Demon King’s Political Marriage

Ye Fan only felt a current flowing through the bottom of his heart, and he began to lick and bite almost instinctively.

There has never been such a soft thing, which can cause such a tsunami-like tide, the other party ’s lips are so soft, the taste can hardly be described by words.

Ye Fan involuntarily reached out and held the face of the person in front of him, sucking even harder. He felt the fire in his body burning in flames and wanted more.

So he stuck out his tongue and tried to enter the deeper forbidden area.

But they met the opposition.

Wu Xingyun was really surprised. He was attacked and succeeded!

When his head was still cyanotic, he felt that Ye Fan's entire body had leaned over, and the rapid sound of his breath made it impossible to see directly.

Just as Wu Xingyun wanted to say something, the other side's tongue had penetrated before he opened his mouth.

Very clumsy, unskilled, but enthusiastic.

Seems to be exhausting his whole body, sucking, catching up.

This enthusiasm made Wu Xingyun feel panic and discomfort. He wanted to dodge, but he couldn't dodge at all. His tongue was entangled by the other person at once. It was a feeling of chest tightness and almost choking.

Immediately, he felt that there was something hard underneath the other side, and it was hot and hot. The other side held it very hard, as if he wanted to embed himself in the bone marrow.

Wu Xingyun didn't dare to struggle hard. He was worried that the movement of the two would wake Luo Luoguo. If someone saw this scene, they would be ashamed of his family.

However, his indulgent and ambiguous attitude has inspired Ye Fan a hundred times. Ye Fan began to slide down while holding Wu Xingyun's hand, but did not dare to overdo it. He just placed it on the other side's waist and held it tightly. Live, keep kissing.

Only after kissing Wu Xingyun was about to suffocate, Ye Fan let it go.

In the night, the other's lips were slightly swollen by their own kisses, with a confused look in their eyes, and a slender silver wire was pulled out of the two lips, showing what had just happened.

Ye Fan felt that the person in his arms was nothing short of tiresome. He felt that something had hit his heart in this instant, and his voice was hoarse and he whispered, "Yun ... I like you, I like you ..."

Wu Xingyun's eyes were a little confused, and at that moment, he also remembered the person in front of him, who had expressed his confession.

"It doesn't matter if you don't like me, I like you enough."

"Anyway, I'll always be there for you, so that's fine."

"You will always live here in the future. Beside me, I like you."

But in the end, it changed to something else.

Who said, let yourself go, don't let yourself go?

And who said that he doesn't deserve the same looks as his first love?

Finally, who tied him up and said that he would never forgive him if he wanted to take him back to Yuan Xing?

Wu Xingyun lowered her eyes slightly, and there was a hint of darkness in her eyes.

He always used the word "like" to himself. He used to like himself as a kitten or puppy, but now he ...

Wu Xingyun gently pushed Ye Fan away, and remained silent for a while, saying, "You will meet someone you really love in the future. I'm just a passerby. Don't say you like me, I ... don't like to listen to such words."

Ye Fanchen looked at Wu Xingyun, only to feel that a basin of cold water was pouring over, this is-was it rejected?

Is it the rhythm of falling in love before you start your first love?

Ye Fan said aloud, he turned to Wu Xingyun, squatted down, looked at his eyes, and said word by word, "It doesn't matter ... Anyway, I like you ..."

After two thousand years, exactly the same words come from the same person.

What did he do after he said this? How did he plead with him in a low voice, but what answer did he get?

"This is how we get along in the future, you have to get used to it."

Wu Xingyun only felt that his heart was full of indignation, especially when watching Ye Fan's tendency to kiss again, Wu Xingyun suddenly reached out and grabbed Ye Fan's collar, and he just slap in his face: "Don't like me!"

Ye Fan only felt the hot cheek pain, he bit his lip slightly, his eyes were very stubborn.

Wu Xingyun's face rose into a purple cyan, and his shot was very heavy, without any worries: "No more than five meters away from me in the future!"

Slap, another slap.

"Don't hold me to sleep again!"

"Nothing to feed me!"

"Don't call me Yun!"

"Don't kiss me and touch me!"

"Not allowed ..."

Ye Fan did not speak or dodge, leaving Wu Xingyun to beat him at will.

In the end, Wu Xingyun was tired, kicked Ye Fan, and said fiercely, "No more like me! Otherwise I will kill you!"

At the end, add another sentence: "Don't think I dare not, I will say it!"

Ye Fan didn't dare to come forward anymore, he squatted silently behind the big rock, watching the back of Wu Xingyun in the night.

The back seemed to tremble slightly, was that ... sad?

Ye Fan felt that although he had just been hit, he didn't feel much pain.

But now, when I saw the other person's back, squatting alone in the night, as if an injured puppy was crying, I felt the feeling of distress for the first time.

He hesitated for a long time, but decided to walk over.

"I'm sorry ..." Ye Fan said, "Shouldn't make you angry, don't worry, it won't happen again. I ... won't cause you any trouble."

Wu Xingyun didn't look back, he just stood up, his voice a little indifferent: "Then it's best, I won't love you, it will never be possible."