Supreme Killer Concubine: Feng Po Jiuxiao

Zhuge Canglan's mind turned around quickly, since the strong one is not enough, then...try to use the soft one.

She softened her voice, and with a hint of pleading, said: "Yu Tian Xuanhuang, don't be like this, okay? We... can't do it like before?"

Because Yutian Xuanhuang stopped kissing her, raised his head, his slender fingers slid down from Zhuge Canglan's face inch by inch, slid down his chin, and landed on her neck, feeling the beating of her pulse and then continued down.

Finally, her fingers stopped on Zhuge Canglan's clothes, at that moment her heart beat extremely fast, she was afraid that Yu Tian Xuanhuang would pull out her clothes.

After a while, the result of the matter proved that Zhuge Canglan was 'wrong', because Lord Demon Emperor didn't need to pick it up.

She saw with her own eyes that he just flicked his finger lightly, and then the clothes on her body, which could be called a first-grade spiritual weapon, instantly turned into a puff of green smoke.

As for the little fox hidden in the sleeve, it whined and was thrown on the table by Yutian Xuanhuang, and fell into a coma.

Zhuge Canglan only felt a chill in his chest, and there was nothing else on his body except the girl's little clothes, but what could the obscene clothes and trousers cover, it was already equivalent to being completely naked in front of her, okay?

Zhuge Canglan bit her lips tightly, her face did not turn red from embarrassment, on the contrary, the blood faded away, and she was frighteningly white. Her eyes were cold and resentful, and she stared at Yutian Xuanhuang.

If... If this time he gives...

Then she really didn't know what to do, she might not even be able to face revenge.

Zhuge Canglan's brain is not stupid, but it is definitely not as good as a conspirator like Feng Baiwan, but Feng Baiwan didn't even control Yutian Xuanhuang, so what if she hates it?

There are two kinds of hatred in this world. One is that the enemy and the enemy are evenly matched or even if the difference is not too far away, then you can hate and try your best to use all kinds of means to retaliate against the other party.

There is also a kind of hatred, which is powerless, because the difference in strength between the enemy and us is too far, so far that you will never be able to and will never catch up. In that case, even if you hate, you can only hate yourself for being useless.

But the difference between Zhuge Canglan and Yutian Xuanhuang can only belong to the second type, and she is very grateful for the gap between herself and him.

Yutian Xuanhuang lingered on Zhuge Canglan with burning eyes and infinite obsession, and then he hugged him, feeling the fleshy warmth between the two of them.

The back of his hand was trembling slightly. This was the first time, the first time when he was fully awake, he looked into her eyes, and then... This body and this person will soon be completely his own.

Yutian Xuanhuang lay face down on Zhuge Canglan's soft chest and chest like a little fox, and then gently rubbed his cheeks to feel the softness underneath.

Sure enough, this... feels better, more comfortable than rubbing the little fox's body in the secret territory.

Zhuge Canglan gritted his teeth, but then his face was flushed red with embarrassment and anger.

Because that bastard Yutian Xuanhuang even gently bit her towering softness through layers of thin fabrics.

Zhuge Canglan closed his eyes, gritted his teeth and roared angrily: "Yu Tianxuanhuang, you have changed your mind, let me go...otherwise, I won't let you go..."

Yu Tian Xuanhuang laughed lowly, his fingers were like sharp blades slashing lightly on the thin cloth on his chest, and then he heard a slight sound of the brocade splitting.