At this time, when the moon was high, the silvery moonlight shone on the earth, and a butterfly of death flew against the light.
Soon, many death butterflies gathered and danced around the god of death in the clouds.
The butterfly of death flies around the god of death, and the gate of the kingdom of death opens slowly behind him. Maybe he has to leave his master temporarily, but why is he so reluctant? My heart aches, and my heart swells when I think that I will not see her soon. Why is this? I really want to kiss her, touch her, see her face, listen to her talk, and then hug her tightly.
The god of death teleported into Lu Shi's room, he frowned slightly, the defense of this room was too low. He's gone, who will keep her safe in the future
Lu Yiqian was still subconsciously learning the art of shocking the world. She sat on the bed without moving. At this time, she was completely defenseless against the god of death.
The god of death stood in front of her and slowly looked at her, looking at her hair like ink like night, her face had a pearly luster, her eyebrows were beautiful and cute, and her eyelashes were dense, covering her lower eyelids like a small fan. The nose is small and straight, and the mouth is small and straight. The neck is beautifully curved, the body is well-proportioned, the waist is slender and powerful, the legs are very slender, and the chest is... very soft.
He stretched out his hand and covered her face, her face was so small that a slap could cover it, her ears were so soft that it made his hands itch when rubbed, her lips were also soft and a little red. The neck is also soft, the chest is soft, the waist is also soft...
He lowered his head and kissed Lu Yiqian's lips, which were soft and delicious.
Lu Yiqian felt that someone was constantly teasing her body, still kissing her lips, sucking and licking, which disturbed her so that she couldn't concentrate on her studies, so she bid farewell to Xingchen and opened her eyes.
She wanted to see who it was who moved her repeatedly!
When he opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was the magnified face of the god of death. Lu Yiqian couldn't help but blushed slightly. Why did he take off his cloak again? He didn't know that his appearance was very lethal
However, when did he press on himself, the eyelashes on his slightly closed eyes trembled like cicadas, he, was he kissing himself
Lu Yiqian wanted to push him away, but she felt the reluctance in that kiss, why did he not
Is he... going
Lu Yiqian turned over and pressed the god of death under him: "If you want to kiss, you should be taught by my master, right?"
The god of death opened his eyes and fell into Lu Yiqian's star pupils. For some reason, his face turned red.
"Did I tell you to close your eyes when kissing?" Lu Yiqian smirked.
Reaper immediately obeyed the order and closed his eyes tightly.
Thinking his reaction was cute, Lu Yiqian lowered his head and kissed his eyes, making him tremble slightly.
Bite his lower lip, lick it twice, then let go, and he opened his lip slightly, as if inviting someone to taste it.
This is the natural reaction of the God of Death, but he doesn't know that when his appearance matches his appearance, it is the most poisonous poison in the world but also the most irresistible poison, even Lu Yiqian cannot restrain himself from being poisoned.
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Lu Yiqian kissed him deeply, and touched his body with his hands.
His body is strong, symmetrical, and feels great to the touch.
What does the body look like under the black clothes
"Can I untie your clothes?" Lu Yiqian felt that it would be better for him to ask the other party's opinion.
Reaper's mind trembled, master, does she mean to see her own body? Death's body will never be seen by another person. If the master really wants to see it, it means that she is willing to establish an extremely intimate relationship with herself, which is equivalent to one body. Does the master mean this? If so, he... he would.
There was a turbulent wave in my heart, and the electric current continued at the contact point of the body with the master.
The Grim Reaper turned his head slightly, and said honestly, "Master, you can't untie it."
Are there clothes in this world that you can't take off? Lu Yiqian grabbed the black clothes, and sure enough, there was no seam at all, and it was all in one piece, making it impossible to start. Lu Yiqian didn't believe in evil, put his hands on the god of death, and competed with the clothes.
"Master, let me do it." Being touched by Lu Yiqian, a strange flame rose from his body in an instant, making him feel more empty and unbearable than the kind of hunger.
Lu Yiqian blushed, anyone would blush in such a situation, did not take off other people's clothes, but asked others to take off by themselves, what is this called. By the way, who made his clothes so weird
The Grim Reaper was very straightforward, and he took it off as soon as he said it, and the clothes were weird, if he said take it off, he would automatically and completely back away, and then, the Grim Reaper's body was exposed.
His body is like mountains and rivers of crystal clear ice and snow without magazines.
The mountains tower over the breathtaking lake.
Or the sun after the clear sky.
Any beautiful description can be placed on him, any beautiful metaphor can be used to describe him, but still feel that it is not enough, not trying hard, the more you look at it, the more you will be addicted to it, the more you look at it, the more beautiful it will become.
He is a poem, but he is more broad and turbulent; he is water, but he is more vigorous; he is night opposite to day; he is a strange and powerful seductress, but his body, his appearance, It's so beautiful, it's shockingly beautiful.
It really makes people wonder why he has such a beautiful face and body when he is clearly the god of death. Is this the compensation given to him by eternal death
Lu Yiqian stared blankly.
The god of death turned his head slightly to avoid looking at Lu Yiqian, and he himself didn't know why he had such a reaction. His hair is also black, and very long. I don't usually notice it, but now I know that his hair has grown to the calf, and it is so tightly laid under his body, which is extremely deceptive. He was slender and muscular, and his proportions were just about right, any more was too much, and any less was too little.
The most intriguing thing is that there are strange tattoo-like patterns naturally born on his body, extending from his chest to the hidden place. This pattern is one with him, and this pattern is amazing.
How can a man be so beautiful
Any words to describe the charm of a woman are not enough to explain his beauty and charm!
Lu Yiqian is just a mortal, so she also bowed down under such beauty, stretched out her hand, and followed the veins of those strange patterns to explore bit by bit. (to be continued)