"Hongzhuang?" Demon Lord frowned, as if he didn't like hearing him talk about other women at this time, but Xu felt that Hongzhuang was not a big threat to her, and she didn't do anything. She's just a succubus killer of no importance, so if you want to save her life, that's fine."
The drizzle sprinkles green bamboo in the garden, and the gurgling sound is like moist rain falling into the palm, and like small fish falling into the sea, which derives the meaning of vastness and abundance.
Baili An hummed absentmindedly. The thin waist skin pressed by his palms was covered with a thin layer of sweat, and his hands were especially slippery and soft. He could hardly suppress the woman's trembling and trembling movements.
He turned his eyes somewhat rigidly and looked at His Majesty the Demon Lord beside the couch, with an uncontrollable trembling in his voice: "It's getting late, Your Majesty, why don't you go back to the palace early to sleep and rest?"
In the quilt, one arm was hugged tightly by Ning Feiyan, and the cold arm sank into the warm and soft body temperature. The feeling was very comfortable, but Bai Lian had no intention of experiencing this comfort. He only knew that, If this female devil doesn't leave, he doesn't know how long he can last.
At this moment, the female devil did not continue to mess around, but fell into a brief silence.
After a while, like a lazy cat, she turned over on the couch, propped up the bed with both hands, and knelt down beside Balian. A charming and unparalleled face came closer, her eyes shining straightly. The ground fell on Balian's lips
"Kiss me."
Balian's breath caught in his throat, thinking he was hallucinating: "Wha...what?"
The female devil turned half of her face and said, "Kiss me and I will go back to sleep tonight."
As if she was afraid that Balian would not agree, she quickly pointed at the exquisite birdcage on the bed table: "I gave you the bird."
If it were in the past, he would never have done such a frivolous and romantic thing even if he broke Bai Lian's bones, not to mention that the target was the majestic king of the demon world.
However, the situation at this moment did not allow him to continue to stand proudly. Bailian, who was tortured by these two female demons, just wanted to send her away quickly. Bailian raised his head from under the quilt and poked it out. He kissed the female devil on the cheek very simply.
I was still worried that she wasn't satisfied enough, because the kiss was so firm that I took a sip, maybe a little too hard, and even her white cheeks turned red.
Perhaps she didn't expect Balian to be happy at all. The female devil held the side of her face with a dazed look on her face, and the fair skin on her earlobes quickly turned red.
Seeing that she still didn't move, Balian covered her cheeks and slowly lowered her head. The black hair on her shoulders slowly fell down, hiding her face and making it impossible to see any expression.
Could it be that kissing on the face is too perfunctory?
At the moment when he was struggling, the little wild cat under him was almost unable to suppress himself. Balian calmed down and did nothing. He reached out with one hand from the quilt and pinched the warm and delicate chin of the female devil. , raised her face forcefully, gently stroked her slightly opened lips with his thumb pads, propped up his body, and did not allow the female devil to react at all, so he stopped her rapid breathing.
Across the night, the sorceress's deep, jewel-like pupils turned from shallow to thick, and the scenery in her eyes seemed to freeze for a moment. There was still a ruddy color between her white snow cheeks, with a small amount of unbelievable joy.
Balian was worried that this kind of petty kiss would not satisfy His Majesty the Demon King. The cool fangs gently poked out from her lips, with a hint of temptation, and the sharp teeth bit her lips open, with a hint of temptation. The coolness invaded between the teeth, and the kiss that was originally a careful and tentative kiss suddenly became unscrupulous.
The female devil who was half-kneeling on the bed suddenly lost consciousness, and her whole body was about to turn into a puddle of water. She held her shoulders with both hands, and pinched a rouge-colored red mark at the end of her eyes. Such a delicate and soft appearance was unreasonably irritating. Pity.
Their lips parted for a long time, and both of them had an ambiguous red color. Facing the female devil's straight, moist eyes, Balian tilted his head slightly unnaturally: "Go back to sleep?"
The succubus touched the place where his fingers pinched her chin.
How does it feel moist and moist?
Her brain had already turned into a ball of mush, and she had lost the ability to think. The female devil was in a state of despair, but her vague voice suppressed the trembling of shyness and joy that could not be concealed: "Well, go back to sleep... go back to sleep... …”
After saying that, he hurriedly turned over and fell out of bed, not even bothering to put on his shoes and socks. In the dark, he looked like a little thief who stole fragrance and jade and returned with a full load. When he crossed the palace gate, he was still caught by the very short man. He stumbled on the doorstep, and the King of One Realm almost fell to the ground without any image.
Balian tightened his consciousness and sensed the Demon Lord's aura with great concentration. Only when he was completely sure that she really left did Balian suddenly lift the quilt.
Ning Feiyan was curled up on the messy and wrinkled bed, her two slender jade arms hugging Bai Lian's waist tightly. The large purple clothes on her body slipped off at some point, revealing her snowy shoulders and jade arms. She gasped softly. Her appearance was exceptionally enchanting, like a dewy pear blossom, with blurry water waves in her half-closed and half-opened eyes.
Balian looked down with a dark face, and saw that there were teeth marks on his waist that looked like mottled wounds, and they were spread all over his waist.
He shook his head vigorously and rubbed his right hand unconsciously on the bed. He quickly took his clothes and put them on, intending to pour a cup of herbal tea on the case and splash it on Ning Feiyan's face.
But before he could get up, Balian's little finger was gently hooked by a slender little finger extended by Ning Feiyan. She gasped for breath and hooked gently, as if hooking the only one. life-saving straw.
That unintentional gentle panting sound, now that I listened carefully, was indeed somewhat in tune with the soft tones of a cat.
Baili Bai was startled by her move and couldn't help looking down at her.
It was always difficult for the succubus to control her self-esteem and emotions when she was in trouble. At this moment, Ning Feiyan's wet eyes showed a bit of embarrassment and unbearableness, and her sweat-stained cheeks were buried deeply on the soft couch, but she But it seems that he is still clinging to the last bit of stubbornness and dignity, instead of asking for help.
The little finger that hooked Balian's little finger trembled slightly, as if it could be loosened with a slight twist.
Balian looked at the tea cup on the table in silence for a long time, and finally sighed softly, curled up his little finger and hooked hers tightly, pulled it gently, and said in a clear voice, "Come here."
Ning Feiyan's blurry eyes were slightly startled, as if she was surprised by his gentle voice. She slowly raised her pretty face with a bit of forbearance, feeling seductive when she was in love, and she gritted her teeth. With a shuddering sound, he slowly crawled towards him.
The whole person was as docile as a furry kitten, lying quietly on Bailian's lap, with red eyes.
A cool breeze entered the room, blowing the bed curtains.
Balian reached out and gently stroked the soft black hair covering her back, as if comforting a frightened kitten.
Ning Feiyan never liked being touched by others, but her succubus body loved the touch of that hand. She narrowed her eyes and hummed, her appearance becoming more docile and well-behaved.
She couldn't help but rub her cheek gently against Bai Lian's thigh, her back was slightly arched, and she inadvertently proudly showed off her elegant and graceful waist curve.
Gradually, it seemed that just touching her hair was not enough to satisfy her. Ning Feiyan raised her pretty face, her white throat slid, and made a soft and uneasy sound.
Balian was a little at a loss. He took back the palm that fell in her hair and gently wiped her hot cheeks. The cold body temperature seemed to give her some comfort in an instant.
Ning Feiyan put her chin in his palm and rubbed it.
Balian, who had never seen her like this before, couldn't help laughing.
Suddenly, the coquettish woman in his palm lowered her head and bit one of his fingers. She raised her eyes charmingly, her eyes filled with peach-colored desire.
Perhaps this is also a skill born from the succubus clan. The gaze was so guiding and suggestive that even Bailian, who was not very involved in Fengyue matters, seemed to understand something.
He slowly took out his slender index finger, tapped it lightly on the tip of her jade-white nose, and asked with a bit of tentativeness: "This?"
Ning Feiyan half-propped her body up and leaned softly into his arms, her cheeks buried in his chest, her two trembling little hands grasped the loose skirts of his clothes on both sides, and she made a muffled 'hmm' sound. .
The voice was so charming that it was almost dripping with water.
Balian's face felt a little hot when he heard that. His palm passed through her shoulder and slowly slid down along her slender and graceful back...
Ning Feiyan's body suddenly arched slightly and she hugged him tightly, her voice sounding like weeping.
In a world where the sky is about to turn white, rain hits the eaves, the green bamboos weep, and the crimson windows are hazy. In the season when the long night alternates with dawn, the flowers and trees are particularly deep.
The rain undulated and fell, and eventually it fell heavier and heavier until it submerged the thousands of peaks in the distant mountains. Endless smoke and clouds surged up, contrasting with the thousands of mountains and rivers. A quiet purple butterfly flower slowly bloomed in the long night, and finally To the point of dazzling.
The clouds have gathered and the rain has dispersed, and the morning fog is hazy.
The sky had not cleared up after the night rain had passed by, and the sky was dim and it was difficult to penetrate the screen window.
The dim light floated in the hall, and it was extremely quiet.
The object in Ning Feiyan's arms changed from Balian to a pillow. He sat a little far away from her, seemingly trying to avoid suspicion, but the two little fingers of the two of them were entangled with each other. In the end, they are still firmly connected.
Ning Feiyan's purple clothes were spread all over her body in a messy manner. She seemed very tired. A little warm sweat broke out on her forehead, which wetted her hair and stuck it to her cheeks. She looked very charming and alluring.
The blush on his face has not faded, and the moisture in his eyes has not disappeared, but those eyes no longer contain a look of confusion and helplessness.
Baili glanced at her quietly, reached out and patted the back of her hand. After the two fingers slowly separated, he stood up and lit the stove to warm the tea, added a cup to the cup, and brought a cup of hot and misty tea. At the bedside.
Ning Feiyan wanted to pretend to be asleep and do the job, but when she heard the subtle footsteps under the bed, she couldn't help but raise her eyes and looked directly into Bai Lian's dark eyes.
Her heart was slightly confused, and she knew that pretending to be asleep was useless. Ning Feiyan hugged the soft pillow in her arms tightly, biting her fingernails, and frowning solemnly.
I thought that the shy young man would leave here, but who would have thought that he took a new sash from the closet and put it on, tidied up his appearance, and sat by the bed with a well-dressed appearance. He came up, took a bowl of warm tea, handed it to her, and said, "Would you like to feel better after a sip of hot tea?"
Ning Feiyan subconsciously resisted his affectionate behavior and frowned subconsciously: "I'm not thirsty."
The words came out, but they were so hoarse that they looked like nothing.
Balian frowned and said in an unusually serious voice, "Drink it."
This kid was squeezing his nose and face. Ning Feiyan was about to give a lesson, but her eyes suddenly focused on his fingertips holding tea.
He was holding the tea very steadily, so where did the wetness on his fingertips come from.
Ning Feiyan's face turned red and she lost all her momentum. She awkwardly hugged the pillow tightly and moved her head over to sip the tea in his hand.
Even she herself had never noticed that her behavior at this moment was very much like a well-kept pet.
Soon, the cup of tea was empty.
The dry and hot throat is warm and warm, which is indeed very comfortable.
Ning Feiyan licked her lips and was about to speak.
On the other side, Baili An put down the empty cup steadily, rested his elbows on his knees, and looked at Ning Feiyan with his palms on his chin, his eyes revealing an elusive meaning: "On such an important day, why don't you go back to the palace?" Wait, come to my place to eat broad beans and eat melon seeds, but are you having fun?"
There was no sarcasm in the words, they were mostly ridiculing, but even so, it was enough to make Ning Feiyan speechless.
It's not her style to behave like a little woman over and over again because of shame.
She Ning Feiyan, even if she fails completely, she still has to deal with everything perfectly and calmly.
"Enjoy yourself? I don't know if Young Master Si Chen is too confident or looks down on me." Her charming eyes, still wet with emotion, lowered and fell on his hand. She said with a mocking smile, "This can make people enjoy themselves to the fullest." Already?"
Balian laughed angrily. She looked like a dog who didn't recognize anyone when she put on a skirt. He raised his hand as if to slap her on the head to punish her. Ning Feiyan was not afraid at all, but acted like she was scared and timid. He looked like he shrank his head.
The forceful movement of Balian's palm falling suddenly became lighter, and he changed the direction. He retracted his palm and lightly hooked his little finger on Ning Feiyan's hand holding the pillow.
He looked at her with a half-smile and asked, "Really?"
The words were soft and slow, as if Hong Yu was seducing him. When Ning Feiyan heard these words, he felt his heart tremble slightly and itched again, but it seemed that he couldn't scratch the itch.
Careless.
This guy has a gentle and clean face like a scholar, but when he talks, he is more like a little goblin who just came down from the mountain and turned into the skin of a scholar. He is very seductive.
Ning Feiyan was very disdainful, thinking that these were all leftover scraps from her fun, yet he dared to do anything in front of her.
After scorning her with contempt in her heart, she never noticed that her little finger had pulled back with force at some point. She turned her cheek away and hummed softly: "Although your skills are not good, the tea is quite good." nice drink."
Balian chuckled.
Ning Feiyan glared at him slightly angrily: "Don't tell anyone what happened today!"
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