Douluo: My Sharingan is not serious

Star Luo Empire.

In the secret room of the Zhu family and the eldest lady Zhu Zhuyun.

The bathtub without any barrier in the corner, the stone table in the middle, the bed slightly against the wall...

Every area is unobstructed and interconnected.

It's midnight.

The teapot on the table is steaming.

The azure boy sat at the table, quietly waiting for the target person to appear.

Sipping tea quietly and looking at the picture album on the table.

Although there is no other color, just black lines.

But it can still be seen.

The figure painted in it is himself.

Da da!

The high heels poked the ground, echoing in the slightly dark secret room.

Just listen to the footsteps.

You can feel the cold temperament of the person coming.

The graceful shadows swayed under the dim light.

Zhu Zhuyun walked into his comfort zone with an expressionless face.

She still has short black short hair. Under the short hair, her face loses a bit of the gentleness of a girl, but adds a bit of unique solemnity and majesty.

Her facial features are exquisite and delicate, her clear eyes are sharp and energetic, her high-pitched nose gives her face a three-dimensional look, and her thin lips are as delicate as petals.

She is a few years older than Zhuqing, and her figure is undoubtedly more popular, full of the charm of a mature woman.

The clothes that wrapped around her delicate body were held up high, and the neckline was slightly open, revealing the delicate lace.

This outfit is both dignified and charming, making it impossible to look away.

The lower body is a pair of leather pants that cling to her slender and shapely legs, showing off her perfect figure to the fullest.

The tall figure twists at the waist when taking steps.

The plump upper body couldn't help but tremble slightly, and the straight and soft buttocks flexed from side to side.

The steps are light and powerful.

Exuding confidence and charisma with every step.

Her eyes were invincible, with a touch of disdain, but also a bit tired. She looked like a queen or a royal sister, and her whole body exuded strength, determination and courage.

I just entered the secret room and haven't taken two steps yet.

Zhu Zhuyun's eyes flashed with sharp light, and the loud cat cry resounded.

Meow!

Purple light flashed, Zhu Zhuyun had entered the state of possession by the martial spirit.

After concealing two yellows, two purples, and four soul rings hovering.

Purple cat ears stand up on its head, and behind it is a swaggering hook-shaped cat tail. Cat claws grow on its hands, and its eyes are of different colors.

"who is it?!"

Zhu Zhuyun shouted coldly, twisted his body towards the stone table, and crawled slightly, already entering a fighting state.

What appeared in front of me was a flash of blue.

The alertness and coldness in Zhu Zhuyun's eyes immediately collapsed.

"Xiao Qiu?!"

He was stunned for a moment in confusion, and then a charming smile appeared on his face.

"Is Sister Zhuyun still practicing at this late hour?"

Ye Qiu held the hot tea in his hand, raised the cup to Zhu Zhuyun, and placed it gently on the opposite side.

Uh-huh!

Zhu Zhuyun's body pulled out an afterimage in the air and was already in front of Ye Qiu.

The sharp cat claws gently slid on Ye Qiu's chest and face.

The tip of his tall nose twitched as he sniffed the longing fragrance in the air, even wanting to stick to Ye Qiu's face.

There seemed to be some disbelief on his face.

"Xiaoqiu~ You actually took the initiative to come to me, sister, did I have a dream?"

"of course not."

Ye Qiu smiled and was forced to fall back slightly by the plump body, the fragrant fragrance and the warmth.

"That's good, that's good."

The sharp claws on Zhu Zhuyun's index finger gently lifted Ye Qiu's chin.

"I miss you so much."

Ye Qiu was a little distracted by the fiery breath.

"Sister Zhuyun, why don't you sit down first and then talk?"

Zhu Zhuyun did not answer, but frowned, buried his head in Ye Qiu's neck, took a bite, and then stuck out his tongue and wandered around for a while.

"Tsk, why does it smell like another woman? It's not Zhuqing's. She must be a young woman."

Zhu Zhuyun teased, then hugged Ye Qiu's head and pushed it against his tight, narrow chest.

There was a little squeaking in the mouth and nose, exhaling hot air, and jokingly said:

"Xiaoqiu didn't do anything bad and seduced a married woman, right?"

"I already have Zhuqing and the others, so why would I want to hook up with a married woman?"

Ye Qiu's voice was irritated and a little stuffy.

He just slept in the same bed with Tang Yuehua, put her to sleep, and came over to inform her of what would happen in the next two days.

I can't stand the soft touch on both sides of my cheeks.

Ye Qiu pressed his soft waist with both hands, and the heat hung above his palms, seeming to be able to touch the corners.

He wanted to push Zhu Zhuyun's fiery body back.

"Sister Zhuyun, you'd better let go of me first, I can't breathe."

"Haha. That's it, okay then."

Zhu Zhuyun blushed and let go of Ye Qiu, holding his tender face. He lowered his head and couldn't hide his shyness in his eyes. His voice was full of tenderness and softness, which seemed to be able to draw strings.

Breathing the fragrant wind towards Ye Qiu's face.

"By the way, Xiaoqiu, do you want to see my big-breasted cat take a bath? Seven cats are wiping each other~"

That alluring voice.

Naturally, it brought back Ye Qiu's memories and fantasies.

Just thinking about the scene of seven pairs of big-breasted cats bathing and making love in the mist, shaking their buttocks, holding up their breasts, or twisting their hips is enough to make your blood boil.

Ye Qiu, who had once been lucky enough to see two sisters and fourteen pairs of cats dancing together, was immediately aroused and felt a little uncomfortable in his body.

Ye Qiu's face showed a bit of embarrassment, he moved slightly and said angrily:

"Sister Zhuyun, stop making trouble. I'll come over and have a cup of tea with you. I'll leave later."

"Um?"

Zhu Zhuyun looked at the dots of color on Ye Qiu's face, and couldn't help but reveal a bit of pride in his charming silky eyes. He lowered his eyes and his face turned red when he saw the majestic body.

In my heart, I was very satisfied with Ye Qiu's reaction.

With a seductive smile on his lips, he gently let go of Ye Qiu.

"Okay. Then I won't tease you."

Zhu Zhuyun stepped back, put away his martial spirit, and sat not far away.

The straight and well-proportioned legs were placed on Ye Qiu's legs. The high heels were still on the ground, and the well-proportioned jade feet seemed to crush Ye Qiu's arrogant arrogance.

"Hi~Sister Zhuyun!"

Ye Qiu's face turned red, and he hunched his body and backed away.

"What's wrong? Does it hurt you?"

Zhu Zhuyun stopped exploring with his feet, with some concern and apology in his eyes.

"No, no."

Ye Qiu shook his head.

Zhu Zhuyun's movements were very light, not to mention that he only pulled his clothes and affected himself, so he would not hurt himself at all.

"That's fine, I'll just leave it here. It shouldn't matter, right?"

After hearing Ye Qiu's answer, Zhu Zhuyun became bold again, straightened his legs and stood on tiptoes.

When the hot temperature came from his toes, Zhu Zhuyun couldn't help but grit his teeth slightly, his red lips twitching, his arms resting on the table, staring at Ye Qiu with a charming face.

"Uh-huh!"

Zhu Zhuyun, who was already charming, suddenly let out a muffled groan, his face became more colorful, his delicate body trembled slightly, and the tips of his ears seemed to be bleeding.

Ye Qiu has already held her beautiful feet. (End of chapter)