The Two-Faced Venerate Emperor

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This man is a seemingly elegant and gentle face, a domineering temperament, and a bad death...

Pooh!

The illusion turned to those who were ashamed, and the cheeks slowly became red. The man ate her from start to finish, licking blood for her, and asked her several times, every time she was hurt and happy.

There is blood to drink, and I dare not really drink him. When I add some drink, I will be full. The body will be full, and I will not drink too much. The back is a little bit embarrassing.

His blood is now in her body, because her aura inside Dan Tian is full and can't be converted, she is automatically stored by her body, and then refining.

I only remember the last time, she was doing it, she fainted, and the blood didn't want to drink.

I woke up now and didn't know what time it was.

Jimo has cleanliness, and the bed can be so messy that he can sleep down. Presumably, he is too tired to have any strength, and he is not paying attention!

The phantom can't help but snicker, whispering to his tongue, "Let's take it, who makes you so bad in bed..."

The stomach does not feel hungry, it may be the reason for sucking his blood.

He smelled him from a close distance and was still the smell of good smell.

She is going to get dressed, so the honesty of the red fruit, although he is still sleeping, she feels embarrassed.

Just moved, pulled away from the body a little bit, and was re-used by the hand that was ringing around her waist.

Pasted him with gentleness.

Then the low voice sounded in her ear, "Is it full?"

The illusion of blushing face is red, not looking straight into his eyes, holding his chest with his hands, saying something else, "Junzi Ya, now is it? We...we should go out..."

Jimo banged, lazy and nice, "After a day and a night?"

The illusion is a sigh, so long?

"If you don't go out for a long time, will the ball come to us? The things of the goblin are not finished..."

Jimo is like laughing and laughing, gently lifting her chin and looking straight into her eyes. "What do other people do with us? Small things, do you seem to care too much about that goblin?"

The illusion is forced to look straight and avoid it. "Where, just talk about it."

Jimo looked at her a few times and was satisfied with letting go of her. "After that is the woman of this son, it is best to lick it, and then with other men, animals are counted, related, directly killing things."

Pooh! overbearing!

Animals are counted in, do you want to live?

Jimo yelled at her expression, "How? Not convinced?"

The illusion is eager to laugh, "No. Service!"

"Then you frown?"

The illusion of eagerness and enthusiasm, coupled with the discomfort sent under the body, led to the topic, "There are some pains below, and blame you for being so fierce last night..."

In the eyes of Momo, there is a glimpse of flashing, sitting up, a few pieces of strong abdominal muscles, such as silky long hair shawl, exquisite perfect facial features, the picture is too beautiful, I have seen some of the fascinating face want to nosebleed, not wearing The clothes are really so handsome, don’t want to...

When she was in a fascinating look at the handsome guy, she found that her legs were opened again.

"Hey, what are you doing! No. People are still hurting..."

The topic of illusion is really weak, and she actually mentions this shame in front of the bad big color demon, oh...

Jimo Ya took out a bunch of bottles and jars of ointment, picked and picked among them, selected two kinds, dug some with a slender fingertip, and gave it to the illusion and smeared it.