Dugu Miejue finally surrendered to Shi Yue's evil and seductive teasing...
Her noble and cold face no longer has any rebellion or stubbornness. Her hot soul defeated the holy and arrogant hypocrisy, guiding her to indulge in her voice.
She bit her bloodshot pink lips and looked at the agile body under her, with shyness and resentment rippling in her charming eyes. She suddenly burst into her eyes with a blurred but hot heat. Her flawless little hands danced gracefully on her delicate body that was about to be covered.
Her subconscious mind was constantly urging her that the first thing she should do in this situation was to take off her pink seductive bra and the narrow and tight underwear that could not wrap her plump buttocks.
Under Shi Yue's hot gaze, Dugu Miejue's weak and boneless tenderness slowly slid along his plump breasts to his white waist. His blurred eyes looked at Shi Yue's seductive chest with resentment. The white jade fingers finally hooked the ribbon of his underwear and slowly faded downwards...
A seductive moan that made people's blood rushing and occasionally a man's hysterical low roar was heard in the dim and quiet hut.
In addition to the translucent pink bra, the narrow and tight underwear filled with the holy fragrance of snow lotus flowers.
The dark light rushed in shyly from the narrow window. The only antique bronze mirror at the corner of the wall reflected a series of seductive and confusing lingering scenes. It was a white and plump body that sinks on another strong body, a charming and coquettish beauty.
When Shi Yue was intoxicated for a moment, his confidante and his cute little sister fell into anxiety and confusion - of course, the most tiring one was the little loli.
The little loli starts from the third floor, searching for a small house and a small house, and dare not let go of any place.
The weather was hot, and there were already fine beads of sweat on her forehead, and her beautiful face was flushed, emitting pure beauty...
At this time, she had searched half of the fourth floor. Although there was still no Shi Yue's figure or any sound, she was still searching carefully. In her heart, Aunt Mazi showed evil and scared. She was anxious and panicked about Shi Yue's bizarre disappearance.
She doesn't want any accidents to happen to her favorite elder brother, otherwise the only sunshine of love in her life will be eclipsed again.
Li Xianyu gently rubbed and leaned against the mural. Her charming body looked a little weak, and her mind was filled with mess, and the figures of Dugu Miejue and Shi Yue continued to appear alternately. She turned a blind eye to all the chaotic and noisy men under the high platform.
In some ways, Li Xianyu is the most wronged person.
Her master did not let her get close to any man, but she fell in love with Shi Yue and couldn't extricate herself!
Shi Yue is the leader among the Black Guards, of course, the future mortal enemy of the Plum Blossom Sect, and the master and Shi Yue are the closest people to him. Anything that happens to one of them is a burden that life cannot bear.
And now, this crisis is getting worse!
Xiao Shitou and his master disappeared at the same time, and the Mazi mask has been discarded. Does that mean that the two have broken up and started a real battle?
Or the master is forcing Xiao Shitou to leave him, and Xiao Shitou wants to eliminate the leader of the Plum Blossom Sect. Such deep hatred and great hatred, and the two of them have great martial arts skills, they really shocked the world and wept ghosts and gods. Even if they are found, how can they be separated?
Just thinking about this, Li Xianyu felt powerless, and even more felt that he was just a duckweed in the water and could not control his destiny.
Some are happy and some are sad!
Shi Yue's disappearance surprised and desolate many of his confidantes, but Zeng Tong... was the happiest bastard.
Today's competition is to write poetry. Three hundred people are divided into ten groups, each with thirty people. Ten outstanding talents must be selected from the three hundred people.
And writing poetry is exactly Zeng Tong’s strength!
Zeng Shan is the judge and naturally has a strong authority. He stood up and said aloud: "All the talents, today we compete for wine poems. One winner will be selected from each group and advance to the next round of competition."
He pointed at Zeng Tong and smiled at the talents: "In order to make all the talents inspire and write wonderful poems, Zeng Tong paid the silver coins himself to offer each talent a bowl of wine, so that everyone could find the true meaning in the wine. Isn't it a pleasure?"
The talented men were cheering and excited.
Even the thousands of talented men watching the battle were given the fine wines given by Zeng Tong.
When the sisters in the Wee Pavilion filled the wine for the talents and then picked up the wine glass to drink, they felt more and more that Zeng Tong's bowl of wine was precious.
"Oh, Mr. Zeng, you are such a great sage. You have never lived a lifetime. You even gave us fine wine to drink. It's really touching."
"Young Master Zeng, if you are rewarded, you will be able to win the championship and bring the beauty back."
"Young Master Zeng, you have good character and good knowledge. I am optimistic about you. You will definitely defeat Young Master Nongyue and Zhegui Jinghua Poetry Club."
"Hehe... Why haven't Mr. Nongyue come yet? Are you scared by Mr. Zeng so hard that you dare not come?"
...
Among the thousands of talented men outside the field, some people kept saying things to compliment Zeng Tong and belittle Shi Yue.
Hongxing saw it and was angry in her heart. She pulled Youlan's arm, pouted her mouth, and said resentfully: "Sister Youlan, listen, it's so annoying!"
"These slutty bastards must be the bastards who Zeng Tong secretly bought money by secretly. They bullied the adults and took the opportunity to raise Zeng Tong and belittle them. Humph... If they dare to talk nonsense again, I will drink them if they don't give them any more."
As he spoke, his eyes were watery, and he was so angry that he almost cried.
"Don't! I still have to give them some wine. Sister Hongxing must not be trapped in these bastards."
Youlan winked and said, "Who doesn't know the relationship between Sister Hongxing and the bad guy? If the sister doesn't give those people a drink, they will take advantage of the problem and catch a saying that belittles the bad guy! That's not helping the bad guy, but pulling him back."
Hongxing woke up and frowned and said, "What should I do? Just let them gossip? I always feel angry."
Youlan twisted her butt and said with a smile: "What are you afraid of? I have remembered these people. They can't run away. When the bad guys come back, I will complain and let the bad guys deal with them."
"Yes! Yes! There is the best way to deal with these bastards."
Hongxing said, stomped her feet hard again, and looked around anxiously: "But... why haven't the adults come yet? Look, Sister Yu'er was so anxious that she almost cried. It's true that sir! Can't we confidants feel at ease?"
"What are Sister Hongxing worried about?"
Youlan curled her lips disdainfully: "The bad guy is famous for being greedy for beauty. Can he be willing to not attend the poetry meeting? Can he be willing to let Li Xianyu, the rose, be picked by someone else? And Zeng Tong is his mortal enemy, how could he let Zeng Tong show off his might?"
Hongxing asked again: "Why haven't the lord appeared yet? The poetry meeting is about to begin."