Have you started to repeat your previous erotic dream again? And was the scene of your erotic dream this time in a tomb?
Hua Weimian thought silently, and then cursed, did she have a headache? She actually thought about such a thing.
"Who are you? Fuxi?"
Hua Weimian asked, the corners of her lips were slightly raised, and her pale face had a dark beauty. She was even very calm when she met the fake corpse in Fuxi's tomb, even though she had just turned eighteen and was very immature.
The beautiful man ignored her and approached her step by step. Under the strong pressure, Hua Weimian subconsciously retreated until there was no way to retreat and he leaned against the stone wall...
Her hands groped on the stone wall. The original murals on the stone wall disappeared, leaving only the smooth, hard stone wall.
Hua Weimian is really... a little shocked.
Don't tell me this guy is a muralist.
"Repeat what you just said!"
The man looked coldly, his ink-colored hair fluttering to his waist like a black ribbon. He was dark, cold, handsome, and ruthless... but his voice was low, gorgeous, sexy, and seductive...
The whole person clashed with a strange aura.
"Who...are you? Fuxi?"
She was pressed against the stone wall by him, staring down at her, his strong and hard body pressing against him, and the man's iron-like thing pressing against her waist and abdomen made her very awkward and uncomfortable.
Under the strong cold pressure, no matter how calm Hua Shihua Weimian was, she couldn't help but tremble in her words.
It's not that she doesn't want to resist. When has she ever been afraid of being chased? It's just that when facing this almost beautiful man, as soon as the thought of resisting appears in her mind, she will be instantly dismissed and then weakened...
She felt that her performance was extremely weak, but no matter what, she was not afraid of him at all, but her body's instinct was crawling against him...
Weird feeling!
"The previous sentence!"
The man gritted his teeth.
His hands had already squeezed her waist. The force was not strong, but it made her waist hurt and almost broke.
"This can't be Fuxi's dick, haha, people are ugly, and their dick is even uglier..."
Hua Weimian's memory was very good. She repeated the last sentence mechanically, but in that voice, "good job, good job..."
Whenever she was proud, she would always raise the corners of her lips with a sultry look on her face, but at this time, the corners of her lips were not curling up, but pulling or twitching...
For the first time in her life, she felt that laughing was such a painful thing.
For the first time in her life, she felt that her mouth was really mean.
Trouble comes from the mouth!
"Is it really ugly?"
The man asked in a low voice, grabbing her hand and squeezing his little brother.
This time, I was really caught off guard, and Hua Weimian's face suddenly turned bright red.
She is really not that old, only eighteen years old. In the past, she had only heard about men’s dicks, but now, it’s better to touch them than to hear them...
Well……
It feels so hard!
There is a feeling of congestion!
The beating of the blood vessels is also very obvious!
…
Hua Weimian made a lot of descriptions about the feel in his mind, which made him even more embarrassed.
God...
Where is my moral integrity? It must be in pieces!
"answer!"
He didn't hear the answer for a long time, but instead a naughty hand touched his little brother. Someone was angry!
“It’s not ugly, but it’s really not that good to look at!”
Perhaps Hua Weimian was irritated by the dog-legged look just now. She cheered up and decided that "you cannot bend with force" and gave an answer that obeyed her heart.
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I've been busy finishing the ending of "The Chief" these days, so I'm a little slow here, calm down! And, the author doesn't have it. I'm really dedicated to updating in the bar every day! I'll be able to pay off the debt next week.