Grasping Evil

Ning Fan’s sleep is a few. .

The body has its own life star healing, and the injury is quickly healed. But this hard battle has really made Ning Fan's heart and soul linger, and he has been unable to wake up.

In the meantime, only Bei Xiaoman was the one who took care of Ning Fan.

She almost retired all the prostitutes, leaving only one or two people to take medicine for Ning Fan Yan Dan.

Outsiders are not allowed to enter this place. Only Yalan is allowed by Bei Xiaoman to visit Ning Fan.

Ning Fan and Ximen Night battle, almost sensational Beitian, this battle, more than the use of Lubei to kill Zichuan, Lin Su is even more shocking, because this time the defeat of the North, but not the ordinary Tianjiao, but the Western Emperor!

Even if it’s just a distraction, can the West Emperor’s distraction be the same? That is the perfect reproduction of the full strength of the Western Emperor. To a certain extent, this distraction has a sense of smashing and fighting, which is a bit stronger than the Western Emperor.

However, such distraction has been defeated, or placed in the hands of a lower bound monk with a lower realm.

For a time, Zhou Ming’s prestige in the rainy world even overshadowed the rainy land.

Unfortunately, no one knows that these two people are one person.

Compared with the sensation of the northern sky, Penglai Xiandao is much lower-key, and even some people know that Ning Fan has left the legacy tower and returned to Penglai.

Under the inspiration of Ning Fan, Lu and Shi did not even dare to disclose the news of the defeat of the Western Emperor.

As a result, Ning Fan did not want to cause trouble again.

Second, it is better than a distraction. Ning Fan does not feel proud. On the contrary, he is more aware of the gap between himself and the Western Emperor.

It is so hard to fight with others, and if you are against the Emperor of the Western Emperor, I am afraid that it will not be able to support a round.

The result of the hard battle is to break through the bottleneck of the fourth layer of Yuming.

Tired sleep, but also solidified the realm of refining.

It’s just that this sleeping gesture is absolutely unsightly.

Ning Fan, who was bathed in blood, was stripped of the light by Bei Xiaoman, and even served in Ning Fan for a bath.

All of this, Ning Fan never knows, will not know the arrogant woman like the North, will do the general thing.

If a few sisters of Bei Xiaoman are here, seeing what she has done, she will be shocked.

In the boudoir, Bei Xiaoman held a towel and carefully wringed it to wipe the body for Ning Fan.

The appearance of her 13-year-old girl is full of blush at this moment. In her capacity, it is impossible to touch any man's body, but it is extremely rare for him to groom.

Sleeping Ning Fan, it seems to be just an ordinary youth, the eyebrows are slightly British, but the body is somewhat thin.

Bei Xiao is bold and daring with the chest of Ning Fan, and touches his own, gently swearing,

"You still said that my chest is small, yours is small... people who practice the Tao, which one is as thin as you are, don't know, think you are the little white face. Yes, you are a little white face, it is me. Bei Xiao Man**!"

"The master wipes the body of the servant, it is a reward, it is grace, you must thank my kindness. Well, if you don't see you hurt this palace, even if you give the dog a bath, it won't wash you."

"This stinks Zhou Ming, usually fierce, but when I fall asleep, it looks so good, damn..."

Bei Xiaoman muttered to himself, low and low, but his hands carefully wiped Ning Fan's body.

The upper body is still good to say, ** what... Bei Xiaoman is the most unwilling to wipe, is a hot thing.

That thing, obviously soft, whenever the North Xiao Man endured the shameful, soft little hand rubbing the thing, the thing immediately stood up...

On one occasion, Bei Xiao was half-baked in front of the bed to help Ning Fan wipe the body, and the thing suddenly stood up, so he hit the face of Bei Xiaoman, and there was a loud 啪啪 啪啪 sound.

At that time, Bei Xiaoman was mad, and almost all the impulse to cut the object with scissors.

Shame, great shame! Her Bei Xiao Man was actually hit by a man's face, if people know, she doesn't have to live!

"You must be deliberate! Damn, hateful!"

Bei Xiaoman took a towel with his hand and wiped Ning Fan's leg first. Finally, he still had to wipe it.

Grit your teeth tightly, close your eyes, and pick up the object with a small hand, and rub it up.

I don't know why, every time I encounter this thing, Bei Xiao Man will be hot and sultry, and has a very uncomfortable feeling.

The mind is like a lantern, recalling the scene of the encounter with Ning Fan.

The first time I met, Ning Fan was injured and just melted, but claimed to be a five-transfer master, and forced to enter the fifth floor of the Peking Tower.

Bei Xiaoman gave Ning Fan a small test, letting Ning Fan help her embroider shoes and wear embroidered shoes.

At that time, Ning Fan was really gentle. As a man, he was willing to wear shoes for women. Bei Xiaoman had to admit that from that moment on, in the small heart of Bei Xiao, Ning Fan and other men are completely different. Although I have not liked it yet, it is hard to avoid paying attention to Ning Fan.

After that, Bei Xiaoman tracked Ning Fan, and Ning Fan deliberately gave Bei Xiao Man a look at the Living Spring Palace, which caused the North Xiao Man Road to be broken.

Even in the end, he took away the grandfather of Shi Bing and caused many tears in the North.

The most hateful thing is that Ning Fan Lian Yuan Yao Yu also took it away, and even infringed on the intimacy of Bei Xiaoman, and also used the jade to photograph the appearance of the North Xiaoban peak...

Even Ning Fan has also passed the face of Bei Xiaoman.

When I think of these bullied experiences, Bei Xiaoman is somewhat annoyed, wiping the little hand of the object and squeezing it.

When she recalled the past, she did not realize that time passed, and she did not know how much to wipe with a small hand.

In the end, under the anger, the grip was almost the most irritating to the object.

With a bang, a thick white shot, Bei Xiaoman has not reacted, a stain on his face.

The smudges, there are some small mouths that are shot into Beixiaoman, who wants Beixiaoman to be in Ningfan, and his mouth is not closed.

Rubbing the lips, the North is a little bit stunned, but I haven’t reacted yet. I only feel that the thing is a bit salty, but when I smell it, she feels soft and hot...

The ghost made the difference, and swallowed the thing. The next moment, she suddenly realized what it was.

"This, this is, Zhou Ming's... Zhou Ming's..."

"Zhou is stinking! Stinky Zhou Ming! You are shameless, you are sloppy!"

Bei Xiaoman almost cried.

She felt that Ning Fan was too irritating, and she slept and came to this thing, bullying her.

Looking at the fiery things that made her soft, Bei Xiaoman really wanted to cut off this thing, and broke the magic repair road of Ning Fan's double repair.

Just looking up, suddenly seeing Ning Fan's comfortable expression in her sleep, her heart swayed.

"Is it very comfortable to do this..."

Bei Xiaoman couldn’t help but think back to the time when his blood was out of control. If he was not saved, he must have died.

At that time, Ning Fan used the extremely shameless technique to constantly mobilize Bei Xiao Man, helping him to alleviate the pain.

At that time, although shame was extremely extreme, afterwards, Bei Xiaoman recalled the feelings of being a shackle, and there was always some suffering.

That one was Ning Fan, really comfortable, it is a kind of unspeakable comfort.

Bei Xiaoman never boasted that the only time he did it was during that coma.

It can be said that it was the first experience of Bei Xiaoman. Although the process was shameful, it seemed to be good.

"Hey! I thought that I would be comfortable only if I was touched. It turns out that you will be comfortable this week. You are not so powerful."

There is some balance in Bei Xiaoman’s heart. When he was once stunned by Ning Fan, now Ning Fan is sleeping, and he is also licking Ning Fan, branding several **** palaces, 哼哼...

Later, if Ning Fan dared not listen to her, she would imprint one hundred and one thousand copies of the chandelier, and give it to everyone who came to the sacred tower, let others see the glory of Ning Fan.

Bei Xiaoman proudly screamed, she finally had the opportunity to retaliate against Ning Fan.

After licking the silk, Bei Xiaoman took off the embroidered shoes, climbed the ** couch, followed by a white robe from Ning Fan, wiped his face and wiped off the dirt.

Using Ning Fan's clothes as a rag, Bei Xiao Man is really a sense of accomplishment.

Slightly cleaned up for Ning Fan, Bei Xiaoman took out a few jade slips and began to branding pictures. She wanted to brand the picture of Ning Fan, which is called the way of the other.

Enduring the feeling of shame and anger, Bei Xiaoman once again put on his little hand and began to dial the hot.

The quiet, alum, gradually became fascinating after touching the object.

Again and again, the white turbidity was made out, and the North Xiaoman played a lot of fun. She branded a total of seventeen jade slips, all of which were insulted by Ning Fan.

The two hands are used alternately, and they are a bit numb.

She asked her surname to sit on the bed and use the small feet of the red stockings to clamp the heat and rub it up.

The scene is extremely embarrassing, and it is simply unsightly.

The little feet swayed the fiery things, and the North Xiaoman breathed more and more hurriedly. The undulations, the stocks spilled with a slightly fragrant and slippery liquid, and her body became more and more weird.

Without him, Bei Xiaoman’s foot is actually her sensitive place, she likes others to praise her legs.

Ning Fan is still not hard, but she is first numb and her eyes are blurred.

She looked back and saw that Ning Fan was still not awake, secretly swearing a lonely pig, but her heart was a little nervous, the little hand slid down the short skirt, caressing the slippery, hot and tender place.

"Oh, anyway, Zhou Shouming will not wake up, I am 'playing' what happened to him!"

"Let him bully me, I want to bully him!"

Ning Fan made a nightmare.

He dreamed of a woman, and he was tens of times a night. This kind of dream is incredible for Ning Fan, who is a double-devil.

Slightly opened his eyes, Ning Fan only felt dizzy and felt that there was no sputum on his body. He could not help but smile. After he was in a coma, he was stripped.

There is a scent of scent on the tip of the nose, which is unique to men and women.

Ning Fan glanced sideways and immediately saw a scene of vomiting blood.

Bei Xiao Man is self-satisfied, while using his little feet to help Ning Fan get...

**After a dozen jade slips, Ning Fan vest is awful, I can imagine that Bei Xiao Man is estimated to be secretly branding his ** scene.

"This little girl, how is it so boring... I didn't see it before..."

For Ning Fan, a man with strong self-respect, it is absolutely a shame to be jealous of seventeen or eight times in his sleep.

However, seeing that Bei Xiaoman is so hard to please himself, Ning Fan’s mouth evokes an inexplicable smile, and Su’s surname continues to sleep.

On the fiery things, you can clearly feel the soft and tender feet of the North, and the thin stockings are the strange feelings that Ning Fan has never experienced before.

He can't help but admire the imagination of Bei Xiaoman. It is a pity that this person has created a woman. If it is a man, it must be a demon-like demon.

"Well... um... stinking Zhou Ming, let you bully me, I play to kill you! Hey!"

"Oh... it’s so hot... hateful, you fell asleep and bullied me, and it hurts me to do such a shame..."

North small savage, Ning Fan lying in the gun.

When he was in a coma, he was greeted by Bei Xiaoman for seventeen or eight times. He has not yet complained and complained.

While sleeping on one side, he deliberately moved his lower leg, as if this movement was unconsciously made by Ning Fan in his sleep.

At the sight of Ning Fan’s leg movement, Bei Xiaoman did not scare him to death. He was secretly told that if he was perceived by Ning Fan, he would not be able to play with himself.

"Hey! I still haven't woken up, it's really a pig... um... ah... stinky Zhou Ming, don't swear, here can't..."

Bei Xiao is pretty and pretty, and his teeth are biting. I don’t know what to do, most of them are related to Ning Fan.

Ning Fan secretly said that this Xiao Nizi was deeply rooted in his own love roots. How could he not find it before?

The palm of the hand is like a ** to the North Xiao Man's awkward **, the self-satisfied Bei Xiao Man feels that the cockroach is attacked, the body is trembled, squatting on the sheets, and lost his body...

The clear spring seemed to flow out like a life, splashing the bed.

Bei Xiaoman's face is red, the tide is not faded, and he doesn't have a good look. Ning Fan has a look. The dark road Ning Fan sleeps and feels strange, touches his ass, and loses himself...

"Forget it... Look at your life and serve the palace, this palace does not sin, oh, today is tired, the palace has to rest and rest..."

Bei Xiao Man was so soft, and Suo surnamed lying next to Ning Fan, tired of coming up.

These few take care of Ning Fan, she does not sleep, although it is a monk, but because of excessive worry about the safety of Ning Fan, the spirit is very exhausted.

This relaxation, self-satisfaction, she was lazy and scattered around Ning Fan, her arm was tight and narrow, and there was still no mud under the skirt.

Above the stockings, it is also covered with silk stains.

Very sleepy, the eyelids are so heavy and sinking, the smell of Ning Fan is so good, she wants to sleep...

Seeing that Bei Xiaoman had finished playing and sleeping, Ning Fan’s heart was dark and snoring, opened his eyes, and turned his head over his head. He was very ignorant and looked at Bei Xiaoman, almost face-to-face with her.

It was discovered that Ning Fan was awakened, and the North Xiao Man was so trembled that he was not good. He had just finished playing Ning Fan and had not cleaned up the evidence... or the light ass...

Bei Xiaoman subconsciously wants to escape, but when he just got up, he was dragged by Ning Fan and made him soft.

Turning over and pressing, he will press Bei Xiaoman under his body.

"Zhou, Zhou Ming! How do you wake up! You let me go, you are shameless, you are shameless! What do you want to do to me!" Bei Xiaoman was a little scared, playing with Ning Fan for revenge, she did not want to be harmed by Ning Fan It is.

"What did you do to me, I will do something to you, I am Zhou Ming, never lose, you should know." Ning Fan smiled and looked at the girl under her, as if looking at a prey.

"No, no! I haven't done anything, really, I didn't play you!" The North Barbarians were incoherent.

"I really didn't do anything, then what is this..." Ning Fan fingered over the North Xiaoman waist, slipped to the outside of the **, inward, a fingertip, and immediately touched a clear spring.

Just reaching the peak, the place is still extremely sensitive. It was 宁凡**, and Bei Xiaoman immediately became soft and snorted, and the breath was again disordered.

"Well..." That ** sounded like a night.

Ning Fan took back his fingertips and did not continue to make it, so that Bei Xiaoman could not help but feel a little empty.

The fingertips are slippery and stretched out to the front of Bei Xiaoman. Ning Fan proudly smiles.

"What is this..." There is no chance to lie to Bei Xiaoman, and it will directly put the slippery on the north lip.

An extremely shameful feeling rose in the heart of Bei Xiaoman, and glanced at Ning Fan with a sigh of relief. The small hand was unable to push Ning Fan, trying to escape from Ning Fan.

"You are shameless! You don't want to face!"

While licking, twisting the waist and trying to pull out the legs.

However, the shank of the shank, wearing silky stockings, rubbing the heat of Ning Fan, this is how exciting.

Ning Fan’s eyes are a glimpse of desire. He is not a saint. It should be said that he has no intention of being a saint after he has been a dozen times.

"Don't move, otherwise..." Ning Fan felt that the fiery thing was caught between the legs by Bei Xiaoman, and immediately felt.

"I want to move! Zhou Ming, I tell you, I have branded you more than a dozen points of the Spring Palace, if you dare to move me, I will..."

"Bei Xiao Man, you are playing with fire!" Ning Fan's eyes are getting hot.

"Play and play, have the ability to burn me... oh..."

Bei Xiaoman subconsciously put a mouth on his mouth. The next moment, the lips were blocked by Ning Fan.

The head slammed, blank, she was kissed by Ning Fan!

Subconsciously close the teeth, not letting Ning Fan invade, but when Ning Fan’s beating player took a shot on his cock, Bei Xiaoman panicked, his teeth were closed, and Ning Fan’s tongue slipped in.

Oh...oh...

She felt that she was about to breathe, and was about to melt in Ning Fan’s kiss. She finally realized that she was playing with fire this time, afraid that she would be ignited by fire...

She used to dream of a nightmare every night, and her dreams were humiliated by various techniques.

Today, the nightmare seems to come true, but Bei Xiaoman found that she was not particularly resistant except for a little fear and nervousness...

The ** ** was not attacked, she did not resist, but extended her arms and took Ning Fan’s shoulder.

** She was stabbed in flames. She did not resist, but closed her eyes and waited for the coming storm.

"Bei Xiao Man, fire is your point, now it is your turn to fire ..." Ning Fan fiercely leaned forward and pierced a layer of diaphragm.

Bei Xiao Man was crying, but he was even more annoyed. He didn’t know where to come. He suddenly turned over and pressed Ning Fan underneath.

"Cancel, who is afraid of who! Don't forget, you are my life now, I will pick you up now, kill you! Kill me! Dare to stab me!"

A trace of blood turbid and clear, flowing down.

After half an hour, a cavity burst into the body of Bei Xiao Man, filling all the emptiness...

Bei Xiao is tired and soft on Ning Fan. The petite body is like a red mouth, and the shoulders can't stop shaking. The pretty face is flushed, and the eyes are covered with water, as if it can drip out water.

"Bei Xiao Man, you have slammed me 18 times, and still owe me 17 times." Ning Fan reveals a harmless smile of humans and animals.

"Hey! I am afraid of you! Wait for me to rest for a while, I will pay you back! I really hate you, especially hateful, hate to the bones!"

North Xiaoman wants to get more and more mad, bite on Ning Fan's shoulder, in the place where no one is visible, his face is a bit embarrassed and shy...

"Besides you, I will never hate anyone... no one can hate you more than you." She whispered indecently.

(5/6) (to be continued.)