Married and Obedient to the Husband

The competition on the field reached its climax, and the highly respected figures of the Devil's Cult began to compete with each other, and the Demon's Cult's followers cheered and cheered from below.

After a while, the competition will stop, and then the Demon Cult's Lunar Moon Festival will start, because the sky has slowly sunk, and we are only waiting for the appearance of the crescent moon.

Ye Wuchang continued to be bored there.

"Luozhi, your new pet is very interesting." Ye Wuchang continued to chat with Yu Luozhi.

"Ah?" Yan Mo opened his mouth, and suddenly remembered that the pet was talking about Heng Qiushui, and then laughed, "Well, it's quite interesting."

"Why didn't I discover him earlier." Ye Wuchang regretted, "Luozhi, when you have had enough fun, give him to me. I like being with that Heng Qiushui, I feel very comfortable."

Yanmo didn't know whether to be thankful or angry, thankful that he made Ye Wuchang feel a sense of attachment, or should be angry that this bastard treated himself as a plaything, sent it around casually, and threw it away after playing.

"Luozhi, what are you talking about?" Ye Wu saw that Yan Mo was silent, and suddenly the hands that were on Yan Mo's body were retracted into a hugging posture. This posture is a bit awkward, and Yan Mo wants to wave Opening Ye Wuchang's hand, he endured it and thought that he was Yu Luozhi at this time, so forget it.

Ye Wuchang moved his face closer, stared at Yanmo, blinked, and smiled slightly. "Fall it."

Ye Wuchang actually grabbed Yan Mo's hand, and there was a bit of affection in his eyes, Yan Mo was a little dumbfounded, who could tell him what was going on, could it be Ye Wuchang and this Yu Luo? Some ulterior relationship.

"Luozhi, the Yinyue Festival is over tonight, can you come to my room for a while, I haven't seen you for a few days, I miss you a lot." Is this a confession?

Yan Mo could only open his mouth, unable to utter a single word, if he had known this earlier, he wouldn't have pretended to be Yu Luozhi.

"Luozhi, why don't you speak, you are still angry about what happened that night, I didn't mean to hurt you, why are you feeling better?"

Yan Mo felt cold all over his body.

"Luozhi, why don't you go into the house and I'll check it for you." Ye Wuchang's hand continued to swim, sliding up Yanmo's arm little by little, and Yanmo stayed there with a stiff body.

Ye Wuchang and Yu Luozhi have an affair, these two people actually have an affair, the most unlikely two people actually have an affair, so what is he?

Yan Mo withdrew his hand violently, and said bluntly, "Master, why are you making such a joke again, it's so boring."

Ye Wuchang was still laughing, like a cat stealing fish, "Luozhi, why are you angry?"

"I do not have."

"You have."

"No."

"Have."

"..." Yan Mo glared at Ye Wuchang angrily, Ye Wuchang smiled heartlessly, "Luozhi, you are pretending to be with a fighting cock like this, but you are much prettier than a fighting cock."

After Ye Wuchang said this, he continued to stare at Yanmo unscrupulously.

Yanmo was waiting for the time to act, but he always felt that the time passed too slowly, and he had to endure the bastard Ye Wuchang's verbal teasing all the time. What happened to Ye Wuchang? What kind of bastard, how could...

Yan Mo was very angry, the hand hanging under the sleeve was clenched and then loosened, loosened and clenched again, in short, his expression was very tangled.

Ye Wuchang continued to tease with words, "Luozhi, your eyes are so beautiful, and your figure is also very good. My hand slowly slides down your straight sword back, as if stroking the finest silk, your legs Straight and slender, let me fuck when you wrap around me, you wrap me so tightly, I'm going to lose control."

The out-of-control man's fingers continued to wrap around, stroking Yan Mo's thigh, Yan Mo's body stiffened, he was really completely stupid.

"Imagine, you are walking in a dry and hot desert, you can't see anyone, you are dying of thirst, your body is so thirsty for water to moisturize, only I have what you need, only I can completely moisturize you, I will let you bathe in the sweet rain and feel the beauty I bring to you..."

Ye Wuchang's voice opened up involuntarily, and his hands had already reached the nipples of his legs through Yanmo's pants. The ascetic body is always more sensitive than others, especially this person is the one he loves.

Yanmo's whole body burned up, extremely hot, and he was thinking wildly in his mind, always the picture of himself and Ah Rui in trouble, Ye Wuchang continued to touch him, and his hands had already started to play with his nipples.

Yanmo didn't struggle, didn't resist, he told himself in his heart that he was Yu Luozhi, and Ye Wuchang regarded him as Yu Luozhi, if he could dedicate his body to him at this moment, it wouldn't matter if he was treated as someone else.

The suppressed moan was crushed between Yan Mo's teeth, because it was separated by a curtain, so no one knew what was going on inside, and the people around Ye Wuchang retreated quietly.

Ye Wuchang's eyes staring at Yan Mo became more and more profound. Not only Yan Mo, but Ye Wuchang also felt an indescribable heat, like a raging fire burning his whole body, he needed to vent, he needed to vent himself All the energy is vented on the person in front of him, torturing him severely, entering him, listening to his seductive broken crooning, his whole body will be excited, this feeling is like a flood that cannot be closed , slanting and coming, unbearable.

"Hmm..." Ye Wuchang grabbed Yan Mo's chest fiercely. When Yan Mo felt pain, his whole body trembled. Ye Wuchang had already rushed over like a wolf like a tiger, pinning him firmly under him, panting Roughly, he kissed Yan Mo's lips fiercely.

Ye Wuchang's kiss was like a violent storm, forcing Yan Mo to not even have a chance to catch his breath, the suppressed body was so hot that it almost melted Yan Mo, Yan Mo slowly stretched out his hand and hugged Ye Wuchang.

Just because this person is Ah Rui, he is willing to do anything for him. Does anyone understand such humble love?

The eager lips and tongue occupied every inch of Yanmo's mouth, the slippery tongue touched Yanmo's mouth, and the teeth bit Yanmo's lips.

With a stabbing sound, Ye Wuchang couldn't wait to tear off the clothes on Yan Mo's body. Under Ye Wuchang's violence, Yan Mo's clothes turned into rags, and his hands wandered eagerly on Yan Mo's body.

The body that has been abstinent for five years seems to break through the closed gate at this moment, burning everything up, and desire dominates the body and reason.

Both of them were panting, and the moment they took off their clothes, they were already sweating profusely. Ye Wuchang was silent, staring at Yan Mo with his dark eyes.

Taking a heavy breath, Ye Wuchang's body stared at Yanmo's legs, rubbing against them, so hot that he almost burst into flames.

Ye Wuchang leaned down again, buried his head in Yanmo's chest, bit the red plum on Yanmo's body without warning, the little red in the white snow was really sexy.

Yanmo hummed in pain, and his lower body was pierced violently. The tearing pain made Yanmo tremble all over. He gasped for breath, trying to relax his body so that he could cooperate with Impermanence Ye.

However, Ye Wuchang didn't wait for him to relax, he grabbed his slender waist suddenly, pushed him up, and his body was bouncing back and forth on the chair.

Ye Wuchang has always maintained this posture like a wild beast, rushing hard and desperately.

Yanmo's two arms were swaying on both sides of the chair, shaking and shaking, unable to find anything to support, Ye Wuchang buried his head on his body, as if the desperate impact was not enough, his lips began to kiss Yanmo Every inch of his body turned into a bite in the end, it seemed that only in this way could he feel comfortable.

Ye Wuchang felt that he must be crazy, because at this moment he wanted to swallow this person into his stomach and become one with himself, that feeling was very strong, like being possessed.

It seems that the combination on the chair can no longer satisfy Ye Wuchang, and this kind of penetration seems not deep enough, he hugged Yanmo up, put his hands on Yanmo's buttocks, asked him to sit down heavily, and then continued to go deeper into the top go in.

The person who was thrown into the desert seemed to be himself, and the person who was hot and thirsty also seemed to be himself, longing for the person in front of him so much.

Who is he?

Already changing several postures in just a short moment, Ye Wuchang seemed to feel that no matter what was not enough, he suppressed Yanmo's constant demands.

The two entangled tirelessly, until someone yelled, "No, something happened in the South Courtyard."

Ye Wuchang's body paused slightly, and the movement of holding Yanmo slowed down. Then, as if he didn't hear it, he hugged Yanmo's waist and moved more violently. Yanmo felt that his soul was about to be pushed When he came out, his hand feebly grasped the carpet under him, and a broken moan escaped his mouth.

There was chaos outside, and Yanmo knew that Mr. Jiang Ge had already made a move.

The fireworks in the sky crackled and exploded high in the sky. Ye Wuchang ignored all this, as if possessed by an evil spirit, and kept asking for Yanmo's body.

His body is really beautiful, so beautiful that there is no blemish. The tightness and wordless desire at the moment of entering him makes people almost overwhelmed instantly.

He misses this feeling, loves the feeling of possessing him madly entering his body.

"Teach...the leader...outside." Yan Mo's breath was unsteady, the blazing fire almost burned him to ashes, his legs were still tightly wrapped around Ye Wuchang's body, and he wanted to push him away with his hands. But not much strength.

"Don't talk." Ye Wuchang blocked Yan Mo's mouth paranoidly, and his domineering lips filled Yan Mo's mouth.

The movements under his body still refused to stop, the shouts outside stopped, and the sound of weapons being handed over came.

Ye Wuchang moved quickly, the last few sprints, and then a stream of heat poured into Yanmo's body, Ye Wuchang got up and took a piece of clothes to put on without hesitating anymore.

Yanmo wanted to close his legs, but felt that his legs were limp, and he couldn't close them even with force.