long night walk

Chapter 586

"Red makeup?"

Mo Jun frowned, as if he was slightly displeased to hear him talking about her woman at this time.

But maybe she felt that the red makeup did not pose a great threat to her, and nothing happened.

"It's nothing more than an insignificant succubus killer. If you want to save her life, it doesn't matter."

The green bamboos are sprinkled with drizzle in the garden, and the gurgling sound is like the rain falling into the palm of your hand, or like a small fish going into the sea.

Baili An absent-mindedly hummed, the skin on the slender waist pressed by the palms was covered with thin sweat, and the hands were extraordinarily slippery and soft.

He could hardly hold back the woman's trembling ups and downs.

He turned his eyes rigidly and looked at His Majesty the Demon Lord beside the couch, with an uncontrollable trill in his voice: "It's getting late, Your Majesty should go back to the palace to sleep and rest earlier?"

In the quilt, one arm was tightly hugged by Ning Feiyan, and the cold arm fell into the warm and soft body temperature. It felt very comfortable, but Bai Lian had no intention of experiencing this comfort at all.

He only knew that if the female devil didn't leave, he didn't know how long he could last.

At this moment, the female devil did not continue to mess around, but fell into a brief silence.

After a while, like a lazy cat, she turned over on the couch, supported the bed with both hands, and knelt down beside Bai Lian.

A coquettish and unparalleled jade face approached, Yingying's eyes fell directly on Bai Li'an's lips

"You kiss me."

Bai Lian breathed in his throat, thinking he was hallucinating: "What... what?"

The female devil turned half of her face to the side: "You kiss me, and I will go back to sleep tonight."

As if she was afraid that Bai Lian would not agree, she hurriedly pointed to the exquisite birdcage on the bed table: "I will give you the bird."

If it was the past, he would never do such frivolous and flirtatious things if he broke Bai Lian's bones, not to mention that the target is the king of the devil world.

It's just that the current situation can't allow him to continue to be arrogant. Bai Li'an, who was tortured by these two female demons, just wanted to send her away quickly.

He lifted his head out from under the quilt, and Bai Lian kissed the female devil on the cheek very simply.

Worried that she wasn't satisfied enough, the kiss was extraordinarily solid, and he took a sip.

The action may have been a bit heavy, and her snow-white cheeks were flushed red.

Xu Shi didn't expect Bai Li'an to be happy at all, the female devil held her face sideways, with a dazed expression, and the white skin on the earlobe quickly turned red.

Seeing that she hadn't moved from her nest, Bai Lian just slowly lowered her head while covering her cheeks, and the black hair on her shoulders slowly fell down, hiding her face, so she couldn't see any expressions clearly.

Don't you think kissing is too perfunctory?

Just when he was struggling, the little wild cat under him was almost unable to suppress it, and Bai Lian kept calm, and simply kept doing nothing.

A hand came out from under the quilt, pinched the warm and delicate chin of the female devil, and lifted her face forcefully.

The pulp of the thumb gently stroked her slightly parted lips, and propped up her body, not allowing the female devil to have any reaction at all, and sealed her rapid breathing.

Across the night, the female devil's jewel-like pupils turned from shallow to thick, and the scene in her pupils seemed to freeze instantly.

There is still rosiness between the white snow cheeks, with an unbelievable little joy.

The female devil who was half kneeling on the bed suddenly lost her mind, her whole body was about to soften into a puddle of water, she clasped her shoulders with both hands, and there was a rouge-colored red mark at the end of her eyes. Such a soft appearance is unreasonable. pity.

The lips parted for a long time, and the lips of the two were both ambiguous and thin red. Facing the moist eyes of the female devil, Bai Li'an turned his head unnaturally: "Go back to sleep?"

The female devil touched the place where his fingers pinched her chin.

How do you feel moist?
Her mind had already become a mess, which made her lose her ability to think.

The female devil was in a daze, but the shyness and joy that could not be concealed were suppressed in her vague voice: "Well, go back to sleep... go back to sleep..."

After finishing speaking, he turned over and fell off the bed in a hurry, not even caring about putting on his shoes and socks. In the dark, he was like a thief who steals fragrance and jade and returns with a full reward.

When stepping through the gate of the palace, he tripped over the very short steps, and the king of a world almost fell to the ground without looking like a shit.

Bai Lian's mind was tense, and he sensed the breath of the Demon Lord with his spiritual sense very intently. He didn't lift the quilt until he was completely sure that she was really leaving.

Ning Feiyan was curled up on the messy and wrinkled bed, her two slender jade arms tightly wrapped around Bai Lian's waist.

The big purple dress on her body slipped off at some point, revealing her snowy shoulders and jade arms.

Her panting appearance is extraordinarily alluring, like dewy pear blossoms, with misty water waves in her half-closed and half-open eyes.

Bai Lian looked down with a dark face, and there were tooth marks like mottled wounds on his waist, which crawled all over his waist in clusters.

He shook his head vigorously, rubbed his right hand unconsciously on the bed, quickly took off his clothes and put them on, and wanted to go to the table and pour a cup of herbal tea on Ning Feiyan's face.

But before he got up, Bai Lian's little finger was gently hooked by a slender little finger stretched out by Ning Feiyan, only to hear her panting for a while, gently hooking it, as if hooking the only one life-saving straw.

That unintentional panting sound is really a bit like the soft tone of a cat when you listen to it carefully now.

Bai Lian was taken aback by her actions, and couldn't help but look down at her.

It is always difficult for succubi to control their self-esteem and emotions.

At this time, Ning Feiyan's wet eyes concealed a bit of embarrassment and distress, and her cheeks stained with sweat were deeply buried on the soft couch.

But she still seems to be biting the last bit of stubbornness and dignity, not asking for help.

The little finger hooked on Bai Lian's little finger trembled slightly, as if it could be released with a slight struggle.

Bai Lian looked at the teacup on the table and was silent for a long time, finally sighed softly, curled up her little finger, hooked her finger tightly, pulled it lightly, and said in a clear voice, "Come here."

Ning Fei's smoky eyes froze slightly, as if surprised by his gentle voice.

She slowly lifted up that pretty face with a bit of forbearance, seductive when dizzy and emotional, her teeth chattering, and slowly crawled towards him.

The whole person is as docile as a kitten with fur, lying quietly on Bai Lian's lap, with flushed eyes.

A cool breeze entered the room, blowing the light curtains on the bed.

Bai Lian reached out and gently stroked the soft black hair covering her back, as if comforting a frightened kitten.

Ning Feiyan never liked being touched by others, but her body belonging to a succubus liked the touch of that palm very much. She squinted her eyes and hummed, her appearance becoming more and more docile and well-behaved.

She couldn't help but gently rubbed her cheek against Bai Lian's thigh, her back slightly arched, and she inadvertently proudly showed her elegant and delicate waist curve.

Gradually, just touching the hair seemed not enough to satisfy her, Ning Feiyan raised her pretty face, her snow-white throat slipped, and she made a soft and disturbed sound.

Bai Lian was a little at a loss, he withdrew the palm that fell between her hair, and gently wiped her hot cheeks, the cold body temperature seemed to make her grab some comfort in an instant.

Ning Feiyan put her chin in his palm and rubbed it.

Bai Lian, who had never seen her like this before, couldn't help laughing.

Perhaps this is also a natural ability of the succubus family, that gaze is too guiding and suggestive.

Even Bai Lian, who didn't know much about Fengyue, seemed to understand something in the dark.

He slowly pulled out his slender index finger, tapped lightly on the tip of her jade-white nose, and asked tentatively, "This?"

Ning Feiyan half propped herself up, and limply leaned into his arms, her cheeks buried in his chest, her two trembling little hands grasped the loose skirts on both sides, and she let out a muffled 'hmm' .

The voice was so flattering that it almost dripped water.

The hall was dimly lit, and it was extremely quiet.

Baili glanced at her quietly, stretched out his hand and patted the back of her hand. After slowly separating his fingers, he got up to heat the tea, added cups to cups, and brought a cup of hot misty tea to serve. at the head of the bed.

Ning Feiyan originally wanted to pretend to be asleep and muddle through, but hearing the slight footsteps under the bed, she couldn't help but raise her eyes, so that she was facing Bai Lian's black eyes.

Feeling a little flustered, knowing that pretending to sleep is useless, Ning Feiyan tightly hugged the soft pillow in her arms, biting her fingernails, and raised her eyebrows solemnly.

I thought the shy young man would just leave.

Who would have thought that he took a new sash from the closet, adjusted his appearance, and then sat on the edge of the bed with a well-dressed appearance.

He took a bowl of warm tea, handed it to her, and said, "Have a cup of hot tea to make you feel better?"

Ning Feiyan subconsciously resisted his warm gesture, subconsciously frowned and said, "I'm not thirsty."

The voice came out, but it was so hoarse that it didn't look like a thing.

Bai Lian frowned, and his voice was rarely serious: "Drink it."

The kid was still slapping his nose, and Ning Feiyan was about to speak a lesson, but his eyes suddenly fixed on his fingertips holding the tea.

He held the tea very steadily, so where did the wetness on his fingertips come from?

Ning Feiyan's face turned red, and she lost all momentum. She hugged the pillow awkwardly, and went to drink the tea in his hand.

Even she herself hadn't realized that she was acting like a well-behaved pet at the moment.

Soon, a cup of tea bottomed out.

The dry and hot throat is warm and hot, which is indeed a lot more comfortable.

Ning Feiyan licked her lips and was about to speak.

On the other side, Baili'an put down the empty lamp steadily, put his elbows on his knees, and looked at Ning Feiyan with his palms on his cheeks, with an elusive deep meaning in his eyes:

"On such an important day, you didn't go back to the palace to stay and come to me to eat broad beans and melon seeds, but you had a good time?"

There was no hint of sarcasm in the words, most of them were ridicule, but even so, it was enough to make Ning Feiyan feel ashamed.

It's just that it's not her style to be shy like a little woman over and over again because of shame.

She would rather Feiyan, even if she suffered a crushing defeat, she would deal with everything perfectly without losing her composure.

"Enjoy yourself? Young Master Sichen, I don't know if he is too confident or looks down on his concubine." Her charming eyes, which were still wet, slid down and fell on his hand, and she said with a mocking smile: "This can make people have a good time." gone?"

Bai Lian laughed angrily. This kind of dog who doesn't recognize people in skirts really deserves to be beaten.

He raised his hand as if to slap her on the head to punish her, but Ning Feiyan was not afraid at all, but shrank her head with a timid look.

The forceful movement of Bai Lian's palm was suddenly relaxed, and he changed direction. He retracted his palm and hooked his little finger lightly.

Gently hooked the little finger of Ning Feiyan's palm holding the pillow.

He looked at her with a half-smile and asked, "Really?"

The voice was soft and soft, as if a feather had swayed past her heart. When Ning Feiyan heard this, she felt her heart tremble slightly, and it was itchy again, but it seemed that she couldn't scratch the itch.

Careless.

This guy has a gentle and clean face like a scholar's. No matter how he speaks, he looks more like a little fairy who just came down from the mountain and turned into a scholar's skin. He is very seductive.

Ning Feiyan scorned it tightly, thinking that these were leftover scraps from her play, and dared to play tricks in front of her.

After contemptuously contemptuously in her heart, she didn't realize that her little finger also hooked back at some point.

She parted her cheeks, and snorted softly: "Although your craftsmanship is a bit poor, the tea is quite delicious."

Bai Lian laughed lowly.

Ning Feiyan glared at him slightly annoyed: "Don't talk about today's matter!"

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