Moli's thoughts seemed a little confused after he returned to the palace. He had once issued an order that the demons of the cat clan were not allowed to have anything to do with Fuxuanmeng. They were demons and were incompatible with gods. He had thought about becoming a mythical beast. It can be seen that
An ancient god like Fuxuanmeng is so shameless and has lost interest in mythical beasts. He remembers that the clan elder who succeeded him told him that his responsibility is not only to keep the cat clan safe, but also to lead the cat clan to honor their ancestors and become a mythical beast in the sky.
It seems that now he can only hand over this task to the next generation of Elvis, because he begins to feel that the Gods are dirty and shameless, and he begins to hate the Gods
"Li'er" the shallow call seemed to be condensed with endless attraction. Moli suddenly raised his eyes, and a touch of enchanting blood came over the sky. "How brave, you dare to save my enemy, Li'er"
Suppressing the charming man in white underneath her, a domineering kiss fell on Moli's soft water-colored lips.
The sharp fingernails burned streaks of blood on the neck of the man in red. The soft tongue was wrapped around the man, and the air was robbed by him. The numb feeling in his mouth made him put away the weapon on his fingertips, and responded slowly to the red man.
The man in clothes kissed domineeringly for a long time, for a long time...
Feeling that Moli had difficulty breathing, the man reluctantly let go of Moli's red and swollen lips from being kissed, and licked the corners of his lips, "Li'er..."
Moli calmed down and sniffed the man in red's neck gently, stretched out his soft pink tongue to lick the blood on the man's neck, his greedy look still carried an inviolable holy posture.
The man held the long ink-colored hair behind his head, and an evil and charming face appeared. His narrow phoenix eyes curved into a slightly dangerous arc, and a little bit of cold red light shot out from his eyes: "You little goblin."
, you still like to tease me like this.”
As he spoke, his palms slipped into Moli's clothes. Moli was startled, and his nails scratched the man's half-exposed shoulders again. The man smiled even more seductively, "It's like this every time. We won't be able to leave the palace for a few days."
Gently but quickly, Moli took off the clothes on Moli's body, and the blood-red robe also fell from her body. With half-closed blood-red eyes, she took in all the splendor of the man under her at one glance. Moli still left a stripe on the man's fair back.
There were blood stains, and the man leaned over and kissed every part of the man's body, soft lips, fragrant neck, dogwood on his chest...
From kissing to biting, Moli's breathing became heavier, "Li'er, I'm going in."
After finishing speaking, he already held Moli's waist and thrust into Moli's body...
The man crazily plundered every part of Mo Li's body, and a moving moan escaped from his thin lips. He put away his nails and allowed the man on his body to run wild. He remembered that a thousand years ago, he said to Mo Li, "Li'er, I like you."
Moli said, "I am a cat, and cats have no heart."
He said, "It doesn't matter, I will give you a heart that can only hold my heart."
He did it, he gave Moli a heart, a heart that could only hold him...
His name is Qian Su, the king of demons Qian Su
...........
Slowly withdrawing from Moli's body, holding Moli in his arms, letting Moli lick the blood on his body, stimulating the desire in his body, "Li'er, did you miss me?"
Kissing the sweat stains on Moli's face tenderly, Moli shook his head, "How many years have you not been here?"
He rubbed Moli's silver soft hair lovingly, "Isn't this coming? Heaven is chasing me, I can't hurt you, right?"
"Are you here to kill Fuxuanmeng?" Cold lips rested on Moli's forehead, and he smiled lightly, "No."
Cats are sensitive animals. It seemed that they had a premonition of something. Moli broke away from Qian Su's arms and said, "I still have something to do, you go."
"Do you care about Fuxuanmeng?" She raised the corners of her lips slightly, smiling sarcastically. Moli sighed softly, Qian Su...
"Moli, you are mine, don't provoke Fuxuanmeng!" He suddenly turned over, pressed Moli under him, and entered Moli's body directly. "How many times can we do this, huh? Hahaha...
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Laughing wildly, I suddenly felt as if I would lose something, Qian Su... Qian Su...