She saw a layer of moist mist rising in Balian's dark eyes, and then she relaxed.
Ninety-nine's calm and cold eyes seemed like a heavy fog at this moment, moist and blurred, like a pool covered with misty rain, and the light color of his lips was beautiful.
Because of the friction of the hair, it is stained with a layer of water, making it more and more bright red and alluring.
Balian's eyes were red, his mouth was slightly open, and his chest was rising and falling rapidly. However, before he could take a breath, the woman sitting on him swaying smiled slightly, leaned down again, and blocked his lips.
Soon Jiujiu felt that he had gradually adapted to her offense and began to entice her in turn.
A gentle smile appeared in her eyes, as clear as spring water.
Simply let go of the hands holding Balian's cheeks.
Sure enough, as soon as he let go, Balian's head did not fall. Instead, he raised his head, raised his neck, and kissed her deeply.
Jiujiu narrowed her beautiful eyes and quietly enjoyed herself. A plain hand slid across his waist and narrow abdomen. The smooth and cool body had veins due to the binding of the red rope, which was very easy to touch.
She gently scratched his skin with her round and clean nails.
When Jiujiu first checked the knowledge of furnace heart, he was not impressed by the human behavior of kissing. He only felt that this kind of meaningless physical contact was a bit boring.
But if this is a necessary requirement between sex, she is willing to go through the entire process.
But I never imagined that I would have such an unprecedented and different feeling when I personally experienced it.
She narrowed her red and wet eyes and looked at the boy below her, like a docile and clingy dog, with longing hums coming from her throat.
She seemed... to have met a little master who was very flirtatious and easy to coax.
Ninety-Nine likes the way he asks for a kiss passionately.
She also imitated his actions, biting his lower lip gently, then turned her head away, avoiding his kiss, and kissed her soft and moist lips along his cheek all the way to his ear.
Balian lost the target of kissing and became anxious.
Ninety-Nine was knocked into a light and seductive sound, and the dimples were stained with a light flush.
Kissing his red ears, a jade hand climbed up to Balian's arm that was raised above his head, and interlocked with his fingers. The vague chuckle was already tainted with hard-to-conceal lust.
She called her master calmly and coldly: "Do you want to hug me?"
Balian nodded without hesitation.
Ninety-nine slender fingers deftly untied the rope tied to the bed frame. Balian's hands were still tied together, but they were not bound by the bed. She took his arms with one hand and wrapped them around hers.
Jade neck, then the arm circled Balian's neck from behind, and the wrist exerted a slight force to hold up his head.
She propped herself up, with a cold smile in her lowered eyes. Her moist and bright eyes looked at Balian's foggy eyes, and asked softly: "Master, do you want to kiss me again?"
Balian knew that this hateful guy Jiujiu would never hand all the initiative into his hands at once.
Instead, she lured him into a trap step by step, slowly and elegantly untying his restrictions.
It is clear that a master calls him to be respectful and obedient, but what he does is full of control.
Like a polite scum who takes every step of the way.
But when he met such a gentle scum, what else could he do, just lie down and enjoy it.
Balian didn't answer her words, it was because he wanted to maintain his son's face, and he still didn't get the end of it.
With a slight exertion of his arms around Jiujiu's thin neck, he brought her body down. Jiujiu understood his body movements in a tacit understanding.
The clear light reflected in the depths of her eyes was as light as snow, with a hint of gentleness like melting snow.
She bent her hand around the back of Balian's neck and lifted up his upper body. This time she was much gentler, lightly sweeping his lower lip, and then Balian licked it tentatively like a little animal.
Her lips are moist and soft.
Hmm, that's a pretty good feeling.
Jiujiu felt that whether it was the atmosphere or the senses, just a simple kiss made her feel a little bit delicious, and she couldn't help but want to taste it harder and deeper.
Ning Feiyan looked at the two people who were passionately kissing each other, and the strange astringent feeling in her heart surged up again.
The melon seeds and peanuts in my hand suddenly lost their fragrance.
Xiao Hongzhuang, who was originally covering her cheeks with five fingers, suddenly looked through the gaps between her fingers and noticed something interesting.
There was a strange light in her eyes. As they kissed each other step by step, she silently said "Wow!"
A succubus who has lived for thousands of years is actually shocked by the skills of women of other races in bed.
snort.
Ning Feiyan snorted sourly in her heart, thinking, aren't there many ways to kiss Bobo?
After playing for so long, I only know one routine and my posture has not changed. How can I be so amazed by you?
Really useless.
Shu Ci, who was wagging his tail, came over calmly and lay on the edge of the bed, looking fascinated.
Sometimes she would show the same astonished gaze as Hongzhuang, and sometimes she would frown frequently, cover her heart and whisper: "It's strange, why is it so dull and uncomfortable here?"
As she said that, she clenched her little fist and hammered her chest, trying to hammer away the weird and uncomfortable feeling. Then, holding in an inexplicable breath, and looking like a well-behaved primary school student, she lay on the edge of the bed seriously.
Studying' went.
This scene made Ning Feiyan angry and funny.
Above the soft tent, the atmosphere gradually thickened and deepened.
Ning Feiyan could tell that Jiujiu wanted to suppress Bai Lian. The woman was slowly encroaching on the rhythm, and would not satisfy him all at once. Instead, she called the master in her mouth and untied his imprisonment step by step.
Not fully understood.
At the same time, he is swaying and hooking, making people covet the unobtainable tune...
Damn it, this serious-looking doll is really good at being a woman.
Ning Feiyan cursed secretly in her heart.
How come you have so many tricks and tricks while sleeping with a man?
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! In the past, Ning Feiyan was never afraid of such a cold beauty, such a cold, clear and incomprehensible clear soup with little water.
Looking at the beauty and exquisiteness, men will at least get tired of it after trying something new. When it comes to women, they must be charming and enchanting. They must be a dose of beauty, charm and poison, which can easily penetrate into the flesh and blood of the target.
But who would have thought that his grandma's cold-blooded beauty would also be ascetic in nature, but in reality she was a well-dressed and elegant scum.
He can also take advantage of his innate appearance and temperament to create a sense of contrast that is both forbidden and bewitching.
It's really hard to charm men, even better than a succubus.
Could it be that the Snow City Lord of Shifang City also collected the skills and knowledge about the succubus clan and integrated them into Yinghuo's furnace heart.
Ning Feiyan glanced at Liushen, who was blushing with embarrassment, and felt that this was not the case...
Can the same doll products made from the same batch, the same materials, and the same furnace produce different personalities?
No matter what, this kind of ninety-nine undoubtedly gave Ning Feiyan, who had been extremely confident in herself in the past, an unprecedented sense of crisis.
She felt like she could no longer keep her food bowl.
Who told her that she actually learned sexual knowledge beyond the realm of succubus from a layman?
What made Ning Feiyan secretly feel depressed was that, looking at Ninety-nine like this, she actually had the urge to take out a small notebook and take notes to record all her skills.
But the only thing that makes Ning Feiyan happy is that the little cauldron she raised did not let her down.
I saw the little guy calmly wrapping his two tightly bound wrist circles around her snow-white slender neck, his round and bright eyes were moistened with a light crimson, and his little teeth bit her gently, clearly making him
It is clear that he wants to turn his back on himself and become a little wild wolf.
But he always placed the back of his neck obediently on Jiujiu's warm hand, as if he was obediently letting her control her actions.
He also repeatedly jumps between the little wolfdog and the little milk dog, imitating each other and making the contrast clear.
No matter who looks at Brian's non-offensive but wet eyes, he can't help but feel weak in his heart.
Jiujiu sighed secretly in her heart. She let go of his lips almost indulgently, kissed up his cheek, and gently kissed the corners of his red eyes. Her usually cold voice whispered softly at this moment.
When he spoke, he was actually gentle, as if a cloud of mist and rain had melted into it.
She said softly: "Okay, I won't embarrass you."
When Jiujiu lowered his eyes and looked at him, there was an illusion in those cold, dark, heartless eyes that he seemed to be caring for someone with all his heart.
Balian almost drowned in that look.
Ninety-nine fingers went around the back of his neck and untied the red rope around his wrist. The arm holding the back of Balian's neck exerted a slight force, trying to hold Balian's body and lead him to turn over and change positions.
But as soon as the red rope came loose, Bailian's slender fingers wrapped it around her, grabbed her hand, and twisted the red rope in her palm.
Then he put the red rope into her palm again.
Just like a fish throws itself into a net or a fox jumps into a trap.
He hooked his fingers around the red rope, looping it around and around, tangled his wrists tightly, and without tying it, it fell heavily into her palm.
Jiujiu looked at Balian with a slightly surprised expression.
Balian rubbed her body and said, "That's good."
A well-behaved appearance, which is very different from Jiujiu's cannibalistic mood. Underneath the innocent appearance, there is an extremely obvious invitation to seduce.
This makes even the coldest jade stone be dyed with a faint jade color.
Ninety-nine was quiet for a moment, or maybe it wasn't quiet.
He was just getting used to the abnormally warm heartbeat frequency under his chest.
But after all, Jiujiu is not an ordinary girl. Her head is slightly tilted, and there is mist in her eyes. Under the light of the swaying pearl, there seems to be stars filling it.
Her drooping long eyelashes trembled slightly. She was no longer obsessed with distinguishing between high and low, and she no longer played the trick of trying to catch people's appetites.
A jade hand with slender knuckles, carrying a warm and cool body temperature, fell towards Balian's chest.
She changed from lying to sitting, with her palms resting on his chest, and her sharp chin raised, revealing a long, slender and beautiful neck.
Ninety-nine is a born controller.
She endured it for ninety-nine times, but she was shaking like a dead leaf in the wind. In the hazy light, she could see a touching beauty on her cold face. She was really a monster and deceived people.
The two of them were facing each other and hugging each other, and Jiujiu buried her head into the man's neck. From Bailian's perspective, she could just see her slender and delicate neckline exposed, dripping with moist thin sweat, under the snow-white skin.
The texture tossing and turning is indescribably alluring.
Balian's fangs were lightly exposed, and he lowered his head on the side of her snow-white jade neck. His fangs gently pierced the soft skin filled with the feminine fragrance, and the warm and sweet liquid dripped down like the gentlest dew in the world.
Tip of the tongue.
The corpse demon sucks blood, and it has an ambiguous poisonous intention that makes people feel lustful.
Ninety-nine's body was slightly tense, his lips and teeth were touching his skin, and a strong emotion hit his brain, making him confused and unclear, as if he was drunk.
All the senses seemed to converge at that point, and all one could feel was the warm lips rolling around on his neck.
Ninety-nine slender jade back has a thin layer of chestnuts.
"Hmm..." Jiujiu finally spoke out uncontrollably. Precisely because of the puppet Yinghuo's natural restraint, even this suppressed moan seemed jerky.
She couldn't help but hugged Bai Lian's waist tightly, her eyes turned red, and her cold face looked away with a bit of embarrassment.
The strange feeling brought about by sucking blood makes the body extremely sensitive.
The palms that tightly hugged Balian's waist were curled and opened, and he began to feel uneasy like a prey caught in a snare.
The six senses opened their eyes wide, looking at the two people whose auras gradually changed in the blink of an eye, and felt incredible.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The veins on the snow-white and slender neck appeared. Perhaps it was the low cry just now that made her feel that she had lost her reputation, and what followed was just biting Bai Bai.
Ryan's shoulders refused to make any sound.
After a long time, Jiujiu's tight legs slowly relaxed.
She seemed extremely tired, and she tilted her beautiful neck, and her black hair stuck to her sweaty shoulders, looking beautiful and luxuriant.
After breathing slightly for a moment to adjust, she glanced sideways and calmly at the women who were already lying in a row, then pursed her lips and said, "Who's next?"
The mentality is as stable as an old dog.
Balian didn't give the girls a chance to answer. He took her thin and white waist with one hand and turned her over.
Ninety-nine groaned, his cold face turned red, and his expression was a bit unnatural, and he said: "I don't like it."
Back in the Thousand Souls Mausoleum, she was not as cautious as she is now, and I don't know if she has gradually understood emotions, or if she is a little ashamed in front of everyone.
Baili'an tapped her waist steadily, and a long red thread was wrapped around her wrist, slowly and slowly wrapped around Jiujiu's thin and slender waist, circle after circle.
The snow-white jade skin reflects the red thread, pulling the silk and curving the waist.
The thread is closed in the hand, slightly closed
Jiujiu secretly gritted her teeth, gently raised her slender fingers, and pulled the red rope she controlled.
Ring the bell, jingle bell, jingle bell!
Balian took a deep breath, but he also knew that Jiujiu was just scaring him and would not take it seriously. He lowered his body and said in a low voice: "Sister..."
Ninety-nine's heart trembled at the sound of calling her sister.
Although he has a "human" heart, it always doesn't listen to his own orders.
Jiujiu didn't even look at the girls crawling on the edge of the bed. She pursed her lips, pretended to be cold and majestic with her red eyes, and said lightly: "Only this time."
I can't refuse, but in front of this group of women, I always have to establish dignity and face.
Looking at Jiujiu who had compromised inexplicably like this, Ning Feiyan whispered dissatisfiedly: "Why does this stupid cat call everyone sister? I remember that the doll Yinghuo was only born more than ten years ago.
Right? He is a lowly child, and for the sake of happiness, it is really shameless to have one sister at a time."
How could the six senses fail to tell that Ning Feiyan was hiding something in his words? He was obviously talking about Bailian's fault, but secretly he was actually hurting Jiujiu.
She instantly became unhappy, and said with a cold smile: "According to human age, a woman's age is determined by time, but in our world of women, being older is not a big deal."
After saying that, she glanced down at Ning Feiyan and smiled with a hint of scorn: "It is said that the succubus clan has outstanding talents and outstanding figures, and they are considered to be the best in the world. But today, it seems,
Don’t say that that kid should call her sister, it won’t be unfair even if you call her.”
Ning Feiyan twitched the corner of her mouth, and her eyes immediately turned cold for a moment, but she immediately put on that false charming smile, her eyes turned affectionately, and fell on Liu Shi, and said with a smile: "In that case, Your Excellency
Regardless of age or the 'world' of women, no matter what today, I can only be the youngest sister. Even Xiao Hongzhuang can be far ahead of you. It's really sad, Sister Liu Shi."
There was a verbal battle, how could the six senses be the opponent of the old goblin Ning Feiyan? He was immediately defeated in just one reincarnation, and his face turned livid and extremely ugly.
However, Ning Feiyan's mood at the moment was definitely not good. The precise attack of her sixth sense made her secretly depressed but unable to show it at all.
At the other end, the red rope was turning over itself and playing tricks. The pretentious little puppet looked aloof and cool. Even though it was only this once, it was rare to see that it was very obedient.
As the red thread in Bai Lian's hand loosened.
The ninety-nine snow-white and soft delicate body was like a paper kite with its string broken, so weak that it went limp.
Balian slowly retracted the red thread tied around her waist and abdomen.
With ninety-nine eyelids fluttering, all he could see was that he was lazy and weak, and could no longer feel the coldest energy.
His slender, snow-white arms groped for a long time on the bed, but found nothing.
Jiujiu then remembered that the only soft quilt on the bed was originally wrapped around Bai Lian.
She just tore it into countless pieces with her own hands.
The cotton wool is still floating under the bed.
Ninety-nine:"……"
Balian laughed out loud at her faint appearance, how could he bear to embarrass her.
He glanced at Six Senses.
The six senses that had been peeping at him in a trance suddenly met Balian's eyes. Her pretty face turned red instantly, but she also knew what Balian wanted her to do.
For a wealthy family like Fang Geyu, even the bedrooms used to entertain guests have cabinets specially equipped with replacement beddings.
Blushing, she took small steps and hurriedly brought a soft new quilt from the cabinet for Balian and gave it to him.
Bailian spread out the quilt, draped the soft and fluffy quilt behind him, held one corner of the quilt with each hand, and very childishly rushed towards Ninety-Nine with the wide and fluffy quilt, like a bag.
The dumpling stuffing seemed to wrap up the delicate snow-white body underneath her tightly.
Just after the indulgence, a thin layer of sweat moistened the skin of Jiujiu, which was as white as a pile of snow. She was wrapped in her arms and felt as smooth as grease. Her body temperature at this moment was much warmer than usual. She hugged her and said