In the deep night, a palace of lights light up. The evening breeze passes lightly, and the gauze shadow shakes.
The deep eyes that were as quiet as black jade were unpredictable and difficult to tell. He silent for a long time and said, "Bai Chu, are you tired?"
Bai Chu picked up another memorial to approve it. He looked at him and said lazyly: "So many memorials are waiting to be approved, are you tired?"
When the woman was at the desk, she lowered her head slightly, and a bright neck appeared under the dizzy light, as delicate and beautiful as jade. Van Gogh looked at her quietly, and saw the forced smile on her face, and her eyes became dark.
"Bai Chu, I will only say some words to you once, and I will not say them again after one time."
Bai Chu bent his lips and turned his head, looking at listening, but the red pen in his hand was still constantly.
"If you don't want to laugh, don't laugh, no one is forcing you." He stared at her deeply and raised his voice softly: "Bai Chu, you don't have to deliberately please me. This is too fake, it's not you."
She looked over sideways, her eyes slightly raised up, and the light in her raised eyes was faint: "What do you mean?"
A look of eyes had already brought out an invisible force, and the divine swayed and shook the candlelight around him.
"What do you mean yet?" He sneered and threw the note she had just handed to him on the table. "Today, on Xuanqiong's platform, you didn't have to break off your relationship with Chi Su, but it was intentional.
Tell me what to say.”
After turning the page of the fold in his hand, he felt a little surprised in his golden eyes, and his expression was covered in the page, which was fleeting.
Her voice was indifferent: "I don't understand what you are talking about."
A pair of cold eyes were dark and deep: "You can't understand anymore."
His eyebrows and eyes turned cold, and his golden eyes suddenly appeared, and he suddenly blew his sleeves: "Van Gogh, I hate you the most!"
All the folds on the table fell to the ground, and the cinnabar covered it instantly dyed red.
"Don't think you know everything!" She looked at him fiercely, and didn't care whether the words would be covered after the cinnabar dyed. "Van Gogh, I'm not you, my brother suddenly disappeared, all the burdens in Qingqiu fell.
In me, so many people are waiting to see me jokes!"
He looked at her coldly, his lips tightly pursed like thin blades.
"You were originally the Demon Lord. You have known since you were a child that the Demon Lord's position will definitely be accepted, but I am different! I have known since I was a child that this position will not belong to me! I just bear the name of the God Lord and can't do anything
Do!
"I can't approve the memorials, nor can I be polite! Just a few days ago, I was still frozen in the entire territory, and thousands of creatures in Qingqiu died in my hands! What does those creatures have to do with me? Now, I actually make me feel like this.
Go and protect them?
"I have to take care of the ice disaster wherever there is an ice disaster, and I have to take care of the fairy and demons wherever there is trouble. What's ridiculous is that when the drought in the northern desert of Qingqiu is in the winter, I have to ask me what to do? What can I do? With the freezing of them, they are also in the air.
Can't you ignite the fire to resolve it? The immortals and demons fight to fight, and whoever wins will just listen to whoever wins? If there is a drought in winter, you can't melt the snow?
"Van Gogh, I don't have the ability of my brother, and I can't control the movements of every grass and every tree in Qingqiu. I can't do anything! Every book full of notes is laughing at me for being a waste!"
The sadness that had been suppressed for a long time was all in the throat. Bai Chu stared at him and said word by word: "Yes, I admit that I am just trying to please you. I can't do anything. Qingqiu, who has no brother, is not even a time.
All can be defeated by outsiders.
"I must find someone to help me. The name of the Demon Lord will intimidate the Three Realms. I can only approach you and use your name to tell others that there is a Demon Realm behind Qingqiu; use your reputation to block the Qingqiu people who are dissatisfied with me.
Immortals and Demons.”
The candlelight shook, and the expression in Van Gogh's eyes was as bright as it was dark. He glanced at her indifferently, and his voice was cool: "So, you have been approaching me carefully for the past few days, including giving me your body, for your purpose."
"Yes." She looked at him tightly, not hiding or escaping, "I want to avenge my brother's grudge, I also want to govern the huge Qingqiu. You are the lord of the demon world, so you have to consider it for no reason.
OK, how can you be willing to use it for me? What's more, you are not that easy to fool."
"It is because I'm not so easy to fool, that you're paying for yourself?" He approached her, and the sharpness in Youshen's eyes were revealed. "I even announced on the Xuanqiong platform that there was no longer any entanglement with Chi Su, and it was just to please me.
, Let me like you more?"
"What else can I give you except myself?"
He suddenly pinched her jaw with his hand, raised her face, and looked at her: "Why don't you continue to please me when you come back from Xuanqiong?"
"Van Gogh, I feel disgusted."
His face suddenly became dark like night, and his hands tightened: "I'm making you disgusted?"
"It's me who feels disgusting!" My pupils were filled with dazzling light, which made people unable to move their eyes. "I held Chi Su's heart today, and I saw what I used to be from it, Wuyouwu
I am secretly admiring my master. Van Gogh, now I am like a prostitute who picks up customers for a living, and I can only shamelessly come over and let you have sex!"
"Prostitution?" He looked at her coldly, rubbing his fingertips on her cheeks, "Bai Chu, I said, don't mess with me."
She had no time to react, and the back of her head was pressed hard by a big palm, and his lips were covered.
The hot tongue tip pushed her teeth hard and rushed in in an instant. The almost rough kiss did not give her any chance to resist.
The big palm stuck her waist and pushed her hard to the front of her.
The sound is vague between the lips and teeth, and every sentence is cold:
"Since you've been provoked, you should know the consequences."
He tore her clothes hard, revealing her snow-white shoulders and chest.
"After so long, I thought I was the one who was prostituted. Since I knew that I was here for prostitutes today, Bai Chu, please serve me well and let me truly understand what it feels like to be prostituted by the most noble goddess in the lower three realms!
”
She struggled in a mess, her nose felt sore, and her eyes were hazy in an instant: "Van Gogh..."
The sound was blocked in his mouth as soon as it came out, his clothes were all wide open, and his smooth back was against the cold table, and his breath was in a state of turmoil.
He stared at her chest with a calm expression, and his breath gradually became tighter. He pressed her tightly and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with his fingertips: "I acted so hard, and I still had tears?"
She couldn't break free at all. She simply tried to pull his clothes.
As soon as he pulled his belt, he was slapped by his big palm. He turned his head and she held her ears, bitten her lightly, and sucked deeply: "As a person who was employed, there must be a quilt.
You can’t take off your clothes if you don’t take off your clothes.”
The big palm wandered on her body, and wherever she went, she gently tied it slowly, and was extremely provocative.
He was most familiar with her body, and her face turned red quickly, and a soft moan was filled with tenderness.
"Yes, it's this sound, shout louder. I'm happy to hear it, and I'll give you a chance to continue being prostituted." His eyebrows were always cold, and his hands were down his graceful waist, and he ordered lightly, "Legs spread out."
.”
She was so teased that she couldn't help herself, and his hand reached into her most private inside, which made her tremble all over.
The breath was intertwined, and the sweat was wet. Her moans were intermittent and charming.
His hands were crossed by Shi Jue and fixed on his head. He forced her to look directly at his face, allowing her to see how humiliating she was to please him in every way and let him do it.
Tremors spread throughout her body, she was naked and embarrassed, and he was still well-dressed and condescending.
"Bai Chu, this is what you asked for."
Her face flushed, her breath fluttered, as if she was suddenly irritated by her consciousness. Her eyes looked straight at him without any hesitation: "Van Gogh, this is Qingqiu, today I have been to you, you are serving me in every way
!”
The phoenix eyes were dark and cold, but suddenly there was a smile inside, and a casual tone: "As a prostitute, can't you be more dedicated?"
"Auntie can't continue playing!" Shenze vigorously untie the forbidden technique of both hands, turned over, and pressed the person quickly under him. He pulled his clothes open, and his golden eyes were fierce and cold.
, "Van Gogh, I was sorry for you before, I let you do it. But now-"
Bai Chu picked up his jaw, his eyes were charming at the end, and his voice was quiet: "I have served me well, and I will be highly rewarded."
The frost and snow on his handsome face were melted by a smile. He reached out to wrap his hand around her waist and kissed her ear: "Bai Chu, where do you get the confidence?"
"As the saying goes, when two people are together, one must first be a gangster. I asked you to play with you so much, but are you obviously not satisfied?" She stared at him and pointed at his handsome facial features.
The description, curling lips and smiling, and the ambiguous voice hidden in the smile: "I guess, you still like to be the one being suppressed."
Van Gogh raised his eyebrows, and his long eyebrows flew into his temples unrestrainedly. He hugged her, and his voice fell gently on her ears: "Bai Chu, it's not suitable for you to hide it, I like your appearance. I dare to say anything
, dare to do anything, and you are the real you."
The delicate kiss went down her neck: "Bai Chu, you can't do anything about politics, I'll teach you."
"Whoever doesn't accept you, I'll beat him to the point of obedience."
"I will not let you suffer grievances. The most noble goddess in the Three Realms should not suffer grievances at all."
"But Bai Chu, don't hide it from me, and don't deliberately avoid me. If you have any pain in your heart, tell me, you are different, I will be angry, if you are angry, I will vent your anger, and if you are angry, we will not both of us
Feel good..."
The two people who have been with each other for hundreds of thousands of years can always reconcile in the fastest way even if there is friction. One sound after another, the sound is sincere and touching the heart and lungs.
She hugged his neck and buried her side face in his shoulders: "Van Gogh, what should I do? I seem to like you a little."
"This is a bit serious." His hand rubbed into her hair, moved down along the silky way, and the teasing words were on the corner of his mouth, "There are tens of thousands of women who admire me in the Three Realms, and you have one more, what should they do if they want to do?
?”
"I am the most popular!"
He narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Since that's the case, I can't like you."
"I'm sorry for it?" She twisted around his waist and glared at him, "I'm so far-fetched, I won't take you seriously anymore!"
He smiled, reached out to scratch her abdomen and kissed her forehead, "If you don't take me seriously, would you keep it in your heart?"
"My heart is so small that you can't stay."
"Then squeeze, there will always be a place."
The indoor lights are out, and the shadows are entangled, and the room is in full bloom.