The Anarchic Consort

The Barry Gregory came back from the Qing Palace very late. It was not difficult to deal with the emperor. It was just a stay and an afternoon, but he was a little bit bored.

Especially in the other party's words, the words in the line are saying that he lost his martial arts.

Oh, but I want to stop him from getting the position of Chu Jun.

For the past few years, he has not been tired of the same means.

The teenager sneered a little, his left hand untied the coat of bristles on his body, but frowned at the quietness of the room.

Going a few steps forward, there is still no one.

Even the stoves on the sandalwood table are cool.

Suddenly, a familiar fear filled the bottom of my heart from the bottom of my heart.

The teenager only felt that his body was cold and his head became heavy.

Is it coming again?

Can you disappear without saying?

The boy took a deep breath and his fingers slowly tightened.

enough.

Really enough.

Not a woman?

More obedient than her, there are many people who are better than her.

No matter who she is.

After she had been messing up with him, she couldn’t say anything.

This was the case before, and even more so now.

No big deal, just change one.

I think so in my head, but the actual pain that is revealed is so obvious.

I can't suppress it.

The teenager held his forehead with one hand, and hehehe laughed, then he lowered his voice: "Come on!" Although the stove is cold, but the temperature is still there, she should not go far!

The young man thought about this, but when he looked up, he saw the figure coming out of the corner.

She seems to have just woken up, still wearing a blanket on her body, so she looked at him so slyly, probably thinking that his sentence: "coming people" is calling her.

"Do you want to drink tea?" Drinking tea is the habit of Bailijiajue, especially in the winter, Helen Weiwei reached out and touched the teapot: "It is already cold, I am going to make people hot."

Only when her steps were not taken, she was taken from behind and placed on the nearest chaise longue.

Followed by a hot kiss, gradually madly attacking the city.

On the kiss technique, Helian Weiwei is fundamentally not able to reach the Bailijiajue.

The chest was pressed by his hot chest, and the tall body was getting hotter and hot, almost burning her.

His hand slipped through her back and fell to the softness of her chest, gently holding it, as if using strength.

Helen Weiwei was stretched out in an instant and wanted to go backwards.

He did not allow, the big palm held her back of the head, the tip of the tongue with a cool tea fragrance, infiltrated her breath.

Helen Weiwei didn't know how it happened. It was just when she came back to God, he was already pressed into the soft mane. He gasped and rolled hot, watching her eyes burn and mad.

Helen Weiwei opened his mouth and wanted to talk, but he leaned over and blocked it, then slowly moved down, from the neck to the white chest, biting or licking or kissing.

When the electric shock like electric shock slipped, Helen Weiwei only felt that her body was a little soft, but her thoughts were still clear and her long legs were arched.

She went to push him. He couldn’t seem to control it. He held her two arms on his head and the other hand went down. The deep-eyed eyes were full of indulgence: "Reject me?"

Helen Weiwei smelled his unusual suffocation, calm and calm, and sighed: "I am not the palace lady of your house, nor the one of the Helian family. You are so excessive."

"Excessive?" Baili Jiajue buried in her neck and continued: "The person who provoked me in the past is you. Since it is provoked, why not stay, give me some hope, and then push me to hell, Is this interesting?"

At that time, how arrogant her appearance was.

It was like a dawning light, shining through the heavy haze into his heart.

Everyone is against him, whether it is the prostitute who is with him or his biological mother.

As long as she will sleep before kissing, kiss his mouth.

She is the only warmth he can catch, but it is not for him.

How happy he was once, how embarrassing the answer would be.

For her, he is just a soul fragment, is not even an independent person can not count.

Eight years ago, he only had her less than ten days, but that person had a lot of her time.

They even became married.

Will she go to kiss that person like he is?

Of course, even when she is not awake, she will be regarded as that person...

The Baili Jiajue sneered a sneer, like laughing at himself, his voice sinking: "Since I am gone, why are you coming back?"

Helen Weiwei hangs down: "You know the reason."

"Want to let the temple go back to you?" Bai Lijiajuhu was to be swallowed up by the inner darkness. He thought there would be some other answers, but in fact... does he only have such a role?

Helen Weiwei was completely shaken by the coldness and indifference in his eyes. He was about to get up. No matter what he turned over, his legs were opened, his feet were pressed under his body, and his left hand held his shoulder: "Then will you go back with me?"

"No." The voice of the Barry Gregory was cold to the extreme, and the light in the shadow was completely dark and did not move.

There are some worries in He Lianweiwei's mouth: "Is it because you found the reason you must leave? Even the first kiss was given. It is estimated that I don't want to go back with me."

"First kiss..." The sly of the Bailijiajue suddenly lit up again, tightening her wrists: "What is the relationship between the first kiss of the temple and you? Why do you care so much?"

Helen Weiwei was hurt by his awkwardness and had not protested.

It was pulled back into the arms by the Barry Gregory, and floated into the ear: "Who are you the first relative of this temple?"

How did she know? In fact, Helen Weiwei was curious from the past, not saying that a certain highness does not like to be close to a woman. Why is it so good when she is with her...

"It's you, from a very early age, this temple is thinking, how to kiss you, how to use your tongue to rub your lips, will let you show other expressions, oh, you seem surprised, boy It’s already mature, and it’s normal to have no teacher in this area.” The eyes of Bai Lijiaju are getting closer and closer to Helen Weiwei. She can even feel the breath when he speaks, as if he was hitting her. On the lips, she lost some strength on her legs.

"Of course, just kissing is not enough. If it is not the day you come back, if so many people are there, I can press you on the sandalwood table and open your body to do whatever you want, so that you have no possibility of rejection." The sound was clear and indifferent, but with an inexplicable sense of strength, Helen Weiwei felt that the whole person seemed to be being hit...