"Madam, do you have the heart to watch Shuoer die?"
Beitangshuo's voice came again, and a discerning person could tell at a glance that he was seducing Wen Xining.
But Wen Xining, who had always been smart, didn't notice it at this moment. Her little face was entangled and entangled. Finally, she seemed to have made up some decision and took a deep breath and said:
"good."
Bei Tangshuo's eyes suddenly lit up, but he heard her continue:
"Then I'll solve it with my hands."
"..." Looking at Wen Xining, who looked flushed, as if she was shy, and as if she was a hero, she was completely speechless.
He really wanted to pry her head open and see what was in it.
Since both soft and hard are ineffective, then there is only one last move.
I originally thought that Beitangshuo had made such a great sacrifice, so he should be grateful.
But before Wen Xining came to her senses, Bei Tangshuo, who had been hugging her, flipped her and pressed her on the bed.
This time, Beitangshuo did not plan to let go again. This little woman was becoming more and more lawless. It seemed that she had to punish and discipline her.
The thoughts in my mind began to melt between my lips, and with anger, I gently bit the softness in my mouth with the tip of my teeth. The hot tongue tip carefully depicted her perfect lip shape, and the sweet liquid was wet.
The trembling lips gradually became red and swollen. As the kiss deepened, the soft tongue tip rudely knocked on her tightly closed teeth with a faint force, and rushed into her mouth, circled around her with the rhythm.
The tip of the tongue slides slowly into sucking, biting the lilac tongue contained in the mouth.
Wen Xining, who was pressed under her, knew that she was in trouble and she had angered him from the moment she was blocked by him again.
Because she was concerned about the injuries on his leg, she did not dare to struggle hard or kick him.
Her hands were compressed to the chest and could not move, so she could only use wrist power to push it to his chest without any use.
But when her hand touched the hot chest, the smoothness and heat of the body and skin touching her skin came from her fingertips, her heart pounded.
It's over, now it's really over...
The wet lips felt numb and numb. A force opened her slightly opened teeth with a rude force. Something soft and wet and sticky suddenly rushed into her mouth. She could only passively hold it and bent by it.
As the tip of her tongue swirled, a little sweet and refreshing honey liquid overflowed, and the slightest and suffocation made her feel dizzy.
The eyes closed slowly.
She actually didn't hate this feeling...
Bei Tangshuo on Wen Xining's body was almost out of control. Just this question was just that, and he could not calm the flames that were rushing into his heart and body.
He wanted her, and wanted to rub her into his body hard, so that she could truly belong to him, only his woman.
But……
He didn't want to ask her for it before she could see her clearly.
Because he loves her so much that he doesn't want to hurt her.
"Ningning, do you love me?"
The unbearable voice overflowed from Beitangshuo's lips and gently floated into Wen Xining's ears.
Wen Xining's consciousness was gradually fading. She did not answer, but her body responded one step faster than her heart.
Perhaps it was because of Beitangshuo's sudden stop that made her dissatisfied. She closed her eyes slightly and bit her swollen lips. Her hands that had been pressing against Beitangshuo's chest hooked his neck and pulled them down.
.
It was an invitation and an admission.
Beitang Shuo endured the desire in his body and was completely aroused by her hookup.
"Thank you, Ningning."
A happy and satisfied smile bloomed beside his lips, and Beitangshuo's lips pressed down again.
Wen Xining was already drowsy, but she knew clearly what she was doing.
I also understand the consequences of this incident.
But her physical reaction has proved her heart.
In her heart, Beitangshuo.
The innocent little master who made her unforgettable at first sight; the black-bellied fake fool who made her willing to be amused by him; the mysterious young master Yue who was elegant and elegant, like a banished immortal; and the passion now is like fire,
It was as hungry as a wolf, Beitangshuo.
She loves him!
Wen Xining closed her eyes and felt the little tremor caused by Bei Tangshuo's hot lips on her face and neck.
Her big hand slowly slid onto her chest and gently untied her belt. The gentle and careful movement made the corners of her mouth feel satisfied, and she was waiting for the wonderful feeling that would come.
But Beitangshuo's actions suddenly stopped. The next moment, Wen Xining felt that the weight pressing on her body suddenly disappeared.
Beitangshuo, is gone?
Opening your eyes "swoosh" and a face appeared in front of you.
But it was not from Beitangshuo, but from... Mu Lifeng!
His eyebrows and eyes were curved, his mouth was curved, and his face was full of a narrow smile, and his hands were holding Beitangshuo who was already unconscious.
"Mu Lifeng!?" Wen Xining exclaimed and just jumped.
The clothes on her chest had been halfwayed by Beitangshuo. The excitement was that the collar scattered and the clothes slipped down, revealing the large piece of beautiful and round shoulders on her chest.
Seeing Mu Lifeng's eyes that were not instantly instantly and his semi-demented expression, Wen Xining realized what was going on.
"Ahhhhh!" Wen Xining screamed and hurriedly pulled her clothes. When she looked up, she saw Mu Lifeng still looking at her.
He kicked out with a kick, heading towards his important part.
Fortunately, Mu Lifeng came back to his senses in time, and his body flashed, and he avoided the kick with Beitangshuo in his hand, and then shouted:
"Hey, why are you so tiny? I'll save you from the wolf's mouth. It's not an exaggeration to give me a little look."
"Say it again!" Wen Xining stared at her eyebrows, pointed her hand, and was about to step forward again.
Mu Lifeng quickly pushed Beitangshuo forward and begged for mercy:
"Okay, okay. Let's quickly remove the medicinal properties of this wolf."
When Wen Xining heard this, she withdrew her hand, pulled her clothes and let her go aside.
Mu Lifeng put Bei Tangshuo on the bed and took out a silver needle from the back of his neck. It was obviously the one that had just stabbed him, causing him to fall into a coma.
Then he untied Beitangshuo's clothes on his chest, moved his fingers slightly, and several silver needles had already been pierced on his chest, densely packed, many.
Wen Xining shrank her neck. She really doubted whether Mu Lifeng did it on purpose.
Look at this Beitangshuo, he was almost tied into a hedgehog.
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2000 words, hahahaha, I didn’t eat it, I didn’t eat it, are you disappointed? There is another chapter, it’s about 3 o’clock, the demon will have dinner first.