It was just a kiss, just a kiss. He already felt like he couldn't control himself. He just seemed to want to soften in her arms...
His breath became shallower and shallower, as if he would die of suffocation at any time, but he couldn't bear to let go, and just left, which was a good thing...
To die under peonies, to be a ghost is to be romantic, that's probably it...
Finally, when he thought he only had his last breath left, Lu Qingqing suddenly let go of him...
Then, her red and beautiful face was as beautiful as the peach blossoms in March, and her red lips were so red that they bled. She was panting heavily, and her half-open breasts were rising and falling with her breathing.
It’s truly a heavenly beauty…
He took a deep breath, couldn't control it anymore, turned over, pushed her down on the bed, and then started galloping...
In the room, soft ejaculation and heavy breathing were played softly like a moving symphony...
"I am the saint of the witch clan, you can't kill me! If you kill me, you will be against the entire witch clan!" Bai Mingyue stared at the three little nannies and the five guards in front of her with a face of fear but unwilling to admit defeat.
His face shouted arrogantly.
In fact, she was afraid deep down in her heart. People who have never experienced death would not understand how fragile and terrifying a person is at the moment of death, and how desperate they are to survive.
Really, maybe she will never forget the period before she struggled in the sea and drowned.
It’s so terrible…
That kind of powerlessness, that kind of terrible feeling that everything was going to end, that she would cease to exist, she really hoped not to be touched again in this life.
Her life was glorious and glorious, and she was superior to others. She didn't want it to be gone just like that...
The higher the position, the richer and more prosperous people are, the more afraid they are of death... because they have too much, and once they die, they will have nothing.
"Even if we kill you, will the Wu clan people know? All the Wu clan people in this boat are already dead?" Little Xian'er smiled cutely, her cute little face full of cunning:
"Oh no, I forgot that there is also a Green Bamboo National Master. Well, it is indeed impossible for him to save you, but he will definitely avenge you. This is true!"
"..." Bai Mingyue bit her lip and said nothing.
But for some reason, when Xiao Xian'er said that Lu Zhu would not save her, she actually felt that it was impossible.
Over the years, although I have loved him, I have always understood one thing, that is, he has always been with her because of her value. If she did not have the status of a saint, I am afraid that he...
He wouldn't even look at her.
She seems to be a superior saint of the witch clan, but in fact she is just...a poor person. At least, she has never really won his heart...
In fact, I have always known this, but I was unwilling to admit it, and never faced it. It was only at this moment that I suddenly understood that no matter how unwilling or unwilling to admit it, this is all true...
Especially... when it was sarcastically sarcastic by a five-year-old child, she felt that it was bloody...
