"Only half of the answer is correct. I am a water demon, yes, and you are my demon queen." Qingcheng also stood up, spun around, and pressed Long Jiu'er to the ground of the Liuli Palace.

"No, please let me go, let me go." Being held down by the strange man, Long Jiu'er's heart jumped loudly and loudly. She was afraid, afraid of the cold water of the East China Sea, and afraid of the mysterious person in front of her.

man.

The most important thing is that the dream about being raped two years ago was so real that she trembled every time she thought about it. Now, this situation reminded her even more of the despair she felt back then.

At that time, she was conscious, but she could only let Canglong do whatever he wanted to her. She had no strength at all, just like a newborn baby, unable to resist any external harm.

"Don't want to save the Western Sea God Jiao?" For some reason, Qingcheng felt irritated when he saw her tears, and his heart hurt. He thought maybe it was the face that was exactly the same as his wife's, so he held her hand and

His head lay beside her, looking at her with confusion and heartache.

"Where did you get it? Please tell me, okay." Long Jiuer's voice trembled and she looked at him in fear. She knew that there were many water monsters in the East China Sea that were more powerful than the God of the West Sea.

It seems that this time, she is doomed.

Unexpectedly, Qingcheng bowed his head and captured her lips, blocking her resistance and whimpering between her lips and teeth. She stretched out her hand to push him away, but she couldn't push him away at all.

His strength swept through her body overwhelmingly. He held her thin little face in his hands, pried open her teeth with his domineering tongue, and thrust it into her mouth without hesitation, sucking and stirring vigorously.

Long Jiuer felt that his tongue was almost penetrating her throat and sucking out all the gastric juices. His heavy breath sprayed on her pretty face, and his big hands caressed her body unambiguously, trying to

Then he tore off her gauze.

"If we do this, you can let go of the God of the West Sea, right?" She almost whimpered.

"Why can you sacrifice so much for other men? Jiu'er, I am Qingcheng, don't you remember me? I am Qingcheng, Qingcheng." Qingcheng pinched her chin and asked her to look directly at him, her body covered in black

His dragon scales are almost visible. He has beautiful horns on his head, the most beautiful lips and the deepest eyes in the world.

"Dragon King of the East China Sea - Qingcheng?" Long Jiuer reached out and touched the little horn that sprouted from his head. Was he showing his true identity just to let her recognize him?

"Yes, Jiu'er, do you remember me?" Qingcheng held her face and looked at her expectantly...

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Chapter completed!