spoiled wife addicted

Fei Xueyi laughed out loud when she heard the words, hugged his waist but tightened it, lowered her head to enclose his lips, tossed and sucked, nibbled and nibbled, the taste of fresh blood instantly filled each other's mouths, but it intensified the deep feelings in their hearts. Desire/desire.

The hot spring has an aphrodisiac effect. Fei Xueyi, who has always been pure and ascetic, feels that her sanity is disappearing rapidly. Now she only has one thought, that he wants to enter his body again. This person is the catastrophe of his life. calm.

Swimming to the edge of the pool with Ghost Killer, he took off all his clothes.

Naked/naked, approaching again, the avatars of the two hugged tightly together.

His mind, which was messed up by passion/desire, suddenly came to his senses, and a bitter smile appeared on Ghost Killer's lips when he realized something instantly.

"Master, why do you let my dilapidated body defile you again." The usual cold voice was mixed with helplessness, and he couldn't understand, how could he have passion/desire when looking at his body like this, Fei Xueyi, why are you so entangled? put?

Fei Xueyi felt a pain in her chest: "Ah Jin, it's just a skin. From now on, I won't allow you to talk about yourself like that again."

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After a long time.

"Slow down...slow..." Each time he almost completely withdraws, and then slams into the deepest part with force. This kind of overly possessive finally makes Ghost Killer feel overwhelmed and begins to beg for mercy, but his body responds instinctively and keeps catering. Someone behind.

"A Jin, your body is more honest than yours." Fei Xueyi supported his waist with one hand, and his condom/nong with the other hand, and pulled/inserted deeply, deeply slamming into the tight/suffocating soft inner/ wall.

Next to my ears is the sound of lewd water coming in and out of the room, which adds to the beauty of the spring in the room, and the smell of medicine is removed from the air, and another light and intoxicating fragrance permeates.

This fragrance is familiar to Ghost Killer, and Fei Xueyi is familiar with it.

It's just that they are rational, reserved, and persistent, and they are completely swallowed up. The two people who are addicted to lust/desire have no time to take this into consideration.

Ghost Killer grasped the slippery edge of the pool with both hands, his white fingertips almost dug into the stone wall. He didn't know when the blindfolded ribbon would slip off. Fei Xueyi was killed.

He used his last strength to shrink that place, hoping that Fei Xueyi could quickly end this endless request.

"Ajin is good or bad." Fei Xueyi punitively nibbled the skin on the side of Guisha's neck, and the encroachment under her body became more intense.

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At the moment when they greeted each other heartily at the same time, their sanity was gone, only the bone-piercing ecstasy, perhaps unable to bear the intense pleasure, Ghost Killer's eyes blurred and he passed out.

Fei Xueyi firmly took him into her arms, and immediately hugged him and leaned against the pool to breathe slightly, calming down the disordered breath.

After his breathing calmed down, he lowered his head, and tenderly held Ghost Killer's lips.

This kiss does not contain any passion/desire, it is just a warm relationship, just an infinitely lingering nostalgia.

After the kiss was over, he got up and carried him back to the room, took a dry cloth to wipe off the water on each other's bodies, and picked up the jasper cream that he had prepared earlier in the morning to remove the scars, and carefully smeared each of his scars.

Fei Xueyi was sitting by the bed, her hands were moving gently and slowly, her jet-black hair was hanging down, covering his face, but her whole body exuded a terrifying murderous aura without any concealment.

bang...

The medicine bottle in his hand was crushed, and the shattered porcelain pierced deeply into his palm, and the dark red blood flowed out from between his fingers. As if he didn't feel it, he pulled the quilt to cover the ghost, turned and left the house.

He looked gloomy, with loose black hair, loose clothes on his body, and his beautiful lips were coldly pressed into a straight line.

Walking out of the small bamboo hut, he saw a figure standing in front of him, his expression changed, and he smiled leisurely: "Why haven't you rested yet?"

Shang Ziluo glanced at him uncomfortably: "How can I sleep if you make such a fuss in the middle of the night?"

Fei Xueyi said: "You also know that I have lived alone for more than 20 years. Now that I finally meet someone who makes me fall in love, it is inevitable that I can't hold it back for a while and show my true feelings."

Men have always been popular in Northern Xinjiang, so it's not surprising to know that Fei Xueyi likes men, it's just...

Shang Ziluo frowned and said, "Then what do you plan to do with that person you mentioned?"

Tidying up the messy skirts, thinking of the two of them rubbing their ears and temples together just now, and feeling lingering in love, Fei Xueyi felt a softness somewhere in her heart, smiled slightly, and said calmly: "Ziluo, until now, I and that person were just in a hurry. On the one hand, I don’t know his last name, so what should I do? Ever since I was a child, the voice in my head has been telling me to find the person with the flower on his back, and then treat him well and protect him for the rest of his life. But I didn’t say that I have to love him. I used to think that I should be loyal to him, but gradually I found that I was wrong. What I want and what I think is all up to me, and it has nothing to do with the variable Ah Jin. Because his appearance and my finding that person are totally different things."

After a pause, he continued: "It is also today that I understand that to like someone, I don't have to know how long, know a lot, or go through a lot. Maybe it's because of a word, an action, a One thing, it only takes a moment to fall in love with him, maybe he is not the most beautiful and best in the world, but I am willing to be with him for life, no one can replace his position in my heart, this is fate That Murong Su was blinded by dog ​​eyes, covered in lard, and had his head caught by the door. If he did this kind of thing to Ah Jin, his IQ would be such a big deal. Fortunately, he is no longer my rival in love, otherwise I I really want to send him a word, he is born as a pig, so he should not be stabbed."

Shang Ziluo smiled brightly and said, "Xueyi, Xueyi, I don't know if it's luck or misfortune to be liked by someone like you."

Fei Xueyi snorted softly: "Since it's in my heart, I naturally put it on the top of my heart. Ziluo thinks this is luck or misfortune?" Joy, anger, sorrow, joy, emotions and desires are all in his heart, and he throbs because of this, even if his soul is scattered, he will To guard him for the rest of his life and pamper him for the rest of his life.

Shang Ziluo covered his mouth and coughed lightly: "Forget it, this kind of thing is like drinking water and you know how warm it is. It's fine if you like it. Go get busy first, I should rest too."

Fei Xueyi nodded, and disappeared into Hongling Mountain like a ghostly red shadow after a few ups and downs.

Looking at the new tomb in front of her, Fei Xueyi smiled cruelly, and with a swipe of the Xiesha sword in her hand, a gap appeared, and the people in the tomb appeared before her eyes.

With a flick of the finger, six embroidery needles shot out through the air, piercing into Lingyao's body, and with a little more force, the body was pulled up.

I saw his figure swaying, and the silk thread in his hand followed him.

But in the blink of an eye, Lingyao opened her eyes, but because she opened them too wide, the entire whites of her eyes were exposed, her mouth was split into big arcs, her whole face was weird and scary, one of her wrists was cut off by Ghost Killer, and the other One hand covered the blood hole in the throat, and all of this was fixed with silk threads.

Looking at the masterpiece in front of her, Fei Xueyi raised her eyebrows in satisfaction: "It turns out that the beauty of this Palace amazes you so much."

——Murong Su, I hope you like this gift.

When Ghost Killer woke up, she found herself lying in a strange bamboo house, covered with a soft and thick brocade quilt.

Memories of before coma came back one after another, the pain behind him reminded everything that happened last night, Ghost Slayer blushed and closed his eyes dryly, not thinking about it.

The winter sun is shining outside the house, the cold wind is blowing slightly, and the fragrance is drifting into the house with the cold wind.

This scent...

Ghost Killer's eyes widened in astonishment, regardless of his physical discomfort, he got up and put on a coat and walked out quickly.

Following the fragrance wafting in the air, he quickened his pace, and finally ran with his clothes folded.

When he found the place where the fragrance was wafting, he took a step back in shock, his hands loosened, and his clothes fell to the ground. The cold wind blew his long black hair, and his expression appeared bewildered for the first time since he came alive.

The flowers all over the mountains are as white as snow. Due to the winter, some bloom and some wither. The petals are stacked, the cold wind is swaying, and the fragrance is wafting.

This is, love tea flower.

And in this sea of ​​flowers, a familiar red figure with high sleeves and tight trouser legs is waving a flower hoe in his hand.

In his dream, there are little people in white clothes, a snow-white little fox, and a handsome boy in black clothes, but in reality there is only one man in red clothes who said he would walk with him.

Why is there such a similar scene? Suddenly, Ghost Killer couldn't tell reality from a dream, or he was still in a dream.

Hearing the sound behind her, Fei Xueyi turned around, looking straight at Guisha with a pair of dark and deep eyes.

The warm sunshine shone on his face, making it shimmering and enchanting, and the dark red tear mole at the corner of his eye was particularly eye-catching and glaring against his snow-like skin.

Leisurely between heaven and earth, the four eyes meet.

He frowned and called, "A Jin."

With a sound of Ah Jin, Guisha woke up instantly, narrowed his eyes slightly, and raised his hand to his chest, where it hurt.

Fei Xueyi is like a coquettish and poisonous love tea flower, if hit, it will be lost forever.

And he must keep sober and calm, he must not be poisoned by this poison, he is not living for himself, he is living for thousands of innocent souls.

After living in a drum for six years, every time he was about to fall into a coma and couldn't hold on any longer, he would think repeatedly... He couldn't die if his revenge was unrepented!

He can't die without revenge.

Hate is still there, he can't love.

Because he can't afford it, and he can't afford it.

Fei Xueyi put down her sleeves, and walked towards Guisha with a flower hoe on her shoulders. Wherever the hem of her clothes passed, petals fluttered in the wind, and then slowly fell to the ground.

Seeing the dazed look of Ghost Killer, he couldn't help but put his lips into his ear and chuckled: "A Jin, is this palace so good-looking?"

Ghost Killer drooped his eyes back and said respectfully, "Master."

He was used to being so cold, Fei Xueyi only twitched the corners of his mouth secretly, he believed that one day, he would make his heart warm and beat again.

Picking up the clothes on the ground and putting them on for him, Fei Xueyi walked in front: "Go, go to the kitchen."

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In the small kitchen, Ghost Killer sat upright and motionless at the table, watching the figure busy in front of the stove with indistinct emotion, and he felt more and more that he might really be in a dream and hadn't woken up yet.

Because, all this is too beyond the scope of what he can accept.

After a bowl of steaming Yangchun noodles was served, he said the second sentence: "Master, are you sick? Or am I not awake?" Obviously, this question was stupid.

"I'm not sick, and you're not dreaming." Fei Xueyi blinked, and looked at him eagerly: "Try it quickly, I haven't cooked for a long time, I don't know how it tastes, if it doesn't taste good, I will cook it again. "

Ghost Killer looked at the emerald green onions on the noodles, and wanted to ask him why he did this, but after thinking about it, he felt that it was unnecessary, why did he say this last night.

——Because I like Ah Jin.

The tone was simple and straightforward, but it went straight to the heart.

Ghost Slayer sighed silently, picked up the chopsticks silently, picked up a few noodles, and blew them lightly for a while before putting them into his mouth. Since his throat was damaged, he can't eat too spicy, too hot, or too salty. I don't eat much, usually just to fill my stomach.

"Is it tasty?"

"Yeah." He responded with his lips, but he was thinking about how to open his mouth to let Fei Xueyi solve the doubts in his heart.

"Eat slowly, don't burn it."

"..." He was already eating very slowly.

Finally, he couldn't bear someone's scorching gaze any longer, and he slapped the chopsticks in his hand: "Master, won't you eat?"

"Anyway, if you can't finish eating, I will eat the rest."

What he said was so intimate, so taken for granted, that it made Ghost Killer speechless for a while, and the tip of his ears turned red. Fei Xueyi is a typical cat, who eats very little without saying anything, but gives him the rest of his food, This is simply impossible.

He got up and took an empty bowl, returned to the table, and took half of the noodles from his own bowl.

"eat together."

"Is Ah Jin caring about me?" Fei Xueyi's eyes were gentle and smiling. The ghost killers in the past never expressed their opinions, and always had a posture of whatever he said. It is already very good to be able to do this now. beginning.

Ghost Killer didn't answer, but asked instead: "Master seems to be familiar with this place?"

Fei Xueyi: "Well, I grew up here."

Ghost Killer looked at him in surprise: "But isn't this a forbidden place?"