Under the moonlight, the girl was only wearing an off-shoulder suspender-style underwear at this time. The leather boots on her feet had been taken off at some point, and she put on a pair of cute and furry slippers.
The hem of the skirt covered most of her toned and slender pair, and her calves below the knees were round and white, with soft curves. Her chest revealed a large area of ice-breaking jade skin, and her sexy collarbones were looming. Her firm and towering breasts framed her chest.
The underwear in front of her breasts held up two peaks that looked like half snow-capped mountains. They were plump, bulging and attractive. They were rising and falling with her breathing, rippling out waves of enchanting breasts.
Under the underwear, the girl's graceful and graceful mature breasts are looming. The thin underwear seems to be unable to cover up the exposed spring. The delicate 'ruddy spots' inside are vaguely visible, and the flat belly seems to be a plain.
The graceful waist is connected with a tight grip, like a weak willow supporting the wind, and the slightly swollen and round breasts create a wonderful arc that makes people salivate.
I really responded to the sentence: Hibiscus emerges from clear water, naturally carved. The girl was originally full of a kind of light coldness and arrogance, which made people dare not blaspheme. However, her gestures and gestures were completely natural, and she naturally glowed with the temperament of a mature and charming royal sister. But now
The rosy face at that time faintly revealed the shyness and innocence that only young girls can have, like a beautiful flower shining on the water.
"Xiao Feng, don't stare at Sister Yatou like this."
The girl's almond-shaped eyes were slightly opened, and a pair of slender white lotus arms were instinctively crossed in front of her chest, trying to block Zheng Feng's gaze. However, it had no actual effect. Under Zheng Feng's gaze, her whole body was numb.
It was as if an invisible big hand was caressing her body, causing her delicate body to tremble, and a coquettish blush flew to her cheeks.
Sister Yatou gave orders, how dare Zheng Feng disobey, he immediately suppressed the heat in his heart, turned his body sideways, and turned his back to Yatou. Zheng Feng asked himself that when he was a child, he didn’t want Sister Yatou to look like she was wearing only underwear, even if it was clothes.
The scene is not uncommon. When taking a bath, when did he and the girl not meet each other honestly? But at that time, he didn't have any weird feelings at all, but now he actually has a strange feeling.
The urge to 'knock down' the girl sister, what exactly is going on?
This strange feeling was extremely unfamiliar to Zheng Fenglai, who had never understood the relationship between men and women.
Zheng Feng turned his back to the girl and closed his eyes tightly, telling himself not to look again. He kept telling himself in his mind that he should forget everything he had just seen.
But the more he wanted to forget, the clearer he remembered it. After closing his eyes, his mind was filled with the girl's charming scene just now, and the scenes of that scene became more and more clear in his mind, like a brand that could not be erased.
Just when Zheng Feng's whole body was feeling hot and restless, a cold body pressed tightly against his back, instantly making his whole body stiff and he didn't know what to do. The heat in his body was indeed shaken by this moment.
A feeling of coolness subsided, but what followed was an even stronger desire.
"Xiao Feng... promise sister Yatou not to leave... me again, okay?" The girl's intermittent voice came into Zheng Feng's ears, with a hint of crying.
The way the girl hugs Zheng Feng at this time is no different from when she was a child. She always sleeps in a lower position than Zheng Feng, so she can put her head on Zheng Feng's shoulder. Following the girl's words, Zheng Feng
Feng seemed to feel that his shoulders were wet with some kind of cool liquid.
The 'heat' in Zheng Feng's body gradually receded, and all that was left in his heart was infinite guilt. This was the second time today that he had made his sister cry.
He has been sleeping like this for eight whole years. He doesn't know what he should do to make up for the eight years of girl sister's time. Maybe nothing will be useful now.
Zheng Feng broke away from the girl, turned around, held the girl tightly in his arms with both hands, and said firmly: "Sister Yatou, I promise you."
The girl responded with a vague "Hmm... um... um" in her mouth.
The two bodies were pressed tightly against each other without any other action. This was probably the most peaceful sleep the girl had experienced in eight years.
Hearing the girl's even breathing, Zheng Feng knew that sister Yatou had fallen into a deep sleep. He slowly lowered his head and looked carefully at that beautiful face, with faint traces of tears still remaining on his cheeks. All this made him feel heartbroken.
Zheng Feng thought to himself: The most important thing I should do now is not to think about those eight years of dream life, but to think about how to make up for my sister in the future.
Staring at the sleeping girl, Zheng Feng swore that he would spend the rest of his life guarding her and not let her cry again.
Zheng Feng suddenly felt that his eyelids were particularly heavy and he slowly closed his eyes. He fell into endless darkness.
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But he didn't have any panic because he could still feel the girl and sister in his arms.
It seemed as if there was a voice that kept telling Zheng Feng: As long as the girl is still by your side, then everything will no longer be important~~~~~~
This voice is very familiar to him, because it is his own voice
Zheng Feng murmured in a low voice: "That's right, as long as Sister Yatou can be by my side, nothing will matter anymore."
The sleeping girl seemed to have heard Zheng Feng's words, and there was a seductive curve on the corner of her mouth. Her arms holding Zheng Feng tightened, and she subconsciously squeezed into Zheng Feng's arms.
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On the outskirts of the Qinghai Forest, by the lake where the sharp-toothed crocodile originally lived, Sylph was circling around Zheng Feng's body in a panic.
Tails shouted loudly: "Elf, stop spinning. My heart is already messed up enough. Are you annoying if you are still spinning around?"
She was obviously also affected by Sylph. Sylph was circling around Zheng Feng, but her tail was flapping its wings and spinning around. It was not much better than Sylph's condition.
"Xixi? [How is the master doing now?]"
"Don't ask me if you don't know. Things about big perverts are always so strange." Taiwei shouted depressedly. Zheng Feng's situation once again appeared unexpected.
Logically speaking, after she tells Zheng Feng's consciousness to give up resistance, there are only two situations that will occur. One is that Zheng Feng successfully controls the violent blood soul power and regains consciousness. The other is that Zheng Feng's consciousness is suppressed by the violent blood soul.
Devoured by the force, he was then affected by the violent energy and turned into a madman who only knew how to kill.
But now, a third situation occurred. Zheng Feng did not regain consciousness, but he did not yell madly to kill, but just lay on the ground quietly. Although his eyes were still bright red, there was no trace of anything in his body.
His actions, his calmness and strangeness, no matter how much Sylph and Tails shouted, there was still no response.
The tail flashed back into Zheng Feng's body again, and said to himself: "It can't be like this. The blood soul power is no longer flowing out of the female cat's tiger stripes. I can sense that the blood soul power in my mind is also gone.
When he became quiet, he must have been controlled by the big pervert, but why did the big pervert still not regain consciousness?"
In order to test whether the blood soul power in Zheng Feng's mind had really settled down, she deliberately left Zheng Feng's body and allowed the blood soul power to dominate, but the result remained unchanged. The blood soul power still stayed in place quietly.
, there is no difference at all.
According to Tail’s understanding, there are three types of ‘madness’:
The first is the lowest level of 'madness', just like the forest troll chief. Once it becomes 'madness', it will become a slave to the violent energy. Apart from maintaining instinctive consciousness, it has no thoughts.
All actions are aimed at killing all living things in front of you.
The second type is the ordinary 'mad transformation', which is the mad transformation method of high-level soul beasts. After they become 'mad', they can resist or even control the complete invasion of the violent energy with their own consciousness, and will only suffer a certain emotional impact.
effects, such as bloodthirsty, cruelty, aggressiveness, etc. But in general, it is still dominated by its own consciousness, and it can also think independently when it is 'mad'. This is how Tails' 'madness' was during his lifetime.
kind.
The third type...
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[ps: I sincerely ask for red tickets and collect them, thank you]