Fall In Love With A Substitute

This is just the beginning.

While the numb and itchy current ran through Yu Yi's tail vertebrae, her eyes suddenly turned upside down and her body was heavy.

She put her back on the quilt, opened her eyes in a daze, and saw Song Pian stomping over her.

Song Pianzhen pressed it down, and the pure spirit jade slurry followed Yu Yi's deeper tongue, rolled gently, and landed on a shallow watery.

Patter.

The pure spirit jade pulp is like a plump spring seed, it will live when it meets water, the full water will suddenly explode, bursting out a thick, white spirit liquid.

The spirit liquid is mellow and majestic, this drop of pure spirit jade slurry explodes in the human body, and the Dao body below the body will instantly turn into powder.

Song Pianzhen immediately realized that the pure spirit jade syrup was dangerous for Yu Yi, but fortunately, as soon as the jade syrup touched her body, it was like a fish in water and quickly spontaneously drilled into her body.

In an instant, Song Pianju's meridians were filled with extremely thick spiritual liquid, and it swelled into pain.

It turned out to be so.

Her body was refined from the heaven and earth's treasures, not only a human being, but also a body of refinement, and the most treasures echoed each other. Whether the pure spirit jade syrup seeks the same kind or wants to hide, she will choose to integrate into Song Pianzhen's body.

Presumably, Yu Yi has obtained a technique that can draw spiritual power from refining materials, so he can practice quickly.

This is using oneself as a spiritual power converter. Song Pianxu thought methodically, buckling Yu Yi's head and kissing her, Yu Yi meridians are in the Golden Core Stage before the break, and with this pure and soft spiritual power, she may be able to unimpededly restore the Golden Core Stage level. .

But what about the back? Yu Yi has never been to a realm above the golden core. If she rashly breaks through and fears that her realm is vain, what will she do?

——Or is there other mysteries in her practice?

Song Pianju's thoughts turned extremely fast, while he was working on his exercises to digest the spiritual fluid filled with meridians. The dantian was like the vast sea, swallowing the spiritual fluid, and then sprayed into the limbs and wisps of texture, temporarily storing it for people to use.

Compared with her swift handling of thoughts and exercises, Song Pianju's movements between her lips and teeth are extremely calm and regular.

Song Pianxiu did not rush to kiss. Yu Yi couldn't bear it. With wet eyes, she was holding Song Pianxiu's slender neck, her lips and teeth greeted her, asking for benefits.

She scraped the tip of her tongue across the beautiful wall of her mouth, taking away the greed of the water. The messy breathing was mixed with small hum, which came out of the occasional corners of the lips and scattered in the air, making Yu Yi's cheeks flush.

After she was behind Song Pianju's magical powers through the thin cloth that didn't exist, she was even more out of control.

Spiritual energy poured into her body, full, her limbs were sore and limp, as if a person had just woke up after a full sleep, lying in a warm bed, even her hair and toes were lazy, so comfortable that she couldn't lift her strength. The whole person is going to melt away.

But Song Pianzhen refused to kiss her.

She closed her eyes and didn't look at herself, her face was pale, and even the kisses were not hurried or slow. Only when she fell completely, Yu Yi suddenly felt wronged, but tried harder to hug Song Pianju.

No matter what, Song Pianzhen must belong to her.

Yu Yi was fierce in her heart, with her fingertips, she hooked Song Pianju's neck and shoulders, and refused to let go.

The spiritual power that Yu Yi had absorbed had reached a certain amount, and the dantian had moved to the extreme, and it took a while and a half to digest the spiritual power that Song Pianju nurtured.

Both knew in their hearts that Song Pianzhen pushed Yu Yi out of his lips and lifted his upper body slightly.

Song Pian stepped back by three points, Yu Yi's sharp cat claws were between Yu Yi's arms and arms, unable to climb the body, and fell weakly, and fell to another place.

"..."

The **** did it on purpose? Song Pianzhen lowered her eyes, but saw Yu Yi blinking, and a tear came from the corner of her right eye, sliding down the pale skin into the black temple.

"Why are you crying?" Song Pianzhen felt helpless, and looked at the cat's paws on his chest. This little boy was crying even after he got cheap?

"I didn't cry." Yu Yi's voice became dumb, and it became more and more low, but the ending sound was soft. She was a bit of a face and refused to tell Song Pianzhen that the tears had just been kissed under her.

Song Pian kissed everywhere and got wet.

Only dry mouth is left.

Since one point was lost, three points must be found elsewhere. When Yu Yi moved, he would follow the snow-white collar and sneak into it. But she hasn't forgotten that Song Pianjue seemed to be angry before, and she bit herself.

Yu Yi's fingertips stopped on the collar, and she looked at Song Pianzhen with thoroughly wet eyes, which was self-evident.

"No." Song Pianzhen spit out two words.

Yu Yi sullenly started, but her fingertips secretly hooked.

Like a kitten hiding from its owner, quietly fiddle with soft toys, full of greedy claws, plump and soft, fingertips scented.

Yu Yi didn't look at Song Pianjue, and put her side face on the pillow, leaving only Song Pianjue with a long neck, attached to her white jaw, Song Pianjue's eyes fell on the green and soft streamline:

"Have you ever run the exercises?"

"The spiritual power that came from Pian Diao has been exhausted." Yu Yi said.

Song Pianyu raised her eyes: "Greasy mouth and tongue."

Yu Yi muttered to herself: "You don't know whether it's oily or slippery."

After she finished speaking, she turned her head and passed it, with a small hook hidden in Shui Liang's eyes.

Even daring to tease herself, Song Pianyu's eyes deepened, but she said lightly:

"You did something wrong, but you didn't panic at all."

Yu Yi looked stagnant, bit her lower lip, glanced at Song Pianzhen, this time she didn't act like a baby, but whispered:

"I'm wrong."

Yu Yi has always been cunning and smart. From tonight's point of view, she should have done many hand and foot movements in the past, but now she obediently admitted her mistake and did not find any more excuses.

Song Piangu was in a daze for a moment, and Qing Lu really fits his own temperament in getting along with these things.

She always has a way to face herself with the most appropriate attitude, no more, no less, and never make mistakes.

Yu Yi captured all Song Pianqi's dreamy appearance.

What is Song Pianzhen thinking?

When she was talking to herself, she was surprised? She is reminiscing about something, thinking about something, or—

Who do you think of?

The last possibility is not great, but Yu Yi is particularly concerned. She suppresses the bursting desire for monopoly, covers the emotions in her eyes very well, and her expression becomes more docile:

"I shouldn't keep it from you." Yu Yi said, looking at Song Pianju who had recovered, she added two words, "Sister."

With this call, Song Pianju's expression obviously changed slightly.

So easy to use? Yu Yi immediately hooked her hand, looked at her softened expression, and whispered:

"sister……"

Song Pianzhen lightly inhaled and shook his head:

"Does your practice--"

"Spiritual power has been eaten up." Yu Yi knew what she was asking, bending her eyes, "Early foundation construction."

She leaned close to Song Pianxu's lips, her head slightly sideways, and her long eyelashes hit Song Pianxu's cheek, gently scratching Song Pianxu, Yu Yi whispered:

"Sister, there should be a lot of spiritual liquid left."

The last half sentence, if it is a thousand turns:

"...Feed me more."

As Yu Yi wished, the last bit of distance disappeared between the lips that were gradually approaching, and the familiar wave that made the bones sore was swept back.

Yu Yi's instep was tight, her calf was trembling, but her heart was abnormally satisfied, and she even tempted Song Pianqi with a bit of contentment to control the rhythm.

One bit, one bit, one bite.

The kitten raised his head triumphantly, eating spiritual energy.

But soon, her hind calves softened and her breathing became completely disordered.

The jacket was peeled off by Song Pianqi's fingers like bamboo shoots, and Yu Yi's skin was covered under the moonlight, as white and thin as a spring pear blossom. If it were under the white sun, it would be as white to transparent as a pear petal.

"It's okay to kiss other places."

Song Pianzhen's voice was slow, and Yu Yi's thoughts were wandering.

Yu Yi did not reply, and Song Pianzhen agreed with her.

With Yu Yi's extremely fragile beauty, when Song Pianju's fingertips rubbed against the pear blossom pile, his strength was one point lighter, but when his lips fell, he couldn't help but weigh three points.

After a short while, the pink pear blossoms were sprinkled with deep and shallow traces of rouge.

It was Yu Yi crying to stop her, Song Pianzhen did not agree, her voice was like a spring rain hitting Pear Blossom, with a lingering coolness in her warmth:

"Use me as a tool, but you have to reap the benefits."

As he spoke, he reached down and put his hand out, pushed aside the concealed leaves, and rubbed out a handful of pear blossom juice deep in the pear blossom bush.

He kindly sent it to Yu Yi's lips, "Taste it, is it yours?"

There are a few wet marks around Yu Yi's eyes, and the ends of her eyes are red. When she looks over, they are pure and charming. She propped up and approached Song Pianju's arms, holding Song Pianju's hand in both hands, and licking it carefully, making it more like a cat.

Song Pianzhen looked at it for a while, moved over Yu Yi's shoulder, and looked down again. Yu Yi's long hair fell down her spine, and the tail of her hair swayed between her slender waist. The emptiness covered the moonlight in her waist.

Now he looked like a fairy again.

It was the first time for Song Pianzhen to be deceived by Qing Lu.

Of course, Qing Lu was a bit wronged, and her consciousness in the small world created her different personality and choices, which was not determined by Qing Lu.

But Song Pianzhen is not a saint. The partner who was identified as cheating, even if he understands rationally, but the more he cares, the greater the emotional component, Song Pianzhen is still angry with her.

Fortunately, reason always prevailed in Song Pianju's mind. While she was angry, she would not prevent Qing Lu from achieving her goal.

She will not refuse Qing Lu.

She will only punish Yu Yi.

Song Pianzhen withdrew his gaze from Yu Yi's waist, and then withdrew his finger from Yu Yi's lips. At this time, there was a chill between his fingers.

She leaned against the head of the bed, her body stretched naturally, with a layer of brocade quilt under her waist, and her slender legs split to both sides, leaving space for Yu Yi.

Song Pianzhen sat like this, raised her chin, and ordered:

"eat by yourself."

Yu Yi was originally watching her movements, and when she heard these words, she seemed to be stiff.

Afterwards, the exquisite girl slowly leaned forward and put her hands on the bed, like a cat, with her waist and hips moved, and she came to the place Song Pianzhen had prepared for her.

Yu Yi lowered her head and looked up at Song Pianzhen.

Song Pianyu felt the more and more clean moonlight, as if to merge with the moonlight.

She has a thin expression, drenched in moon shadows, and her beautiful face is almost holy.

When you look down at yourself, you are like a **** looking at mortals, aloft, just waiting for mortals to serve.

And he is that mortal.

Yu Yi's waist was folded, her long neck was hung down, and she leaned in lightly, sniffed, and looked at it with blurred eyes.

One, one together, it is vomiting something.

Yu Yi greeted it with lips and tongue.

After tasting it, I know that the honey spit out here is as thick as a spirit liquid, but it is far more sweet and sweet than the spirit liquid.

She couldn't help but want more, so she went deeper.

The tongue is agile, disturbing a pool of spring water, grabbing all the alcohol water.

But suddenly stopped.

The tip of the tongue is tight and there is soft flesh everywhere.

She was stumbled by Song Pian.