Transmigrated Female Support: Male God, Addicted to Teasing

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Su Kui still didn't think it was enough. He deliberately stepped up a few steps and forced Shen Wanwang to retreat again and again.

The streamer turned in her eyes, Shen Buwang seriously saw her dress this time. She was wearing a red dress, a light tulle skirt, long black hair like satin, loosely rolled into a bun, and pink Dai Wei was not applied. Enchanting enough.

The closer to him, the charming charm of peachy plums, struck him with an ambiguous breath that made breathing difficult.

"Fu Changan, what the **** do you want?"

Shen Wuwang was tough at all, but she was soon forced to lean on the screen as a whole, unable to step back a bit.

Shen Wuwang is extremely tall, and even Su Kui is only up to his chest.

She lifted her eyes, narrowed the peach blossoms and looked at him through the dim candlelight in the room. There was a trace of helplessness on his delicate face.

Su Kui didn't know where he came from. He had the ability to turn the clouds and cover the rain, so he was too lazy to ask.

She just needs to know that this man, hers, is enough.

The hot fingertips touched his skin like ice cubes, and Shen Buwang retreated slightly uncomfortably. The back of the hand held by her seemed to be melted by Su Kui.

"You asked me what I want?"

Eyebrows are romantic, Gu Pan is passionate. Shen Wuwang glanced at him for a moment. He had imagined the way she had restored her women's dress before, but there was no moment of imagination, as vivid as it is now.

He opened his mouth, the words in his mouth hadn't had time to exit, and suddenly saw her gently "hush".

The slender white and jade-like green onion fingers, like a flexible little snake, light and casual, crossed his chest, little by little, and slowly climbed up to his shoulder.

The throat was astringent, and the voice of "you--" came out, only to realize that the voice was indistinct and dumb.

It seemed how hungry he was.

He frowned, and the red girl in front of her suddenly stood on tiptoe, and climbed his shoulders, Yin Hong's plump lips, with a unique fragrance unique to her, imprinted on him.

Phoenix belongs to fire, and she is even a master of playing with fire, no matter which way she describes it.

And Shen Buwang is born to be ice, which is cold all year round. Anyone who has dealt with him says that he is the incarnation of a snake, a cold-blooded animal.

At this moment, the fire hit the ice, Shen Buwang's body, but it seemed to be ignited in an instant.

A little spark is enough to ignite the prairie.

"Well--"

The man let out a wheezing uncontrollably from his lips and teeth, his voice was mute, and he listened slowly, his face was no longer as incompetent as a fairy, the fundus, the candlestick shaking at the reflection of the window, the big flame , Burning in his eyes.

"I said, when I won Mo Wang and won the Lingquan, the first thing is naturally to join you in the Lingquan to celebrate. At that time, you promised me, forget?"

She smiled lightly, breathing like blue between her lips and teeth, whispering softly.

"Because ... Don't forget ..."

That's it.

Shen Wuwang closed his eyes and planted it in the hand of this phoenix long ago. Whether it was him or Shen Wangwang, who had his soul of seven cents before, on the first side, the soul throbbed and he silently told In the future.

"Um, so, what are you waiting for?"

There was a smile, red lips and teeth, and a beautiful woman with bright eyes, which was particularly eye-catching.

He is mainly anti-guest, with both hands in control of her slim waist, her head down and her eyes down, her slender eyelashes across her delicate face, looking for that soft spot.