The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

The hot big hand was pressed on the slender, ungrimacing waist, and it was gently kneaded. The man’s voice was deep: "Do you say it?"

The screaming exclamation, the soft voice of Wu Hao, can not be said, it is like a feather gently swaying the heart, itching, the whole body of fire is burning, and can no longer control.

The eyes of Ji Mingyu are all terrible, and the deepest part is burning with the burning fire of desire. The original will and resistance can no longer be supported.

I obviously realized that Ji Ming’s expression was not right. Her face was white, and her hands were pushed back to the man’s chest. The voice shook slightly: “Ji Ming, I... I am thirsty, I want to drink water. ""

In the eyes of Ji Ming, the fire was burning, it was more prosperous than just now, but looking at the girl’s pale face and pity looking at her own eyes, he could only take a deep breath and force the body to spurt ~ Looking up and going to pour water.

Awkward and sweet smile on his face.

When Ji Ming was careful to feed her to drink, the smile was even more brilliant.

She dared to swear like this, and she was irresponsible to "open", because she knew that although Ji Mingfu said that he was arrogant, he never really forced himself, and would not hurt himself.

Just like his icy hell, his consciousness was completely engulfed, and at that moment, he never hurt himself.

This man, how much I love myself!

How lucky is she to meet him, after many twists and turns, can he be with him?

Just smiling and drinking water, suddenly a big hand pressed on her waist and gently sliding down.

The face was stiff and almost knocked over the tea bowl in the handle.

In the ear, there was a whispering voice of Ji Ming, "Xi Er, last night... is it still hurting?"

Of course, I know what Ji Ming is saying, and my face is red.

If it is not the opportunity to enter the space today, she can't wait to get into the space immediately, and don't come out to see this shameless and rogue man for a few days.

Ji Ming’s heart is a bit strange.

Although he was a bit of Menglang last night, there were some animals, and he was not restrained... Cough, but after all, it was a monk, or a monk in the Mahayana period. He had a wooden root. It is reasonable to say that this injury should have healed.

Perhaps, Xier is deliberately not treating this injury, want to make him pity?

Ji Ming’s eyebrows brought a little smile, and the gentle water spirit gathered at the fingertips and sent toward the body.

However, under this delivery, Ji Ming’s face suddenly changed.

With his cultivation, now in the realm of God is standing at the top of the top.

Even if it is only a little watery power, for the Siamese monks, it is like a sea of ​​oceans, he must be carefully controlled, in order to prevent his majestic spiritual power from rushing into the meridians, making her feel pain.

However, just at the moment he sent the spiritual power into it, he actually felt that his spiritual power was like a mud cow entering the sea, and the time disappeared without a trace.

However, the original little spiritual reason should be able to make the wound on the sputum healed. However, his spiritual power is input into the sputum, and the wound on the sputum, including the wound on the neck, is actually changing. nor.

Ji Ming’s hand trembled, and the whole body seemed to be entangled in the puddle of the icy, and the coldness that infiltrated the bone marrow made his face pale as paper.