The Anarchic Consort

Helen Weiwei had a flushed cheek on her cheeks, and her breath was a little hot. She frowned slightly and muttered something in her mouth. She didn’t know what it was. The young body was in the moonlight, just like being planted with some kind of taboo. Curse.

The love that has never been seen before makes the eyes of the Bailijiajue become like a guessless night, bringing out a strong demon coolness: "Who is the name you just called?"

"Don..." Helen Weiwei closed his eyes, and his words were unclear and weak.

But Bai Lijiajue still heard that it was a man's name.

The next moment, he pinched the chin of Helen Vivi, the thin lips pressed up, the devastating savage, the overbearing teeth, the anger of the tongue spread into the other's mouth.

"Well.."

The voice of Helen Vivi, listening to the ears of the Bailijiajue, became a deadly temptation.

He kissed deeper, just like proclaiming his ownership.

In the confusion, Helian Weiwei felt that the slippery thing in the mouth was not very annoying, the feeling of numbness, soft, sweet, like in the glutinous rice, she opened her mouth, and the tongue of Bailijiajue quickly Wrapped up, fingers pressed her back of the head, do not feel uncomfortable, do not feel uncomfortable, his hands are not idle, the thumb and index finger gently pinch the softness of Helen Weiwei.

Helian Weiwei couldn't bear the pressure and slowly slipped down until she hung on the other's arm, and her body was weak and weak, like she was soaked in warm hot water, and her breathing became a little bit. Stabilized.

The Barry Gregory picked her up and placed it on her long legs, her thin lips across her ears: "This temple is no matter who you used to see." His fingers shifted to the softness of her left, like a laugh. I laughed awkwardly and vigorously: "But your future is here."

The Bailijiajue lifted Helianweiwei, and the lips passed over. The teeth bite gently in her heart: "You can only hold the temple!"

In the confusion, Helian Weiwei felt that there was a moist and smooth thing sliding on his chest. Finally, a forceful, itchy and painful stimulation made Helian Weiwei unable to bow his body: "Well..." The body is abnormal, and it is soft by the singer, and Helen Weiwei always feels that it can't tell the itch.

The cool cold and close contact with her body made her back have a happy shudder. She couldn't help but only wanted to bite her thin lips.

When the Baili Jiajue looked at her movements, she suddenly sank her eyes and pressed her between her legs. She rubbed the almost crazy place through her clothes, and then I decided to go in. !

But in the next moment, Jun face iron blue to the extreme.

Only because of Herrenweiwei’s subconscious consciousness, the long legs were bent.

The pain caused the shackles of the Bailijiajue to become bloodthirsty in an instant: "Good, very good, it is the prey in the temple."

Helen Weiwei wrinkled Liu Mei and snorted, as if the movement of the curved leg was not what she did.

The Baili Jiajue smiled coldly, and his interest was nothing but his interest was even stronger.

She did not wake up, but in the case of drunkenness, she can still attack others.

As far as he knows, there are not many people like the War Dragon Empire.

The long narrow scorpion of the Bailijias sank, watching the people rolling over, simply reaching out and stopping the people back. The soft and soft feeling in the arms was really good.

He was thinking, should you let the shadow make the golden cage in the palace as soon as possible, in that case, when he wants to hold his pet, he can hug her.

Well, especially as it is now, she doesn't have any unsightly clothes on her body.

However, at this time, Helen Weiwei suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the Bailijiajue. He muttered very lowly: "I want to vomit."

"He Liwei Wei! You dare!" Bai Lijiajue has always changed his face, and his face has changed. His snoring has just fallen, and the robes are stained with thick wine stains!

Then, he is all dead!

"Hehehe, so comfortable." Helen Weiwei yawned, bent his head and continued to sleep, even more than just sleeping.

The Baili Jiajue looked at her side face, and the deep scorpion seemed to have a cold mist, and it was frozen three feet. No one dared to enter.

boom!

In the corner of the corner, Nangong Lie, who was listening to the movement, was suddenly struck by a sudden kick.

However, his ridiculous face should not be divided. The light flashed across the handsome face of Bai Lijiajue, and his mouth was bent: "How? Aju, is it comfortable? But strange, are you so fast?"

"If I were you, I would choose to shut up now." The singer of Bai Lijiajue was so depressing that Nangong could not help but shrink his neck.

But the natural curiosity still makes him not afraid of death and continues to ask: "No? Is it because you are not close to female color for so many years, is it because it is too fast? No, it is not right. I just heard your voice, What Helen Weiwei, you dare! It’s hard to be!” Nangong’s glory is bright and full of enthusiasm: “I’m not sure, you’re really strong, she’s so fast?”

The Barry Gregory slowly glanced at him, and then, one foot opened the man and walked with no expression.

Nangong Lie was dizzy for a while: "Hey, hey, Ah, what are you taking off, vomit! What is this taste!"

Nangong looked at the outer shirt that was covered by the top of his head. When he smelled the alcohol on the top, he uncomfortably wrinkled his eyebrows.

"She spit the dirt." Bai Lijiajue looked down at the Nangong Lie, who was constantly tossing on the ground, and his tone was not cold.

Nan Gonglie froze in an instant, clutching the clothes on his face, and his face was as ugly as a hard-pressed person who was forced to swallow a fly.

but……

Looking at the dawn of his friend’s apparent dissatisfaction, Nan Gonglie laughed very sympathetically: "You mean that you originally wanted to do it, but the result was spit, hahahaha, what do I say? She is the one who gave birth to your red dragonfly, you still don't believe it!"

Hey!

It’s another foot.

The Bailijiajue stepped directly on the back of Nangong Lie, and the side face was cold, and the thin lips evoked the arc of the evil spirits: "Right, how many Tangs are in the capital?"

"Son's name?" Nan Gonglie simply sat on the ground, and the ink ran down to the grass with his side chin movement: "It seems not, but..."

The glory of the Bailijia faintly turned back: "What?"

"The second surname of Kurosawa is Tang." Nan Gonglie took off the leaves on his head and said nothing.

The tone of Bai Lijiajue cooled down: "How do you say that?"

To the reader's words: The policy has come down. The bookstore is self-examination inside. It is said that it will not be allowed to kiss in the future, so an author is in the process of editing, um, what? Thank you, the support of the girls, touch the head, our slogan is Shimizu (say out An author of this sentence is decadent, touch your head, hope to finish it soon, love you)