Chapter 63: Spring Festival

"Squeak squeak...... "The hell imp suddenly howled in pain, "My lord, I, I've been out for too long......"

Le Chen frowned slightly, his palms relaxed slightly, and a cloud of black qi enveloped the hell imp, which was the yin qi that the Eastern monk said, but obviously, it was still different from the nourishment that the hell imp needed, although the hell imp gradually stopped howling, he still looked weak. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Le Chen was about to ask again, the bathroom door was gently pushed open, Christine walked out wrapped in a snow-white bath towel, wet long golden hair, crystal clear white calves, sexy collarbone curve and snow-white deep groove under the bath towel, so that Le Chen's eyes were immediately attracted.

And Christine obviously couldn't see the existence of the hell imp, her snow-white jade feet with light green nail polish walked over with light cat steps, and slowly sat on Le Chen's knees.

With a flick of Le Chen's hand, the little ghost was sent to the heavenly prison, where there was no day and no day, whether it was a devil or a god or a monk or a demon, there was no energy to replenish, nor would he be hurt for no reason.

Christine's slender index finger circled on Le Chen's chest, slowly unbuttoning Le Chen's shirt, although she had no real experience of men and women, but the difference in living environment made her not have the shyness of an oriental woman but show her sexy charm to the fullest, when her red lips were attached to Le Chen's chest and sucked, Le Chen couldn't help but gasp, and almost moaned comfortably.

From the bottom of his heart, possessing this international supermodel is also a very conquest challenge for Le Chen, gently holding this blonde sexy stunner, feeling the comfort brought by its fair and silky skin, Le Chen closed his eyes and enjoyed it, but his mind involuntarily appeared Louise, Sharon and the blood slaves of Blood Slave Island.

Le Chen shook his head, finally sat up, Christine, who was kissing all the way down, looked up at him puzzled, his cape blonde hair, delicate face and deep blue eyes were buried in Le Chen's lower abdomen, this beautiful picture made Le Chen's heat almost rush to his head, he coughed, barely suppressed his impulse, and patted his chest with a smile: "Come, talk." ā€

Christine smiled, slowly climbed up like a sexy carcass cat, and slowly lay on Le Chen's body, her fair and delicate seductive face was on Le Chen's chest, looking at Le Chen with a smile, a pair of slender **** and soft snow feet that can make people ********, gently rubbing underneath.

Her movements and mannerisms are sexy and amorous, and she almost wants Le Chen's 3,000-year-old life.

"Do you remember that you had a pair of twin sisters?" asked Le Chen, trying to think of something else, stroking Christine's blonde hair.

Christine's blue eyes showed a blank look, but she didn't immediately feel that Le Chen was making some ridiculous jokes, obviously, there was a faint shadow of these things in her subconscious.

Le Chen shook his head, "Let's put it this way, after tonight, there may be a lot of things that you can't imagine, will you regret it?" To say, as the master of the Blood Slave Island, in fact, Le Chen is also affected by its rules, and there is no psychological pressure to possess these blood slaves.

"The thing I regret most now is that I let you run away in the first place......" Christine's blue eyes gradually blurred, and she whispered softly in Le Chen's ear.

The warm and moist breath rushed to Le Chen's ears, looking sideways at her delicate face and charming blue eyes, Le Chen didn't think much about it, turned over, and pressed this hot stunner under him......

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The next morning, when Le Chen slowly opened his eyes, he recalled the madness of last night in his mind, thinking of the charm of this blonde stunner begging for mercy, and couldn't help but smile.

His hand slowly reached out, and then he sat up in a daze, but Christine was no longer on the bed.

As if hearing the movement in the bedroom, the sound of high heels, the door was gently pushed open, and Christine, who was wearing a snow-white uniform skirt and white stockings, stood in front of the door, looking at her outfit, Le Chen's heart was hot again, and this was saved, this was one of the several sets of dresses he took out from Sumeru mustard when he was in love last night.

Le Chen thought about his state again, now it is a mortal feeling, it is a kind of return to the basics in the real artistic conception, so, after a night of madness, he will fall asleep tiredly, and when he wakes up, he even has to slowly recall what happened last night, as for Christine, because he has no idea of helping him reproduce for the time being, it is more of a favor for the blood slave, yes, the body seems to have a self-regulating mechanism, because of his own thoughts, he did not give Christine a pulse of essence and blood.

"You won't ......" Seeing Le Chen staring at herself blankly, Christine pursed her lips and smiled, but she straightened up the proud twin peaks under the snow-white dress.

Le Chen coughed, wrapped in a bath towel and turned over to the ground, saying, "I'll take a shower first, and then go back to breakfast." When passing by Christine's side, Le Chen couldn't help it, suddenly pulled her into his arms, and hugged her into the bathroom amid her bloody snow-white stockings **** kicking and kicking.

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When the two of them sat in the suite restaurant and enjoyed the food brought by the waiter, Christine's delicate face was still a little crimson, and she looked a little unstable.

"I've been at a military base all year round, so I can't be contacted on my mobile phone, so when will I take you to this base. Le Chen sipped the juice and said with a smile.

"Can I go?" Christine was stunned, her blue eyes more curious and delighted.

Le Chen smiled: "It's definitely possible, wait for me to arrange the time." Christine's memory will slowly wake up, she is her own blood slave, and she doesn't have to hide the affairs of Planet One from her, she just wants her to have a process of acceptance, and she should still enjoy the life of an Earth superstar now, so she can help her.

"Ding", someone on Lechen's mobile phone sent a video message.

Le Chen clicked on, but on the mobile phone screen, there was a familiar figure, Song Mingyu, although he hadn't seen him for nearly twenty years, Song Mingyu's appearance had not changed much, but he had changed from a handsome young man to a middle-aged beautiful man.

"Le Chen, we haven't seen each other for twenty years, I can't imagine it, you still remember me, I really miss you, if you receive this message, then at seven o'clock tonight, I will come to visit you at Hurham Club, don't close the door to me! haha!" In his laughter, the message was interrupted, and his expression was very happy in the short video, as if he had really seen an old friend who had not seen him for many years, and he couldn't see a trace of unhappiness at all.

Le Chen smiled, thinking about it, Song Mingyu finally remembered himself, and also inquired about himself through many relationships, and flew to London overnight.

Thinking about it, Le Chen looked at his watch and said to Christine: "There is still some time, let's go out for a walk." ā€

Christine nodded to herself. (To be continued.) )