I don't know whether it was due to the strenuous exercise or the instinctive needs of the body, but the fair-skinned Junyan was now blushing, and his thin lips were slightly open.

"People are gone!"

After saying something lightly, the corners of Xuanyuan Xuanyuan Moye's lips twitched almost invisibly, and his eyes flickered away from hers.

"Gone..."

For some reason, Ling Mulao felt extremely embarrassed when he saw this gentle face flushed with lust.

"Oh~"

After a low voice, Xuanyuan Moye rested on Ling Mulao's body stupidly, with no intention of moving away.

"Let's go, you can get up."

With a frown, Ling Mulao opened Xuanyuan Moxie's chest with both hands. The original coldness was actually hot at this moment.

It's so hot, it's like fire, almost burning your skin.

As soon as his palms touched, Ling Mulao immediately retracted his palms in a conditioned reflex and looked at Xuanyuan Moye in disbelief.

It was strange how his body could be so hot, as hot as an iron-making boiler. It was so strange.

"Feel sorry!"

Xuanyuan Moye came back to his senses immediately, and his blurred eyes were immediately covered by the warmth of the blue water. At this moment, he was gentle and elegant again.

With one hand on his side, Xuanyuan Moxie was about to stand up.

"Bang~", the sound of two bodies colliding together.

Just when Xuanyuan Moxie was about to get up, Ling Muchao's ears perked up, his brows furrowed, and he grabbed his clothes and pulled them off with force.

Xuanyuan Moye staggered, and was pulled by Ling Mulao's tiger claws. His center of gravity suddenly became unstable and he threw himself forcefully on Ling Mulao.

Waves of plumpness.

The light fragrance is not like the smell of flowers and plants, but the smell emanating from a woman's body, which is very charming and ecstatic.

The soft touch is like lying on the clouds, the ups and downs of breathing, slight trembling, and every nerve is almost broken.

Ling Mulao grabbed Xuanyuan Moye's clothes with both hands and quickly glanced around. It was strange that there was still someone there.

Moreover, this man's martial arts skills were countless times higher than Xicheng's. There was no sound, not even breathing. If it weren't for the sharp cold air all over his body, he probably wouldn't have been able to detect it at all.

His whole body was cold and his clothes were fluttering, but it was as if he was just a soul and there was no sound at all.

In the night, a figure stood against the wind, as still as still water, staring coldly at the big bed in the room.

After a while, no movement inside could be heard. The corners of the lips curled up slightly, and the wide sleeves fluttered. Under the bright moonlight, it was like Chang'e descending to earth.

"Get out of the way!"

With a cold shout, Ling Mulao pushed his hand and tried to chase the disappearing figure.

However, as the words fell, the moment she suddenly turned back, her cold eyes bulged into two tubes, almost falling out of her eyes.

Oh my God, is she seeking death?

In front of her, Xuanyuan Moye was being tightly restrained by her, and Zhang Junyan was being twisted and buckled on her plump chest.

The hot breath floats and lingers between the fingers in the cleavage, the most ambiguous one.

The body was not as hot as before, but gradually, Ling Mulao felt the changes in Xuanyuan Moxie's body, and the hardness poking at his lower abdomen became bigger and bigger.

"abnormal!"

His face turned pale, Ling Mulao bit his silver teeth and kicked Xuanyuan Moxie out.

His body soared, and Xuanyuan Moxie was kicked into the air by an unexpected kick. He quickly connected his feet and landed on the ground with a backflip. He didn't know whether it was due to the violent exercise or the instinctive needs of his body. His fair face

Junyan's face was now blushing, and his thin lips were slightly open.

"People are gone!"

After saying something lightly, the corners of Xuanyuan Xuanyuan Moye's lips twitched almost invisibly, and his eyes flickered away from hers.

"Gone..."

For some reason, Ling Mulao felt extremely embarrassed when he saw this gentle face flushed with lust.

"Oh~"

After a low voice, Xuanyuan Moye rested on Ling Mulao's body stupidly, with no intention of moving away.

"Let's go, you can get up."

With a frown, Ling Mulao opened Xuanyuan Moxie's chest with both hands. The original coldness was actually hot at this moment.

It's so hot, it's like fire, almost burning your skin.

As soon as his palms touched, Ling Mulao immediately retracted his palms in a conditioned reflex and looked at Xuanyuan Moye in disbelief.

It was strange how his body could be so hot, as hot as an iron-making boiler. It was so strange.

"Feel sorry!"

Xuanyuan Moye came back to his senses immediately, and his blurred eyes were immediately covered by the warmth of the blue water. At this moment, he was gentle and elegant again.

With one hand on his side, Xuanyuan Moxie was about to stand up.

"Bang~", the sound of two bodies colliding together.

Just when Xuanyuan Moxie was about to get up, Ling Muchao's ears perked up, his brows furrowed, and he grabbed his clothes and pulled them off with force.

Xuanyuan Moye staggered, and was pulled by Ling Mulao's tiger claws. His center of gravity suddenly became unstable and he threw himself forcefully on Ling Mulao.

Waves of plumpness.

The light fragrance is not like the smell of flowers and plants, but the smell emanating from a woman's body, which is very charming and ecstatic.

The soft touch is like lying on the clouds, the ups and downs of breathing, slight trembling, and every nerve is almost broken.

Ling Mulao grabbed Xuanyuan Moye's clothes with both hands and quickly glanced around. It was strange that there was still someone there.

Moreover, this man's martial arts skills were countless times higher than Xicheng's. There was no sound, not even breathing. If it weren't for the sharp cold air all over his body, he probably wouldn't have been able to detect it at all.

His whole body was cold and his clothes were fluttering, but it was as if he was just a soul and there was no sound at all.

In the night, a figure stood against the wind, as still as still water, staring coldly at the big bed in the room.

After a while, no movement inside could be heard. The corners of the lips curled up slightly, and the wide sleeves fluttered. Under the bright moonlight, it was like Chang'e descending to earth.

"Get out of the way!"

With a cold shout, Ling Mulao pushed his hand and tried to chase the disappearing figure.

However, as the words fell, the moment she suddenly turned back, her cold eyes bulged into two tubes, almost falling out of her eyes.

Oh my God, is she seeking death?

In front of her, Xuanyuan Moye was being tightly restrained by her, and Zhang Junyan was being twisted and buckled on her plump chest.

The hot breath floats and lingers between the fingers in the cleavage, the most ambiguous one.

The body was not as hot as before, but gradually, Ling Mulao felt the changes in Xuanyuan Moxie's body, and the hardness poking at his lower abdomen became bigger and bigger.

"abnormal!"

His face turned pale, Ling Mulao bit his silver teeth and kicked Xuanyuan Moxie out.
Chapter completed!