Douluo blood dragon soul shock gun

In the thatched house, the original holes in the roof had been repaired at some point.

The moonlight shines on the bed through the window.

At this moment, Liu Erlong's hair was messy, his clothes were messy, and the sweat on his forehead was crystal clear under the reflection of the moonlight.

There was a seductive charm on her orange-red face, and her eyes were a little blurry, but she hadn't completely lost her mind.

Seeing Yang Pojun come in, Liu Erlong, who was curled up on the bed, suddenly woke up, turned over and sat up, his face a little panicked and a little shy.

In Yang Pojun's opinion, this definitely has an unconcealable charm.

Liu Erlong was frightened, angry, and confused.

She knew how tempting Yang Pojun's appearance would be for her at this time.

At the same time, she was trying her best to fight against her lust, and she didn't have the energy to send this boy thousands of miles away with a slap. It wasn't that she couldn't do it, but if she did that, she would no longer be able to suppress her lust.

When the time comes, with no one around and no blood, it is destined to be a dead end.

Looking at Yang Pojun, Liu Erlong felt angry for no reason. He gritted his teeth and said in a hoarse voice: "Bitch, who let you in? Get out of here!"

What you said is like a dog biting Lu Dongbin!

"Has my blood lost its effect?"

Liu Erlong looked at him coldly and did not respond.

"Even if you are angry with me, you can't joke with your own life. You make me feel uncomfortable by doing this!" Yang Pojun smiled bitterly. It seemed that it was not that the blood had lost its effect, but that Liu Erlong was still angry. !

"You bastard, you'd better tell your fiancée these words. You don't have to worry about me whether I die or not. Get out!" Liu Erlong frowned slightly when he heard this, his beautiful eyebrows carved like a knife, and his tone was cold. response.

Yang Pojun didn't expect Liu Erlong to be so jealous, and the jealousy had not subsided in two days.

Yang Pojun finally confirmed this time that Liu Erlong did have a crush on him, otherwise he wouldn't have said these words.

However, the age gap was a hurdle that she couldn't overcome.

Therefore, even though she has a crush on herself, she still doesn't want to admit it.

But the true feelings in her heart still made her unable to help but get angry at herself!

This kind of Liu Erlong has obviously escaped the haze that Yu Xiaogang once brought to her. She is a little less irritable, a little more smoky, and looks more and more like a normal woman.

Under Liu Erlong's surprised gaze, Yang Pojun suddenly put his hand on her thigh: "You look so jealous when you look jealous!"

Liu Erlong's delicate body trembled. The distance between the two was very close, so Yang Pojun could clearly see the goose bumps on her neck.

"You bastard, are you looking for death?" She raised her eyebrows.

"Look, look!" Yang Pojun accused.

"I'm angry again. I asked grandpa to propose marriage but you still refused. Now I'm angry again!"

"You bastard... get out of here." Liu Erlong was speechless and could only lose his temper.

Yang Pojun pretended not to hear her scolding, stood up and took out the dagger from the soul guide.

"I said, I don't need your blood-breaking, get out of here!" The stubborn Liu Erlong said viciously, suppressing the desire in his body.

"Stop making trouble, do you want your life?" Yang Pojun frowned slightly, feeling a little unhappy.

"You dare to hurt me?" Liu Erlong's breathing became more rapid, and he stood up angrily: "If you don't get out, I'll leave."

After that, he got out of bed without even wearing shoes and staggered out.

Yang Pojun grabbed her arm, and during the struggle, they both fell on the bed.

"Snapped!"

Liu Erlong slapped his hand back, loud and clear.

In the darkness, the two of them remained in the fallen position, the man on top and the woman on the bottom, looking at each other with their eyes.

The ambiguous atmosphere fermented between them. Liu Erlong smelled the male scent and felt his hot breath. His cheeks were burning and his eyes were gradually blurred.

Although she didn't want to admit it, she couldn't go against her heart, but she knew that the relationship between herself and Yang Pojun was destined to be fruitless.

He is still so young, and he has a fiancée. He is already old. If he really stays with him, he will be destroyed...

Doesn't he know all this?

Why do you still treat yourself so well?

Do you know that the better you treat me, the less I can forget you, no... I can't hurt you...

In order to fight against the body's desire, Liu Erlong bit his lip gently, regained consciousness briefly, and then waved his palm again.

But this time she failed. Her wrist was held by Yang Pojun and pinned above her head. Then, her other hand was also pinned down.

Yang Pojun lowered his head and kissed Liu Erlong's cheek gently. The skin was delicate and the fragrance was fragrant.

Liu Erlong's delicate body was stiff, and goosebumps appeared all over his body.

She stared blankly at the bed curtain above her head, with confusion, shame, resistance, and a trace of fascination in her eyes.

"I will wait patiently for you, whether it is one year or two years, just like you waited for Yu Xiaogang!" Yang Pojun stopped his movements and whispered softly into Liu Erlong's ear.

Looking at Yang Pojun infatuatedly, Liu Erlong had never experienced such a delicate intimacy, and had never heard such an affectionate confession.

At this moment, her heart seemed to melt!

This novel feeling made her feel ashamed and addicted. Two drops of crystal tears fell. She slowly followed her heart's will and no longer resisted.

At this time, Yang Pojun's voice came to my ears again: "But don't make me wait too long. Grandpa Wu said that our Po clan has few people, and they are still waiting for me to spread their branches!"

Liu Erlong was stunned for a moment, then became furious and reached out to tear off his mouth.

The two fought fiercely, the bed shook, and they almost started fighting.

Fortunately, Liu Erlong was suffering from the karmic fire at this time and could not display his cultivation. Otherwise, Yang Pojun would have been slapped and sent eight hundred miles away.

"Good, open your mouth!"

After a fierce fight, Yang Pojun finally won with an overwhelming advantage.

Liu Erlong was panting, and his watery peach eyes on his flaming red face were getting more and more blurred. If the beating continued, I'm afraid it wouldn't be a night of beatings, but a night of sex...

"You bitch, wait for me!" Liu Erlong bit his plump lips and cursed shyly.

However, he still opened his little mouth obediently.

Blood entered his throat, and two vastly different auras slowly rose from his dantian, and his desire was instantly suppressed.

"Collect your mind, gather your soul power, and slowly absorb the remaining power of heaven and earth from the fairy grass in your body." Licking his lips, Yang Pojun reminded him with some unfinished meaning.

In fact, given Liu Erlong's state just now, Yang Pojun believed that even if he did do something to her, she would probably not resist again.

However, he also knew that he couldn't eat hot tofu in a hurry. Since Liu Erlong was already in love with him, he should be more cautious.

The wind and rain were like darkness, and the roosters were crowing. Yunhu was not happy to see a gentleman. With Liu Erlong's current state, it was obvious that he no longer rejected him.

Having sex is only a bad idea, but stealing someone's heart is the right way to go!

Therefore, Yang Pojun believes that as long as he continues to persevere, I believe that it won't be long before the relationship between the two of them heats up sharply. By then, are you afraid that there will be no sheets to sleep on?

I'm afraid it's just a thought to spread the branches!

Linglong Dice An Hongdou, lovesick to the core, but does not know that he has already taken root in Liu Erlong's heart. Junior Sea King Yang Pojun is confident of being promoted to Intermediate Sea King.

As for having sex?

It’s too vulgar, what we want is a collision of souls!