Demon King’s Repayment

At that moment, the stars in the night seemed to become exceptionally bright,

Yuan Xianger finally tasted the taste of those lips. They separated from each other and clearly heard the thunderous heartbeat of each other.

There was a subtle thing crawling across the skin, touching the scalp and numb, the brain was chaotically resounding with shocking bass, the heartbeat was fast and fierce, the sky was falling, and the waves pushed the two to the edge of the cliff, thrilling The irritation makes the skin tremble.

Yuan Xianger can't remember how she finished the kiss just now. She stared at the lips that she had just touched. The thin lip **** were different, and she was breathing uncontrollably like herself, exhaling a hot breath.

He is so sweet. This is the only thought Yuan Xianger can think of clearly at this moment.

I want more, I want to spend a lot of time tasting these squiggly lips, I want to rob him, disturb and deprive him of all his perception, until he is overwhelmed.

The eyes in front of him looked like a lake filled with mist. The bottom of the lake was full of soft algae. His eyes were warm, his breath was warm, and the hot breath fell on Yuan Xiang'er's skin. The little wolf learned to confine her to the wall with his powerful arms, leaned over his head with long silver hair and kissed her, eagerly licking her lips and cheeks with a hot and wet touch. , Earlobes and neck.

Although it was very disruptive to the atmosphere, Yuan Xianger couldn't help but smile. She stretched out her hand to block the face that Nan He was approaching.

"Sorry, I couldn't hold back it for a while. But you can't lick me like this, at least when you are in human form." She closed the window with her backhand, pressed her bewildered sweetheart on the chair and lifted his jaw. , Looked down at him, "I teach you how human lovers do, you see if you like it or not."

She lowered her head and kissed the lips, separated with the tips of her tongue, invading his soft world.

It was so sweet inside, and there was a strange sweet smell in the air.

Yuan Xiang'er woke up from the confusion, only to realize that the more and more obvious smell was not her own illusion. They were real and dispersed in this small wing.

She looked down at Feixia's face, Nan He, who had been kissed by herself, was almost ripe, and found that he was the source of this smell. At this moment, a little bit of starlight slipped into the room through the cracks of the window, and Nan He's whole body seemed to have undergone a certain change, becoming shining, lingering with alluring sweetness.

Nan He woke up, his eyes shook, he lowered his head to look at himself, and suddenly his face turned red into his body, and he squeezed the window and jumped out. When Yuan Xianger leaned out his head, the silver figure covered with stars was almost Disappeared between the jumps.

After dawn, Yuan Xianger sat in Hu Qing's wing to help her organize the recipes. Looking out from the open window of the wing, you could see Wu Yuan and Hu Sanlang running and playing on the deck. Nan He avoided the crowds far away and stayed alone at the bow of the ship. He was dressed very tightly today. He wore a white moiré robe and a crown and hat. Despite the fierce wind blowing his clothes, he still stood still.

Yuan Xiang'er was a little dumbfounded, why did he let him go last night?

Hu Qing followed her gaze and moved her nose, "That little Sirius has entered the skeletal phase, right? What did you do to him last night?"

"?" Yuan Xianger didn't understand how Hu Qing would know.

"Don't you know?" Hu Qing glanced at her with a smile, "their sirius accompanied by the skeletal period also means that the estrus period is coming, especially when the sweetheart is around, they are easy to lose control of the body."

Yuan Xianger was choked with a cough during the estrus period. She suddenly realized that all adult female elves are good at talking about gender.

It turns out that the sweet scent last night means this.

"Don't be embarrassed." Hu Qing approached Yuan Xiang'er. "This period is very sad. Even if you are not together, you can take care of him more. Last night I saw a poor little wolf plopping in. After swimming in the freezing river, it took a long time to climb back to the boat wet."

As expected to be a vixen, he can see everything at a glance.

Yuan Xiang'er blushed, "It's mainly because Xiao Nan is too simple."

"The more such a boy, isn't it the more people want to bully him?" Hu Qing teased.

"Say, that's right, because he is too simple and cute, but I can't help but want to do too much to him." Yuan Xiang'er covered her hot cheeks, "You don't think I'm too good, right? ."

"Axiang, you are really different from the human beings I know," Hu Qing said with emotion, "I have been in the workshop for a long time, and I always feel that your human girls are abnormally distorted. They seem to always be at this kind of thing. They dare not express their needs, and even feel that they should not pursue their own happiness during this kind of thing. They often pay attention to dedication and sacrifice their due enjoyment in order to accommodate men. For us fairies, this is simply A ridiculous behavior. We just hope that each other can enjoy the best."

Hu Qing took Yuan Xiang'er by the hand, "There is nothing wrong with you, as long as you like it, you can bully him and train him to look like you like best."

Yuan Xianger suddenly felt a sense of familiarity when she returned to her college days and talked with her girlfriends at night after the lights were turned off. In this world, probably only these female elves could discuss this color topic with herself without any scruples.

When you arrive at home and introduce the horns to Ah Qing, you two will definitely become good friends. Yuan Xianger thought so.

"Even if the object is your Lord Dushuo, do you think so?" Yuan Xianger said suddenly.

Now Hu Qing blushed, "Ah, how can you say that, Lord Dushuo, your lord is elegant and noble, with a fairy and jade appearance, ice and jade..."

Her eyes lit up as she spoke,

"If you let him lose his calm and reason, make a cute and unbearable voice for me," Hu Qing covered his face, "Ah, no, I'm going to die just thinking about it."

At this moment, Du Shuo's figure appeared outside the door, wearing a robe on his shoulders. He was sick and weak. His white fingers knocked on the door frame lightly, "Get ready, I'm going to disembark."

The two women in the room turned their heads to look at him.

The immortal Gaolingzhihua raised his eyebrows, wondering why the two girls in the house showed such strange expressions to him.

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