My fairy is too affectionate

Chapter 70 You Are Already There

Xiao Guanfeng focused on Yunchi for a long time.

She was really stupid, otherwise how could she think that he was willing to kill her.

After a while, he suddenly reached out to support her shoulders, trying his best to suppress the eager hope in his eyes.

He hid it very deeply, and Yun Chi looked no different from usual.

"Yunchi."

The low, hazy, tender and beautiful voice of the man was sent to the ears, like a fox in a ruined temple that seduces the soul.

"I want you to be satisfied with me. There is no one else but me. Do you understand?"

He said, "In this way, I will never bear to hurt you again."

"that's it?"

Yunchi felt that he had realized again.

Secretly scolding himself for being stupider than the [-]th generation descendants of Marshal Zhu Bajie of the Canopy, what is more addictive and worrying than love and love?

The power of love shocks the world and weeps ghosts and gods. It lasts for an endless period and makes life and death promise each other.

As someone who has experienced it, didn't I have learned it a long time ago?
She just needs to work hard to make Xiao Guanfeng fall in love with her.

At that time, even if he abandons himself and hurts himself, the pain of love will definitely make his life worse than death.

Thinking about it this way, it can be regarded as avenging himself.

The woman Gulu turned her eyeballs vividly, and she didn't know what bad water she was holding back. In her mouth, loving someone is as easy as picking flowers by hand.

Xiao Guanfeng felt helpless, "That's it, you can do it?"

"Xiao Guanfeng." The woman's soft and light body suddenly rushed forward, and the soft and hot breath floated on the neck, "I fall in love with you!"

"Yunchi's love, love, and body are all for you." Her voice was hoarse and indistinct, as if there was nothing there, but it was close to her ears, but it seemed to come from outside the sky.

"What about you?" Yingying's small hand slid across the man's waist from bottom to top, caressing his heart, "Here, when will you put me in?"

Intentionally or unintentionally, his fingers were lightly grasped and released on his chest, stirring a pool of spring water, and continued to do evil.

Xiao Guanfeng's eyes were extremely dark, he lowered his head and buried his slightly cold cheeks in the girl's hair: You idiot Yunchi, you were already there.

Different from Yun Chi's fanatical extroversion, the forbearance and introversion engraved in Xiao Guanfeng's bones did not allow him to express his feelings directly.

Even the simplest confession is extremely difficult to express.

He is better at expressing his heart with practical actions.

The man's lower-than-normal breath was sprayed in his hair for a long time.

Subtle, chaotic, and there is a trace of meandering feelings that are constantly being cut and messed up.

Sure enough, the arms around his waist tightened quietly, and Yun Chi calmed down very thoughtfully, preparing for a thrilling offensive of tenderness.

A cool and wet kiss, from the hair, forehead, nose tip, cheek, to the neck.

Then it stopped abruptly.

Yun Chi raised his head in confusion, and found that the other party was obsessed with the wound on his neck.

Xiao Guanfeng stared at the woman's neck, thoughtful.

The wound that was previously covered by the thick hair came into full view at this moment.

The two rows of dark red tooth marks had already stopped bleeding, and a thin layer of blood scab silently accused the torturer of the heinous crimes on the neatly arranged tooth cavities.

Yun Chi stretched out his hand to cover his left neck, his big eyes rolled with a smile, and he laughed foolishly, "It doesn't hurt anymore."

In an instant, the countless dust-covered pictures in the depths of the memory were fragmented and poured into Xiao Guanfeng's mind intermittently.

The woman's vermilion lips were like blood, holding the mist lotus in her mouth, and she couldn't resist the temptation to swallow the mist lotus.

It seems that it did bite her, and it was very fierce.

More unsightly scenes were also remembered, and the corners of Xiao Guanfeng's mouth trembled slightly.

I didn't expect you to be such a Yunchi.

— how rude!

No wonder there were no bruises on my head and wrists, but inexplicable pain, which didn't get better after a whole day.

Xiao Guanfeng pulled Yun Chi to the table and sat down.

He took out a squat celadon bottle with a big belly, dipped the liquid in the bottle with a cloth, brushed Yunchi's hair, and wiped the wound carefully.

Yun Chi didn't know what "panacea" he rubbed on himself, it was more tormenting than poison.

When the liquid touched the skin, there was a tingling pain in the cold at first, as if countless embroidery needles were lightly pierced.

After a while, it felt like ten thousand ants scratching one's heart, itching unbearably.

"It's itchy." Yun Chi couldn't help but hum softly.

Stretching out his hand to scratch, Xiao Guan ruthlessly stopped him, "It will be fine soon."

The man's body leaned forward slightly, wiping the wound with a focused expression, and his excellent and slender neck was illuminated by the dim yellow warm light, just like the bright white moonlight floating lightly outside the window, continuously releasing mysterious allure.

In the ups and downs of the mundane world, Yun Chi admits that he is the most mundane one. He has been human in two lives, and one life is more mundane than the other.

In the universe, there are two poles, yin and yang are harmonious, opposites attract...

What's the point of being a supreme sage who is pure-hearted, detached from things, and alone. Living for tens of millions of years is no different from living for one day.

She prefers to follow nature, enjoy herself in time, and enjoy the world happily.

Beautiful and good things should be grasped without hesitation.

Without hesitation for a moment, she tilted her head and buried her head in the man's neck, sniffing lightly greedily, and caressing his skin very intimately.

Breathing became more and more hot flashes, more and more rapid, more and more disordered.

"Husband... Jun..."

The fire of desire shot straight into the forehead like a cannonball, the voice that called him was soft and weak, as light and soft as a breeze passing by his ears.

"Kiss me, kiss me, I won't itch,... Husband!"

Xiao Guanfeng paused, the ripples in his heart wave after wave pushed away, waiting for him to speed up and finish applying the medicine quickly.

The spring night is short, the beautiful day is beautiful, the lovesickness night, the moon shadow is far away, and the full moon is the most suitable.

The night of spring is quiet, until dawn...

(End of this chapter)