When I dreamed at midnight, who was wet and who was full of affection. This article consists of... The battle between heaven and man, who was transformed and who was full of gentleness...

The spacious and luxurious hungry presidential suite, the hazy lights are like a layer of fog and a layer of yarn, which blurs whose body and what kind of picture it has blurred?

The mysterious lies in the face of fairy, the eyes are like stars, and the water is filled with the ultimate temptation of devils.

From the sea water to the island, from the pirates to the sea water again... and then jumped to the real six places, entangled each other and broke into the more intoxicating bedroom. So the two of them fell on the soft and elastic water bed. In an instant, they didn't know whether the bed was wet or the bed was wet.

Half an hour later, the extremely high-quality bed seemed to be unable to withstand the extremely crazy fighting. A fierce rebound instantly bounced the two who were in full swing onto the ground. The ground was covered with a thick blanket. The two jumped up on the blanket and reached the long sand in the hall in the blink of an eye.

Sand, balcony... Except for not really trying out the stair style outside, the pride of spring breeze was written almost every part of the entire presidential suite.

Today he seems to be crazy like never before, and today she seems to cooperate with him like never before. She gave him all those who dared not try or are unwilling to try tonight, and even became even more crazy than him to please him... So she changed places after places and tried one different style after another.

What happened to them? Or has the world become a demon crazy?

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Finally, when the night around was getting thinner and thinner, a ray of light seemed to pierce the darkness and occupy the world again and again, the two men, who fought fiercely for many times, finally stopped completely.

At this moment, the air in the room seemed to be particularly sparse for some reason, because no matter how fast the two of them breathed, they seemed to be unable to meet the needs of their lungs...

He didn't speak, nor did she speak.

The two returned to the water bed again, and this time they lay down quietly. They seemed to have completely forgotten what they had just done. They just stared at the beautiful lamp on the roof. The light emitted layers of confusing light, as if they were about to confuse their eyes, their hearts, and the whole world.

The atmosphere in the room was very strange. It was clearly full of charm and endless love, but it seemed depressing and heavy, as if there was a shadow covering the earth and the soul.

After a while, she seemed to be unable to bear the indescribable weirdness anymore. She struggled to get up and walk towards the bathroom, and said shyly and calmly: "I'll go wash."

It has to be said that her strength at the level of the Heavenly Realm gave her a strong body, so after such a fierce battle, she could still go downstairs. If it were Sister Yun, Ning Xiaoxiao and others, they would probably have been as sour as mud, and even a finger would be extremely moving.

He looked at her white and flushed back, a trace of darkness flashed in her eyes, and then smiled and said, "You really deserve to wash."

She seemed to know what he was going to say, looked down at the water stains on her body, and she couldn't help but lower her head shyly, but her beautiful eyes gradually became more complicated.

There is endless tenderness, uncertainty, and a trace of determination...

Why is this happening? Why is it like this? Am I really...

A thrilling water came from the bathroom, and the cold water slapped her still a little hot skin. Then the skin gradually became cold, then it became cold, so the heart gradually became cold, the complexity in her eyes slowly disappeared, and finally it all turned into an emotion.

After more than ten minutes, she walked out of the bathroom after rinsing it clean, and then she glanced at the bed where he had fallen asleep due to excessive fatigue.

Yes, no matter how strong a man is, he is a human being. There are only exhausted cows in the world that can’t plow the broken fields. Moreover, he fought with the killer of the nameless laboratory at the beginning of the night, and even suffered internal injuries, and his physical strength was consumed even more. As a result, after arriving in this presidential suite, he struggled so hard, now I’m afraid he has no strength left.

She shook her head slightly, then walked through the living room to the changing room of the swimming pool. When she first arrived, she took off her clothes and changed into a swimsuit. Now she has no idea where the swimsuit has been thrown, so she can only wear her own clothes back.

Unlocking the bath towel, the temptation of a plump buttocks and snake waist flashed in a flash, and in the blink of an eye, the white clothes had returned to her, so she became the fairy with a fluttering white clothes and a noble temperament that cannot be violated.

She is an immortal, an immortal on earth.

Her name is Li Xian, and she has a very beautiful nickname called Fairy Sword.

She is an immortal, she has a sword, and the sword is used to... kill people.

She moved her lotus feet back to the bedroom, and then stood quietly in front of the bed and looked at him sleeping. There was a handsome smile on the corner of his mouth, and the vicissitudes of a mature man in his smile... He seemed to have dreamed of something, and his expression was very satisfied, just as if he had received the greatest satisfaction tonight.

His smile seemed to have magic, which made a crack appear in her firm heart instantly, and her eyes became complicated again, but this complexity was only a moment. After a moment, she slowly stepped forward and decided not to look at it again.

So her jade hand moved slightly, as if she was gently brushing her body, and as if she was magical, she was as unpredictable as a magician. Then there was a sword in her palm... a sword that was as soft as her waist and as sharp as her eyes.

This is her sword, the fairy sword.

The tip of the sword trembled slightly, and then in an instant, it was as hard as a straight steel plate in her hand, without moving at all.

The sword was getting closer and closer... so close that the tip of the sword had already hit his chest, and a little red blood oozed out of his skin.

He seemed really sleepy, so sleepy that he had been pierced by someone and had not woken up yet.

She hesitated for a second, then two seconds, three seconds...

She was wondering why she didn't stab? His position was very good, his chest was facing him, and he could easily pierce his heart with a sword. Then even if he was a peak-level expert in the Heavenly Realm, even if he had already crossed the Heavenly Realm and became a master in the Holy Martial Realm, he would still die!

Yes, if the heart is pierced, anyone will die, even immortals are no exception.

So what are you still hesitating about? Isn’t it just this moment that I came to Suhang?

Yes, it's for this moment!

Finally, she confirmed her feelings, and finally her eyes became sharp and cold.

So her wrist moved again, and the sharp sword did not bring up any cold light or made any sound, and successfully stabbed into his body!

The sword pierced into his body very long, long enough to penetrate his heart.

The sword really stabbed in, and blood flowed out...

She was stunned for a second, and then just as she was about to withdraw her wrist, take back her sword, turned around and leave, she suddenly saw his eyes open, so bright and deep, just like the night sky, although it was dark, it seemed to have insight into everything in the aristocratic family.

There was no sleepiness in his eyes? There was a handsome and vicissitudes of smile on the corner of his mouth... He didn't fall asleep from beginning to end?

Realizing this, her expression suddenly changed, her eyes were cold, strange and complicated. She no longer had any hesitation and drew out her own sword.

The sword left his body, and a very thin and narrow wound appeared on his body. The red blood suddenly gushed out from the wound, splashing all over her in an instant.

So her white white clothes were instantly rendered blood-red, just like in the iceberg and snow that day, she gave up resisting and let him stab her with a sword. At that time, the white clothes on her body were also so red, red and terrifying.

But at that time, the red was her own blood, and now at this time, the red was his blood...

Two different environments, two same people, the only thing that is the same is that she did not resist at that time, and he did not resist today.

But at that time she was for the love in her heart and for the real liberation, so she was determined. So what is he for today? Is he for love? Or because he is too tired to live, he has no resistance and has to be relieved.

But he still has so many women who love him, and his or her birth or unborn children. How could he decide to let go of everything? He just cares about everything and just accepts her sword without resisting this way?

She had a lot of doubts in her heart, so she asked, "Why?"

She is his lover, and he is also her lover. The two of them just left traces of love everywhere in this room, but now she suddenly stabbed him with a sword. No matter how you look at this situation, she shouldn't ask why first, because the person who really needs an explanation is her.

But he answered, as if he had not seen any wounds on his body, and still smiled: "Because I love you, because you are my woman."

She was stunned, and a thunder burst out in her head. She didn't know how to answer, and suddenly she didn't know why there was a burst of tearing pain in her heart.

Why?

She asked herself about this sentence, but she couldn't give her an answer.

So she stared at her and asked with a pale face: "You have guessed that I am here to kill you?"

"I guessed it but I'm not sure, nor do I want to believe it."

"You are so unafraid of death? Why don't you attack me?"

"Because you are my woman, I don't care what you want to kill me, but you are my woman. When I stabbed you with a sword, I will never stab you in my life. Of course... If it were another sword, I hope it could stab you for the rest of my life, but..." Until then, he finally looked down at the wound on his chest and smiled: "I just don't know if there is still a chance."

Her pale face turned slightly red. Of course she knew which sword he was talking about was, because in the past few hours, she didn't know how many swords she had stabbed by him, but now he was almost dead, and he was still in the mood to say this?

For some reason, she suddenly glared at him angrily and gritted her teeth, "You don't want to attack me, so you have to try it with your own life?"

"Yes, I want to try if you will actually kill me."

"I've killed it!"

"I know, but if there is another chance, I will still want to give it a try."

"You are seeking death!"

"Yes, I'm looking for death!"

"Then you go and die!" Suddenly she could no longer bear it, and she shouted and rushed out of the room. The sword had disappeared in her palm at some point!!
Chapter completed!