Sacrifice of evil god

"I said before, I must help Mei Guaner, wipe it off well, well, well. How could... forget this?"

The man's hand finally touched the pair of dogwoods, leading the flirting melody.Two fingers with thin calluses, sometimes roughly, sometimes affectionately, pinch the two fleshy beads up and down, watching them with satisfaction, from the ignorant pink and tender at the beginning, gradually mature, dyed with an intoxicating haze.Those two reds, I don't know if it's the color of the rouge itself, or Qi Mei's sensitivity.In short, the pistil beads are like fire, protruding like fresh plum fruits that are charming and about to drip, tempting to swallow, taste sweet all over, and let you pick them.

"Hmm... ah... um..." Qi Meifeng closed her eyes slightly, drowning in waves of itchy desire.

But just when he was dazed and so excited that he leaned back involuntarily, pushing this body closer to the man behind him, he suddenly felt that there was something hard and iron pressed against his lower back.That is definitely not Tao Tie's meat blade, otherwise, how could it be as cold as a snake, with cunning, moving slowly along his waist through the material, spitting, and wet his clothes.

This time, Tao Tie didn't evade, didn't cover up, just bluntly, let the tempting tongue come out from the skirt of his clothes.

Qi Mei was horrified, even though the answer in her heart was clear and clear, she still couldn't help asking instinctively: "Who are you!"

Tao Tie hugged Qi Mei's chest, preventing him from struggling, and still unceremoniously playing with the two red spots.It's just this time, instead of being patient and tactful, all she used was a flurry of fiddling, but Qi Mei used it very well, her body was so cool that she couldn't control her body, and her feet that were lightly tiptoed on the ground were almost so soft that she could stand still. Can't stop.

Tie in the mirror, withdrew all pretense, squinted at Qi Mei's fierce eyes, watching Qi Mei's fluttering flowers and leaves, and said in a tone of unruffled gloom: "Who am I? Meiguan, Master Qi, from the beginning to the end, I did not hide it from you, did I? Didn’t I tell you clearly my name as early as the first time we met? You should change the question and ask me Do you know... who are you!"

"Ah!" Tie pinched Qi Mei's nipple so hard that it was about to ooze blood.The excruciating pain that pierced through his bones made him cry out suddenly.But then, the strength relaxed again.

"Meiguan, tell me, is there any kind of fool in this world who knows that what is placed in front of him is a cup of poisoned wine to lure him to commit suicide, but still tilts his head up, pretending to drink it willingly, drinking poison to quench his thirst?" After finishing this sentence, he actually grabbed Qi Mei's delicate body and licked the pinched nipple, as if comforting a wounded kitten, and as if he was really tasting a glass of sweet and strong poisonous wine .

Drinking poison, quenching thirst... Isn't it clear what this word means?It turns out that Taotie knew from the very beginning that Qi Mei was the one who came to hunt him.Qi Mei is Taotie's poisoned wine, and Taotie is not to Qi Mei?

All the time these two spent together in the south hall was a contest of hidden needles.True, false, sweet, bitter, light, strong... The two clinked glasses pretendingly in the gesture of crossing glasses with a hidden knife in their smiles. Come on, drink it into your stomach... right?

But Qi Mei suspected that she had really drank a little on the spot without knowing it.The venom has penetrated deep into the bone marrow, mixed with that person's name, and merged into one body.

Tao Tie left just like that.After that lick, it melted into the black mist in front of Qi Mei's eyes.Originally, the evil god would come and go whenever he wanted, coming and going like the wind, freely and casually, how could he stay for a royal hunter who was supposed to be sworn to death?

People say that sorrow of parting and hatred are ulcers that grow in the heart.Qi Mei didn't know how to describe the feeling in his heart. Is it more frustrating from the failure of the trap, or the emptiness of never seeing that person again, which made him feel more uncomfortable?

He only knew that when he was sitting on the ring, facing Liu Lingyan, who was thinking hard, like a numb puppet, he didn't care about the grains, there was only a blank silence in his heart.

The black, white and white in his eyes blurred together and merged into a piece of no longer distinct rebellion.How can things in the world be as simple as black and white?Like good and evil, like positions, like Taotie's position in his heart.There were huge crowds of people under the stage, but the shadow of that person was no longer to be found.

As Taotie predicted, even if Qi Mei played with her toes, her chess strength was much higher than that of Liu Lingyan.The competition ended with him winning two out of three rounds.Of course, the eager people did not wait for Qi Mei's so-called first night auction.

Liu Lingyan raised her brows upside down, clutching her chest and frowning, as if she was about to faint.In Qi Mei's eyes, she didn't feel the joy of her opponent at all.The thing that promised the bustard is done.Taotie is gone, so he should go too.

If the flowers in the south hall were once blooming, then the spring will be over, so thank you.

"The Sacrifice of the Evil God" Ancient Chapter · Season [-] · Flowers in the South Hall are blooming, it's over.