Tonight?

What do you mean, is there going to be something going on tonight?

Speaking of which, Xuan Ling is also a magic stick.

His words, though not credible, are not without purpose.

Something must happen tonight.

Yuan Changhuan's peach blossom eyes flickered.

Until dusk.

Yuan Changhuan had dinner and went to bed early, but he still didn't find anything wrong.

Night.

A figure appeared in the room, but in the blink of an eye, it covered Yuan Changhuan's body.

With a body full of blood, he stabbed into Yuan Changhuan's body mercilessly.

Yuan Changhuan was suddenly entered.

Frightened, he opened his eyes violently.

"Thank you, thank you......"

Xie Ci heard her regain her moist and coquettish voice, and her eyes were scarlet and fierce, "Have you washed it clean?" ”

Through thin cloth.

Yuan Changhuan tried to step back and break free from the grip of thanks.

But if it can be broken away so easily, it is not an excuse.

The friction of the fabric brings up layers of sensitivity and pain.

Yuan Changhuan kept shrinking, and his eyes that had just opened adjusted to the darkness.

Finally saw the man hanging over her.

It is indeed a thank-you speech.

Yuan Changhuan did not answer.

The thank-you speech directly tore open the placket of her upper body.

Silk cloth can be easily torn apart.

Yuan Changhuan's eyes widened, and he looked at Xie Ci in disbelief, "You ......"

Looking at her white and smooth body, without half a trace of flaws, Xie Ci covered her neck with satisfaction, "It's good, it's clean." ”

There is no smell of other men, and there is no smell of other men.

Xie Ci thought of the Northern Zhou Palace, which had been slaughtered by half, and the corners of his scarlet lips turned up slightly.

Evil and gloomy.

Yuan Changhuan subconsciously shuddered.

"Are you cold, or are you afraid of me?"

Xie Ci's cold fingers swept across Yuan Changhuan's skin.

The icy and cold touch made Yuan Changhuan creepy.

Keep dodging.

Xie Ci didn't allow her to hide, "It turned out that she was afraid." ”

Grabbing her wrists, Xie Ci imprisoned her limbs firmly, leaning over to begin gnawing along her collarbone.

"Hungry, you're fragrant."

Yuan Changhuan's red lips were trembling, "Thank you, don't ......"

"Don't be like this, let's talk about it, okay?"

"I'm scared of you."

"I don't love the eldest grandson mirror."

The two were separated by two thin layers of single clothes.

The slippery fabric rubbed Yuan Changhuan's sensitivity because of the movement of Xie Ci.

I want to moan.

But I was afraid to see his disgusted eyes.

"I don't love him, but you have done this kind of intimate thing with him, do you think, is he powerful or I am powerful?"

Xie Ci rubbed her through the fabric.

Yuan Changhuan's eyes were moist and red, "I don't know, I don't know......"

She didn't remember what she had done with Changsun Jing at all, she didn't remember anything, how to compare.

"Why can't you compare, it's because my husband hasn't touched you for two months, so you forget that feeling?" Xie Ci continued to tease her under Yuan Changhuan's constantly writhing delicate body.

The slender fingers flicked slightly.

Yuan Changhuan's body immediately stiffened.

"Thank you ......"

Feeling Yuan Changhuan's stiffness, Xie Ci still didn't let go, but became more and more wanton, "What's the matter, your fingers are not happy?" ”

"But I don't want anything else."

"After all, this son doesn't like to use things that others have used."

"That's it, this son will use this."

A jade tube the thickness of the baby's wrist with a red silk tied at the end.

What it is, it goes without saying.

Yuan Changhuan looked at the resignation in astonishment.

The violence that had been enduring for a month finally broke out at this moment.