Chapter 548: Beg for Mercy (77)
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Every time she took a step back, Yan Rong took a step closer, and the terrifying and gloomy aura on her body seemed to be dripping water, making her scalp tingle for a while.
Shen Mubai's mind was now shocked by the information of the system's sentence, what does it mean that Yan Rong knows that she is not Liu Yuezhen, and it is possible to know the existence of the task, how did the other party know?
The whole person sat down on the bed, and the more he retreated, the poor hamster spirit was already frightened and shrunk directly into the corner below.
Yan Rong stared at her like that, and didn't speak, and her expressionless appearance was very creepy.
Shen Mubai really wanted to hide under the bed and hug the hamster spirit and shivered.
Yan Rong stretched out a hand.
She subconsciously closed her eyes.
The hand gently caressed her face, and said in a low voice, "Is Shizun afraid of me?" β
Shen Mubai's eyelashes trembled, he didn't dare to open his eyes, his heart trembled, and he shook his head.
"Master, don't be afraid of me." The man whispered, his lips gently pressed against her eyelids.
Shen Mubai felt the other party's hands hugging him, tightening it tighter and tighter.
She couldn't help but shrink her neck, and she couldn't figure out the attitude of the banquet for a while.
Yan Rong hugged her tightly like this, and the warm breath poured in, and she didn't move again for a long time.
Shen Mubai slowly breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, and just as she was about to say something, she was bitten the neck.
That kind of defenseless pain made Shen Mubai's eyes red all of a sudden, she wanted to break free from the other party, and she was caught tightly.
"Feast." Shen Mubai trembled and shouted.
"Master, does it hurt?" The other party slowly let go of his mouth, bright red blood soaked the corners of his mouth, and stared at her face.
Shen Mu's eyes were white and red, and he nodded pitifully, but he didn't dare to show his grievances.
Yan Rong grabbed her hand and put it on his heart, his eyes were red almost shocked, "Master, I also hurt so much, it hurts a thousand times more than you, ten thousand times more painful." β
Shen Mubai looked at him a little at a loss, his heart was in turmoil, he didn't know what Yanrong meant, so he could only hold back his tears.
Yan Rong stretched out his finger to wipe away a tear from the corner of her eye, put it to her mouth and licked it, revealing a smile and said, "Master's tears are also sweet." β
Shen Mubai, "....."
Her scalp was numb and she didn't dare to look at each other, and the current banquet looked really abnormal.
The chin was gently lifted by a finger, and the other party's lips were covered against her teeth, and then the softness swept like a storm.
His mouth was full of the other party's breath, and Shen Mubai couldn't help but take a step back, but was pulled back by a pair of big hands, and then slammed into the other party's chest, from top to bottom.
Yan Rong lay on the bed, his big hand went all the way up, pressed her head, and licked her more and more deeply.
The other party's tongue seemed to be touching his throat, Shen Mubai couldn't help but whimper, and the corners of his eyes were red, not to mention that the posture of men and women was too shameful.
I don't know how long it took for Yan Rong to slowly let go of her, those red eyes stared at her without blinking, and said in a hoarse voice, "Master, let's double cultivate." β
Although Shen Mubai didn't know the double cultivation of the immortal cultivation realm very well, this flirtatious technique was obviously the kind of thing in the script, and she shook her head in resistance.
Yan Rong was not angry, and with one movement, he pressed the person under him, and then covered his lips again.