The Ghost King and the Demon Queen

"Yechen, you missed a word." Qiongying wrapped her arms around his neck, stroking the right side of the back of his neck, not letting him escape.

"What?" Ye Chen asked subconsciously, knowing that he could no longer think normally.

"I can't help but love." Qiong Ying tore off his other sleeve, leaned forward again, and looked directly at him.

"...You, you heard it all?" Ye Chen was shocked, looking into her eyes, he had a feeling of being seen through, did she know it?

"You speak so loudly, how could I not hear it." Qiong Ying smiled lightly, her eyes gradually filled with lust and charm, as well as possessive and conquering desires, a natural overlord.

Ye Chen was shocked again, and looked at her in disbelief, but his heart sank when he saw it, he could see himself reflected in her eyes, which was extremely clear and soul-stirring.

Qiongying suddenly lowered her head and kissed his lips, a light touch was far from satisfying her, so she kissed again deeply.

"Qiong Ying..." Ye Chen's voice barely escaped from her lips, mellow and hoarse, his eyes gradually blurred, intoxicated by her kiss.

"Ye Chen, kiss me." Qiong Ying's eyes shifted, exuding a bewitching aura, her body gradually got closer to him, and she could feel his messy and strong heartbeat.

Ye Chen opened his lips slightly, he longed for her kiss, and also longed to kiss her, he kissed back clumsily and softly, absorbing the breath in her mouth, unconsciously already fascinated.

The faint incense smelled like an ambiguous smell, and the two people in the gauze kissed intoxicatedly, during which time their clothes faded.

Qiongying stretched her long legs and pressed him under her body, her charming hands wandered over him, a simple kiss could no longer satisfy her, she had never been abstinent, let alone at this moment.

Yechen hugged her unconsciously, like seeking the only driftwood, his body was scorching hot, a little hot, and gradually longed for her touch, this strange feeling made him a little ashamed, his breathing was short, so he closed his eyes Eye.

"Ye Chen, open your eyes, or I'll think you're asleep." Qiong Ying's hand was covering the spot on his chest, stroking wantonly.

"Qiong Ying?" Ye Chen was made bloody by her, his chest heaved violently, he suddenly opened his eyes, and what caught his eyes was her lips, neck, collarbone, and looming breasts, she was naked, but His arms wrapped around her waist...

"Ye Chen, how do you feel?" Qiong Ying's voice was low and hoarse, and the strength of her hands increased. She wanted to see how he felt when he was emotional?

"I..." Ye Chen let out a low voice, it was difficult to speak, the physical intolerance could only be relieved by her touch, how could he speak.

Qiongying suddenly lowered her head and pressed a kiss on his chest, then nibbled on his dogwood, which shows that she has put in all of her thought.

Ye Chen couldn't help moaning, bit his lip in shock, how could he make such a sound?

"I like your voice, your body, and your saying that you can't help but love." Qiong Ying's eyes were shining, and she also liked to see him in love, it was so beautiful, she even thought of him being happy She looked a little impatient.

Hearing this, Ye Chen's last trace of entanglement and fear in his heart was instantly made up by her words. He no longer concealed his long-suppressed love, and kissed her lips in a daze, longing for her response.

"Ye Chen, do you like my touch?" Qiong Ying's complexion was light pink, and her breath was blue.

"I like it." Ye Chen's voice was almost inaudible, and he was still very embarrassed to speak so boldly and nakedly.

Qiongying no longer hesitated, and slowly moved his hand down his lower abdomen, only to find that there was no response from him.

"Qiong Ying..." Ye Chen suddenly exclaimed, his body trembling slightly, this violent reaction made him feel swollen and empty.

Under her caress, there has been quietly standing there, tense and hot.

As the leader and guide of this love, she couldn't help but feel a sense of accomplishment as she fiddled with the things in her hands. The man she trained was just different.

She bowed her head for a kiss, let go of her hand, and immediately entangled with him, making love to each other.

The moonlight is quiet, the night is long, and the room is charming.

——(These two chapters are painful to write~)