Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 3469 What if the disciple always wants to deceive the teacher (60)

"Mo Bai..." His eyes were swaying, the mist was continuous, and the whisper overflowing with his lips and teeth. He looked cold and indifferent at first, but at this moment, there was no deterrent, and his slightly dumb voice even added a little bit of seductiveness .

  Mozun liked it so much. She seemed to chuck lightly, rubbing ambiguously with her fingertips on the fragile neck blood vessels of the young man, and responded in a dumb voice: "I'm here, Master."

  The two are hidden in the hot spring, their clothes are completely drenched, and their hair is tangled in the water.

Moisture rises in the misty water, Yu Chen has already grasped the girl's slender wrist very hard, but still feels that the fingertips are soft and it takes no more than half of his strength, the spurs shuddering from the back, unfamiliar and difficult to speak .

  Yan Bai directly pressed his wrist to his side and pressed the person against the edge of the hot spring stone wall. The red lips seemed to be blood-stained rouge, slowly covering Yu Chen’s thin soft lips, kissing heavily, with the tip of his tongue touching his lips and teeth.

Yu Chen didn't have the strength to struggle or resist at all, and she fell into a blank chaos with her thoughts. She was forced to raise her neck so that she could kiss him. The neckline made her shoulder blades stretch out thin and beautiful arcs, as if tight. Beautiful bow.

   Those indifferent eyes became misty for the first time because of the kiss, filled with moisture that was no longer awake.

"Master, be good." As she breathed, she kissed him heavily, her voice murmured dumbly, and easily tore open the waist of his white shirt with one hand, and the loose snow-colored clothes were torn at the waist at will. After throwing it away, it is even more messy and open, and the beauty is half-concealed. It is a **** bewitching that is completely different from the appearance of strict abstinence in the past. Like a **** fallen in lust, his cold fingertips plunged into his shirt and stroked the young man. Beautiful waist and abdomen lines.

   In the past, the tall, solemn and indifferent white fairy king was at this moment pressed by his apprentice in the hot spring wantonly and frivolously violated, there is no room for resistance, and even seems a little bit obedient to do whatever he wants.

  The **** kiss had an infinite lingering meaning, and dyed white pressed him unscrupulously to resist the lingering, and suppressed the heavy kiss.

Xianjun pressed his back against the cold stone wall of the hot spring, his fingers were stretched white, his wrists were pressed to his side, and he was forced to bear a kiss. He looked cold and cold, and he would only raise his eyes and stretch his neckline when he was obedient. Let her kiss him wantonly, her indifferent eyes were confused, until she was sobbed by the kiss, but she refused to speak easily. Only when she couldn't control her depression and stretched to the extreme, a broken sound or two overflowed from between her lips and teeth. Swallow.

  Mozun severely pressed people on the stone wall of the hot spring and kissed, and his movements gradually became excessive and tough.

  Yu Chen vaguely felt that something was wrong in the chaos, but couldn't tell it, and was unable to struggle to sink into it.

   "Is Master comfortable?" Ran Bai chuckled softly in his ear, and asked very patiently.

That kind of voice crashed in my ears, whispering like a lover, Xianjun lost his consciousness, breathing again and again, the two-way thin and cold eyes rarely smeared slightly red, his eyes swayed with shattered light, As if being bullied, he swallowed and couldn't speak.

  The only trace of reason that was left became stronger and stronger, telling him that this was wrong, but he couldn’t get rid of it repeatedly, so he could only let the girl apprentice kiss wanton and recklessly.

His fingers were white and stretched tightly. They were unable to hang down on his side. They were held by the Demon Lord. The loose snow-white sleeves half-covered a red hand strap, and the bright colors set off his cold white complexion. Visually shows the shock of abstinence and desire.

  The devil reluctant to let this topic go easily, bit his ears very badly, and forced him to ask: "Uncomfortable?"

  For a long time, Xianjun was forced to make a very light and dumb hum, and looked up slightly, the tide was confused, the usual coldness all faded away, with the desire to make people destroy and destroy.

  Ranbai gave a chuckle, like a demon's temptation, bewitching the depravity of the gods: "Do you like it?"

Yu Chenxue’s clothes are messy, with shattered water in his eyes, and his eyebrows are infiltrated with water mist. His eyes are swaying not as cold as they were in the past, and they are beautiful and distracted. The kiss was a little panting, and even breathed indifferently. He got up quickly, suppressing the swallow between his lips and teeth, without saying a word.

   "Master, do you like me kissing you?" Dye Bai did not stop, and said in his ear, her voice low.

Xianjun seemed to be bewitched, the delicate curvature of the Adam’s apple rolled into a **** arc, he opened his thin lips slightly, and the thin, bloodless lips seemed to be smeared with rouge, and the tooth line was also white and alluring. The line is low, dumb and unstable, no longer thorough and cold: "Hi..."

  He just spit out a vague word, almost broken in the hot spring, and stopped.

The feeling of getting more and more wrong became stronger and stronger. The steady and indifferent cultivation level in the body gradually began to agitate, and there was a tendency to backlash. He coughed and forced himself to come rationally, his fingers tightened, and he died. Holds the white hand.

   "Mo Bai——" His eyes were faintly red, and his voice was completely dumb when he opened his mouth, and he paused every word: "Stop!"

  He took into account the unstable injuries on the girl's body, and did not directly act.

Mozun paused, slowly narrowed her eyes, lazily holding Xianjun, and finally stopped, but her eyes were still squiggly and blurred, and her body was so cold that she looked pale. , But the end of the eyes is strangely red, weird and coquettish, "I'm cold..."

  Her tone sounded a bit aggrieved, like a complaint like a mutter: "Cold."

  Xianjun closed his eyes, and his long eyelashes trembled a few times. When he finally opened his eyes, the turbulent tide in his eyes had almost dispersed, leaving only a sober indifference. There was no wave in the ancient well in the depths of his eyes, and he stood still.

  He breathed smoothly and calmly. He pressed his thin lips and glanced at him. He breathed smoothly and calmly. He pressed his thin lips and watched the absurd and embarrassing scene before him. There was a momentary loss of consciousness and his face was abnormally pale.

Xianjun coldly pushed away the dyed white, exerting all-out restraint to maintain a calm surface, his slender fingers re-buttoned the buckle that was released by the devil, and he put on the torn and messy snow clothes that covered all the ambiguous kisses. The red marks smoothed the wrinkles of the clothes inch by inch, and the sleeves were dripping with drops of water.

Just when Ran Bai thought that Yu Chen would really not care about her this time, Xianjun looked down coldly without saying a word after putting on the clothes solemnly, and directly hugged the person and got up from the hot spring, with She walked into the room.

The girl’s red dress was completely wetted, she lazily held Xianjun’s waist, grabbed a corner of his clothes, closed her eyes in awe, and pressed her side face to the young man’s chest, which can be felt through the thin clothes. The temperature on Yu Chen's body and the sound of his heartbeat.

  Yu Chen rarely has any untidy clothes. When the ink is scattered, he is not as serious as before. He just looks cold and does not speak. The cold and sharp eyes are still inaccessible.

  He took the person back to the room, put him on the bed, looked at the girl's pale face, and silently conveyed the true energy to her, stabilizing the instability of the solid inside.

  (End of this chapter)