Luo Qingyu listened in confusion for a moment. The frequency was like a heartbeat, but the sound was too loud, which made her body fluctuate constantly on it.
Luo Qingyu finally remembered something wrong!
She seems to have experienced this state once before.
A flash of inspiration in her mind and she suddenly understood.
Did I become a soul body by my master again?!
Now it's on him?
And this smooth and warm area under his body was his chest, so what he grasped in his hands was—that is—
God! She actually grabbed this point of him in a daze and swinged!
It's so embarrassing!
Although she was thick-skinned, she was not so thick that she could not penetrate the needle and was rushing to shrink her hands.
It didn't matter if she shrank her hands, and her body fell down again. She subconsciously grabbed her again, and she grabbed a thin piece of clothing and stabilized her body.
Well, it's safer to catch this place.
Luo Qingyu breathed a sigh of relief, and felt that the fabric under his hand felt smooth, like the best silk, which was very convenient to grab...
However, Di Shiyin beat up and almost fell from the clouds!
Luo Qingyu was holding that place and lying on her tranquility, suddenly she felt something arching quickly under her body, pushing her small body up...
This is - she felt a little uncomfortable when she was pushed. She subconsciously reached out and touched her, but then she retracted her hand as if she had thought of something!
She finally understood where she was hanging at the moment. If her soul body was also full of blood, the heat on her face would be able to cook a duck egg!
Although she had been intimate with him several times, her little heart beat so happily when she was so openly teasing him.
Ahem, she didn't do it on purpose! It's really not do it on purpose!
If she let go now, she will slip down his clothes—
Luo Qingyu moved his hands to the side, moved to one of his legs, and finally avoided the minefield-
She laughed in her heart, it turned out that such a cold and louhua master couldn't help it..., he - how did he get through these years?
Ting Feng Xiaoxun's tone, both of them are tens of thousands of years old.
For tens of thousands of years, Feng Xiaoxun has no darkness in the first half of the period, and in the second half of the period, he has been full of beauties around him, but only one Feiyue has truly tied his heart.
What about Di Shiyin? How did he get through these tens of thousands of years?
Have other women stayed by his side?
Yan Chi's shadow flashed in her mind, she shook her head. Yan Chi was by his side for thousands of years and had not won his love. Even if she didn't show up, she would die—
Judging from Xiaoqian's tone, she seemed to be the master's fiancée, and it should be designated by Emperor Tian?
But the master obviously has no love for her, and now he has rebelled from heaven, so this marriage doesn't count, right?
Humph, now she has already worshipped him and has already passed the room, so he is her husband.
No matter what Zhang San and Li Si in the sky, they can't snatch him away from her!
He is hers!
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The end of the year is approaching, and Mu Mu is also a mortal. He also needs to visit relatives and friends, and also needs to buy New Year's goods. Now it is the limit to be able to get seven updates a day. It is already three updates and five updates.
In addition, those who steal Mumu novels, the Spring Festival is approaching, everyone is looking for auspiciousness. Don’t force the author to curse your whole family. If you steal unscrupulously, I will write you directly into the article to be a mistress……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………