My Darling Sick Beauty

In the year of Ember, he once again achieved the achievement of Jiang xianzun's exclusive physician.

But this time, he didn't hurt his medical skills too much. He easily treated the wounds that didn't involve the spirit. The next step was to rest and recover.

Jiang Zheliu's cultivation progress bar was cleared again, with a short-term weak state. He was forced by the little devil to return to the level that he could not lift his shoulder and hand, and was oppressed by the devil Lord.

After all, the other side of the "do I have to look at you disappointed" look, not ordinary people can resist.

But at the same time, he guessed that the cub began to get more and more noisy due to the occurrence of husband husband fights and the increase of months.

After a long time of painstaking exhortation, Yu Xiannian made a prescription for master Jiang. Then he sat opposite him and poured a cup of tea to moisten his throat. While drinking, he said, "you are also brave. What if you can't beat him? Let him beat you to death? "

Jiang Zheliu went back to his old-age life and sat on the edge of his bed drinking medicine. He frowned bitterly, but he didn't say anything. Instead, he casually said, "isn't there a seal?"

"The seal also depends on the timing. If you slow down, it will be a tragedy from domestic violence to death." The year of Ember sighed. Thinking of the strange atmosphere in the demon world recently, he couldn't help saying, "maybe even if you wake up later, you will go down in history because of bad conduct."

Jiang Zheliu raised his eyes in surprise and said, "bad conduct?"

He remembers that the standard of the demon clan is different from that of the Xiuzhen kingdom. In terms of the aesthetic and environment of the demon Kingdom, the little demon king is really Miao Hong, and it's hard to pick out any mistakes, right?

When Yu Jinnian saw that he didn't understand, he came over and whispered, "I heard that the demons want to see you, for you, er..."

He thought about the wording.

"To solve problems and overcome difficulties together."

Jiang Zheliu was silent for a moment and said, "overcome the difficulties together. What difficulties do I have?"

"Of course, it's the difficulty of Lord mozun." The year of Ember narrowed his eyes and seemed to be thinking about some memorable discussion. He tut said, "you don't know. Now there are rumors outside the demon world, saying that people respect their masters and fight against their friends, domestic violence, and... Well, the work is not good."

Jiang Zheliu was a little stunned. He felt that it was hard to say a word. He slowly said: "it's a bit of a brush in front of me. If he can't live well, I won't tell. Who will know."

Ember year with strange eyes looked at him, seems to confirm that he did not know, smile ambiguous way: "may be because of the demon lord thirst for knowledge, just accidentally spread it, sooner or later you want to try."

Jiang Zheliu

The child has less and less attitude towards his predecessors.

The mature man decided not to care with him, but to ask about something else.

"Demon world seems to hate such behavior, but it is a misunderstanding for Wen Ren Ye." Jiang Zheliu said, "his two Taoist seeds..."

"You don't have to worry." In the year of Ember, he knew that he would ask, "I've shown him that there is no sign of recovery. After all, he is an adult devil, and he still has a sense of propriety."

Jiang Zheliu calmed down and continued to drink the medicine. As soon as he took a sip, he heard the sound of Ember year.

"You get ready. I feel like you're going to have breast milk."

"Er, cough..." Jiang Zheliu was choked by this sentence. He put down the medicine bowl, covered his chest, and choked hard.

It seems that you don't think there is anything wrong with this sentence. Instead, you take out the ancient books and notes, as well as a summary of the records of the heavenly spirit body. He turned a few pages and said, "fortunately, your predecessors have left records. Although they are vague, they may be embarrassed, but I have found a more bold record."

"..." Jiang Zheliu didn't know what to say in the face of this topic, so he could only calm down.

"I found a new double cultivation. As long as you follow the mental method of this double cultivation, you can transform the spirit of the Demon Lord into the material needed by the cubs, and supplement the spirit that your body can't continuously provide... Eh, aura?"

He said it with great interest, and Jiang Zheliu heard it with fever in his ears.

"Here you are." The year of Ember is very serious. "According to this situation, it can not only help to breed, but also pass through..."

"Good." Jiang Zheliu interrupted the word he was about to say, "I know."

Yu Jinnian was afraid that he would be angry, so he didn't say that again. Instead, he explained the fertility knowledge to him for a while. Then he saw that he had finished taking the medicine, and then he said seriously, "this is a serious matter, otherwise you will be very painful later. The spirit of heaven will attract others to give you... That's what. In the long run, I'd better adopt my method."

Jiang Zheliu felt that this was a big challenge for him. He sighed and nodded slowly.

Wen renye returns to the demon world at the beginning of the night, and there are still many things to deal with. However, he has encountered too many strange things recently, which seriously reduces his work efficiency.

He was so worried and ashamed that his subordinates beat him more and more deeply. Even the most open-minded ice release scar was looking at him with both desire and silence. Finally, with a hard sigh, he said to him in a vague way: "Lord, we can take the advantage of usurpation. It's better only in the small black house and the bed of the small black house."

The night of hearing people

"It's better to tie people's cloth with silk, so you won't scratch your hands." He said, "before you do it, give your partner a pull. If you don't split it all at once, you'll never forget the pain. There's lubrication. You can't omit it in any case..."

Wen renye thinks that you haven't seen the moistening of tianlingti. Once it's hot, it's moist, so you don't need it at all.

"Although we agree to attack directly, but..." Shi Bingchen looks down at the Lord's hand, and his hard Magic Horn. He has a clear understanding of the fighting power of the royal family, and he hates the iron more and more. "You will be prized in this way!"

The night of Wen Ren endured for a long time, and now he asked fiercely, "if it doesn't happen, they won't pry?"

"It's not the same." Shi Bingchen was so worried that he lost his hair. "How can it be the same with stealthily prying and swaggering with a hoe. Lord, if you are really so violent, you might as well let the empress devil go. You see, I can also give him happiness... "

Before he finished his words, he felt that he was locked in by a murderous spirit, and his words turned in an instant: "wish of..."

It's a little heavy.

I don't know how long it will take to turn around these people's misconceptions, but it's not a case of Feng Ping being killed, because he really did it, and it's very serious. If he didn't look stupid, he would like to scold himself.

This depression lasted until the end of the business, back to Jingshan hall.

The entrance of Jingshan hall is blocked, but no one dares to go in. He just looks inside and whispers. Several big demons with tails are anxiously shaking their tails. I don't know how the empress devil is hurt.

Jingshan temple has the boundary of Wenren night. It is estimated that no one in the world can untie it from the outside. Gongyiyan leaned against the edge of the door frame, carrying a long knife, and the Falcon mask pulled down, revealing only pale pink lips.

All the magic generals are outside gongyiyan's feet, because they know that this one doesn't allow them to get too close. But the elder sister is also trapped in love, but Gongyi Yan has always been less talkative, and she is also cold-blooded and speechless. In fact, her emotional bias can't be seen.

It seems that I didn't even notice it.

This kind of quietly observation lasted until the LORD came back, and the demons left unconvinced. They left because they couldn't fight. They were unconvinced because they felt that this person's conduct was improper.

This is the case. It may take a long time to be considerate to restore the reputation of Lord mozun.

When Wen renye came back, Jiang Zheliu was reading a book.

It's not a serious book. It's the books left by the year of Ember. The contents are full of scientific and rigorous attitude and indescribable words. Even if Jiang Zheliu reads them with a peaceful attitude, he can't bear them because they are about himself. He feels that his earlobes are hot.

How can there be such a strange posture, unheard of.

He had a little sense of the evil taste of the year of Ember, and even suspected that the other party was fooling him with 365 kinds of double cultivation techniques. But after reading carefully, he found that this is really just a classic book of double cultivation, which is coherent from top to bottom, clear in context, and even has an advanced version of the method.

Wen renye's step is very light. He doesn't hear it. When the other party's breath surrounds him, the little devil is very close.

For the first time, he felt that his acceptance was challenged. He closed the book with one hand, then pinched his nose and said, "are you finished?"

"Well." Wen renye didn't know what he was looking at. He only remembered that today was the day when he was reexamined in the year of embers, so he asked, "what did he say?"

Jiang Zheliu knew who he was referring to: "everything is normal, just rest."

Hearing the night's guilt and uneasiness, he glanced at her and saw that Jiang Zheliu didn't wear shoes and socks, and the edge of his robe was on the instep.

His previous robes were stained with blood, and his clothes were changed by Wen renye. At that time, he forgot this stubble, so he never wore them. It happened that he was lingering on the couch these two days and had no chance to walk, so he was not prepared.

He stares at the edge covered by the snow-white robe corner, reaches for his opponent's ankle, and fishes it into the quilt.

The temperature in the palm is a little low, which is in line with the slightly cold of the other side's Tao. But the little devil doesn't like the temperature, so he has to be warm.

"... overcorrection." Jiang Zheliu commented.

"No Wen renye retorted, "you'll catch cold."

"You always feel vulnerable to me." Jiang Zheliu sighed, "I've never been merciful when I hit you... Hiss, what do you do?"

The other side's hand did not stop, but along the ankle to climb up, open the robe angle, slide along the leg.

It's full of the smell of being ready to move.

Before Jiang Zheliu saw all the indescribable things in his head, he was a little sensitive and couldn't help taking back his legs.

This action made Wen renye suffer a great blow. He took off his robe and climbed to bed. He pressed daolv into his arms and rubbed him with his head down. The Magic Horn glowed: "want to... Practice skills."

Jiang Zheliu: "you are always honest."

He was encircled by the little devil, surrounded by the sharp breath of pines and cypresses, with the manic temperature of the devil's body.

"I've been looked at in the same way for several days." He bowed his head to the tip of the broken willow's ear. "He must prove himself."

"Excuse." Jiang Zheliu's ears were red by his breath, and he also felt a little hot. "You can prove to me that you still can't correct your name. Do you want me to go out and say it?"

"No "You know," he said

He was hooked by the breath of the spirit body for a long time, until today, he felt a little impatient. When his fingers touched Jiang Zheliu's body, it was like touching a sweet and soft cake. He felt very hungry and wanted to lick and bite each other and do something sticky and grinding.

And men can't say no, skills can't challenge self-esteem. He learned from his bitter experience and was bound to make Jiang xianzun understand his power.

This idea hasn't been brought into play yet, but he was stuffed with a thin book by daolv. It's a vivid picture when it's opened.

His vision meal, body stiff for a moment, feel too exciting, heart thumping closed the book, a little nervous way: "do you want this? Is it... Is it, it's a little difficult... "

Jiang Zheliu glanced at him: "Shuangxiu classics, can you look at them from the beginning?"

He was disappointed and began to study from the beginning. But he was only disappointed for a while, and then he got excited again. He pointed to the less commonly used one in the basic posture and talked with each other's ears. He refused and didn't give up at all. He pulled the willow tree to practice.

Jiang Zheliu couldn't do it. He didn't know what was going on, so he agreed. He was overwhelmed by the other party on the bed. He watched Wen renye's hand pull out his belt and take off his coat. The books on one side were spread out to guide the details.

He was weak and had no strength, so he could only start from the beginning again with the operation aura of the little demon king. Because of this, Jiang Zheliu was so nervous by the feeling of out of control that even the slightest touch could make him tremble.

Before I got to the point, I was all wet, and my eyes were red and a little weeping.

Physiological tears can't be avoided. They make the skin around the corner of the eye bright and white. It's like red plum falling on ice and snow. In the cold, there is a sense of soul alluring. People can't move their eyes. Their heart is like beating a drum.

Jiang Zheliu was picked up by him, lying on each other's shoulders, and his mind was a little confused with what he had seen before. With the mental method, he slowly entered the meridians. He's a little sick from the grinding.

It's the discomfort of being too full.

Wen Ren Ye has always had this problem. His size really challenges the bottom line of the human race, but the spirit body seems to like it very much. Every time after the necessary harmonious movement between the Taoist couple, it will stop for a long time, and even the fragrance will converge to the level that only one person can smell in Wen Ren Ye.

But this time, it was not only the discomfort of fullness, but also a subtle and unique feeling that took his mind away. Jiang Zheliu felt it for a long time before he was sure that it was the little guy in his stomach who was making a demon.

It seems that I feel it at night.

He put his palm on his lover's belly and felt it carefully. He was scolded several times by the little boy. He immediately drew back his mind and decided to do something adult.

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Recently, the codewords are very late. I'm so sleepy that I haven't checked the wrong words. I may revise the text during the day, so I don't have to read it again.

Behind is a lot of sticky plot and chuaizai daily, love sweetness you know.