The moon has been more and more west, but the heat in the sky is still not too much sign of fading. The old maid has not come back yet. Xia Ji can't sleep even when she tosses and turns.

When it was extremely hot, she just got up and came to the ancient peach tree.

Qingshiban was washed clean, better than all the mats in the world. Sure enough, as soon as she sat down, she felt a cool air coming on her face.

Her heart suddenly calmed down, and she sat quietly, enjoying the emerald green finger on her ring finger.

She likes the finger, the green, the green like the leaves of an old peach tree, as if it were the life of another world There are many stories hidden in it?? What's the evening of its seven masters???

Summer heat, I do not know when dissipated, the atmosphere of autumn began to dominate.

Hazy moonlight, very close, cicadas seem to come from the Moon Palace. Before going to bed, Xia Ji saw a meteor passing by. Then she fell asleep.

At this time, Wu Xiancai walked slowly to the gate of Luyuan.

The guards on both sides opened their eyes, but their eyes were fixed. The Dark Lord held a small piece of the night pearl in his hand, which was a small piece of debris in his black cloak in the scuffle. On it, he poured the last bit of magic into his body.

He didn't even think about the consequences.

Even if the next moment, the Dark Lord also disappeared, what is that?

The whole deer garden is shrouded by a weak border. Although it is insignificant to the fairy, it is enough for human beings.

Under the ancient peach tree, the wind was cool, and the jade man lay quietly on the bluestone board. Dream, delicate cheeks clean and warm, and a faint smile, I do not know what is the newlyweds dream.

The stretching arms, the exquisite curves, the charming posture full of feminine body beauty, and even her white and slender feet From head to foot, from top to bottom, everything is good and beautiful.

Little Shaji, growing up.

The whole body sends out a kind of pure girl's body fragrance.

Even if she takes away the red night pearl, even if she forgets the palm brand, even if she never calls him to the sky But she grew up.

With a flick of the finger, the little girl became a little girl.

At the beginning of February, the top of cardamom, the tip of Xiaohe is just showing. Her beautiful fragrance finally unfolded in front of him without reservation.

Wu Xian was full of resentment and sorrow, but as soon as his eyes fell on his little mouth, he couldn't move away

It was his thought for hundreds of thousands of years, his anxiety for countless times, when she was a fairy, when she was a little girl Now, she's finally grown up.

The bottom of my heart is filled with a kind of tender feeling, which is more palpitating than the burning of the sun and sky fire.

He leaned down slowly, covering her little hands with his hands.

He was overwhelmed by the warmth of the moment. Then, his big hand slowly went up and landed on the towering top of her thin sleeping shirt It's the creation of the world and the masterpiece of nature. Among thousands of women, there is not necessarily such a beautiful curve.

The palm of his hand trembled violently.

At this moment, he is no longer the first male creature in the demon world who has experienced many battles. The coquettishness of the wolf girls and the snake girls in front of him became a floating cloud. He was as green as a teenager. After a while, he timidly put his lips to her

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