She jumped up and opened her eyes, ready to curse.
But when she saw the cold and picturesque Di Shiyin, she suppressed the foul language again.
With a sudden move, she pounced on him again, licking his Adam's apple hard, and her voice became softer and softer, like the white mist in the south of the Yangtze River, as light as gauze, so fresh and soft that it made people feel heartbroken
: "Di Shiyin, I like you. The moon is dark and the wind is high - let's practice together..." Her voice was crisp and tender, so tender it could almost make you cry.
She is a smart and powerful demon, even if it is to seduce men, she can do it very well!
The lights in the room suddenly went out, and it was pitch black. Feiyue was so dizzy from his kiss that she could hardly breathe——
She couldn't help but tremble slightly, closed her eyes slightly, and felt everything the man on her body gave her. Is this dual cultivation?
So novel—so ecstatic—
Her mind was in a daze...
"Hmm..." she whispered...
Suddenly, there was a burst of pain, and she couldn't help but scream, and suddenly woke up!
Luo Qingyu opened her eyes suddenly, and a silver masked face suddenly enlarged in front of her eyes, and a voice as cool as running water sounded: "Are you awake?"
Great Imperial Master?! Luo Qingyu was startled. The scene in the dream suddenly overlapped with the current person, which made her heart skip a beat. She almost suspected that she was still in the dream. She couldn't help but shrink and move towards the bed.
Li Yigun: "You..."
"What sweet dream did you have?" The Grand Master lazily sat on the side of the bed and looked at her. The smooth black hair slid down as he leaned forward, and the hair brushed her cheek, like cool raindrops drifting by.
There is also a faint cool aroma...…………………………………………
He stroked her forehead smoothly, as if testing the heat of her forehead.
Luo Qingyu's body froze again, and he subconsciously turned his head, and the Grand Master's palm touched the empty space.
The Grand Master paused for a moment, then calmly withdrew his hand: "The movement is so quick, it seems that it doesn't burn anymore."
No more fever? Does she have a fever?…………………………………………………………………………………………………………
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Luo Qingyu subconsciously stroked her head, and there was a hint of coolness on her forehead. Her head felt swollen and uncomfortable, as if she had just woken up from a hangover. Her eyes quickly moved around the room again, and her eyes shrank slightly...
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This is where?…………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………
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There are light green bamboo walls, plum blossom-shaped windows, and haze-like screens on the windows. There is an antique table next to the window, and there is a small gilt copper tripod on the table, from which a light fragrance curls up.