There are many ways to drink, and the most erotic way is undoubtedly that the girl is lying in a man's arms, with her jade arms curled slightly, and she delivers the wine to the man's mouth. However, this method is generally a way for wealthy people to treat guests. Although the guests are a stimulation, the girl in her arms may not have any passion. This is just their job.

Although Catherine did not see this way of drinking with her own eyes, she naturally knew that she sympathized with the servants who were lying in the arms of men, and sympathized with a girl's heart and abandoned her worldly status.

But now, she felt so strange. She did the same thing as those servant girls, her posture was still relatively stiff, but the excitement in her heart was wave after wave, and the joy in her heart was infinite.

What a wonderful thing this is lying in a man's arms, letting the man's magical fingers touch her nipples, and sending the wine to the man's mouth? Things in the world may be relative. No matter what kind of thing is done, the different objects may feel completely different.

This dirty way is not dirty at the moment, only with a strong affection. Catherine even had a shameless idea, should she drink a sip of wine and feed him mouth to mouth like those girls?

Of course this is just thinking about it, she is a good girl

Today's pajamas were so loose. As soon as the wine glass was closed, Catherine consciously entered his arms. As soon as she entered his arms, she began to be excited. The man's hand gently circled the breasts. She closed her eyes and enjoyed it. The man's hand turned downward. She began to breathe, her body adjusted slightly. After the first orgasm, she lay on the man and whispered: "Do you... feel uncomfortable?"

She felt the passion of the man and inadvertently met something that made her heart tremble. Liu Sen picked her up and walked towards the big bed. The girl exhaled like orchid in his ear. Both of them were very excited. When they arrived by the big bed, Liu Sen grabbed her pajamas. He just needed to pull her gently and would become a naked lamb. But his hand suddenly stopped, his eyes fell into the yard. As his eyes passed, the curtains were silently pulled open halfway, and the drizzle drifted in.

"His Excellency Da Gong" someone called softly: "A guest is visiting"

Catherine rose up and hugged Liu Sen without any words, but the hug was so tight and passionate

Is this coming? Liu Sen's passion receded like a tide and he flicked past the window like a flowing water, his eyes locked in the yard outside. In the drizzle, a man strode in black.

Black-clothed swordsman black-clothed masked man

Although it was drizzling all over the sky, the raindrops could not float beside him. There seemed to be an invisible cover beside him, covering him completely. Only the sword saint can make the raindrops two feet away from his body.

The first function of this drizzle is to accurately tell him the strength of this person

The second function of the drizzle is: in this drizzle, it effectively blocks people's sight. It is so far away that no one can see Liu Sen by the window.

The man in black suddenly turned around on his last step, and this time he turned around and shot directly at Liu Sen's place.

Liu Sen was shocked. He sensed the changes in the yard just now. Before the butler's voice came out, he became alert from the bottom of his heart. Like him, this person also felt. He could not see himself, but he should have senses, and felt that someone was going to be bad for him.

A sharp gaze swept through the night sky, with a cold murderous aura, but it just turned around and took it back straight into the building above.

Someone around him whispered: "This person is terrible, isn't it?" His lips almost touched Liu Sen's ears.

"I just feel this person is hateful." Liu Sen smiled relaxedly: "If I come later, maybe I'll have you already."

Catherine snuggled into his arms gently, raised her face and murmured to him: "You have got me you did that... I'm yours."

Yes, it seems like there is no difference

"Catherine, I'm leaving later." He is indeed leaving later. When the man in black leaves, he will be a breeze disappearing in the night sky.

"You will come back, right?" said the girl in her arms, "If you really don't want to come back, I beg you to lie to me..."

Please ask him to lie to her? How much affection does a few short words contain? In order to leave a hope in her heart, she begged him to lie to her

Liu Sen held up her face: "I tell you, Catherine, I won't lie to you, I will definitely come back."

"My Nazha" Catherine's eyes were filled with tears: "You don't know how reluctant a woman is to leave when she falls in love with a man."

Liu Sen knew this and he knew it even if she didn't say it. Her eyes and tears told him that she really couldn't bear to leave him but herself? She couldn't bear to leave this not too beautiful girl? In theory, he shouldn't be reluctant to leave, but looking at her face, he suddenly

I felt a hint of hardship in my heart. This was the girl who had been with him for more than two days in the darkness. The darkness blurred her face to the greatest extent, but her image was the greatest extent to the greatest extent to the greatest extent to the greatest extent to the greatest extent to the greatest extent to the greatest extent to the greatest extent to the greatest extent to the greatest extent to the greatest extent to the greatest extent to the greatest extent to the greatest extent to the greatest extent to the greatest extent to the greatest extent to the greatest extent to the greatest extent to the greatest extent to

Is it just to meet her in the dark and stay with her to make him forget her appearance and to let him remember her tenderness? Is this also God's will?

"Kiss me, okay?" Catherine raised her face: "Only in the dark, I have the courage to let you kiss me."

Is mediocrity really a stinger? It has been wandering in her heart?

"I know I can't be as beautiful as other girls," Catherine said quietly: "But I can do it...I love you more than them and miss you."

"Don't think too much." Liu Sen gently pulled her, hugged her tightly, and left a sentence in her ear: "You are perfect in my heart." When his hands were loosened, his figure had completely disappeared, and the curtains flying in the wind seemed to be waving to her gently.

Catherine rushed to the window, pulled the curtain, and looked at the yard. A black figure was walking out of the building. It was the contactor of the assassination organization. It was raining heavily. His people suddenly shot out like an arrow, shooting straight out of the courtyard wall. When they came in, they walked on the right path, showed their skills when they went out, and showed their etiquette when they came in, and showed their strength when they went out. This is the person's usual style.

Catherine's heart tightened slightly. She knew what this kung fu meant. She also knew that her thorn was magical, but how magical could it be? Can it be able to defeat this terrible killer?

Of course she also knew that her man was following the killer, but why couldn't she see him?

A few days ago, she had been wandering about the big question of whether to betray the family. It took her a long time to convince herself. It seemed that she had forgotten another thing, and this thing was: Did her help him really help him? Will it harm him?

The assassination organization is terrible, and anyone will have this understanding. Her grandfather, including her, said that this organization is cautious. She created an opportunity to let her "naza" go. Is it right or wrong?

Don't want to sleep tonight

Although she was already very tired, she still couldn't sleep. She lay on the bed, her mind was filled with messy scenes. In the darkness, she felt that it might be much deeper than during the day. His hands, his kisses, and his hugs left her too many memories, and these memories may be unforgettable for the rest of her life.

My dear, my noza, tomorrow, whether you succeed or not, you will come and report a letter to your Catherine, okay?

In the dark night, under the stimulation of the cold wind, Liu Sen had a strong premonition of sneezing. He left the warm room, from the body of a warm woman, and sped on a rainy night. This felt that it was definitely two different heavens.

Even the organs on the nose want to protest

Sneeze was pressed tightly, Liu Sen stared at the black shadow in front of him. The Sword Saint did have his unique side. Although it was in the dark, his running degree was still unabated. Although there was a big road, he was walking in the jungle. Although it was a jungle with no road at all, he still ran very fast, and he didn't even touch the branches that suddenly appeared.

Although it was in the dark rain, it was theoretically impossible for someone to follow him, but the man still turned around from time to time, staring behind him vigilantly, and even suddenly paused, hiding behind the tree, waiting for a long time before continuing to move forward. His movement was like an arrow, and his pause was like a tree brother behind the tree - not moving at all, but he was destined to be unable to see the stalker because the stalker was in the sky

It is far above ten feet high, and cleverly uses the surrounding scenery to conceal it

Such a height is not the height that the Sword Saint should pay attention to, because if there is really an enemy, if there is really an enemy who can track him in this way, he is simply a god who doesn’t need to track him. If you want to be detrimental to him, just kill him. Therefore, after more than an hour of running around, the Sword Saint gave up his heart and no one followed him.

Without anyone following him, his walking style changed. He walked through the jungle in front and took a big turn and returned to the city.

Liu Sen's eyes lit up. Their residence was not what they originally thought was in the deep mountains and forests. He had only one reason for running away from his possible followers.

So cautious? This sends a signal

This signal made Liu Sen a little excited because the signal was that the cooperation between the assassination organization and the Dagong family was indeed reserved. At least they did not really trust the Dagong. Otherwise, there was no reason for them to get rid of the stalkers like this - in the mind of this sword saint, of course, the person who was following him was the Dagong.
Chapter completed!