My Darling Sick Beauty

The adult's affairs are complicated, and the specific contents are not able to be broadcast.

But wenrenye really practiced his skills for a long time. He practiced it several times according to the contents of double revision of ancient books. Although he was full of interest and energy, Jiang Zheliu still didn't stick to it for long.

His body is not very good at this time, and naturally he can't stand the little devil's toss. However, some of the contents in Shuangxiu's ancient books are really useful. They can not only pacify the spirits of both sides, but also help Jiang Zheliu recover slowly.

When he worked on the classic mental Dharma, he felt that his body had absorbed all the little devil's... And then it was not filled, but became more soft and wet, and it was easy to touch everywhere.

If it wasn't for the use clearly recorded in the book, he would have doubted that it was the Hohuan sect. His fingers were marked by sharp teeth, and the joints of his fingers were red. Looking at the mottled kisses, it was difficult to describe.

Not only that, yesterday's exploration to a certain extent also made the spirit body in the gestation period more flexible, and seemed to like each other's arrival.

No matter how he protested or watched his shameless father take possession of his sweet and soft parents, he was so anxious that he could not help but squat in the corner while he was angry.

The cubs want to get Jiang Zheliu's attention, but they are extremely disgusted by the attention of others.

He felt that every look in each other's eyes, every inch of the body, every kiss full of affection should be his own. Once he thought that he would show tenderness to other people's lives, he could not help but be jealous and irritable and aggressive.

The night is gone and the morning is coming.

The cold light slowly leaked into the window lattice and penetrated through the side window of Jingshan hall. The candle on one side was still burning, and the light fluttered slightly.

When Jiang Zheliu opened his eyes, he saw a pair of double horns lying on his head. The dark purple background was covered with blood red patterns.

He doesn't know how Wen renye likes to hold him like this. It seems that this kind of holding method can make his breath spread infinitely, surround each other and bring incomparable security.

Lord mozun's sense of security has always been a problem. It can't be changed overnight.

Jiang Zheliu raised her hand and felt that her wrists were numb, a little soft. In his mind flashed several pictures that could not be described in detail, glanced at a circle of tooth marks on the back of his hand.

The little devil's teeth are always unbearable. They seem itchy and often bite him.

As a mature man, Jiang Zheliu can't care about such trifles with so many young lovers, so he has never said it. However, it's getting worse recently. He can't even remember where he bit him last night. It's estimated that he stamped his whole body up and down. It's either red and swollen, or his teeth have not disappeared.

He touched the Magic Horn in front of him.

The blood pattern on the Magic Horn brightened for a moment. Jiang Zheliu stroked it along the direction of the blood pattern. His palm slid down along the pattern and wrapped the middle part. He said in a low voice: "the tail is pressing on me."

When his voice came out, he realized that his words were so hoarse and low.

The original voice of Qingyue has been temporarily destroyed. No matter how clear the words are and how solemn the tone is, it will be turned into a few strands of lingering by the soft and greasy voice.

Especially the low and soft ending, it was a little bit that he felt not quite right after listening to it.

When he heard this sentence at night, his ear tip trembled slightly, and then he immediately looked at him. It was like a wolf who had just woken up watching a piece of moving and fragrant food, and his eyes showed an expression that he wanted to eat half of it.

Jiang Zheliu really couldn't connive at him any more. He didn't see it. He touched the Magic Horn in his palm and repeated: "tail, take it away."

The other party's bone tail is long and hard. It's OK when he doesn't put it out. But recently, he can't help throwing his tail out at night. He won't let go when he hooks his waist, which makes his waist break.

A little more excessive is to pull his leg, the physical quality of the demon clan is too good, the tail is also so, completely unable to break free.

At the moment, the long bone tail is pressing on his waist, which is quite weighty.

Wen renye reluctantly released the bone tail and swung the long tail down. He leaned down to the other side and licked his throat. The tip of his tongue touched the fragile throat bone and said, "I'm hungry."

Half step Jinxian how can experience hunger, he said is not serious.

Jiang Zheliu gave each other a good look and said, "I'm hungry."

"... oh." The little demon king felt aggrieved and licked and rubbed him, just like a big plush dog, but the big dog was soft and easy to touch, but he was hard all over, his temperature was high, and his abdominal muscles were too hard to poke.

When Jiang Zheliu is most suspicious of life, he always thinks whether his acceptance ability is too strong.

He touched each other's corner and liked the hard and uneven feel. He rubbed each other for a long time. Then he heard the little devil's voice in his ear.

"Then you have to be hungry." He was a little reluctant, but when he was sober, he was an impeccable, stop and stop partner. "I'll clean it up for you?"

Jiang Zheliu was silent for a moment. He didn't know how to tell the other party that he might not have to clean up. Before he had organized his words, he was hugged by the little devil, and the whole person was taken into his arms.

Wen Ren sat up at night, palms close to each other's back, put each other's slender body into his arms, and then expertly pushed away the snow-white thin clothes, but failed to reach in.

His hand was held down by Jiang Zheliu.

Xianzun's desire to speak stopped. He looked at him and thought for a long time. He said, "no need."

Smell person night Leng for a while, slowly frown: "why?"

He made a thorough inquiry and felt uneasy. He was full of unhappiness. He always felt that the other party disliked him and even refused to clean him up. All of a sudden, he was hit hard.

This kind of attack almost extends to his technique.

"You don't like me anymore." Wen renye has always had a sense of first love for him, and even this question is full of childish breath, "don't you want me to touch you?"

Jiang Zheliu sighed and explained, "I mean, I can..."

"You used to ask me to help you." The smell of night lost to stick to his ear, breath warm to disperse, purple eyes slightly doubt, "you are obviously very tired, but also refuse me."

“……”

Why does this man feel guilty for telling such a thing.

Jiang Zheliu came back and thought about it. He raised his eyebrows and said, "you don't know I'm tired when you rub me. Let go, my waist... Hiss."

First, he was pressed heavily by the other party and put his arms back. Then he let his broad palm close and massage to relieve the acid swelling.

For the sake of massage, Jiang Zheliu didn't struggle. She followed the other side close to his arms and quietly clarified, "it's not rejecting you. It's in the practical sense. It's unnecessary."

The hand that hears a person night is slightly a meal, facial expression stagnates for a moment, surprised medium slightly hurt a way: "you don't need? Do you want it? You can't have another baby with you. You have to have some contraceptive measures in the future. "

Listen, is this human talk?

"I mean, when the double mind cultivation method is in operation, it is absorbed." Jiang Zheliu didn't want to make him think wildly. He could only overcome the difficulty of speaking. He said it directly to him without any expression. He stared at the little devil's face and continued, "so I don't need it. Take it with me."

After hearing that, I didn't know whether it was good news or bad news. But I thought that it was a natural contraceptive measure, so that he didn't have to worry about whether 18 cubs would come out to compete with him in the future.

When we were not together, we thought that there were not many of them. However, in this situation, he felt that there were too many of them. He could not accept that there were so many kids around him, which hindered him from sticking.

But if we don't need it, we will lose another big welfare.

The little devil answered, moved his hand to the other side of his waist, rubbed it slowly, and softened the aching muscles. He couldn't help but kiss him and said: "have I made any progress?"

It's not just there, it's just too much. At the beginning, he could still feel the rampage in his nature, and then he began to be a devil. He spent more time playing than he did in books, but he didn't care about the age difference between them.

Young man. Jiang Zheliu sighed in his heart, but he couldn't beat each other's confidence. He could only say, "yes, much better."

Wen renye's mood is gradually getting better.

"When you're well enough, let's go back to Zhongnanshan." The little devil looked at him, "you always want to plant flowers, but in the past the physical conditions did not allow, but now you can recover smoothly, naturally, I will not stop you."

"... you've arranged for the rest of my life. Do you want to stop it?"

Wen renye also thought that this man would circle himself for the rest of his life. These little things are easy to discuss, and his mood changed a lot at once, until he heard Jiang Zheliu say.

"Do you have any wine from watching meteor before?" Jiang Zheliu's tone was calm and his attitude was right. He didn't feel that he was wrong at all. "I think it's sweet. I wanted to tell you before, but I haven't had a chance."

"..." Wen renye was silent for a long time, with a slightly dignified tone. "In a few days, you haven't recovered completely. There's a little bastard in your stomach. Drinking that kind of thing still hurts your body."

When the two chatted here, they realized that there was some misunderstanding between them.

Sometimes Jiang Zheliu would not agree to the things that he thought were OK. He often overcorrected and worried about xiaoliushu.

Jiang Zheliu felt that it was OK. He had tried that kind of wine and tried to retort: "but I want to drink it."

Pregnancy reaction attack, want to drink what is beyond their control. Even if he is a stable and open-minded mature man, he is not immune to the influence of pregnancy.

It's just that mothers generally feel that it's their own reaction during pregnancy. He has no experience or natural maternal brilliance. When male mothers are incompetent, they don't realize that it's not their usual reaction.

Hearing this sentence, I felt my heart beating in my mind.

... how can he be so cute? He talks like a coqueter. Will he be coqueter to me?

Just when he was so fascinated that he wanted to promise, his obedient brain suddenly woke up and maintained his own concept. He was very strict with this kind of thing and refused to relax. He refused him.

"The wine is too strong." He whispered, "how about two days?"

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If you want a male mother, you need a male mother!

Usually stable people are sensitive and naive, and they are rarely unreasonable, so they are super cute in the eyes of every night////