Death Spell

Chapter 103

Tang Song pursed her lips tightly. She couldn't be watched like this, and suddenly felt that the dim bedside lamp was too dazzling. Although Anya was holding one hand, the other hand was slowly stretching towards the switch.

Naturally, these small movements could not escape Anya's eyes. She sat up straight, with a smile on her lips: "Is it really going to be closed?" Glides across the skin, and gently slides down on the shiny shoulders.

This kind of Anya made people unable to move their eyes away. Tang Song's hand stretched out to the switch, and then stopped.

I remembered the dream I had when I first met Anya. By the hot spring pool, the woman was dressed in white and untied her belt in front of her, just like in front of her eyes.

Long hair like ink, skin like snow...

But it was a dream after all, vague and vague, even if he saw her in the bath last time, Tang Song didn't dare to look at her at all.

The uncontrollable jump of thoughts in his mind reminded Tang Song of An Ya's usual indifferent gaze, her temperament of rejecting people thousands of miles away, and her tone of saying that everything is fate.

But now she is completely different.

In front of her, Anya unreservedly revealed to Tang Song the mysterious beauty hidden in her daily life.

No matter how much time has passed, no matter how many years have passed.

In this world, there is only one person who has the right to admire her.

Being waited by such a beautiful and elegant woman, Tang and Song could no longer tell who was lucky or unfortunate when they first met.

But no matter what the result was, looking at her gave me the courage to deal with it.

Tang Song couldn't help laughing secretly, when did she fall into the net woven by Anya?

Making everything so natural, when she realized it, she was the only one in her eyes and couldn't move anymore.

It seems that those little things accumulated all broke out at this moment. Tang Song was sure of one thing. She fell in love with this woman. She loved her character who had always been stubborn, and there was no way out.

Under the reflection of the warm light, every inch of Anya's skin has a white and attractive luster, like a beautiful scenery, which makes people unable to move their eyes away, and some black hair scattered on her chest outlines Anya's beautiful face. A different kind of flattery than usual.

Seeing Tang Song's throat dry for a while, his eyes were burning with fire.

The woman in front of her is so beautiful that it almost makes people lose their minds, as if only by hugging each other tightly can they not lose their way.

Tang Song saw that Anya took off all her clothes, put them aside, and then leaned over to press her, and the two bodies fit naturally together.It's just that Anya's body was too cold, Tang and Song almost had the illusion of trembling at that moment, the nerves of the whole person suddenly trembled, with an indescribable feeling, from the top of the head to the soles of the feet.

The woman lowered her head, and a few strands of hair gently brushed across Tang Song's cheeks, causing slight ripples in her heart.

Anya raised her hand to cover Tang Song's flushed cheeks, watching her shyness and emotion, holding a smile at the corner of her mouth, and whispered softly: "Tang Song, your body is so warm, I haven't felt it for a long time. It's so warm."

Recalling the last time I was close to him, it has been a thousand years.

Anya's voice was as soft as water, bit by bit into Tang Song's ears, her cheeks became more and more rosy.On the one hand, she felt sorry for Anya, but on the other hand, she felt that this woman was really thick-skinned, and she said such things so thoughtlessly and directly.But he also loves the coldness on Anya's body, like a piece of high-quality white jade, the tentacles are warm, smooth, and so soft.

Tang Song drooped his brows, approached Anya's cold palm with his scorching cheek, and rubbed it lightly, signaling her to understand.

With their foreheads touching, Anya kissed that part of her lips, and then gently brushed Tang Song's cheeks with her thumb: "You know, only when I hold you like this, can I feel alive."

Anya's movements were obviously so gentle, but Tang Song felt a wonderful sense of weight in his heart, especially the sentence "I feel that I am alive". After listening to and thinking about it, Tang Song raised his hand and hugged her.

"I've always been here, always." Tang Song didn't know what else to say besides replying to her like this.

Her heartbeat was getting faster and faster, almost uncontrollable, and the hot breath she exhaled sprinkled on Anya's fingertips, so uneasy.

Anya's fingertips rubbed Tang Song's cherry-colored lips, following Tang Song's exhaled breath, it seemed to be covered with a layer of fog.Tang Song's head was slightly tilted back, his throat slid down, and in his dark eyes, there was a different brilliance, which was about to drip.

From Anya's point of view, this is the look that a woman will have when she is in love.

The woman in front of her, whether she was born in the Qin Dynasty or the Tang Dynasty, always gave people an abstinent appearance, so cold that the whole world didn't know what she liked.

And this kind of emotion can only be seen by Anya.

The corners of Anya's lips curled up, she moved her fingertips away, and put her lips against it.

This kiss was really deep to the extreme, Tang Song immediately felt that it was different from before, with a little domineering and *, Tang Song was almost swallowed by her.You can only close your eyes, and the tip of your tongue can fully taste the refreshing and moist taste between the woman's lips and teeth.

While An Ya was kissing her, the left hand on the other side reached down at the same time, caressing her slowly and gently.Her movements are so gentle, just like her character, gentle and elegant, penetrating bit by bit, neither rush nor slow.

But at this juncture, the slower is the most seductive.

Tang Song frowned, and the slender and slender legs bent up and down unconsciously, as if every inch of skin became restless, and even began to suspect that Anya was hanging on to her on purpose. This woman is really bad.

Unable to hold back, Tang Song opened his eyes and parted his lips, with a few strands of *long hair sticking to his porcelain-white skin, he called out in a low breath: "An Ya..."

But as soon as the voice came out, Tang Song was stunned. She didn't expect her voice to become so dry, and she pursed her lips tightly.

This kind of Tang and Song Dynasty fell into Anya's eyes one by one, but she wanted to love her slowly.

I don't know how beautiful she is and how attractive she is when she endures madness.

"I'm here, what's the matter?" Anya replied with a chuckle, and moved her palm up little by little, circling back to Tang Song's slender neck like a swan, and then to her delicate and exquisite collarbone, lingering, but Suddenly stopped moving.

This kind of caress, which was almost tortured, was about to drive Tang Song crazy, and he didn't even understand why she stopped.

He wanted to open his eyes to see Anya, but because of the sudden pain and numbness in his shoulder, he frowned.

"Um……"

Tang Song frowned slightly, unable to bear the sudden pain after all, a low hum came from between his lips and teeth.

Anya hurriedly stopped her movements, and saw the thin sweat oozing from Tang Song's forehead, and those Rushui eyes, especially the intoxicated voice, which made Anya crazy.

But these are not the most important things right now.

"do not move!"

Anya frowned coldly, looking carefully at the hard lump on Tang Song's collarbone, the surface had turned red.

It's Funeral Love Gu!

Why do you see this in Tang and Song?

No wonder she is acting weird today, different from usual.

Funeral Love Gu is different from other Fascinating Love Gus that come on so quickly, but subtly and subtly make people forget themselves and become emotional.

The lovers will not notice anything wrong at all, plus the wolf blood on her body is still unclear, if it is not for the obvious location of this Gu, it is discovered in time...

Afterwards, Tang Song was dead.

Anya forced herself to regain her senses and shook her head vigorously.Looking at Tang Song who was frowning tightly and suffering from pain, he said softly: "Tang Song, hold on, it will hurt a little."

Tang Song felt that Anya's tone was wrong, and raised his eyebrows to look at her. His eyes were full of misty brilliance, and he opened his mouth slightly, as if he wanted to ask something, but his consciousness became weaker and weaker, making her unable to ask.His chest heaved and his thin shoulders trembled slightly.

Anya turned her eyes away, not looking at her like this, as if one more look would be enough to disperse her regained reason.

"Hold up, I won't let anything happen to you."

Anya let out a long breath, got up and pulled the quilt over Tang Song's body, put on her clothes and went to the living room, took out the talisman paper from her coat pocket, sat back on the edge of the bed, raised Tang Song's arm, palm tightly Press and hold, a little bit of breath enters Tang Song's body.

She was looking for the movement of the Gu, the protruding place on the collarbone was just the location of the Gu, but she didn't know where the Gu had wandered, and she didn't know the time of the Gu in the Tang and Song Dynasties. It probably wouldn't exceed 48 hours, otherwise the love would be buried. Gu will lay eggs in Tang and Song's body, use Tang and Song's physical body as a host, and finally die due to heat and depression.

But no matter where the beast went, Anya would find it and force it back to the entrance bit by bit.

After some probing, Anya breathed a sigh of relief, the Gu was not deep in the Tang and Song Dynasties, and the Gu was found before it traveled very far.But going retrograde with the blood is not a pain that ordinary people can bear, but right now Tang Song has lost most of his consciousness, and a subcutaneous blood vessel suddenly moves towards the collarbone a little bit.

Every centimeter forward, Tang Song hummed softly because he couldn't bear it, and then gasped for breath.

Although Anya couldn't see Tang Song's appearance at this time, she knew that it was almost there!

Until the Gu retreated to the collarbone, Anya pushed hard, and the red protrusion exploded instantly. Anya opened her eyes and raised her hand to put the Gu into the talisman paper.

However, she ignored that the splashed blood splashed two drops on her cheeks.

His blue eyes instantly turned dark red.

As if everything around her turned red, Anya raised her hand to wipe away the bright red from her cheeks with cold eyes, then raised her eyebrows to look at Tang Song who was already in a coma, and left the room in a flash.

She can't stay longer, she has to leave before her sanity is still there, otherwise Tang Song is too dangerous.

But this time, Anya did not go far, but plunged her whole body into the river bank opposite Tang Song's house.

The water temperature of the lake was icy cold, Anya allowed her body to sink continuously until her back was stuck to the bottom of the water, and there was mud and sand around her.

An Ya lay there quietly, feeling the creatures in the lake, the people walking on the shore, and the cars passing by on the road.

Finally she closed her eyes.

After half an hour, Anya returned to Tang Song's room, her body was still dripping with the lake water outside, looking down, she was in a mess.

Anya turned around and went to the bathroom, took off the dirty clothes on her body, and washed herself inside and out with clean water.When she stood in front of the mirror again and looked at herself, there was a trace of doubt in Anya's brows.

She found paper towels and gauze, cleaned up the blood stains on Tang Song's body and the wound, and helped her put on her clothes.

Putting her hand on Tang Song's pulse, and the temperature on her forehead returned to normal, Anya sighed softly, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

Fortunately, you are safe and sound.

He took out his phone and checked the time, it was almost midnight.

Leaning over, a kiss landed on Tang Song's forehead, and whispered: "Good night."