Chapter two hundred and thirty seventh dry wood fire
Although Lan Xin's brother Wanyan Honglie was deprived of the leadership of the tribe by King Zuo Xian's people, Lan Xin did not hate Shan Yu, but just thought that Shan Yu had listened to King Zuo Xian's slander. The grassland tribes were hostile to Shan Yu.
His loyalty is evident from this.
The rain didn't stop until the evening.
At first, Lan Cai'er was a little anxious and felt like she was sitting on pins and needles. Later, when she saw that the heavy rain showed no sign of stopping, she could only let it take its course.
The two of them chatted one after another in the narrow tent. Zhao Yuan was a dog who couldn't spit out ivory. After a few words, he talked about how Lan Cai'er had a good figure and how smooth her skin was.
Lan Cai'er was extremely annoyed.
Slowly, slowly, Lan Cai'er got used to Zhao Yuan's vulgarity.
This adaptation is a gradual process.
It was getting dark again, and the rain finally let up a little, but there was no sign of stopping.
Zhao Yuan took out a piece of low-quality crystal for lighting. Under the hazy light, the atmosphere was ambiguous.
The bored Zhao Yuan was admiring the beautiful Lan Cai'er. Her face was oval-shaped, with two arcs drawn at the corners of her delicate mouth. The extremely graceful arcs highlighted a plump yet compact face.
It is very attractive. Because it was caught in the rain, the black and slender hair is a little messy, but it is even more charming.
The pink dress was probably made of silk. It looked very thin and soft. It was wrapped around her plump body. It had exquisite curves, some high and some low, which was really tempting. Under the hem of the skirt, two white thighs were exposed.
Outside, without socks, she shows a breathtaking whiteness and tenderness!
He really wanted to take a bite, Zhao Yuan was secretly moved.
With such a mature, sexy yet glamorous beauty so close at hand, her allure is obvious to the hot-blooded Zhao Yuan.
In order to facilitate movement, Zhao Yuan put away the Warcraft Crystal. Inside the tent, he could not see his fingers and could only hear the breathing of the two people.
Zhao Yuan was idle anyway, so he used different tricks to harass Lan Cai'er, touching his feet, wiping his waist and so on, and enjoyed it. At first, Lan Cai'er's reaction was extremely violent, but later she got tired.
, so he didn't bother to care about Zhao Yuan and pretended not to know.
Zhao Yuan snickered secretly, this reminded him of the sensory stimulation when he and Mingyue slept together at night.
If you work harder, you may have a chance to capture this woman tonight!
This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!
Zhao Yuan couldn't help but be a little eager to try.
Slowly, Zhao Yuan began to push further, and sometimes he would simply hold Lan Cai'er's beautiful legs in his arms and be wanton and frivolous.
People are very strange sometimes.
As time went by, Lan Cai'er no longer had the slightest dislike for Zhao Yuan at the beginning.
As the saying goes, a brave woman is afraid of stalking a man. What's more, Zhao Yuan himself is quite handsome, and has the masculinity of a man in his movements, which makes Lan Cai'er even more irresistible.
For two days and two nights, Zhao Yuan tortured a woman with a strong temperament who was always willing to die until she lost all her temper. In the darkness, Lan Cai'er just muffled and resisted Zhao Yuan's advances...
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Lan Caier's inner world is about to collapse.
She felt a trace of fear. Her heart still rejected Zhao Yuan, but her body no longer strongly rejected him. In fact, she still had a vague expectation.
Lan Cai'er felt ashamed of her own thoughts, and she could only resist and struggle silently.
What's wrong with you?
Lan Cai'er felt scared, she almost foresaw that she would not be able to escape this man's clutches.
This man is losing her dignity, her shame, and her arrogance bit by bit...
no!
no!
I'm not a flirtatious woman!
I am Lan Caier, the master of Yijian!
I am Lan Caier, the master of Yijian!
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Lan Cai'er felt that Zhao Yuan was lying beside her, she felt a pair of hands gently holding her soft waist, she felt the man's heavy breathing, and she felt the violent heartbeat.
"No!" Lan Cai'er grabbed Zhao Yuan's arm, her tone was firm and cold.
In the darkness, Zhao Yuan did not speak. An evil smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He felt that beneath the cold voice was a fragile disguise, and beneath that hard shell, it was fragile.
The camouflage of attack.
The rain is still heavy and the night is long. Zhao Yuan only has time. He is not in a hurry to take practical action. He wants to peel off this woman's pride bit by bit. He wants her defense to completely collapse.
Zhao Yuan gently patted the back of Lan Cai'er's hand, seeming to comfort her.
Inexplicably, Lan Cai'er felt a sense of security, as if as long as this man was around, she wouldn't have to worry about the sky falling.
This is an unprecedented feeling.
Lan Cai'er's hand holding Zhao Yuan slowly lost strength, and her slender jade fingers that were originally stiff became extremely soft.
"Zhao Yuan... you are a devil..." Lan Cai'er grabbed one of Zhao Yuan's arms with both hands, making a sound like murmuring in sleep.
"Yes, I am the devil."
Zhao Yuan's lips had already covered Lan Cai'er's soft lips. What Zhao Yuan didn't expect was that as soon as his tongue penetrated, he immediately received a warm response from Lan Cai'er. The two tongues quickly
They were entangled together.
Dry firewood.
The frosty Lan Cai'er was already in a state of sleepwalking, holding Zhao Yuan in her arms, her skirt had been lifted up by Zhao Yuan, and her smooth and slender legs were completely exposed to the air.
"Don't..." Lan Cai'er still had a trace of clarity and was able to get rid of Zhao Yuan's aggression, but she weakly moved her hands away from Zhao Yuan's chest.
Zhao Yuan still didn't speak. Talking at this time would easily destroy the atmosphere he had finally created. However, Zhao Yuan still did not relax, and his whole body was completely pressed against Lan Cai'er's soft and plump body.
Lan Cai'er's fragrant lips were once again invaded by Zhao Yuan.
Lan Cai'er's brain was deprived of oxygen, and she was in a daze. She was completely unaware of the gradually decreasing clothes on her body. Her uneven white body actually emitted a slight fluorescence in the darkness.
"Ah..." Lan Cai'er let out a painful scream, and her body became extremely stiff. At that moment of pain, she suddenly woke up and looked at the man pressing on her body. Her face was pale. She could not accept the reality.
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Zhao Yuan felt Lan Caier's stiffness and stopped moving.
In the darkness, the stiff body trembled, and Lan Cai'er was already covering her jade face and sobbing.
She fell into endless self-blame. She hated that her willpower was so weak. She had brought shame to the Lan Caier family...
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What Zhao Yuan was most afraid of was women crying. As soon as Lan Cai'er cried, Zhao Yuan stopped moving.
Facing the heartbroken Lan Cai'er, Zhao Yuan was riding a tiger and couldn't get off.
If Lan Cai'er beat him and scolded him, he would naturally run away. The problem is, Lan Cai'er just covered her face and sobbed.
never mind.
Zhao Yuan sighed and turned over.
In Zhao Yuan's heart, Lan Cai'er is an enemy, and he will naturally not show any kindness to his enemies. But now, he cannot find the pleasure of conquering his enemies, but he feels guilty and guilty.
Zhao Yuan put on his clothes and ignored Lan Cai'er. He sat cross-legged with his back to Lan Cai'er and practiced the exercises. However, he was unable to enter the "quiet" state. The unvented desire surged and boiled in his blood vessels like a fierce beast.
Behind her, Lan Cai'er stopped sobbing, put on her clothes amidst a rustling sound, and lay down to sleep with her clothes on. Judging from the uneven snoring, she couldn't sleep either...
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