The black cat paced on the painting for a while, as if it was too small to see the whole picture clearly. It flashed and turned into a human form. Xing Tian's tall body stood behind Mo Ran, with his hands on both sides of her body, lowered his eyes and looked at the painting on the table. After a while, he snorted, "Who is this man?"

The feeling of oppression behind her was too strong, but Mo Ran held back and didn't move. With her understanding of Xing Tian, ​​the more she cared about Xing Tian, ​​the more she became, and she said lightly: "I don't know."

Xing Tian reached out and touched the painting, his slender fingers wandered on the lamp, and his sleeves rolled up slightly with his movements, revealing the pink rope and silver bell on his wrist.

Mo Ran was staring at the bell, thinking that he wanted to bury him when he wore this for Xing Tian, ​​but now he was wearing it and swaying around. Listening to the sound, it was almost her nightmare.

Xing Tian didn't care about Mo Ran's tone. It seemed that he had been used to it for this period of time. He was intimate with him. Mo Ran was cold and Mo Ran was, but he heard him chuckling, "I know."

Mo Ran was stunned at first, then looked up at Xing Tian in surprise, "Do you know? Who is he?"

Xing Tian also looked at Mo Ran. The two were very close. This was the first time Mo Ran had looked at him in anger with him two months ago. Xing Tian looked at Mo Ran's eyes, and the smile in his obsidian-like eyes deepened, "Tell you, what are the benefits I have?"

The expression in Mo Ran's eyes slowly faded, "No need, I don't want to know very much."

Xing Tian frowned slightly, pinched Mo Ran's face and asked her to look up at him again. The kiss fell without warning. He leaned over Mo Ran's lips and rubbed his hands around her waist, easily removing all her struggles. The kiss was as domineering as ever, and the wind swept the clouds as if it was about to eat her.

Xing Tian kept his eyes half open until he saw a drunken look on Mo Ran's face. A smile flashed in his eyes without any trace. The kiss gradually became gentle, as if he was tasting a delicious delicacy. He slowly described it with Mo Ran's lips in his mouth, and it took him a long time to let go.

Mo Ran's eyes were filled with a layer of misty red, which was clearly caused by emotion. She looked at Xing Tian, ​​and after a while, she seemed to realize that she had been forced to kiss her again by Xing Tian, ​​and she felt that she was kissed! She pushed Xing Tian and was full of anger.

But Xing Tian had long expected that she would turn against her face, and she didn't move even after being pushed. Instead, he said in her ear: "You obviously have feelings for me, but you just don't admit it."

Mo Ran pursed his lips, "I'm not a stone."

Xing Tian smiled and said, "Your body is indeed not. It is very honest, but what about here? Do you dare to tell the truth?"

As he said that, Xing Tian gently tapped his finger at Mo Ran's heart.

Mo Ran's heart also tightened for a moment, waved Xing Tian's hand and said, "It won't accept you, and it will be the same if it asks a hundred times."

Xing Tian picked Mo Ran up from the chair and walked towards the bed. Mo Ran was shocked, and he held the table with both hands and said, "Don't force me!"

Xing Tian carried Mo Ran on his shoulders, freed up a hand and slowly spread Mo Ran's hand away, and still carried Mo Ran to the bed. As soon as he put down Mo Ran, he covered himself and skillfully stripped Mo Ran's clothes. After a while, he took off her clothes. Looking at Mo Ran's long legs, he reached out to hook her knees and bent her side, and said helplessly:

"Don't move anymore, you don't know, it's useless... And you have to be so intense every time, I'm almost made up some strange hobbies by you. The more you struggle, the more excited I seem to be."

Mo Ran's face kept changing. She was staring at the hungry wolf's eyes. She felt very panicked. She was so embarrassed that her body was made into such a shame. It would be strange if she didn't struggle. "Your cultivation can be used to imprison me. If you have the ability, don't use pressure."

Xing Tian laughed, and he kissed Mo Ran gently on his eyes that were about to get angry, "No, I just found out that my cultivation is just to suppress you."

"Shameless." Mo Ran squeezed out two words from his teeth.

Xing Tian has long been used to listening to it. Shameless is shameless. If shameless can eat beauty, then he is willing to accept these two words. He quickly took off his clothes and pressed his hard chest. He kissed the swan-like neck emotionally, leaving a series of wet and hot kisses on the fair skin.

This body really made him crazy. It was like a fire when he touched it a little, but Xing Tian held it back. He kissed and licked Mo Ran like a pleasing thing. Even though she was not grateful, she saw that the white skin gradually dyed a layer of pink, and her soft body trembled slightly under him. Xing Tian couldn't help but smile. Sure enough, her body was much more honest.

Suddenly, Xing Tian quickly grabbed Mo Ran's hand, raised his body, squinted his eyes and looked at Mo Ran, pulled out a jade bottle from her hand, shook it gently, and laughed hoarsely, "What do you want to eat?"

In order to prevent Xing Tian, ​​Mo Ran didn't know how many pills he had refined, and he rarely slept alone, just because he was afraid that he would attack him. But Xing Tian was really omnipresent and almost succeeded several times. However, in addition to refining spiritual medicine, Mo Ran also studied many strange poisons. Some of them made their whole body swollen, some of them would make people erythema, and even more excessive. She didn't know how to develop pills that were allergic to cat hair. As soon as Xing Tian approached her, he kept sneezing.

Xing Tian had to end the good things halfway through the process, which made him feel so stumped.

Seeing that Mo Ran was going to use the same trick again, Xing Tian casually put the jade bottle on the ground. He gently pushed away the silver on Mo Ran's face and said softly: "Mo Ran, look at us, what's the difference between this and a couple? What's the point of sticking to the last step? I don't want you to torture yourself, otherwise even if you take those medicines, I will still have a bad attitude towards you. If you don't believe it, let's try it."

Mo Ran couldn't help but say fiercely: "Abnormal."

She became like that and he could do it.

Xing Tian smiled and kissed her lips and said, "You will understand when you like me so much one day." After a while, he said, "But when will you like me so much?"

Mo Ran subconsciously wanted to say that it would never be possible, but when he saw Xing Tian's obsidian-like eyes quietly looking at her, he suddenly got stuck in his throat and couldn't say it.

Xing Tian said that, Mo Ran no longer tried to take those poisons. She was herself who suffered every time. She simply lay on the bed, chanting the Qingxin Mantra over and over again, trying to block her body's feelings.

Xing Tian saw her intention, but did not stop him. He still tried hard to ignite the fire on her body. The two seemed to be competing, Mo Ran was indifferent, and Xing Tian never got to the point. He didn't know how much patience he used, and used all the moves he learned from the sequel book. Mo Ran's body trembled more and more violently. Finally, after an unbearable moan, the contest between the two ended in Mo Ran's failure.

Mo Ran opened his eyes suddenly and stared at Xing Tian who was full of jokes, but saw Xing Tian licking his lips, "Your tastes great."

Mo Ran was a little broken, and she rushed in. She finally couldn't help but grit her teeth and said, "Hurry up."

The smile on Xing Tian's face slowly swayed. He could hear Mo Ran's words. Even if he was about to explode, it was worth it. "Abide by the order."

The two bodies, which were already burning with desire, were instantly entangled together. The two were so compatible. The suppressed moans and roars came from time to time. Mo Ran waved his hand and put out the candles in the room like a deceiving person, causing Xing Tian to laugh.

It seemed that Mo Ran called out a name when he kissed Xing Tian for the first time. Xing Tian was very concerned about this matter, so he kept asking Mo Ran to call his name on the bed. Mo Ran didn't want to follow his wishes at first, but later he couldn't stand Xing Tian's methods and simply gave up and called out.

Xing Tian was energetic and held Mo Ran all night and refused to let go. Mo Ran was so tired that he fell asleep. This guy kept stopping until dawn that Xing Tian lay on Mo Ran and ended the heartfelt love unyieldingly.

He held Mo Ran and leaned against him, using his fingers as a comb, gently fiddling with Mo Ran's silver. His obsidian-like eyes were satisfied and lazy, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth. This was the first time Mo Ran had been sane with him. The taste was indeed thousands of times more wonderful than when she was sleeping...

After lying for a while, Xing Tiancai hugged Mo Ran into the Santiao Ring, put her in the spiritual spring for a while, then carried her out, found a set of clean clothes for Mo Ran to put on, and then shook her gently, "Mo Ran, get up."

But Mo Ran frowned, turned around and continued to sleep.

Xing Tian stared at Mo Ran's back, chuckled softly, and suddenly got up and walked outside. After a while, he walked into the peach blossom forest. After the faint ringtone could not be heard, Mo Ran quickly turned over and sat up, and did not look at where Xing Tian was, and he left directly.

After Mo Ran left, Xing Tian appeared in front of the bed again, stared at the messy bed for a while, and held his forehead with a little distress, "Coward, is it that difficult to admit that he likes me?"

As he said that, he slowly walked to the desk, with long ink winding behind him, picked up the painting on the table and looked at it for a while, "A stranger with poor facial features can draw such a look. Mo Ran, Mo Ran, you are really tormenting."

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After Mo Ran rushed out of the bamboo house, he swayed on the mountain road for a long time. After a long cool breeze, the agitation in his heart slowly calmed down. She thought in pain that she was really going to die this time. She could blame the medicine and Xing Tian the previous few times, but what about last night? It was obvious that she lacked concentration, and the scenes last night were so clear that she could not escape.

She didn't even understand the blood killing. Now there is another Xing Tian. Isn't this trying to torture her to death? How many bad things did she do in her previous life? She only got so many monsters in her life... No, she didn't seem to have done anything bad things in her previous life, that's the previous life!

If all the monsters were included in the harem, she would have to be exhausted! What's even more annoying is why she couldn't fight them? Then wouldn't she have no chance to turn things around?

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enmmmm, I finally confirmed after writing more than 2.5 million words. Mo Ran was a scoundrel with a hard mouth and a soft body. There is no need to expect her to turn over and sing the serf (⊙v⊙) Yes

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