Every time she took a step back, Yan Rong took a step closer, and the horrified and gloomy aura on her body seemed to drip water, making her scalp tingle for a while.
Now Shen Mubai's mind was completely blanked by the information of the system's words, what is Yan Rong who knows that she is not Liu Yuezhen, and may know the existence of the mission, how did the other party know
The whole person fell down on the bed, retreating further and further back, the poor hamster was so frightened that he shrank directly into the corner below.
Yan Rong just stared at her like that, without opening her mouth to speak, her expressionless expression made people feel creepy.
Shen Mubai really wanted to hide under the bed and shiver with the hamster spirit.
Yan Rong stretched out a hand.
She closed her eyes subconsciously.
The hand touched her face gently, and said in a low voice, "Is Master afraid of me?"
Shen Mubai's eyelashes trembled, he didn't dare to open his eyes, trembling in his heart, he shook his head.
"Master, don't be afraid of me." The man whispered, and gently pressed his lips to her eyelids.
Shen Mubai felt the other party's hands hugging him, tightening it tighter and tighter.
She couldn't help shrinking her neck, and couldn't figure out Yan Rong's attitude for a while.
Yan Rong hugged her tightly like this, and the warm breath rushed over, and she didn't move for a long time.
Shen Mubai breathed a sigh of relief, just when she was about to say something, she was bitten hard on the neck.
The unguarded pain made Shen Mubai jealous all of a sudden, she wanted to break free from the other party, but was held tightly.
"Banquet." Shen Mubai called tremblingly.
"Master, does it hurt?" The other party slowly opened his mouth, bright red blood soaked the corner of his mouth, and stared at her face.
With red eyes, Shen Mu nodded pitifully, but did not dare to show his grievance.
Yan Rong grabbed her hand and placed it on his heart, his eyes were so red that he was almost astonished, "Master, I am in pain too, it hurts a thousand times or ten thousand times more than yours."
Shen Mubai looked at him at a loss, his heart was in a mess, he didn't know what Yan Rong meant, so he could only hold back his tears.
Yan Rong stretched out a finger to wipe away a tear from the corner of her eye, put it to her mouth and licked it, and said with a smile, "Master's tears are also sweet."
Shen Mubai, "..."
She was so numb that she didn't dare to look at the other party. The current banquet looks really abnormal.
The chin was gently lifted by a finger, and the other party's lips came up, pushing against her white teeth, and then outlined the softness, sweeping like a storm.
His mouth was full of the opponent's breath, Shen Mubai couldn't help but took a step back, but was pulled back by a pair of big hands, and then hit the opponent's chest fiercely, from top to bottom.
Yan Rong was lying on the bed, with her big hands all the way up, pressing down on her head, licking more and more deeply.
The other party's tongue seemed to be reaching his own throat, Shen Mubai couldn't help sobbing, the corners of his eyes were flushed, not to mention that the posture of male and female was too shameful.
After an unknown amount of time, Yan Rong let her go slowly, staring at her with those red eyes without blinking, and said in a hoarse voice, "Master, let's practice dual cultivation."
Although Shen Mubai is not very clear about the double cultivation in the world of cultivating immortals, but this kind of flirting technique is obviously the stuff in the storybook, she shook her head in resistance.
Yan Rong was not angry, and with one movement, he pressed the person under her body, and then covered her lips again.
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