The two of them looked at each other, and the tip of their noses touched lightly, and they could clearly feel each other's heartbeat, each other's body temperature, and each other's slightly heavy breathing.

"If you're ready, I'm really going to grow up?" Tang Yan looked at Niya with a smile, his lips touched Niya's delicate red lips that opened and closed slightly, and the gentle touch, like an overelectric tingle, brought a wonderful experience like a first kiss.

Niya probed her hand around Tang Yan's neck, her bright eyes stared at Tang Yan's slightly fiery but more affectionate eyes, and after a moment of gaze blending, she actually took the initiative to kiss Tang Yan's lips.

Tang Yan's arms that had already hugged Niya tightened again, letting each other stick tightly together, leaving no gaps, closing his eyes and kissing Niya's red lips affectionately.

The separation of half a year and the respective journeys of half a year are the most unique experiences in life for Tang Yan and Niya. Tang Yan's three-life stone experience and Faranta blood book tested his deep love for Niya in a tormenting way, and Niya's memory confusion, the replacement of her lover's shadow, and the touch of the awakening moment also clearly tortured her own heart.

Eighteen years of division and integration, eighteen years of ups and downs. No matter what kind of eyes the two held to look at this complex relationship in the initial period, but the moment when the blood book of Faranta was sprinkled, and the moment when the memory of the top space returned to hug each other tightly, the rapid heartbeat made them clearly see their inner emotions and their indelible status in each other's hearts.

For Tang Yan, Niya's feelings are rich and mellow love sublimation of infatuation and true feelings, and for Niya, Tang Yan's emotions are constantly transforming and growing, until the mature and stable charm brings attraction, and more love after being moved.

Eighteen years of emotional accumulation are finally officially unveiled today, no longer concealing, no longer hiding, embracing each other, lips and teeth touching, and two hot hearts are tightly blended.

It may not be the right occasion today, but it is definitely the most sincere expression.

Sincere love doesn't need to be overly romantic.

Tang Yan picked up Niya sideways and walked to the bedroom.

Niya hooked Tang Yan's neck, and her soft gaze did not leave Tang Yan again.

Is Tang Yan really mature and steady? Is he really masculine? Or is the Faranta Blood Book incident completely opening his heart? Anyway, Tang Yan at this moment brings a deep attraction to Niya.

As cold as her, she was intoxicated, and as strong as her, she snuggled tightly.

The door creaked open and closed again.

Tang Yan gently put Niya on the fiery red mattress, her bewitching body fell lazily, and her long fiery red hair scattered at will, like a fairy in a sea of flowers, with a charming temperament, a beautiful face, snow-white and flawless skin, and a perfect body, outlining a thrilling and strong charm.

The four eyes are blended, and the thick emotions permeate the charming atmosphere.

Needless to say, his eyes convey a look of calling.

Eighteen years of waiting, eighteen years of depression, finally replaced by calmness and release at this moment.

Tang Yan is surprisingly gentle, without the impulsiveness and rudeness of a wolf and a tiger at all.

It was an emotion that he had never felt before, not calm, but rich enough to intoxicate him.

Niya was surprisingly lazy, surprisingly indulged Tang Yan, and completely released her emotions.

Tang Yan gazed at Niya affectionately, gently dressed her wide, kissed her red lips lightly, and stroked her snow-white delicate body.

Gentle and delicate, affectionate and intoxicating.

Niya could feel Tang Yan's true feelings and gentleness, and slowly closed her eyes, letting Tang Yan enjoy it affectionately.

When the clothes are completely untied, when the snow-white skin flushes, when the bright red belly-pocket fluctuates under the rapid breathing;

When the tide of love surges, the delicate body writhes slowly, and the snow-white slender legs are uneasily intertwined with the retreat of the long skirt.

Thick emotions evaporate in the bed room with the charming atmosphere, and permeate each other's hearts.

Tang Yan is stupid, Niya is drunk.

There is no need for any words, silent emotions are better than sound obsession, and once the emotions that have been suppressed for eighteen years are released, the strong love is like a tide drowning them.

Tang Yan kissed Niya's ruddy lips, snow-white neck, beautiful cheeks, and pretty earlobes, as if enjoying a peerless delicacy, pecking every bit and bit, and couldn't bear to let go of every inch; his left hand wrapped around Niya's soft waist and limbs, and his right hand rubbed his flat abdomen, enjoying the silky delicacy and smoothness; he opened his bright red belly pocket and trembled and climbed onto the longed-longed jade rabbit, plump, full, straight, and more elastic as a chu-woman.

When Tang Yan's dexterous fingertips touched the bulge at the top of the jade-rabbit, Niya's delicate body suddenly trembled, and let out a delicate moan.

Tang Yan's breathing suddenly became hot and short, and the strength of holding Ni-ya increased. But he still suppressed the fiery emotions all over his body, and continued to enjoy her wonderful body and body, and enjoyed her strong and strong infatuation.

Like two big white snakes, they are entangled on the messy mattress.

The tooth-bed swayed, hum-and-chatter, and the curtain fluttered, unable to stop the beautiful breath.

Unconsciously, the two of them were flushed with dampness and redness, affection, affection, and before they knew it, all their clothes and things had receded, and before they knew it, lust had urged the wetness of the path.

Tang Yan kissed Niya's red lips again, hugged her hot delicate body tightly with both hands, and the clone that was already as hard as iron pressed against the muddy road.

Niya opened her misty eyes, no longer strong and cold as usual, the thick spring was full of confusion and infatuation, and her snow-white slender legs had already wrapped around Tang Yan's waist autonomously.

Uh-huh!

Tang Yan paused slightly, held Niya's ruddy cheeks, stared affectionately, and then ...... Push your waist suddenly!

Poof!

The fiery doppelganger pierced the unwavering loyalty, and went straight into the depths of the wet, moist, tight, and narrow garden.

A burst of intense pain made Niya's face pale, Rao is character is tenacious, and he couldn't bear the sharp pain of 'transformation', he hugged Tang Yan tightly, Bei Yan bit his lip, and the corners of his blurry eyes were moist and a little crystalline.

Tang Yan calmed down, silently felt the tightness and strength from his lower body, quietly felt the pounding heartbeat of Ni-Ya's chest, his heart couldn't help but fluctuate, and the thick-melancholy emotion made him lose himself, like immersed in the boundless ocean, wanting to swallow and dissolve his whole body.

A short wait, a brief adaptation, a squeak-rattle re-enactment of a cheerful movement, a fierce rush-collision accompanied by a low-deep hiss-roar and drunk-human moan, a muddy bar-rattle echo through the room.

Tang Yan hugged Niya tightly, the taste of the melting snow mountain touched his bones and soul, and made him linger; Niya Jiao - panting - breathing - exhaling, eyes misty-distant, fragrant-sweat-dripping, welcoming a powerful and gentle impact.

A fierce battle lasts for half a day, the release of emotional indulgence, the lingering of limbs against death, the deep integration of love, and the enjoyment of the flesh brings the double pleasure of the soul.

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Yong'an country! Chang'an City!

A chubby fat man knelt in front of the shop and cried, echoing through the remote street with a strange emphasis: "Master...... Lack of virtue...... I've been looking for it for half a year...... Half a year...... I don't raise pigs in my hometown to feed pigs...... How did you come here to sell pork...... My pig...... My pig...... I've slaughtered all the things that lack morality......"

"Stupid! Stupid! Who doesn't raise pigs to sell pigs!" Behind the board of the pork shop, a fat old man covered in oil held a pig-killing knife and scolded angrily: "Get out of the way, don't delay Lao Tzu to sell pork!"

The little fat man held the white pig with a fat and tender head in his arms, crying and crying: "Ah...... Yes...... My pig...... An old immortal who has suffered a thousand cuts...... I shouldn't have left back then...... I regret it...... I hate it...... I should have taken him with me......"

The street outside the pork shop was already full of people watching the excitement, pointing at the fat man on the ground, and bursts of laughter came from time to time, all amused by his howling appearance and strange emphasis.

"You loser, get out of here, don't get in the way of Lao Tzu's business, I haven't sold a pound of meat today, hurry up, get as far as you want, or I'll chop you up today!"

"Ahh......h Oh my God...... Take this old immortal drop...... Yes...... Oh my God...... I'm a pig......"

"His grandmother's, what about the crying and mourning in the morning, and not letting the old man do business?" The old man's eyes widened, and he was about to roll up his sleeves to clean him up, when he coldly noticed the white pig in the fat man's arms: "Oh? Isn't this the cub back then?

The white pig trembled all over, his face turned green with fright, and he squeaked and screamed to drill into the fat man's arms, and his screaming was worse than that of the fat man.

"I hate it...... I'm still a pig...... I worked hard to raise it, and I slaughtered it while I was away...... Do you still have a little conscience...... He is also a person with status, and it is not a shame to open a shop to sell pork...... Yes...... Oh my God...... I'm a pig...... Ahhhh......h

The fat man was the chocolate that left the Dayan Mountains, but he originally vowed to go home to receive the experience, but who would have thought that the house was empty, and there was not even a cub left in the pigsty. He also thought that the master had encountered danger, and with a sad and painful mood, he was looking for the master all over the world, from the ancient land to the vast Central Plains, from the mountains and forests to the void space, it was 3,000 feet away from the ground, and this search was half a year.

Finally, today, in the remote corners of this continent, I have found a teacher.

Can...... But he actually opened a shop to sell pork?!

The space warrior of the dignified saint realm, the top powerhouse in the continent, and even the imperial family are treated with courtesy, but this old guy is actually ...... Unexpectedly......

It's so self-loving, do you still have a little image?

Chocolate was frightened for half a year, but in the end it turned out to be such a situation, he hated, he was uncomfortable, he was depressed, and he felt even more sorry for the pigs he had raised for more than ten years, so he was slaughtered and sold by this old guy who had suffered a thousand knives.

PS: Congratulations to Don Jr. and Niya on achieving positive results, and congratulations to the master for being so good at chocolate!

Scatter flowers, the more the merrier!