My Darling Sick Beauty

Hearing this, I was stunned.

For the first time, he heard this kind of words from Jiang Zheliu's mouth, with a slight imperative tone, not very reasonable. But he said it calmly as usual, as if it were just a common thing.

Come here, undress?

Each other's arm around his neck, then loose a few minutes, half holding him, ink eyes quietly staring over.

Wen renye almost felt that the sentence just now was an illusion he had heard. But he was pulled by the other side by the skirt of his clothes. Instead of retreating, he was pulled closer and closer.

Until his breath came close to his skin, he could fall on each other's white eyelashes. Jiang Zheliu slowly stopped and whispered, "what do you think?"

At night, he stares at his ear lobes, his eyelashes, and the peaceful eyes under his eyebrows.

Clearly is the other party initiative, but why at this time, full of feelings. Or he wants.

Hearing this, he felt frustrated, but he couldn't move his eyes. He stopped for a long time to recall the other person's question, and then continued: "I'm thinking, I can't take it off."

... huh?

Jiang Zheliu looks back and feels like a villain who forces a good woman and a good man to be a prostitute. However, the villains in other people's story books always treat each other like this and that. How can he take the wrong script and seduce the little devil king like this and that.

Maybe this is the responsibility of a mature man. He comforted himself silently, raised his head to kiss his lips, and asked, "why, don't you want to sleep with me?"

For the sake of the object and the common people in the world, Jiang xianzun really has a pretty good ability to bear all kinds of accumulated virtues.

The wording here is very particular, not to accompany him to sleep, but to sleep with him, seems to be filled with a bit of ambiguous hint breath, belongs to the one without a teacher.

Although Jiang Zheliu lacks practical experience, he has rich theoretical experience thanks to his hobbies after retirement. He thinks that if this kind of thing is good for the little devil king, then it's nothing to let him guide the other side. The world of mature men should be so affordable and open

Before he could finish his self suggestion, the psychological construction in his mind was broken - he was bitten on the shoulder by Wen renye.

Bite in the neck, obviously not heavy, but the other party's sharp teeth is able to rub bleeding marks, a piece of silt red.

Wen renye was just given a kiss by him, which made the man who didn't know what to do arch all over his body. He half indulged and half tentatively bit it down, like the low smell of the beast before swallowing its prey.

His demonic nature with destruction and possession, strength is no matter how light are limited. What's more, the constitution of tianlingti is not human all the time. If you lick and bite like this, you can easily bite out the trace.

"... hiss."

Jiang Zheliu is inhaling gently, his Adam's apple is contained by the other party, and the pain suddenly subsides.

But I dare not try again.

He let go of Jiang Zheliu, sat by the bed and looked at him, reached for his slender wrist and said with a low eyebrow, "you'd better have a good rest. Don't think about what you have or don't have. If I break you... "

His words stopped, and he seemed very reluctant to mention this topic, let alone consider the consequences of spoiling it. He doesn't like cars driving on dangerous roads. Since there is a possibility of falling off the cliff, it's better not to let it go on the road at the beginning.

Wen renye's finger rubbed the inside of his wrist and continued: "let's keep it, OK? The last time I moved, you couldn't stand it. There are scars all over your body. You are still ill. Don't be willful. "

Jiang Zheliu looked at the bed tent in front of him, and was overheard by people saying that night. He didn't know what to do, so that he could let the other side down and let the other side transit from the illusion of willfulness to reality.

It's impossible to break the illusion. The little devil can't accept it. He can only make the transition slowly.

"I'm ready." Jiang Zheliu looked over at him and said, "don't be afraid."

Who would have thought that one day they could have such a conversation. The one who has been struggling for a few days and can't get out of bed advises "don't be willful" with self-restraint, and the one who has psychological shadow to the demon family patiently says "don't be afraid".

If things are really mysterious, life is unpredictable.

In fact, Jiang Zheliu is a little afraid, because in addition to the fact that the other party's work is really bad, the thing is really unreasonable size, and it also has the racial talent that the demons will get stuck in. It's really painful and makes people feel less seductive.

But the smell of blood and the sense of out of control made him reluctant to suffer.

"It's really OK." Jiang Zheliu clasped his hand and said seriously, "as long as you are lighter, it doesn't matter."

I heard that he was sitting by the bed at night and didn't speak. If someone who didn't know came in and saw him, he would think that he was the bullied little daughter-in-law. Lord mozun was led by his lover's finger and didn't want to let go, but he didn't want to hurt him at all.

The body of Jiang's willows is in his heart, which is nothing different from the glass of the crack and the foam that flies. It is the wind that has just blown up. It is enough to smell people's anger, blame oneself and lose temper, and what is more,

But Xiao Liushu's hands are cold, which can effectively smooth the manic Qi in his body. It's very easy to touch.

The Lord didn't want to let go. He pinched the thin knuckle in his palm and kneaded it on the arc under his thumb for a long time. Then he whispered, "I'll hurt you."

Jiang Zheliu's actual situation has been much better, far from the situation of breaking at a touch. He stared at the night for a long time, did not know where the courage, gently questioned: "are you, no?"

The night of hearing people

This is the best way to anger a man. A man can't say no.

Jiang Zheliu knew this well. He looked at each other with clear ink eyes, as if he just asked unintentionally. Then he pulled his finger and said, "it's OK. Even if you can't, I won't despise you."

He turned around and turned his back to Wen renye, as if he had really given up.

With Jiang Zheliu's ability to deal with affairs, he has speculated in his heart when the other party will come to prove himself. But he underestimated Wen renye's fear of destroying him. Even such words were not enough to make the little devil lose his mind.

But the other side still leaned over and proved themselves in another way.

"Broken willow, are you blaming me?"

Jiang Zheliu did not make a sound, closed his eyes to sleep, ignored him.

"But you were crying that time." "You think I'm too big to get in. You think I can't control myself. You're all broken up. You think I'm stuck in it all the time and can't pull it out

His mouth was covered by the palm of Jiang Zheliu's hand.

Hearing that people were watching him at night, they saw that he could not bear to frown. They scolded him angrily: "what's the matter?"

It can be seen that Jiang xianzun is as cold and cold as he is, and he is also red in the corner of his eyes by these demons.

Wen renye held his wrist, kissed his palm, and said in a low voice, "you said it to me first."

There is a good reason, but there is no way to refute it.

Since he woke up, he was more and more helpless to the little devil. Once upon a time, he could tame each other with a word or two. Now, the little devil has learned to block his words by showing weakness.

Jiang Zheliu also felt frustrated, he tasted the long lost frustration in this big devil, and could only withdraw his hand.

"But you don't think of me at all." Jiang Zheliu looked out of the window, deliberately misinterpreted his meaning, "but I was boring, and it's time to get tired."

Hearing this at night, he was so wronged that he almost made the other party cry.

"The River breaks the willow." He clenched his teeth and called his full name. "Do you have a conscience when you say that?"

It's only when you have a conscience that you can say this, or let me watch you go crazy all the time?

Jiang Zheliu gave a silent answer in his heart, and glanced at him without expression: "Wen renye, you were not like that before."

He used to climb the bed, but he was very diligent and active.

Jiang xianzun put down his self-esteem and face, and began to brew his emotions in an extremely willful and rare way. He stared into the eyes of the little devil king and carefully captured each other's emotional changes.

Wen renye has never suffered this kind of injustice in his life. He was extremely angry and said, "you were not so unreasonable before. Now you are not obedient every time. You can do whatever you want every time... How can you do this?"

The level of their quarrel is close to that of the kindergarten class. Their skills are very advanced. They have made progress and are worth learning.

But in fact, Jiang Zheliu always does what he wants to do. His road is always under his own control. Wen renye said this only because his desire for control is greater than ever before.

"I've always been like this." Jiang Zheliu said coldly, "you want to control more."

These two sentences are true, but the tone of the speech is too alienated, so that Wen renye was double hit, secondary trauma.

He looked at Jiang Zheliu with deep eyes, as if he was going to start the script of hegemonic devil in the next moment. He began to bully him, insult him, spoil him, and become a qualified villain.

Jiang Zheliu is also observing this point, trying to let him get rid of those carefulness and illusion.

Wen renye bowed his head and forced him to come over, suppressing the emotion in his voice: "you don't think I can't do it, you think I want too much, you're bored, aren't you?"

Jiang Zheliu, who is ready to take the plot by force, said: "I'm not sure."

... ah?

What kind of brain circuit is this.

He was stunned for a moment, and watched the other side's deep purple eyes more and more wrong. He could cry in the next moment.

For a moment, Jiang Zheliu doubted whether he was under the crown of the evil Lord, who was a traitor to the party and the leader of the six realms.

The mature man is also mature to this degree. When he sees the injured look on the little devil's face, he can't hold it any longer. The coldness on his face dissolves a little bit. Finally, he can't help raising his hand to touch his magic horn and sighs: "I don't have it."

"Really?"

Jiang Zheliu was speechless and choked. He felt that teenage girls were more secure than him. He paused and confirmed, "really."

"Do you still like me?"

"..." Jiang Zheliu had some difficulty in understanding the logic of this sentence. He watched the other side rub the devil's horn into his palm, like a big cat trying to get him to do it.

What else can we do? We can only spoil it.

"I like it." He said calmly and patiently, "don't be angry, OK?"

Hearing people's mood gradually stabilized at night, he pressed his palm on his pillow and reluctantly bowed his head to kiss him.

Lip front overlapping, a few breath of contact and handover, two people's breath entangled together. At the same time, a familiar spirit power, like this soft breath, surrounded and entangled from all directions.

Like winding vines and twisted snakes, relying on mutual dependence and past experience, this just recovered spirit plunges into the spirit of the night, as if trapped in his arms.

But this force is far from embracing. It has been prepared for a long time, entangled and diffused, and quickly fused the two people's breath, stirred and linked together, making it impossible for people to get rid of the sudden desire.

His self-control collapsed.

For a long time, in all Shenjiao, wenrenye is guiding the other party to achieve their goals. But this time, Jiang Zheliu's gentle and soft breath shows extraordinary resilience and quickly involves the leader's emotions.

At the end of the game, it's the end of the game.

At night, Yuanshen was out of control, and the spirits that he took the initiative to embrace were completely integrated into Yuanshen. The divine relationship was deep and could not be separated. He pressed Jiang Zheliu's shoulder and accidentally bit each other's lips.

It's red and swollen again.

"... how can you do that?" The little demon king only said a word of condemnation, then he put a ring around the other side's waist, held the person in his arms tightly, and gazed at the faint smile on his lover's lips.

The smile on Jiang Zheliu's lips only appeared for a moment, and then he had to feel pressure for his ability to bear. The breath of tianlingti spread gently, and it seemed that there was some subtle excitement.

He slowly back to kiss each other, whispered: "I am a thousand years of fox, little devil, you have to be careful."

His hand loosened the belt under the crown of the demon, slowly pulled out the complicated knot, and each action was challenging the other's reason.

Even if it was such a thing, Jiang xianzun took the process calmly and elegantly. He took off his opponent's robes, untied his lapel, and took off the dazzling Lord of the demon world, leaving only one profane garment. Then he began to untie his waist.

Before these, the little devil can endure, but when he sees his sweetheart touching his clothes, his brain, which is not particularly easy to use, immediately starts to go crazy, pushing Jiang Zheliu's hand again, and regaining the dominant position.

Jiang Zheliu also has no objection and gives the right of guidance to the party with better physical fitness. He passively bears the kiss of the other side with the nature of the demon race, aggression and sense of aggression. When he can't bear it, he hides from the other side's sharp teeth.

Slightly damaged lips close to the ears of the night, his voice is slightly hoarse, but very pleasant.

"You remember... Be careful." He whispered.

If it hurts me, I'll try to escape.

This sentence did not finish, forced to stop.

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The next morning.

The deer demon boy with two horns bid farewell to Qinglong Zhenjun and is looking forward to coming to the demon world. Along the way, he heard a lot of rumors about the recovery of the demon queen.

Ah Chu was so excited that he knew that brother Shenxian would be fine. He was the leading role, and he would be treated as an extraordinary leading role!

The deer is about to jump up and down happily. He went straight to the Jingshan hall and saw Chang Qian at the gate of the hall.

Today Chang Qian came over, and Wen Ren was in the hall at night, so Shi Bingchen and Gong Yiyan were not there.

Seeing his acquaintances, Chu patted Chang Qian's head excitedly. Looking at his vertical pupil, he turned around and felt a little bit that he was a poisonous snake.

He said awkwardly: "er... Why don't you go in? What are you waiting for? Is my brother awake? "

Only on the topic of Jiang Zheliu, two peers who have been separated for a long time can continue to communicate barrier free.

Chang Qian leaned against the doorpost, sword on his waist, and said with no expression: "I should wake up."

Chu nodded, eyes bright: "then I went in?! I miss him so much

Chang Qian looked at the barren mountain in the distance and said calmly, "but you'd better not go in. If you go to see your brother now, you may worry about your life... Eh?"

He turned his eyes, the deer demon on one side had no shadow for a long time. Chang Qian looked at the emptiness in front of him and sighed: "don't say I didn't remind you."

He stayed here all night, and naturally knew that the war had just stopped. His little uncle's thing... It should be said that the whole demon clan is the same. If it's not released, it will be stuck in it. It's estimated that my brother is exhausted and can't talk to others. But ah Chu has just arrived. How can I know the open and secret fighting and the confrontation between the two armies last night.

As he waddled through the carpet of the main hall, he saw the bedroom behind the main seat. Behind the two rows of lights, there was a long screen. There was no sound inside.

Ah Chu didn't think much. He came out from the screen. He was shocked by the scene just as he wanted to go to the river and break the willows——

Wen renye was dressed in a black robe. The bottom of the black robe was covered with dark gold patterns. He was dressing at the moment, and the girdle of his robe was about three fingers wide, which outlined a strong waist. The robe had just been taken down from the hanger. At the moment, I found the movement of achu. I was turning my head and looking over.

On the bed behind him, the soft and cold snow hair was in a mess, as if it had been ruined. On the back of Rushuang's hand and forearm, there are spots of kisses and bruises. There is also one on the phalanx, which obviously shakes people's eyes.

Who can see this picture without saying a word? It's a model of bullying.

Ah Chu looked at him stupidly, and then at Jiang Zheliu behind him. He blushed and said, "how can you force him?"

Today, even if he is a force, he can't bully my immortal brother!

Hearing that, at night, he watched ah Chu come over with no expression. He stood in front of the bed with a sad face. The deer's face was full of words: "only with force, but not with mind". His intelligence and strategy were still so weak.

If such a silly deer had been here, he would have been killed in his heart.

Did achu see him