Being held up by Zongzi's stiff body and his overbearing lips pressed tightly against her red lips, Xiu'er's head went blank, he, he, he...
"Um..." Xiu'er struggled desperately, but unexpectedly, his body was as heavy as a mountain. No matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't escape. He clamped down on her, opened her mouth, and bit his lip, hard...
Ah, corpse poison! Xiu'er was shocked and didn't dare to bite again.
Although the skin of the zongzi was not broken when she bit her, it still hurt her mouth. He grabbed her hands with one hand and pressed them above his head. With the other hand, he touched the swollen corner of his mouth bitten by Xiu'er.
He licked the corner of his mouth with his tongue and showed a strange smile, "Xiu'er, you are more fierce than before."
Xiu'er looked at the unfamiliar Zongzi in shock. The person in front of her was no longer the innocent and cute zombie back then. Now he was a devil wearing a Zongzi skin. "How did you become like this?"
"Xiu'er forgot?" Zongzi's nails swelled up, revealing dead gray zombie nails as sharp as hooks. The nails hooked the messy hair on her forehead and gently brought it to her ears, "You are so forgetful. It's only been a year.
It’s just time, have you forgotten what you said at that time?”
"..." This product is not a rice dumpling, this product is not a rice dumpling!
"You said I'm too weak, even a mere Taoist priest can't deal with me..."
Xiu'er shook her head and denied: "I didn't say 'merely', I just said you can't even deal with a Taoist priest."
"Do you have to interrupt me when I'm talking?" Zongzi pinched Xiu'er's delicate petal-like cheeks, and his green pupils sank, "I hate it when people interrupt me!"
This guy is indeed not Zongzi. Xiu'er breathed a sigh of relief. Zongzi wouldn't talk like this.
"Put me down first, okay?" Facing the moody zombie and unable to escape from his restraints, Xiu'er said in a slow tone: "If you have anything to say, talk to me."
Green pupils stared at Xiu'er, slowly showing a terrifying smile, "I don't want to talk about it now."
"Ah..." Xiu'er was startled, "Then what do you want to do?"
"I want to do it!" Zongzi's nails kept scratching her cheeks
"What to do?" His thoughts were jumping so fast that Xiu'er couldn't stop himself and asked, who is this guy?
"Do what you haven't finished just now"
"Ah..." That's okay. When Xiu'er heard this, his face turned pale and he immediately cursed: "Pervert, shameless!"
She kicked Zongzi, and Zongzi dodged it easily, "Xiu'er, how many times have you tried to kick my foot off?"
"..." When Xiu'er first learned that Zongzi was a zombie, she was so frightened that she lost her mind. Unexpectedly, he hugged her thigh tightly, and in desperation, she kicked his calf.
After working on it for a long time, it turned out that the devil in front of me was the real rice dumpling. It was not transformed by a demon or a monster, nor was it driven by madness.
Xiuer collapsed instantly and stared blankly at the devil in front of Zongzi. Did she really make him become like this with her own hands?
The weird smile on Leng Ao's face was like a sharp knife. The knife cut Xiu'er's body, cutting her to pieces. He pressed her body tightly against the radiant hard object, and he easily held her arms and restrained her.
On the wall, he pressed closer to her inch by inch, until his stiff and cold body was close to her sharply undulating curves. She tried to struggle, but unexpectedly her body was so tightly pressed by him that she couldn't move even an inch.
The arrogant and handsome face slowly approached her face. Xiu'er bit her lip and turned her face away desperately, not letting him touch her.
He smiled, like a cat and a mouse, not in a hurry to devour her. He enjoyed her interesting struggle and resistance. His cold lips were gently pressed against her snow-white skin. Xiuer kept turning her face away, but she could never avoid it.
his lips
He just pressed her face against hers, but followed her struggle, and his lips slid irregularly across the fragrant cheeks. The crimson cheeks were so fresh and tender that water dripped from them with just a pinch. He couldn't help but want to bite them.
Take one bite and swallow it!
During the struggle, Xiu'er discovered his motive. She wisely gave up the struggle. She was so nervous that she didn't dare to breathe. She didn't move. His lips just touched her cheek gently, without going any further.
Bad thing! Unexpectedly, after opening the seven orifices, there was more bad water in his mind than before, and he actually knew how to stop Xiuer from panicking. What should he do? What on earth did he want?
Xiu'er was so nervous that she didn't dare to move anymore. A hint of cunning flashed through her green eyes, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. He stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked Xiu'er's cheek hard...
"Ah..." Xiu'er screamed, goosebumps appeared all over her body, and she struggled like a frightened bird.
The tip of his tongue was filled with saliva, and Xiu'er's face was all sticky. A sense of nausea arose from the bottom of her heart. It was so disgusting!
"Don't you like Xiu'er?" Zongzi looked at the panicked Xiu'er with a half-smile, "You used to like her very much."
Xiu'er angrily cursed: "Bah, only ghosts like it!"
"Yeah..." Zongzi's sharp nails scratched her red cheeks, forehead, nose, and stopped between the tender and glossy red lips, "I've touched them all here, here, and here, more than once.
, you enjoyed it a lot before, why did you duplicity say you didn't like it?"
"You bastard!" His irregular movements made Xiu'er angry, "I never let you touch him!"
Zongzi sneered coldly, leaned down and said softly next to her hot ear: "I have touched you in my dreams. You are gentle, and you are not as fierce as you are now."
"Boom", blood rushed to her forehead, Xiu'er's whole body exploded, her lips and teeth were fighting and she spoke incoherently, "You...you..."
Zongzi opened her mouth and licked her sensitive pink earlobe, "Are all women duplicitous? Xiu'er is not honest at all."
"Bah!" Xiu'er's face was as red as a cooked crab, and she refused to admit it, "I didn't dream!"
"Don't admit it?" Zongzi bit her ear with his fangs, "Xiu'er's memory is really bad. I think I should let you review it again."
"What...what do you mean?" Xiu'er's face turned pale and she was trembling with fear.
Zongzi looked at the woman trapped in his arms with great interest for a year. Her body became more and more mature, and the virginal aura she exuded was full of temptation.
He patiently looked at his prey, inch by inch, from the feet up, his ambiguous gaze lingered on her tall and proud chest for a long time, and then he reluctantly continued on...
The green pupils stayed on her hair, tightened suddenly, and deepened. He frowned, his nails clicked upward, and a precious green hairpin fell on his hand.
"Ah..." His movements were a bit rough, and his nails hooked into Xiu'er's hair, causing her to moan in pain.
"He gave it to me?" Zongzi's eyes were deep and there was no expression on his face.
The hairpin was pulled away, and the soft black hair fell down like a waterfall and spread over Xiu'er's body. Her hair exuded a faint fragrance. Xiu'er's eyes looked away and she was silent!
The rice dumpling was tossed casually, and the hairpin fell, making a "clang" sound as it landed on the ground. He pinched her chin and looked at her angrily, "You want whatever he gives you?"
"Yes!" Xiu'er was angry and squeezed out one word from between her teeth.
"Roar..." he growled, his fangs growing longer
Tears kept rolling in her eyes, Xiu'er forcibly ordered herself to hold back and not cry! She kept telling herself in her heart that he was not Zongzi, and Zongzi would not insult her like this!
Zongzi looked at the stubborn Xiuer, staring at her crystal tears. She was sad because he broke the hairpin Zhuang Yuchen gave her?
Compared to what she did to him, it was only one tenth of a million. The uncontrollable anger made Zongzi stare at Xiu'er tightly. He raised her face to force her to look at him, and the stepson opened his mouth to hold her in his mouth because of his anger.
And the tight mouth
"Um..." His mouth was held tightly by him. Xiu'er struggled and kept kicking him. Zongzi's slender legs stretched out and directly suppressed her legs. He let go of her hand and held her soft breasts with one hand.
Waist, the other hand reaches towards the chest...
Xiu'er kept pushing the rice dumplings with both hands, but he remained unmoved at all. He kissed her red lips forcefully with all his might, and the force of his hands on the graceful curves became stronger and stronger, Xiu'er's body ate
It hurts, but his body is as stiff as iron. She can't beat him at all, let alone resist...
Deep despair welled up in his heart, and his futile struggle would only make him more complacent. The physically and mentally exhausted Xiu'er gave up the struggle and let his tongue pry open her teeth and attack her mouth wantonly.
Zongzi's breathing became heavier. He held Xiu'er tightly, his stiff and domineering tongue constantly stirring and sucking in her mouth. He licked and teased her pink tongue, and his tongue circled around it, and transparent liquid seeped out of her.
The corners of his mouth were filled with silver threads dripping down...
Xiu'er closed her eyes in despair, letting Zongzi lie on her and do whatever he wanted. His hands reached into his clothes, climbed up to the towering mountain, kneaded her face wantonly and kissed her, stretched out his hand to hold her in his arms,
Silver hair spread on her chest, Zongzi kissed her neck eagerly, "Xiu'er...Xiu'er..."
Breathing heavily and with uncontrollable desire, he hugged her tightly, so hard that he barely managed to rub her into his bones.
She agreed not to cry, but the crystal tears slid down her cheeks and dripped on her silver hair. He raised his head and kissed her chin, which was salty and wet...
His stiff body was stunned. He stopped all movements and looked at the dull Xiu'er. She was crying. Was it because she didn't want him to touch her?
He stretched out his hand to wipe her tears, but the tears kept flowing. Zongzi's heart kept sinking, sinking into the abyss in her tears.
He let go and took a step back. Xiu'er's body slowly slid down the wall of light. She fell to the ground, her clothes were messy and her face was covered with tears. Her body was covered with red marks of being humiliated, and she had been rubbed in all kinds of ways.
His red lips were swollen, and the delicate skin at the corners of his mouth had been worn out, with a faint trace of blood. His neck and thin shoulders were all marked by his teeth and bite marks. His body had been kneaded by the hands of the devil, and was green and red.
Unbearable...
Xiu'er's vision went dark and she fell to the ground unconscious.
Zongzi looked coldly at the fainting figure. He waved his sleeves and the light disappeared. The scene changed instantly. There was no trace of the blue wave pool and the pavilion anymore. Xiuer fell on his bed, and the room became dark and silent.
Outside the Yuanqing Palace, bright fireworks were rising, and everyone was laughing and laughing.
Zongzi waved his hand, and the quilt covered Xiu'er's half-naked spring light. He stood in the darkness, staring blankly at her who was sleeping. When the complicated emotions in his heart faded away, his green eyes returned to their former coldness, and the figure disappeared into the darkness.
I don't know how long it took, Xiu'er woke up leisurely, her tired body couldn't move, she lay on the bed, in the dark room, letting her tears flow freely.
How much she wanted to never wake up again, never wake up!
I wonder if she had committed too many sins in her previous life, but God still felt that she had not suffered enough in this life, so she arranged for her to take out a zombie cub from the ancient tomb, and then personally cultivated him into a demon to take revenge on herself.
Haha, it can be said that you can live even if you do evil by God, but you can't live if you do evil by yourself. The evil she planted with her own hands, I wonder what kind of revenge she will get?
August 15th was very lively, and the sound of frolicking could be heard faintly from other places. Xiu'er, who was weightless, rolled down from the bed, "vomit..." She lay on the ground, vomiting uncomfortably, and choked with tears.
All the food in her stomach was vomited out, and the whole room was filled with the smell of filth. Xiu'er struggled to get up, found her clothes and staggered to the bathroom.
A bucket full of scalding hot water, Xiu'er took off her clothes and plunged into it. She scrubbed her body desperately, trying to wash away the disgusting smell. Her nails kept digging at her white and tender skin. Her body was blushing, but she didn't know it.
pain
She washed three buckets of water before her cold body regained consciousness. Her hands and feet were weak, she put on her clothes and walked out of the bathroom.
The wind blew from the courtyard, and Xiu'er shivered a few times, with goose bumps popping up one after another. When she returned to the room, she cleaned up inside and out, lit some soothing sandalwood, closed her eyes and fell asleep.
She slept until the next afternoon when she woke up. Her body was hot, her throat was sore and smoking, she opened her heavy eyelids, and vaguely felt a vague figure in the room. She opened her cracked and pale lips, "
water……"
A hoarse voice sounded in the room. Zhuang Yuchen, who was filtering the medicine at the table, heard the voice. He quickly poured a bowl of warm water and walked to the bedside, helped Xiu'er up. He held her in his arms and fed her carefully.
She said, "Drink slowly, don't choke."
After drinking a bowl of water, Xiu'er's vague consciousness became clearer. She saw Zhuang Yuchen's face looking anxious and worried, and couldn't help asking: "What's wrong with me?"
"You have a cold and a fever that has lasted for a day and a night."
Xiu'er covered her forehead with a headache, "Maybe there was some wind outside the palace last night and she caught a cold."
Zhuang Yuchen stood up and brought her a bowl of dark liquid with an extremely unpleasant taste, "Drink the medicine first, otherwise your body will collapse if you drag it on any longer."