a man and a woman would be more beautiful than he imagined, and he wished he could die on this person.
Shen Mubai stared at him, pursed his lips and said, "Send me back."
Xing Yan's face darkened when he heard the words, jealousy filled his heart, and he sneered, "Don't even think about it." He leaned over to the other party's ear, and let out a soft snort, "If your master sees that you are loved so much by me, What do you think he's thinking?"
She turned pale and said nothing.
In Xing Yan's eyes, it had a different meaning, and his eyes dimmed, wishing to lock this person on his body, so that she could not go anywhere, and stayed by his side every step of the way.
This place is different from the Demon Realm, but it has everything. If you want to hide it, even a person with a high level of cultivation will not be able to detect it.
Perhaps it was because he knew that he was tormenting her miserably, and Xing Yan spoiled her to the extreme in his words and deeds in the past few days.
Shen Mubai was thinking about Rong Qing's injury in his heart, thinking that now the two of them have reached the point where they will never die, his heart is also very heavy.
Xing Yan only thinks that she thinks too much about that hypocrite, and she looks like a jealous husband all day long, and her words are also very sour.
She didn't want to pay attention to it at first, but it's okay that this person's cooking didn't make any progress. Today, it tasted so sour that she lost her teeth.
Shen Mubai couldn't bear it anymore, put down the bowl and chopsticks and said, "What are you making!"
Xing Yan snorted, "Of course it's my mood these days."
Shen Mubai, "..."
She felt very tired.
Xing Yan couldn't help it, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't improve his culinary skills.
But the hypocrite he had didn't.
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