Lu Yiqian pulled up his own God of Death, and now, it is time to spend some time discussing the philosophy of life with him.
Seeing this, the silver-haired Wei Mo stopped Lu Yiqian, and glanced sharply: "Where are you going?" That tone, that tone, looked like a jealous husband.
Lu Yiqian knew very well that with this guy, you can't be tough, you can only be soft. Gu stretched out a hand and patted Wei Mo's face, and said softly: "Hey, be obedient, you can find a place to play first, and I will look for it later." you."
Gently touching Wei Mo's face with his hand, Wei Mo froze for a moment, his face flushed uncontrollably.
Lu Yiqian was horrified by the sight, and quickly dragged the god of death to run away.
Shang went to the highest cliff of Longdao early to practice swords, while Yaohong was in a daze. Anyway, everyone had something to do.
There is a very beautiful scenery on Long Island.
Fine sand, white water, birds flying in the blue sky, very suitable for... talking about love.
Lu Yiqian dragged the God of Reaper and ran away, but by accident, he came here.
Meanwhile, the god of death was indeed very obedient, very obedient, and Ren Lu Yiqian came holding his hand.
At this moment, here, nothing happens, it seems that I am really sorry for this picturesque scenery.
Lu Yiqian then asked seriously: "What is your real identity and who are you?" She wanted to know why she had contracted with him as a great god in the first place.
The god of death looked at Lu Yiqian in fear, feeling aggrieved: "I, I am the master of the world of death, and I am your phantom beast."
He is hers, everything about him is hers...
Lu Yiqian was speechless immediately.
Alas, maybe I am hypocritical, who is the god of death, what is it, so what
Such a self is not quite like oneself.
Holding the hand of the god of death, Lu Yiqian looked at him deeply, she shouldn't have doubted him, thinking about it, she felt a little guilty.
But at this moment, a soft lip attached to Lu Yiqian's lips.
Biting, gnawing, and sucking carefully and very cherishingly. He didn't know why he did this, he just knew that she didn't want to see her lose and blame herself more than seeing her angry... He would like to see her laugh, laugh, evilly, flamboyantly... would like to see her Full of confidence, unrestrained and calm, he just doesn't want to see her frown and lose... He kissed her deeply, but because he didn't know how to do it, he only knew how to suck.
Master, I am your...
It seemed that someone was whispering this in his ear.
Lu Yiqian smiled: "Have you closed your eyes?"
Reaper: "Shut up."
As always, be obedient.
Lu Yiqian overwhelmed him on the beach, counterattacked and gained the dominance.
"As the master, it should be obligatory to train your own phantom beast." Lu Yiqian smiled wickedly (forgive her, she was taught badly for nothing).
Kiss back gently, outline the lips of the god of death, draw a circle, and stick his tongue around his.
He suddenly felt the electric current raging, and he felt unbelievable, numb and crisp, making him unwilling to move.
The hands seemed to be glued with magic power, stroking his chest, bringing waves of turmoil after waves.
Under the sunlight, one can see the face under the cloak of the god of death, with slightly parted lips and trembling eyelashes.
God of death, god of death, how can you have such a pure expression
Kissing her again, at this time, she actually felt a strange sense of satisfaction in seducing a pure boy... There is no chance to do this in that world, so don't miss it in this world.
Although, according to the age of the god of death, it is not suitable to be called a pure boy...
"Master, I... I'm hot... "
Lu Yiqian gave an evil smile, and put his hand on Death's chest: "Where is it hot?"
Such a touch will undoubtedly make the situation worse and make death even harder.
God, the master a year ago was not so bad, let alone tortured people like this.
"Are you mine?" Lu Yiqian asked with half-closed eyes.
Enduring bursts of tingling electric current, a kind of unspeakable and unbearable itching spread all over the body, "Yes... yes, I am yours." Everything is yours!
Lu Yiqian was satisfied: "Okay, I want you!"
Kissed the lips of the god of death, licking.
God of Death only felt his whole body go limp, and no amount of strength could be used, as if he was floating on the sea, and the wind and waves lifted him up and down.
It was like a little white rabbit or a little fat sheep about to fall into the wolf's mouth.
As innocent as he looks, he is as innocent as he looks.
This innocent look, coupled with his indescribable face, gave birth to an indescribable charm.
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Don't say that the color is charming, I only hope that people will be fascinated by the color.
The Grim Reaper was very obedient, shy but still took off his black clothes.
In an instant, even the sun shone brightly on Fangfo.
Her black hair lay under her body like water, her skin was crystal clear like jade or silk, and the strange but beautiful patterns seemed to be born in nature. Such a perfect combination made people sigh extremely. Every time I look at him, the perception is different every time. Every time I look at him, I am amazed every time... Is he the child of nature? What kind of legend can be bred to produce such a stunning beauty, what kind of miracle can be born to produce such a wonderful...
Looking at him, I always feel that words are poor. The more I look at him, the more I feel that there are no words in the world to describe him.
Just amazed, how could there be such an existence in this world? !
Lu Shiqian caressed the God of Death's chest devoutly, almost worshiping.
He under his hands trembled for a while, and wanted to open his eyes, but they closed them tightly due to Lu Yiqian's order.
"You can open your eyes." Lu Yiqian said.
The Grim Reaper trembled and opened his eyes, and Lu Yiqian kissed each other's eyes just in time.
"Tell me, what did you see?" Lu Yiqian asked.
"You, my master..." Death blushed.
Lu Yiqian was pressing on the god of death. At this time, she was wearing leather armor with a bumpy figure, which was very exciting.
"What did you feel?" Lu Yiqian asked.
"You...Master..." Reaper felt his nose heat up, and the place on his body that was pressed by Lu Yiqian, an electric current almost knocked him over, and that extremely strange, violent, unbearable strange feeling became more and more intense. It was getting stronger and stronger, making him seem to be on fire. He is not afraid of fire, and he can easily put him in a fire with a temperature of 10 million degrees. But this fire is more scorching than a 10 million-degree fire... (to be continued)