Fast Through the Villain, Sweet and Wild

I thought she was just dead, but she opened her eyes again, and she returned to Wen Qingshu's body.

Looking at Gu Wenlun's gentle and petting eyes, thinking about what Gu Wenlun had said before he died in his last life, he only liked Wen Qingshu, Hongsong's heart was very cold.

"Qingshu, how are you feeling now? Are there any discomforts?"

Gu Wenlun carefully arranged the quilt for Hongsong, with undisguised concern in his tone.

Hongsong's hands hidden under the quilt clenched into fists, and her carefully manicured nails sank deep into her palms.

There was a feeling of dampness in the nail gaps, and Hong Song did not let go.

Hongsong lowered his eyes and answered with a smile, "I'm fine."

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Early the next morning, Rong Huang woke up and found himself in Chi Temple's arms.

As soon as he rolled over, the man who had closed his eyes opened his eyes.

Feeling that the little girl in his arms wanted to escape, the man's eyes were a little sleepy, but his arms subconsciously took the person into his arms.

Feeling the strangeness behind him, Rong Huang's body became stiff, and the entire Phoenix's feathers were about to explode.

"You, you, you let me go!" Rong Huang started to stammer when he was nervous, twisting like a silkworm.

Feeling the warm fragrant nephrite in his arms and the soft and sweet little milk sound in his ears, the man's dark peach blossom eyes sink, and the moment becomes extremely dark.

As the saying goes, the man in the morning can't stand up to teasing.

This sentence is very well reflected in the body of the 29-year-old Chi Ba.

The tip of his nose rubbed the little girl's fragrant hair, Chi Si said dumbly, "Don't move."

Rong Huang felt the things of the people behind him, wishing to fly out of bed now.

"You let me go, I want to get up!" Rong Huang grinned, trying to intimidate the man.

Before she had time to display her skills, Rong Huang was pinched by the man's soft jaw and forced to turn her head.

Rong Huang felt that he had become an Oreo, being licked to and fro.

I don't know how long it has passed, Rong Huang's small mouth is red and swollen, his apricot eyes are moist, and the ends of his slightly upturned eyes are pink.

Rong Huang panted carefully, staring at Chi Temple viciously.

With the waves of her eyes, the soft and white girl became more attractive.

The man who had just stopped, his eyes deepened, and he squeezed the flesh of the little girl's chin, and he was ready to do it again.

Rong Huang covered his mouth and moved back, and the little Jiojio under the quilt gave the man a kick.

"Don't be impulsive, calm down, calm down!"

Chi Temple's faint sight locked Rong Huang, and said hoarsely, "No, I don't want to."

"No! You think!" Rong Huang almost frightened the marmot and tried to comfort him, "You are not in good health, and you want to overdo it. Be careful that your body can't stand it."

Chi Si's eyes narrowed slightly, and his gaze toward Rong Huang was oppressive.

"My health is not good?"

Rong Huang's strong desire to survive was haunted, and he quickly said, "No, no, no, your body is a thief, and you punch a cow to death!"

Looking at the little girl who kept moving towards the bed, Chi Si knew in his heart that he couldn't push too hard.

Although the little girl had been frivolous when we met before, he still wanted to maintain the mastermind of Tianliang Wangpo.

No matter how much this little fairy hooks, he still has to pretend not to be moved by female sex.

Chi Temple's Adam's apple rolled, concealing the desire and color in his eyes, and his dumb voice was gentle, "Don't touch you, come over and give me a hug."

Rong Huang blinked and screamed, like a little groundhog that only burrows in the ground, coming towards Chi Temple.

Chi Temple stretched out his arms, hugged Rong Huang, and let out a long sigh in his throat.