bloodline temptation

In the next few days, Ximo stayed at home and taught Lin Jing magic.

"Am I really going to the battlefield to kill the enemy?" Lin Jing was nervous and excited, and she couldn't get it right after chanting a spell four or five times.

"No need." Xi Mo tapped his head, "As long as you can conjure a fireball, it's fine for those reporters to take pictures."

"It's despicable to lie to others." Lin Jing detested it.

"Don't want to lie? Then memorize these within three days." Xi Mo threw him a brick-like hardcover book.

"Three days?!" Lin Jing was shocked, "I'm not a camera!"

"So you just need to learn how to turn fireballs." Simo put the book on the table aside, "Do you remember the spell I taught you before?"

"Forgot." Lin Jing answered simply.

"..." Ximo vomited blood.

"The spell is so long!" Lin Jing made an excuse.

"If you can't change it, you won't be able to sleep at night!" Xi Mo threatened with narrowed eyes.

"You pervert! You're thinking about something!" Lin Jing pointed angrily, "Don't touch me tonight! If you want to do it, I'll fuck you! I'm also a man, one time is only fair!"

"...Eh?" Ximo's expression was stunned at first, then it became more and more weird, and finally he couldn't help laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" Lin Jing stared at him while clutching her clothes.

"I'm just saying that if you can't learn it, we'll study all night tonight. There's no other meaning...Baby, you think too much." Ximo laughed and burst into tears.

"... I won't learn anymore!" Lin Jing detested herself, oh oh oh!What a shame!

"Little fool." Seeing that his face was so red that it was about to bleed, Ximo finally held back his smile, and stretched out his hand to teach him to spell one spell after another.

After studying late at night, Lin Jing finally made some small achievements, so she sat on the bed and muttered, playing with biubiu as sparks everywhere.

"Stop playing, go to sleep." Ximo lay beside him.

"I'm going to the battlefield tomorrow." Lin Jing was very excited.

"The battlefield is very dangerous, you have to be careful." Ximo pulled him into his arms and hugged him, "Follow me every step of the way, do you know?"

"Then will you be in danger?" Lin Jing looked up at him.

"No." Ximo smiled, "As long as you don't leave me, I won't be in any danger."

Lin Jing curled her lips, she was so disgusting!

"Tomorrow I will strengthen your protective barrier. When there are reporters around, you just need to turn into a fireball and nothing else will happen." Ximo rubbed his head, "Do you remember?"

"What if I can't change it?" Lin Jing was not confident. What if he forgot the spell, or could only change the spark... It would be embarrassing!

"...It's very simple to turn into a fireball. Didn't you learn everything today? Don't be nervous." Ximo comforted patiently.

"I, I, I'm afraid." Lin Jing felt that she was already nervous now!

Ximo was deeply speechless, so he had no choice but to sigh: "Then you just need to tell me secretly before changing, and then make two gestures as a gesture, and I will help you change into a fireball."

"That's good." Lin Jing nodded in agreement, "It's not difficult!"

Ximo was angry and funny, turned over and pressed down on the little fool, bowed his head and kissed him tenderly but irresistibly.

"...I have to go to the battlefield tomorrow." Lin Jing protested nervously, after that, she would not be able to walk!Are you going to be carried to the battlefield? !

"Don't be afraid, if we don't finish it, you won't be hurt." Ximo raised the corner of his mouth and gently blocked his mouth.

Lin Xiaojing had just left her virginity not long ago, and the first time it was painful, so naturally she didn't have much concept and experience in this kind of thing, but this time, Ximo put all her efforts to curry favor with him. The mouth was working extremely hard, Lin Jing struggled a few times and was relieved of his strength, even though he pressed his lips tightly, he couldn't help moaning.

"Baby is so good." Simo kissed his mouth, took his hand and pressed it to a certain place on his body.

Lin Jing blushed and her neck was red, but she still hesitated and held it gently.

The touch from the palm of his hand was hot and hard, and Lin Jing felt that his whole body was numb. If he was tossed by this thing a few times, he would be crippled if he didn't die, right?

Nervous and blushing, Lin Jing accidentally squeezed it hard, causing someone to gasp.

"Baby, do you have a grudge against me?" Xi Mo held his wrist, dumbfounded.

"Hmm." Lin Jing was at a loss.

"You're actually distracted at such a time?!" Xi Mo gritted his teeth with hatred.

"..." Lin Jing knew she was wrong, and leaned up to kiss his mouth.

Ximo sighed, he really had nothing to do with him.

He bowed his head and kissed deeply again.

"Don't be nervous, baby, no, I'll teach you."

The maid sitting by the door blushed when she heard the panting sound from the bedroom.

After research, historians of later generations concluded that the main reason why the demon army was invincible was because the young officers were extremely brave. Their bravery was not only shown on the battlefield, but even more so on the night before the war!

The Angel Legion will take every time to rest before the battle, but the officers of the Demon Realm are not. On the night before the battle, they are often extremely excited, so that they have to do some wonderful things to vent their excess energy.

This conclusion is by no means fabricated, but has absolute basis!Every maid in the castle can raise their hands and swear that those blushing and heartbeating voices are definitely not their own imaginations, and when cleaning the bedroom every day, they will find all kinds of used packaging in the trash can that you know!

Bad habits are contagious. For example, Han Yifeng was obviously a human before, and he was also an abstinent human!But since he came to the Demon Realm, he is obviously very enthusiastic about certain things, even surpassing the other commanders. Of course, part of the reason is because Tang Tang is too obedient, and he will only cry when he is bullied. I can't help but want to ravage.

"Tangtang." Han Yifeng hugged the little guy and kissed, "When will you grow up a bit, you have always been so small and thin, I feel guilty every time I sleep with you."

Tang Tang lay on the bed and rolled his eyes angrily. Don't do it if you feel guilty!Guilty still weighs on me!Just did it yesterday!I also did it the day before yesterday!Today I clearly promised myself to sleep well!

"Relax baby." Han Yifeng raised his waist.

Tang Tang swayed left and right very uncooperatively, Han Yifeng gritted his teeth, turned over and pressed him into the quilt, the previous tenderness was wiped away.

"Hmm..." Tang Tang wanted to cry but had no tears, "Master, I was wrong..."

Without saying a word, Han Yifeng pulled the quilt to wrap him up.

Entangled overnight, lingering thousands of times.

In Freddy's bedroom, it is rare that there is no R-rated scene.

"Are you going to the battlefield tomorrow?" Freddy leaned on the bed, reaching out to gently stroke his hair.

"Go." Lester nodded.

"Then with me?" Freddy looked at him.

"Well, good." Lester lay on top of him, with his pointed chin resting on his chest.

"Do you want to eat supper?" Freddy said dotingly.

Lester licked his lips, leaned forward and bit his shoulder, took two puffs but stopped again.

"Uh..." Freddy felt guilty, "Does it taste wrong?"

Lester squinted at him.

"I smoked a cigarette today..." Freddy honestly admitted that Lester had a very picky taste, so he couldn't eat spicy condiments, junk food, let alone smoke, because it was said that the taste of blood would get worse.

"Don't drink!" Lester disliked it.

"Angry?" Freddy exasperated.

"Yes!" Queen Leicester was full of aura.

"I was wrong." Freddy went up to rub cheekily, getting more and more angry, and simply grabbed and threw himself down.

"You pervert! I won't do it! Let me go! Take your hands away! Give me back my pajamas! Don't kiss there! Bastard! Mmm... um..."

"Be good, baby." Freddy's eyes were so gentle that they almost melted.

The little reporter lurking outside the window held his cheeks and stared at each other. Oh, the prince and the princess are so in love!

In the bedroom on the other side, Morris was sleeping soundly under the covers.

A black shadow passed by outside the window, and in the blink of an eye, there was an extra person beside the bed, wearing military uniform and riding boots, looking very heroic.

Nuo Lei sat on the edge of the bed and looked at him silently, unwilling to blink.

In his sleep, Morris had long eyelashes, and he was a different person from when he commanded the army to train during the day.

Compared with him hundreds of years ago, he didn't seem to have changed at all. He was still pure and childish, with a little inferiority complex, standing in front of him defenseless.

It's a pity that that time can never go back.

The night wind blew into the window, and Nuo Lei felt his face was cold. After touching it, he realized that his face was already covered with tears.

"I'm sorry." Norley murmured.

Morris rolled over and wrapped himself in the covers.

"Baby, I'm sorry." Nuo Lei hugged him into his arms, knowing that he was resisting in his heart, but he still refused to let go no matter what.

"Go back." Morris said in a faint voice, "We could pretend that nothing happened, we could go to bed and have sex, but you insisted on reminding me again and again, in this case, we will—"

"No." Nuo Lei interrupted him anxiously, for fear of hearing something like "Never see each other again".

"Does it make sense?" Morris looked at him.

"Yes." Nuo Lei shook his hand, "As long as you are willing to give me another chance, just one, the last time, okay?"

"Not good." There was no emotion in Morris' tone.

"I'm sorry." Nuo Lei said with despair in his eyes.

"Go back, I'm tired." Morris looked away.

"... Take a good rest." Nuo Lei felt overwhelming pain in his heart, but he still forced himself to leave the room.

Listening to the soft door lock, Morris closed his eyes, but couldn't fall back asleep.

His hands were tightly clutching the sheets, already covered in cold sweat, and when he let go, he was numb and had no feeling at all.

This night, it seems that everyone will not have good dreams.