Has the heartthrob villain collapsed today?

Fu Zhenhong's movement of stroking his back was very light, and through the blue hair Fu Sangshen's dark blue gorgeous military uniform fabric, he didn't even use any substantial strength.

However, it was such a soothing touch that seemed to have nothing to do with it, causing a strong electric current to surge up in Yiqi Yizheng's body. Following the movements of Fu Zhenhong's hands, the numbness quickly spread from the spinal cord to the nerves, until It poured straight into the depths of Yiqiyizhen's brain.

The strength of sucking Fu Zhenhong's shoulder socket became stronger at this moment, and the blue-haired Fu Sangshen's white and hard teeth were burned to Fu Zhenhong's skin, leaving a mark on the soft and delicate skin. A more intuitive trace is made.

Outside the living room...

Xiaohuwan, who was about to leave at first, felt as if the soles of his feet were firmly stuck to something, and did not move.He subconsciously swallowed his saliva, and put his generous palm on his chest, as if he wanted to calm down the accelerating heartbeat in his chest.

It has been a long time since Xiaohumaru was forged. He is not an ignorant sword who doesn't know anything about love. When Sanjo Zongjin forged him, he was in the largest Inari Temple. The fox, who is the messenger of Inari Myojin, helped a lot in it.

Foxes are wild and unruly. They have a beautiful appearance, but they are very unruly. Because foxes were involved in the forging, Xiaohuwan also inherited this part of the gene.

He knew that in the next episode, Yizheng would do more intimate things with the new God Judge...

Xiaohuwan's senses are very complicated now.

Reason told him that at this moment, it was the most correct and wisest way to leave here quietly. However, there seemed to be another voice in the bottom of his heart bewitching him in a low voice, telling him to stay.

Aren't you worried about replacing him with one strike?

then stay...

Stay and wait.

Compared with Kokomaru's entangled heart, Tsurumaru Kuninaga, who is another eavesdropper, seems much more natural.

Even though his ears were reddened by Fu Zhenhong's moan that sounded like joy and pain, but compared to Xiaohumaru's pure embarrassment and anxiety, Tsurumaru Kuninaga's eyes are deeper A kind of irony and obscurity.

As Token Fusangshen, who has fallen relatively lightly in Honmaru, Tsurumaru has never had the kind of hatred towards the judges of swords that have completely fallen into obscurity. The completely normal swords chose to stay away from the god judge who wanted to get close but was persuaded by his companions.

He walks between the two, trying to find a delicate balance that he finds interesting.

As for why there is sarcasm, it is aimed at the new judge, at the first phase, and more at himself.

The original source of the dark fall of this Honmaru society is that the first judge forcibly adapted to the short knives.The physical intimate entanglement between the god judges and the Token Fusangshen is not unheard of in other Honmaru, but you love me and being forced has never been two different things.

Taidao used to hate this kind of behavior the most, but now, he is in the living room with the new judge, ready to do the thing he hated the most.

This Honmaru was once again implemented as a sleeper, but it was no longer forced by the judge, but sent to the door as a sword of Fusangshen.

Isn't this a kind of irony?

Tsurumaru Kuninaga wanted to laugh, but found that he couldn't laugh at all. He glanced at Xiaohumaru who was tense and holding his breath beside him, and subconsciously put his hand on his chest.Here, the rapid heartbeat is enough to show that his heart is also restless at the moment.

The new God Inspector has a terrible deceptive power.

If you don't pay attention, you will be pulled into the abyss and sink into the vortex of boundless darkness.

The first one is one strike, so who will the second one be?

There's a third, a fourth...

If he is the sword fusangshen in the living room now, can he resist the temptation deliberately done by the judge?

Tsurumaru Kuninaga felt helpless, and felt a more secret stimulation. This kind of behavior, which was similar to squatting in the dark and eavesdropping and could be discovered at any time, undoubtedly amplified some senses that should not be there, as if walking on the The most dangerous edge is the deep sea on one side and hell on the other.

The night was getting darker and darker, and the moon and stars were covered by floating clouds.

In the living room, only the warm-colored light was filled with an ambiguous halo by the moist and sticky atmosphere.

The heat on Yiqi Yizhen's body was getting higher and higher, he sucked enough on the spot on Fu Zhen's red shoulder, and finally stopped after seeing that the mark was darker than red.

With his hands resting on the side of Fu Zhenhong's face, he stared at the man below him from top to bottom.

Thick black long hair was scattered on the pure white sheets, the loose bathrobe became more and more messy because of his kissing action just now, and the belt was also precarious, as if it might be scattered at any time.There was also a bit of mist in the eyes that were as thick as ink, and there was a slight redness at the end of the eyes, like crabapple flowers after the rain, and the full and bright petals were stained with traces of dew.

Especially the tear mole under the left eye, which is exquisite and small, becomes more agile and lively at this moment. The purest black of this small spot is illuminated into a kind of cinnabar-like red under the warm light.

A little bit, like a petal coagulated by blood.

Following Fu Zhenhong's slightly raised eye ends, she exuded an extremely charming and extremely dangerous devilish aura.

It makes people want to moisten him harder and burn him with hot liquid.

Yiqi Yizhen leaned down and kissed Fu Zhenhong's lips, sticking out the tip of his tongue and entangled with Fu Zhenhong's tongue.

Because of drinking wine, Fu Zhenhong's lips still smelled of wine, spicy and mellow, and the mellow aroma blended with Fu Zhenhong's own fragrance and fragrance, forming a kind of sweetness and sweetness. Sweet.

Compared with last night, tonight's Yiqi Yizhen's kissing movements are much more skillful. Like a hungry beast, he keeps snatching the fragrance between Fu Zhenhong's lips and teeth. The smell of alcohol makes Yiqi feel like he is It seems that he is also drunk.

Drunk on the red wine, drunk on this man's half-drunk blushing obsequiousness.

Fu Zhenhong's hand slowly moved up from Yiqi's back, and finally moved into his hair, which seemed to be a silent encouragement to Yiqi.

Want more, more...

It was obviously Fu Sangshen with the sword, but the heat of his body was much higher than that of Fu Zhenhong. The temperature of his fiery chest was transmitted to Fu Zhenhong's body through the dark blue military uniform.

Blue-haired Fu Sangshen is a gentle young man after all.

In order to avoid hurting Fu Zhenhong's delicate skin, Yiqi Yizhen reluctantly left Fu Zhenhong's lips, sat up and took off the cloth covering his shoulders, and took off the hard gold armguard on his left arm. First.

He held back the desire and longing that was about to burst out of his heart, and unbuttoned his military uniform.

The dark blue military jacket was quickly discarded to the side, revealing the gray shirt inside. The well-cut shirt perfectly outlined the curves of Yiqi's upper body, and the collar of the shirt buttoned at the top revealed a kind of The feeling of abstinence.

The first issue tugged on the black tie.

Fu Zhenhong suddenly grasped Yiqiu Yizheng's wrist at this moment.

"Take off the gloves." Fu Zhenhong said softly, her voice magnetic and seductive.

Yizheng heard the words in the first issue, and was about to take off her gloves according to the words, but Fu Zhenhong shook her head again. Facing the slightly questionable gaze of Yizheng in the previous issue, the corners of Fu Zhenhong's lips curved slightly in joy, Then he stretched out his finger and tapped his lips lightly with his fingertips, "Use your mouth."

Yizheng was slightly taken aback in the first phase, and after staring deeply at Fu Zhenhong for a few seconds, he finally gave in.

Under Fu Zhenhong's playful gaze, the blue-haired Fu Sangshen raised his hand and bit the gloves on his fingertips with his lips, and took off the pure white and flawless white gloves.

The young man had never taken off his gloves like this before, his eyes were deep and dark, and there was still a thin blush on his face.His breathing was messy and heavy, and when he took off the gloves with his lips, the curve of his jaw also showed a smooth, thin and tough arc between his head.

After doing these actions, there is a sense of eroticism in all the unfamiliarity.

Fu Zhenhong was very satisfied with Yiqi's performance, the smile on the corner of his lips became more and more obvious, like a reward, Fu Zhenhong touched Yiqi's earlobe, and then followed Yiqi's earlobe with her fingertips It slid down the neck, and finally grabbed the baggy tie.

"I..." Yiqi Yizhen seemed to want to say something more, but he just uttered a syllable when Fu Zhenhong grabbed his tie and moved down.

The blue-haired Fu Sangshen just fell on Fu Zhenhong's body with this force, and his chest was pressed against Fu Zhenhong's chest through a layer of shirt, and a suppressed emotion flowed from his golden pupils. and unbearable lust.

At this moment, there is only one thought in Yiqi Yizhen's mind, and that is to possess this man, and he will be stained with his own traces inside and out.

He can't turn back, so he will sink together.

Once the concept of restraint is abandoned, everything becomes a matter of course.

With the experience of last night, this time, the first phase of Yixing is even more familiar.After all, when it comes to the blending of love, every man has the talent to appreciate it on his own. He starts to explore in the first stage, and his wide and warm palms start to wander wantonly.

As the royal sword, Yiqi Yizhen has an absolutely sharp blade, hard and sharp.

A good sword must be born from the blade and the scabbard.

At this moment, it seemed as if he had turned into a saber outfit, as if he had just been forged from a raging fire, with scorching heat.He wanted to rush into the scabbard, but was wrapped in wet and sticky scabbard.

After the light at the head of the bed was extinguished, the last gleam of light in the living room completely dissipated. In the darkness, Fu Zhenhong clung to Yiqi's neck with both hands, entangled in Yiqi like a boneless dodder flower. Get up.He stretched out the tip of his tongue to lick Yiqi Yizhen's delicate earlobe. At the moment when the blue hair was holding his breath and conquering the city, he bit down on Yiqi Yizhen's earlobe, and let out a cry from his throat. There was a lingering sound that seemed to be joyful and depressing.

Tonight's Honmaru is quieter than last night, there is no whistling wind, and there are no cicadas or insects.

In such an overly silent night, all the sounds from the living room could be heard so clearly to the ears of the two fusangshen who were eavesdropping outside the door.

The author has something to say:

Phase [-]: I seem to hear someone say that I recharged svip

Cuties: Take your doubts away!

Weak chicken system: There are only three things, there are still many swords in Honmaru, and the first phase is out

Potential stocks in the world: look at us~

Zhongye: Xiaohong is interested in me

Dazai: You are not 1.7 meters

Chuya: For me, Xiaohong agreed to allow Chief Mori to come to Hong Kong as a guest

Dazai: You are not 1.7 meters

Zhong Ye: Xiaohong even offered to kiss me

Dazai: You are not 1.7 meters

Chuya: Awaken, it's hunting time!