The Phoenix Arises

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The faint scent of wine mixed with her unique fragrance, and the heart of Xuanyuan ink was slammed down, so that he could not stop. Holding the little man in his arms, he kissed her gently and meticulously.

Two glasses of wine under the belly, the little face of Duanmu became red, and his head began to become dizzy, apparently a little drunk.

Xuanyuan ink's hot kiss made her fascinated, slowly closing her eyes, and couldn't help but start kissing him back.

Feeling that her little tongue was actively entangled with him, Xuanyuan ink's heart slammed, followed by a more fanatical kiss.

The temperature in the room is getting higher and higher, and the atmosphere of the two is getting more and more disordered.

Xuanyuan ink slowly opened his eyes, and the pair of amber scorpions had already been loved.

Looking at the woman who has turned into a pool of spring water in her arms, the dawn of Xuanyuan ink has deepened again. Lifting his hand gently removes the phoenix crown on her head, and the long hair of the ink instantly falls like a waterfall.

The movement of Xuanyuan Mo, let Duanmu a little awake, blinking in confusion, \"A Xue.\"

The face that is stained with redness is full of emotions. The purplish sputum, the slightly red and swollen powder lips, and the flirtatious call, each has a deadly appeal to Xuanyuan ink.

Directly lift her up, swing the auspicious fruit on the bed, and gently put her on the bed.

The long hair of the ink is spread like a silk on the big red bed. The black and red visual impact once again makes Xuanyuan's eyes darker, and leans over to cover her delicate body.

Looking at Xuanyuan ink, which is getting closer and closer to himself, Duanmu squats nervously, his hands clinging to the red sheets under his body, and even the breathing begins to become rushed.

Seeing the tension of Duanmu, Xuanyuan ink leaned down and kissed her eyebrows, "I don't want to be afraid..."

The dull and charming voice, as if there is a special kind of magic, instantly smoothed the tension of Duanmu.

Feeling that Duanmu relaxed, Xuanyuan ink leaned over and kissed her red lips.

The ultimate gentleness, as if afraid of breaking the most precious treasure under him.

Kiss, slowly leave her lips, and then wandering between her white slender neck, leaving a mark of love.

Duanmu squat slowly closed his eyes and trembled to bear his love.

The long, curled eyelashes, as she breathed a little, trembled slightly, and the blush on her cheeks made her skin as delicate and lovely as a petal.

Looking at the fairy under the clear spirit like a fairy, the little man who looks like a night elf, Xuanyuan ink breathe a sigh, Zhang mouth. Contains her small earlobe, sticking out her tongue and licking her ear tip.

\"Hmm...\" The ultimate sensation of the sensation, let Duanmu stunned, low.

Xuanyuan ink was tight in the lower abdomen, and the charming low. The snoring ignited all the desires in his body. More effortlessly kissing the little man underneath, the big hand did not consciously start moving in the middle of her petite.

Duanmu only felt a heat wave rushing in her body, letting her want more and more. The body unconsciously bowed slightly, and his hands began to unconsciously explore the clothes of Xuanyuan ink. The slender ten fingers instinctively stroked on his strong chest.

Duanmu’s subconscious movements caused Xuanyuan’s anger to surge, and the burning sensation in the body almost burned his reason.

The kiss became more hot and wild, almost to eat her whole into the belly.

The clothes of the two men became less and less, and soon Xuanyuan ink faded out of the clothes, revealing his bare bare chest, and the end of the wooden coffin is also half-baked in the clothes, the red belly pocket inside is vivid, let Xuanyuan ink bleed again. Ups and downs.

The finger gently touched his right shoulder, and the still bumpy touch made the Duanmu slamming his eyes.

When you see the familiar tooth print, the end of the wood is apricot. How come, how is this tooth print so clear? Was she biting too heavy at the beginning?

\"Here, why isn't it still good?\" Duanmu 汐 gently rubbed the tooth print, with a feeling of love. The voice filled with distress.

Xuanyuan ink looked down at the tooth print on his right shoulder, and amber light flashed through the amber scorpion, but did not speak.

Duanmu still caressed the tooth print and looked at Xuanyuan Modao. "Is it still hurting? I have medicine here, I will give it to you."

Duanmu said that he wanted to get up, but he was stopped by Xuanyuan ink.

\"No, this imprint can never be eliminated.\" The dull voice with unrequited love. Desire.

Duanmu was surprised and heard how, even if she had bitten the blood, it would not be so serious! How can you stay?

\"Sorry...\" The deep purple scorpion flashed with tears. She didn't know it would be so serious, although it was just a small scar, but it left a scar on him.

Looking at the tears in Duanmu's eyes, Xuanyuan's heart slammed a pain, leaning over and gently kissing her eyes.

\"Stupid, this imprint is my deliberate use of mysterious reinforcement, I do not want it to disappear."

\"Why?\" Duanmu was stunned. She didn't understand. He forgot her, forgot the day, and why he left this tooth print.

Xuanyuan Mowen heard, Shuguang fretting, \"Because you, because it is what you left behind.\"

When she left it, it was because of her tears that made him want to leave it. Today, her words also made him more sure of the tooth mark on his right shoulder, which she left behind.

Duanmu sings, and his mind flashed a thought quickly.

\"A Xue, have you recovered your memory?\" Some excited voices with surprises and hopes.

Looking at Duanmu's double-crystal bright purple eyes, Xuanyuan ink eyes flashed slightly, \"I have no memory loss."

Duanmu 汐 heard that the original bright eyes changed again, and the lips evoked a self-deprecating smile. "Yes, I forgot, you have no memory loss." "Just don't remember her."

Duanmu pulls his own messy clothes, turns his back to Xuanyuan, and shrinks himself into a small group.

The little back, it looks so lonely, helpless.

Xuanyuan ink's heart is like what is torn hard, pain, and pain.

Gently hug her from behind, bury her face in her hair, muttering, "I'm sorry..."

Sorry, he forgot her, I am sorry, he forgot everything that happened between them, I am sorry... He does not know what else to say besides saying sorry?

Sorry for the gentleness, let Duanmu’s heart **** and the tears in his eyes slipped down in an instant.

Feeling that the tender body in the arms is trembled, Xuanyuan ink's heart can not restrain the pain, the pain of the cone heart is more and more fierce, like the gushing water, almost drown him.

When she reached out and gently turned her body over, when she saw the little face with tears in her face, Xuanyuan’s heart hurt so much that she could not breathe.

Leaning and kissing the tears on her face, little by little, like to tear all her tears.

The gentleness of Xuanyuan Mo made Duanmu like a child who was aggrieved, and cried in the arms of Xuanyuan Mo. The tears that spurt like a waterfall seem to be all the anxiety in these days, all fear and helplessness, all the sadness is flowing out of the eyes.

The hot tears fell on the ground, as if not falling on his chest, but falling on his heart, making his heart burn like a fire. Tightly, holding a woman in her arms, as if to integrate her into her bones.

The night was very long, and this night Xuanyuan ink was so tightly holding the end of the wood, and stayed up all night.

In the moonlight, a man in black is standing quietly in the corner, looking at the direction of the snow owl. There is a blessing and a touch of sadness in the dark green.

Not far from the wind, Xi Fan saw the lonely figure in the moonlight and turned away.

When it appeared again, there were two more altars in his hands. Go to Lian Zhengyu and throw one of them at him. "Go, drink."

Lian Zhengyu looked at the jar of wine in his hand and looked up in the direction of Xueyuju. He turned his head and nodded to Fengxifan.

The two did not choose another place, but went directly to the roof.

Feng Xifan looked at the moon in the sky and took a drink of his hand. "You like her."

Lian Zhengyu did not answer, just looked at the direction of the snow scorpion and quietly drank the wine.

Lian Zhengyu does not speak, Feng Xifan is not angry, know that he is not a multi-speaker, the alumni who had been in the college for several years, they have said a handful.

\"I also like her." "Whether Lian Zhengyu is listening, Feng Xifan said to himself."

Lian Zhengyu heard the words of drinking, but still did not speak.

\"But I have given up.\" Feng Xifan looked at the moon, his eyes became blurred, \"She is like the moon in this sky, pure and beautiful, cold and noble, but it is too far away from me, even if she is exhausted I can never get close, I will always look far away, so I gave up.\"

Feng Xifan said that he had drunk a sip of wine.

Lian Zhengyu heard the moon in the sky, and the moon slowly turned into a raft, and the lips were unconsciously raised slightly.

\"I won't give up, I will always guard her around her."

The voice is very light, as if it is in the wind and the West, as if to tell yourself.

Feng Xifan turned to look at Lian Zhengyu. Under the moonlight, his face was so holy and beautiful.

At this moment he admired him and admired his courage and perseverance. Perhaps only those who are determined and persistent, and who have no evil thoughts, are most qualified to stay with her to guard her.

At the wedding banquet of the Wangfu House, Xuanyuan filled the glass with a glass of wine.

He wants to get drunk, but no matter how much he drinks, he can't get drunk. He is sore, his heart hurts, and he is so suffocated.

Slammed up and swayed out.

\"Second Emperor.\"

When the minister at the same table saw it, he immediately stepped forward and helped him, but he was pushed away by him. "Go away, leave me alone."

I didn't walk a few steps, but I ran into a person.

A dizzy head, looking at it, is a woman, a beautiful woman, and still very familiar.

Merlot squinted at the man who was swaying in front of his eyes. He said nothing, and the sleeves passed away from him.

Looking at the woman who passed by, Xuanyuan suddenly awake.

Suddenly turned and looked at the black woman's graceful posture, eyes jerked dangerously. is her……