Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

Her left hand hugged her waist, and her right hand stroked her smooth jade cheeks gently.

His Yuanshen awakened at the moment of the birth of holy lotus.

When he turned into a breeze and stole the holy lotus, he meant to destroy it, but unexpectedly, he couldn't do it with his remaining mana.

He had to take the holy lotus to the earth. In order to block the colorful light, he kept suppressing it with magic, and then set up a ten thousand killing array. Finally, he hurt the yuan God and fell into a deep sleep.

When his body was at the bottom of the sea, a touch of divine consciousness was derived, and his cultivation naturally progressed by leaps and bounds.

He became a famous young master Lang and brother Lang of Longfei language.

He didn't expect that when Yuanshen was sleeping, his body still had this evil relationship.

When he just opened his eyes, he made time stand still.

He just glanced at Longfei and left the island in the East China Sea.

This should be his first serious look at her after awakening.

Sure enough, it's sweet.

And the lips, like rose petals, recovered their delicate luster because they were cured.

Her eyes are beautiful, but unfortunately, they are closed at this time.

The curled eyelashes are like butterfly wings that want to fly. The palm of the hand is itchy.

Mr. Lang's index finger came to the red lips and gently clicked it, soft and greasy.

Close, only her fragrance filled his nose.

Different from AoYa's warm and unrestrained, her taste is clean and refreshing.

Mr. Lang is not a person who will wrong himself.

The star eyes were dim, and the handsome eyebrows were gradually soft. He slowly lowered his head and printed the red lips of the dragon flying language.

At the moment when the lips touched, something suddenly revived in my heart.

In my mind, I suddenly struggled.

Young master Lang understood something vaguely. His eyes were filled with a cold smile, from emotion to ceremony. In the past, he was really a gentleman.

It's a pity that he's so arrogant that he never disdains to be a gentleman.

As if to vent his anger, and as if to be angry with himself, he had some domineering lips with Longfei's words.

The sweet smell made him dizzy for a moment.

His men hugged longfeiyu's waist, holding her face in his right hand, tossing and turning, with an intoxication that he didn't notice.

Longfei's eyebrows wrinkled, and his breathing was also rapid. A mouth with general instinctive reaction bit childe Lang's thin lip. The pain hit, and childe Lang seemed to be clear in an instant.

He suddenly looked up, his figure flashed, and left the beauty couch.

Longfei language also opened his eyes at this time. When he saw the person in front of him, there was a touch of disgust and hatred in his eyes.

Looking at young master Lang a few feet away, she slowly touched her face, feeling greasy, without potholes and scars.

Really?

With joy in her heart, she turned over to stay and went to the dressing table not far away.

Childe Lang did not hesitate to shoot. A white light hit Longfei. She fell into childe Lang's arms one second before she fell to the ground.

Before the confusion of consciousness, I only saw a pair of unfathomable star eyes.

Mr. Lang can't let long Feiyu go out against her true face.

In that case, he and AoYa will never retreat.

He moved his hands and feet and changed the appearance of longfeiyu.

It is still beautiful, but there is no charm of the Dragon Girl.