The Corpse Ruler Confuses the World, All Seven Husbands Are Devils

Chapter 71: She, it was the first time? !

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Wouldn't it be over if he found a man for her? !

Xiaoyao Yunyan was very satisfied with his decision, but...he tried many times, but Mo Qingli would not let go of his hand. Let him rub his hands softly in her ear, Mo Qingli just won't let go.

His mouth just kept murmuring words like "so hot" and "so uncomfortable".

Xiaoyao Yunyan really wanted to reply, "I'm so hot being hugged by you like this!"

One of Mo Qingli's hands wandered restlessly on Xiaoyao Yunyan's body, Xiaoyao Yunyan grabbed this hand, but missed the other. Grabbing the other hand, she pressed her whole body against him again, so that he had to free up one hand to support the bodies of the two of them.

But this would inevitably lead to missing Mo Qingli's hand, so Xiaoyao Yunyan just watched her hot, restless hand reach into his already firm and tingling part.

"Why is this branch so hot?" Mo Qingli touched it back and forth twice, and couldn't help asking.

Xiaoyao Yunyan pretended to be calm and replied, "Because it was soaked in hot water!"

Mo Qingli thinks this branch soaked in hot water is very interesting, and he won't let go of it! Still shaking back and forth, Xiaoyao Yunyan couldn't help but groan.

This sound seemed to ignite the fuse between the two of them, and Mo Qingli instinctively took out the other hand that was held by Xiaoyao Yunyan, and supported the back of his head, her cherry lips closed without warning. On Xiaoyao Yunyan's lips.

The inexperienced Mo Qingli was flustered and at a loss, her mouth was gnawing on Xiaoyao Yunyan's lips, Xiaoyao Yunyan clasped the back of her head with her backhand, and opened her mouth against Mo Qingli's soft tongue, sticking it into her mouth , sometimes hooked.

He is not a man who respects women, so he is naturally not bound by the thoughts that men who respect women have grown up. In his opinion, it is of course better for a man to take the initiative in this kind of thing! What's more, it's not the first time for him!

Put ink poured on the stone pillars of the stone pavilion, and let and suck it wantonly. Mo Qingli let him play with her. At the moment, she only had one thought in her mind—this way, it's very comfortable!

Her chest rose and fell rapidly, and she couldn't help making a soft moan.

Xiaoyao Yunyan paused slightly, left her lips, and looked at Mo Qingli who was already limp and leaning against the stone pillar with meaningful eyes. At this time, her skirt was pulled open at some point, revealing half of her fragrant shoulders, and the softness under her fragrant shoulders was faintly visible, all teasing Xiaoyao Yunyan.

"You, yao, are you?" Xiaoyao Yunyan asked Mo Qingli with what little reason he had left, the scorching, hot breath sprayed by Mo Qingli's ears, Mo Qingli held him itchy, "twig "'s hand tightened again, making him gasp.

"I'm... hot." Mo Qingli answered irrelevantly.

Xiaoyao Yunyan covered her softness with both hands straight, squeezed it hard, and then asked in Mo Qingli's ear, "Do you want it?"

"want."

Hearing Mo Qingli's answer, Xiaoyao Yunyan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, smiled evilly, freed one hand, and hooked her chin, "That's right, I'm here to save you."

Saying that, he kissed again. Then he hugged Mo Qingli's waist with one hand, pushed off the remaining wine bottles on the stone table to the ground, carried her to the stone table, and tore off all her clothes.

Then, without any warning, they directly entered, entered.

"It hurts." Mo Qingli was startled by the sudden pain, but then the dryness and heat all over her body replaced the pain, and the voice of crying for pain gradually died down!

Xiaoyao Yunyan was obviously taken aback, stopped moving, and looked at the people around and below him in shock. She, it was the first time? !

But it was only for a moment, and then they were covered by y, u, and fire, and they performed the most primitive instinct of human beings in the stone pavilion again and again.

------------------Next day--------------------

"Yueyao." Mo Qingli shouted loudly with her face flushed. But it's true, no matter who it is, seeing that after waking up, the whole body is naked, and the body is only covered by a layer of clothes, and it will be out of order with anger. For example: the current Mo Qingli.

Yueyao heard Mo Qingli's shout, and hurried over from a distance, and ordered the maids to stand by before leaving.

After entering the stone pavilion, she stood aside and called tentatively, "Princess, are you awake?"

"Say, why am I... here?" Mo Qingli's face was so dark that ink dripped out.

"Back to the princess, slave... slave..."

Mo Qingli stood up and took the clothes from Yue Yao's hands, and put them on. Then he squinted at Yueyao who was hesitating, and frowned slightly, "Don't be hesitating, just say what you want."

"Start after I left the palace." Mo Qingli added another sentence, because her memory seems to have become blurred since I left the palace!

While listening to Yueyao's words, Mo Qingli's entire face was gloomy, which made Yueyao's voice gradually quiet down.

"You said that Jun Xiaoyao Yunyan and I spent the night here?"

Yue Yao nodded her head like a rattle, "Yes, yes, Er Fangjun asked the servants not to disturb the princess before leaving. That's why we waited at a distance."

After hearing this, Mo Qingli's face became even more somber. The faint pain from her frightened body and the marks on her body all reminded Mo Qingli of what happened last night.

But she didn't have any memory at all, Mo Qingli tried hard to recall yesterday's scene, but it was blank, and her body strength was gradually disappearing. She knew that it was time for her to add fresh blood! Otherwise, it will take a long time to recover like last time.

"Let's go to Mr. Erfang!" She wanted to ask herself exactly what happened last night and what happened.

Yueyao stood at Xiaoyao Yunyan's residence and knocked on the door for a long time, but no one answered. Under Mo Qingli's signal, Yueyao slammed the door open abruptly and found that there was no one in the room.

"Princess, what should we do now?"

Mo Qingli pondered for a while, "You send someone to guard here, and he will report to me anytime when he comes back! Then, you, go and call a private doctor. Remember, you must not be discovered or followed by others."

"Yes." After Yueyao took the order, she went to arrange personnel.

And Mo Qingli unknowingly walked to a small courtyard not far from Xiaoyao Yunyan, and pushed the door open for a series of reasons such as boredom, curiosity, and annoyance.

There was no extra decoration in the courtyard, only a wooden chair and a wooden table. A man dressed in black was sitting quietly on the chair, reading a book on the table. Pages were turned, making the sound of paper.

"Mo Qingli, long time no see." The man in black said.

Mo Qingli frowned slightly. She didn't know why, but this person made her a little bit hard to see through. Maybe it was because she hadn't replenished blood for a long time. Since possessing the body, the body has deteriorated day by day, and every time the magic power is used, the body becomes weak.

"Who are you?" Mo Qingli approached, walked up to the man and sat down. In this princess mansion, no man has ever called her name directly in front of her. The book the man was reading, looking down and squinting, seemed to be a book about astrology.

Hearing this, the man in black raised his hand to close the book, stood up, and stretched out his hand to Mo Qingli, with a faint smile on his face, "Ge Yueming."

Mo Qingli stood up following Ge Yueming's rise, stretched out her hand, and held it, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, "I saw you once during the full moon festival last time, you are my three sided king."

"But you've been here for so long, and I haven't introduced myself to you properly." Ge Yueming held Mo Qingli's hand, his eyes were deep and shining, as if he wanted to see through people.

For the first time, Mo Qingli felt timid towards a mortal, and withdrew her hand, "Who are you?"

"I'm just a little mortal." Ge Yueming withdrew his hand, put it in his purse, and shrugged slightly.

Little mortal

"You know my identity?" Mo Qingli stared at him closely, not allowing herself to let go of any expression on his face.

Ge Yueming replied straightforwardly: "I knew it from the first day you came here!"

Suddenly, Mo Qingli grabbed Ge Yueming's neck with one hand, and his eyes shone with a cold light, "You know my secret, are you not afraid that I will kill you?"

"Hmm..." Ge Yueming was choked by Mo Qingli and couldn't breathe, but he still said a few words intermittently, "You, no."

"Are you so sure that I won't?" The strength of grabbing Ge Yueming's neck became stronger and Ge Yueming's originally fair face turned red, "You... think... fairy, less... no... I .”

Hearing this, Mo Qingli suddenly let go of the hand that was holding Ge Yueming's neck, only to hear a "bang", and Ge Yueming fell down in response.

"Ahem..." Ge Yueming covered his neck with his hands, breathed in the air exhaustedly, climbed up and sat on the chair after buffering, and murmured to Mo Qingli who was sitting in front of him, "It's really not cute."

"Say, repeat what you just said." Mo Qingli looked at Ge Yueming coldly, ignoring his complaints to herself.

"Since I know your identity, I also know about you." Ge Yueming sat in a comfortable position, and the fall just now really hurt his ass, "Do you want to become a fairy?" , you can’t do without me. Otherwise, you will never become a fairy.”

Mo Qingli suppressed the excitement in her heart, and tried to make her voice sound the same as usual, "How do you know all this? I have searched for tens of thousands of years, but I don't know anything."

"You don't need to know these things, you just need to know that I am someone who can help you become a fairy." Ge Yueming didn't want to talk too much, so he waved his hand and rejected Mo Qingli. But Xu was afraid that Mo Qingli would strangle him again, so as soon as he finished speaking, he quickly moved the wooden chair away and looked at Mo Qingli warily.

Seeing this, Mo Qingli just sneered, "Tell me, your request?!"

There is no such thing as a free lunch in the world, she has always understood this truth!