Surprise! The popular villain is actually Long Aotian's wife

When Qi Wu Yue pulled out the finger that had been inserted into Xiao Lin's mouth, the fingertips of his body were stained with a hint of light red blood.

But that was obviously not Qi Wu Yue's blood, it was all Xiao Lin's own.

Qi Wu Yue even wiped his fingers clean and confirmed it again.

Apart from a few faint teeth marks, there was no sign of any bite marks.

He doesn't drink blood, but it's not like he has no other options.

The medicinal power of Polygonum multiflorum is mainly concentrated in the hair, so the aroma that relieves pain is also concentrated between the hair.

It's not uncommon for people to smell hair.

For example, when he was a child, he was tempering his bones into jade.

But that was when Xiao Lin was a child, and children smelling hair was different from adults...

These are two completely different concepts. If the former is to coax the child, then the latter...

I feel a little ashamed somehow.

Qi Wu Yue doesn't often feel ashamed. To be more precise, he rarely feels ashamed in the entire southern Xinjiang.

Qi Wu Yue rarely felt a little ashamed, and it was always about Xiao Lin.

So Qi Wuyue’s choice is——

He covered Xiao Lin's eyes with a hairband.

If you can't see it, there's no embarrassment. This is his solution.

With a headband on his eyes, Xiao Lin tried to open his eyes and see.

If it was an ordinary headband, with the help of the pupil technique, he should be able to ignore it and it would not affect his vision at all.

But Qi Wu Yue was using that golden-red headband, and he didn't know what material it was made of. He couldn't see through it for a moment, and all he could see was Qi Wu Yue's vague outline.

Qi Wu Yue took off the silver jewelry that bound his hair, and his long hair cascaded down to his shoulders. He pinched the lapis lazuli earring on his earlobe and brushed it with his fingers.

The hair is like silver light, shiny and glossy, like moonlight, and better than silk.

The so-called change of hair color is actually just a small concealing illusion, just like the Adam's apple.

The beauty had disheveled silver hair, her white hands resting on Xiao Lin's shoulders, her waist held in his hot palms, her knees and even her calves resting on Xiao Lin's strong and hot thighs.

He slightly turned his body, his raven eyelashes fluttering, his eyes half-closed, no one knew what he was thinking. Part of his overly long silver hair sank into the bathtub, soaking in the medicine, and swimming like a slender silver fish.

Qi Wu Yue stood up slightly and offered his body. The hot flesh under his palm was pressed against his only through a thin layer of underwear, and the heat was transmitted to him continuously.

He held Xiao Lin's head and placed it on his shoulder. He raised his hand to fiddle with his hair, trying to push as much silver hair to one side and send it up.

The corners of his eyes suddenly felt hot for a long time, then he pursed his overly beautiful lips and uttered two words.

He said, "Breathe."

The slightly cool hair fell on his face, and Xiao Lin pressed against that extremely soft snow-white neck. He only needed to slightly tilt his face to kiss her.

A rich fragrance permeates through the hair, sweet as poison, dizzying and making people willing to sink into depravity.

The fragrance I smelled while breathing seemed to fascinate my mind and consciousness, and the pain of bloodshed all over my body was alleviated a lot. The fragrance seemed to build a barrier, isolating most of the bloody pain.

With a hairband tied in front of her eyes, all she could see was a thick dark red.

Xiao Lin's slender finger bones shuttled through Qi Wu Yue's silver hair, the smooth and enviable silver hair touched his fingertips, and the silver hair touched his warm flesh.

He felt the wind and moon through his clothes and slid down smoothly, feeling the invisible scenery to the fullest.

The thin back was tense, the wet underwear stuck to the skin, and the curves were curved downwards to reveal a slender and seductive figure.

Like a jade-made guzheng, it bends into a beautiful crescent-shaped arc at the waist, half-covered by the scattered silver hair.

He couldn't see all of this, he could only hold the person in his arms tightly and sigh with regret.

Qi Wu Yue's words were like a fire that suddenly burned from the bottom of his heart all the way up, making his throat hoarse, his lips and teeth red and hot, and his phoenix eyes filled with dark and terrifying red desire.

breathe……

What a helpless breath.

He thought with pleasure.

My brother is shy.

Qi Wu Yue really didn't know how to start.

smell it?

Your brother smells very good, can you smell it?

Unable to speak.

or--

smell.

Smell what?

Smell me...

It’s terrible.

He hesitated for a while, covered his silver eyes, and said, "Breathe."

Qi Wu Yue added silently in his heart: Breathe well, you will smell it as long as you breathe naturally.

The medicine was mixed with Xiao Lin's blood, which contained the power of the phoenix, so it was not cold. Instead, it had a warmth like a hot spring, mixed with essence of fire spiritual power, which was both compromising and comfortable.

Qi Wu Yue's skin and flesh became loose from being soaked.

Before his lazy breath could even come out, it was snatched back in one bite.

The neck was white and soft, like a beautiful lady with a soft and smooth face. Xiao Lin was holding a piece of the skin on the side of the neck, licking and biting it repeatedly.

His straight waist stiffened, Qi Wu Yue retracted his white fingertips that were resting on Xiao Lin's shoulders, and grasped the hot flesh under his palms. He subconsciously lowered his eyes and said, "Don't..."

A heartfelt sigh escaped from Xiao Lin's lips, "What a nice smell..."

Qi Wu Yue was about to say “Don’t bite” but swallowed it back.

The rising heat will involuntarily accelerate the overflow of the fragrance, and the skin that has been repeatedly licked, kissed and bitten will exude more fragrance under the high heat.

Although I don't want to admit it, the more I lick, the more fragrance seeps out from under my skin.

He licked and bit Qi Wu Yue's neck repeatedly, as if just to get a few more licks of the fragrance to relieve the pain in his body.

Xiao Lin loosened his lips slightly, leaving an extremely conspicuous red mark on the snow-white flesh. His hot lips repeatedly wandered around Qi Wu Yue's neck and neck, sniffing him intimately and even kissing him.

The crimson headband was too long, and the hanging tail followed Qi Wu Yue's fair collarbone and stuck to her chest, mixing with her silver hair in an ambiguous manner.

Xiao Lin stuck out his tongue and licked the softness under his lips gently and carefully. Then he held a piece of jade-like flesh in his mouth and repeatedly ground it between his teeth, tasting it in every way.

The side of his neck was filled with hot breath, the heat invading that sensitive piece of flesh and spreading red marks as bright as peach blossoms.

Qi Wu Yue was so stimulated that the corners of his eyes turned red and his silver eyes were filled with water.

He groaned weakly in his heart.

What is this!

He raised one hand, and his snow-white wrist with a silver bracelet covered his silver eyes.

Out of sight, trying to deceive yourself.

However, every time a new round of flesh and blood rebirth came, Xiao Lin groaned in pain, his thin and tough muscles were stretched as hard as iron, and the stimulated blood made his whole body hot.

Qi Wu Yue was shivering from the heat of his body and subconsciously wanted to move away a little, but her taut waist only became tighter.

Xiao Lin pressed his palm on the waist where his whole body was numb.

Qi Wu Yue raised his hands to cover his eyes and bit his lower lip hard to prevent himself from screaming.

The thin neck and shoulders had beautiful lines, white as snow but stained with red marks, releasing more fragrance under the licking of hot lips and tongue.

The aroma is as sweet as poison and addictive.

It was as if there was a clingy little animal hanging on his body, nibbling at the mother animal for milk, clinging and greedily seeking it without end.

For some reason, Qi Wu Yue felt that this scene was happening before his eyes.

It's like the baby can't get enough milk, so the anxious cub licks and bites...

As soon as such a ridiculous thought flashed through his mind, Qi Wu Yue wished he could chop himself to pieces with a palm.

Why would he think so...