sword color

The hot skin is like a red dumpling in a steamer.

Jian Qing's only sliver of rationality was tenaciously entrenched in his mind, fighting fiercely against the depraved temptation in an invisible place, the veins on his temples were throbbing, his smooth forehead and cheeks were covered with layers of fine sweat.

He didn't believe that with his years of pure heart cultivation, he couldn't resist the legendary Tianhu Fox Shame...

——It's a pity that the sword-wielding elder who has been a virgin for 30 years still missed Du Zhilan, who is usually romantic.

If two people are in terms of cultivation, the former is the sky and the latter is the earth, then in this matter, the whole thing has to be changed.

Ten Jianqings are no match for Young Master Du.

At this moment, Du Zhilan didn't know whether he was really deluded or deliberately took advantage of it. In short, he was already tightly wrapped around Jian Qing immediately.

There was no rush to pull the belt off—it would only make one alarmed and revolted.

The only way to deal with the strong-willed Jian Qing is to boil the frog in boiling water.

Apparently First Young Master Du had a lot of experience in this, he took Jianqing's shoulders from behind, brushed away the long hair that was in the way, and paused briefly when his lips approached the side face.

He let out a breath of hot air, and put his lips on it.

As soon as the hot lips touched the same hot cheeks, it was like adding fuel to the fire, and it was out of control.

Jian Qing, who was trying to recite the mantra of clearing his heart, his head went blank for a moment, he subconsciously frowned and turned his head, Du Zhilan immediately caught the opportunity and firmly grabbed his lips!

It seems that the long-cherished wish is finally about to be fulfilled, and all the costs and threats are all left behind.

Kissing is like a fire, crazy and desperate.

Jian Qing's two sword eyebrows almost stood upright. After living for so many years, the first kiss and second tongue kiss were all taken away by this stupid tiger.

Right now, his handsome face was flushed—he didn't even know how to breathe in the kiss.

Finally, before he rolled his eyes and almost died, he kicked Du Zhilan away with what little strength he had left.

"You...do you want to be slaughtered and eaten..."

The poor sword-wielding elder could only say a few threatening words over and over again, but now he was weak all over, his head was dizzy, and he was coughing a lot, and the words he said were all angry.

"It's up to you... After tonight, it's up to you if you want to kill or cut up..." Du Zhilan showed a heroic attitude, and stared at Jian Qing even more scorchingly. As far as a tiger with thick flesh is concerned, it is less lethal than scratching an itch.

It's more like fun.

He pounced on him again, undaunted in trying all kinds of gentle means to please him.

When a certain paw sneaked into the skirt unsatisfied, Jian Qing finally couldn't bear it and growled: "Du Zhilan! If you dare to do it again, I will never forgive you!"

When he said this, thick anger flashed in his dark eyes, and the daring Young Master Du couldn't help but flinch when he saw it.

Du Zhilan stopped moving abruptly, his facial expression was extremely tangled, as if he was engaged in a fierce struggle.

The quietness in the red silk tent was too much, and the rapid breathing of the two became more and more obvious.

"Jianqing..." Du Zhilan pursed his mouth, softened his tone, and lied softly on the opponent's shoulder—pretending that he was still a little furry tiger, acting pitifully and coquettishly.

By the way, he also bent one leg, and rubbed his knee against a vigorous vital point under Jian Qing.

"Jianqing, I feel bad..."

The old virgin is much more sensitive than ordinary men. Being teased like this, Jian Qing instantly felt like a fire was lit in his body, as if only greater and deeper force could make him calm and comfortable.

"You bastard...I feel even more uncomfortable..."

Jian Qing struggled to turn his face away to prevent the other party's overly hot breath from spraying on his face, but compared with the burning of desire, it was all useless.

He tugged at the silky quilt with his fingers, his fingertips turned white.

"Jianqing, Jianqing...can I help you?" Du Zhilan felt that he couldn't bear it anymore, but compared to this, he was more afraid that Jianqing would really kill him after the incident.

With red rabbit-like eyes, he secretly gritted his teeth and made a difficult decision.

"Need not!"

The belt was pulled away suddenly, Jian Qing's face changed, and he reached out to grab the opponent's wrist!

But Du Zhilan didn't take it seriously at all. After three times, five times and two times, his clothes were opened, revealing the strong and strong muscles inside. Points, it seems very pleasing to the eye - especially in the eyes of Du Zhilan, a big pervert.

With a light sigh, Du Zhilan leaned over and kissed her continuously, and unbuttoned his robe without stopping.

Soon the two were completely "frank and honest".

Jian Qing's forehead was constantly sweating, his face turned blue and red, and finally turned into thick black.

However, he is by no means a man waiting to be arrested.

Let this group be presumptuous for a while, just as he gathered up some strength, Jian Qing did not hesitate to make a thunderous move!

A very thin white light bounced between the two of them, Du Zhilan was rushed aside by the air current and rolled over.Jian Qing also followed the trend, and with an extremely strange posture, just pressed the person to the corner of the bed, firmly suppressing Du Zhilan's wobbling legs.

"You can still throw spells at this kind of time..." First Young Master Du was speechless, but after doing this, Jian Qing was already powerless, and even his arms propped on the bed were trembling slightly.

"What the hell are you thinking about?"

I can't control it anymore...

Jian Qing felt that his vision was a little slack, he blinked vigorously, but unexpectedly the other party came up to him and hugged his neck tightly.

Followed by those even hotter lips.

The bright red warm tent moved lightly, the gums were turned red, and two naked figures were vaguely rolling back and forth in it, entangled endlessly.

Even if insane, the male's innate competitive instinct is still there.

Du Zhilan mustered all his strength, and finally gained the upper hand with brute force, and pressed Jian Qing on the bed. He looked at the other party angrily, and sighed helplessly.

"Forget it... the young master will suffer this time!"

He swallowed his saliva, leaned over to kiss her passionately, but put his hand behind him, slowly exploring a restricted area that had never been touched by anyone...

Jian Qing closed his eyes tightly, Du Zhilan's rapid and heavy panting could be heard in his ears, drops of sweat dripped from his cheeks to Jian Qing's neck, and he opened his eyes only to see a scene that made him completely stupefied!

——Du Zhilan sat straddling his waist, with a strange expression on his face, showing pain, and finally supported his swollen penis, and slowly sat down there!

"Du Zhi—uh——" The unfamiliar feeling of relief or pain, which made it hard to tell, made Jianqing lose his temper.

The noble young man who was sweating profusely in front of him was obviously more uncomfortable. His forehead and hair were soaked and pressed tightly against his face. As if he couldn't support himself, he leaned softly on Jian Qing's shoulder and hugged his neck.

The pair of peach blossom eyes that were looking forward to being romantic, were all steamed out at this moment, and the corners of the eyes were flushed, looking at him wetly.

"Jianqing..."

Just such a cry that was almost moaning but also contained infinite tenderness, Elder Jian Qing, who has always maintained his strength and self-sufficiency, almost couldn't hold it for a moment.

When they were all included, the two of them yelled softly at the same time, and couldn't help but finally let out a sigh of relief.

It has progressed to this point, so I have no choice but to bite the bullet and continue to do it.

The inexperienced Elder Jian Qing with a blank head hugged the other person's waist in a helpless manner, so he could only stroke his bare back over and over again, hoping to relieve the pain a little.

The joint of the two is so tight that it hurts, and it is as hot as boiling molten iron. Moving or not still seems to be a kind of torture.

"Don't, don't touch it..." Du Zhilan's cheeks were so red that it seemed more embarrassing than just taking the initiative to seduce her.

Jian Qingzheng looked puzzled, but when he lowered his head, he was surprised to find that a long, fluffy tail appeared under the tailbone of the other party at some point!

In a blink of an eye, very well, a pair of white tender ears popped out on the top of the head—at the moment they were drooping shyly and trembling slightly.

The real Jianqing who was hit in the death spot instantly, his long and narrow eyes suddenly shone with green light.