This torturing little woman is as innocent as a child, which is extremely rare.
"I'll take it off...you have to take it off too..." Xiahou Huan'er swam over his body, smiling brightly, like a playful child, playfully grabbing his clothes, pulling and tearing them.
Dongfang Xing's secret fire burned even brighter, he stretched out his hand to pull her over, pressed her against the pool wall, lowered his head, and covered her lips.
Hey, this is a familiar smell to her, and it's right this time. It's his.
Xia Hou Huan'er, who was completely drunk, still remembered his smell.
Clear, masculine, domineering and unique.
It is unique to Dongfang Xing and no other man has it.
Xiahou Huan'er happily stretched out her hands to wrap around his neck, with a sweet and bright smile on her lips. She looked like a fairy who had strayed into the mortal world.
Her sweet breath was filled with the taste of wine, and it tasted so charming.
The enthusiastic little guy's already blushing face became even redder at this moment.
Dongfang Xing half-squinted his deep and sharp eyes, looking at her in fascination. He especially loved her misty, moist and charming eyes. Every wave of light reflected from her eyes could easily affect him.
The heart breaks the calm lake of heart.
After being drunk for three minutes, I woke up. After soaking in the pool, I woke up for a few minutes, and my consciousness gradually recovered.
Xiahou Huan'er opened her misty cat eyes and looked at his handsome face that was red with desire and water vapor. Those eyes, that nose, and that mouth were so sexy that it was rare. This was her man, doting on her.
The man in his heart, no matter what she did wrong, tolerated her infinitely, her soul drifted and her heart flew away.
Dongfang Xing asked in a low voice in her ear: "Huan'er, look at me, who am I?" His deep voice became hoarse and sexy due to the suppression of the dark fire.
Xiahou Huan'er's chaotic head became extremely clear at that moment. She looked at him firmly, with a dazzling smile on her lips, and responded loudly: "Dongfang Xing, you are Dongfang Xing, Xing..."
She shouted his name loudly, and that look was so strange to him that he let out a low growl like a beast: "Huan'er."
The Corpse King's fighting power is astonishing, and his energy is even more powerful, making people love and hate him at the same time.
Xiahou Huan'er didn't know how long she had been tormented by him. She had been in a daze, and she didn't know where her soul had drifted down.
He was like a devil who was not satisfied, constantly consuming her energy.
After waking up after several breaks, she blinked her eyes with sore eyes when she saw his still shining deep eyes.
I couldn't help but push him away and scolded hoarsely: "Dongfang Xing, you have a sperm in your head. Do you want to torture me to death so that you can feel at ease?"
You bitch, he hasn't done this in eight hundred years, he wants to get it all back from her at once, right?
Her eyes were swollen, with deep dark circles, and her face was haggard. She looked really shocking.
God, how could he be so rude to her? He should be gentler.
Dongfang Xing was intimidated by his masterpiece and couldn't help cursing himself, he should have been more compassionate.
"Huan'er, I..." The words choked in his throat, and he picked her up.
"I'm so tired, what do you want to do?" Xiahou Huan'er was intimidated by him. She shouldn't want to change places and come here again, this beast.
Her frightened look made his heart suddenly shrink. This was a good thing, but it was turned into this by his dissatisfaction.
He quickly comforted you and said, "I'll take you to rinse the water and put some medicine on you. It will make you feel better."
