Ever since Jiang Yige left the fairy world for the demon world, Zi Yan Xianzun has been very preoccupied and even worried about gains and losses.
The reason is simply because she has been following Jiang Yige for so long, but she is still intact and Jiang Yige did not want her!
Originally! It’s nothing. From the perspective of ordinary women, it’s just a matter of time. However, when this matter falls to the powerful and powerful Ziyan Xianzun, it’s different.
After all, she is the Lord of the Zhongji Immortal Realm, and now she is the only eldest sister in name in the entire Lower Immortal Realm. How long did you think Chang'e had been following Jiang Yige? She had already become Jiang Yige's woman within a few hours of meeting her.
Especially when I saw Jiang Yige's bunch of beautiful wives. Not only did they look more like fairies than fairies, but they were also so powerful, although they were a little inferior to me. But one of them was named Wei'er, Ziyan.
But it is impossible to see through it. In his words, it is unfathomable.
That day, Jiang Yige and the woman in the Hunyuan Shen Ring were alone together. Ziyan wouldn't believe it if she didn't do anything. Although she was still a virgin and had no experience with men and women, she still had hundreds of thousands of dollars.
years old.
Don't you have any eyesight? After Jiang Yige separated from Jiang Yige, all of them were radiant and charming. They were obviously nourished by Jiang Yige and were satisfied physically and mentally.
But that big bad guy, you have dealt with so many women, are you still worried about one more of you? It only takes a few dozen minutes! Is that layer of film really worthless? After all, they are all immortals.
Brand hymen! But it has been practiced for hundreds of thousands of years! But why does that bastard just don’t want it!
Is it because you are hundreds of thousands of years old and you dislike yourself for being old? Although a mortal woman becomes an old woman after thirty years old, even a virgin is still an old maid.
But I am a dignified immortal! I am very beautiful, but I am old. My breasts are not saggy, my butt is very up, and my waist is slim.
Whenever I take a shower, water can squeeze out of my jade-white skin. Hum! Moreover, I am the master of the lower immortal world, even though you asked me to be the master of the lower immortal world.
But don’t you think it’s a great sense of accomplishment to be able to get the Lord of the Lower Immortal Realm to bed and have sex with you? No matter how Zi Yan thinks about it, she can’t think of a reason why Jiang Yige doesn’t touch her.
reason. So her mood was very complicated and distressed.
A person just sits on the throne of the Immortal in a daze. The more he thinks about it, the angrier he gets and the more scared he gets. If Jiang Yige finds out, he will definitely scream that he is wronged! I never thought that it would be wrong not to touch you. If I had known earlier, I would have killed you.
Strip it off and forget it, you xx.
Do you think it would be easy for me to guard a beautiful woman who is an immortal or a lord of the immortal world and not touch me? Don’t I want to give you an unforgettable and perfect first time? How wronged!
After drinking with Li Sheng and the others, Jiang Yige staggered back to the Immortal Temple. His resting place was in the palace of the temple. It was in the same house as Ziyan Moer and Chang'e. Or it was an independent palace.
.
Mo'er and Chang'e were chatting in the living room. When they saw Jiang Yige coming back, they both ran over and hugged him excitedly; "Husband, you're back! Why did you drink so much wine! Well! It stinks!" Mo'er said.
Wrinkling her little nose.
With such a cute look, Jiang Yige wanted to take a bite of her bright red and tender mouth. Chang'e found a towel and gently helped Jiang Yige wipe her face. Her face, as handsome as the sun god, made him uncomfortable.
Been a little obsessed.
"Hey, I just had a drink with Li Sheng and those guys. What's wrong? Does our little Mo'er dislike her husband's smell?" Jiang Yige pinched Mo'er's pink little face.
"No! Mo'er won't dislike it! Come on, husband, take a sip of tea first!" Mo'er said, holding the teacup and passing it to Jiang Yige's mouth.
"My husband wants you to feed me with your mouth!" Jiang Yige looked at Mo'er's bright red cherry mouth and couldn't help but swallowed. It was so tempting.
Mo'er's little face suddenly turned red, reaching the root of her neck. But she still took a sip of tea, and then slowly put it into Jiang Yige's mouth.