The Legend of the Ghost Concubine

Torture is more interesting than killing a person.

That sneer.

Feng Yuer still can't believe that Long Jiu can laugh so indifferently.

Red Nine, how can you forget me?

Feng Xiaoer must see the true face of Long Jiu with his own eyes.

Taking a breath, Feng Xiaoer reached out and quickly stroked the face of Long Jiu. This time it was another bang and the wrist was broken again.

Feng Xiaoer did not hold back the pain and shouted.

Long Jiuyi grabbed Feng's wrist and began to undress his robes. He said: "Since Missy wants this, the king will satisfy you..."

Long Jiu untied his robes, then covered the waist of the phoenix, and pulled it hard. The belt was loose. The dragon nine did not pity the peeling off of the phoenix, and then peeled off the white inside the robes. The blouse, the action was brutal and brutal, and suddenly the clothes on the phoenix's body were opened, revealing the red apron inside. Vaguely visible looting cleavage on the chest.

Long Jiuzhi La La’s details the Feng Yuer at the moment.

Her posture is very soft, her neck is slender, her shoulders are perfect, she is not wide or narrow, her skin is white and shiny, she is as smooth as a bath. She is slim and not thin, and she is full of peaks before xiong. The clavicle is not deep. But just right, the thin place is thin, the fullness of the place is full, the waist is slim and smothered, but the xiong before the surplus rises, the ditch is obvious. The entire upper body is bumpy.

A **** stunner.

It turned out to be hidden.

The thin robe covered her good figure, but I didn't expect that Feng Xiao's slim appearance would take off the clothes.

Dressing was thin and undressed with meat. It is the best body standard for women.

The spring of the garden could not be closed, and the bed was cold and cold.

Being watched naked by Long Jiu, Feng Xiao’s reluctant self-esteem could not bear it, and he turned his face and tried to calm the frenzied heart.

Feng Qier's two wrists were twisted and painful, and there was no resistance. They lowered their hands and covered their chests. From the outside to the bottom of my heart, shivering.

Tired and powerless, the delicate pink lips are bitten, slightly swollen, red, and the lips have bright red blood.

Like a poor kitten, it is pitiful.

The moonlight shines through the window and hits the phoenix's smooth and white skin. In this dark night, it adds tempting charm.

The dragon nine pulls the head of Feng Feng's child, forcing Feng Xiaoer to look at him.

"How? What is the height of this time? Isn't it really wanting?" Long Jiuqi's sarcasm is rude, and there is no pity for men.

The bed bug was originally beautiful and romantic, but at this moment, Feng Xiaoer only felt humiliation.

Feng Xiaoer’s bright big eyes roared with Long Jiu, and his cheeks were so red that he could bleed. Although his arms covered his bare upper body, he still felt like he was stripped of his clothes and was watched by Long Nine naked. An animal for people to play with.

Clearly so cold, Feng Xiaoer feels that the whole body is burning and the roots are hot.

The hot temperature makes Feng Xiaoer's breathing difficult, her lips dry and her tongue can't help but bite her lips and swallow a mouthful of water, otherwise she will die of thirst.

Look in the eyes of Long Jiu.

There was a hot spurt in the throat, and it was actually under the heat... hot?

Long Jiu is unbelievable, he actually reacted?

No woman has ever influenced herself. Although Long Jiu is a man of iron and blood. But one heart is only for revenge. For many years, he has been harsh and tolerant, and has developed a good habit of being uncontained.

In the eyes of Long Jiu, the two people in the world who can influence him are dead.

I don’t want this phoenix...

Is it true that Fei Linshu said that he is a man, when he is male?

In the face of the beautiful beauty like Green Fu, Long Jiu has not been half-hearted, but at this moment facing the naked Feng Xiaoer, Long Jiu naturally produced a man's male reaction.

Feng Xiaoer felt the hot air of the dragon and the sultry sorrows, and his heart was stunned.

Feng Xiaoer reached out and wanted to wear clothes, but was stopped by Longjiu.

Long Jiu grabbed Feng's wrist, and a pair of eyes shot the fire of desire and stared at Feng Xiaoer.

The phoenix licks the pain, bites the lips, the tears in the corners of the eyes, the eyes are covered with fog, and the pity, the bite that has been bitten, is more red and swollen, and the phoenix scent smells its own **** smell.

Longjiu bowed his head and whipped up Feng's chin. He said with a warning: "Do you bite again? Don't want it, this king will help you bite it."

This woman doesn't know how tempting it is to be so grievous in front of a man. What a dangerous thing.

Feng Xiaoer was so scared that he immediately released his lips.

Looking at Long Jiu with doubts, is he caring about her?

However, why did she twist her wrists with such rude pressure?

This cold and hot ghost king is really unpredictable.

When Long Jiu calmed down, he realized the painful expression of Feng Xiaoer, and suddenly let go of the wrist of Feng Xiaoer.

Feng Xiaoer was able to be free, and he could not care about how painful his wrists were. He immediately groped for clothes, but how could Feng Xiaoer’s efforts not be able to lift his strength? Is her hands completely disabled?

Feng Xiaoer was so frustrated and grievous, tears were stored in the shackles, and they dared not bite their lips again, grievances, and wanted to cry but did not dare to cry. delicate and charming.

Feng Xiaoer refused to accept the loss, and kept holding his hands in an unrelenting manner. He raised his hand and wanted to put on his clothes, but he was always powerless. He mentioned that half of the clothes fell and the phoenix was annoyed and shy.

Longjiu's body is hot and hot, Fengqier keeps moving in front of him, causing the dragon and body to be itchy, the lower body is hot and hot, and the temperature can burn the phoenix.

Long Jiu coldly sighed: "Are you going to move again? The king doesn't mind going to you now."

Feng Xiaoer stiffened his body, hanging his weak hands and licking his long eyelashes. Innocent big eyes are watery, stupid looking at Longjiu.

Long Jiuji strongly pressed his teeth and pressed under the heat. He felt that his body was burned by the fire. It was no different from the cold fire of the year, and the burning sensation could burn himself.

It’s really lonely and unbearable.

When the water is hot and hot, it is uncomfortable.

Feng Xiaoer has never seen a man move his lust. It turned out to be so terrible. The fire in those eyes burned, and Feng Xiaoer heard the frantic heartbeat of each other. The hot air of the dragon and nine is sprinkled on the face of Feng Xiaoer. Scared the phoenix, the more the heart beats, the more it seems to jump out.

Plop, plop... so clear, so profound.

At this moment, Feng Xiaoer is really afraid, what is self-respect, what is reluctant to pass through the brain, in Feng Xiaoer's view, nothing is more important than innocence.

Long Jiuyi, who wants to eat her, is terrible.

Feng Xiaoer's eyes are red, his wrists are sore, and he looks at Long Jiu's frown. "Long Jiu, I just want to take off your robes and want to see your back. I don't really want to. And you...the cavern"

At this time, Feng Xiaoer said this sentence, it is undoubtedly fueling the fire.

At the moment of the dragon nine, all the bottom line of the forbearance instantly burst, and a hot heat slammed into the heart, and leaned down, the whole person pressed the phoenix.

Feng Xiaoer’s pupils shrank and they couldn’t move.

The thing that stood between her legs was hard and firm, and it was... hot.

Dragon Nine He... Come true? Really want to go to her?