"What are you doing here?"

Meng Bingyun slowly opened his eyes and said in horror, only to see that he was being held in the arms of a man at this moment, extremely ambiguous.

At this moment, the man was in close contact with her, feeling the man's body temperature, feeling the man's breath, feeling the man's taste, feeling the man's heartbeat, and the fiery eyes, Meng Bingyun was flustered for a while, and didn't know what to say.

"Sleep with you!" Chu Yun said simply and directly.

There is no embellishment, no cold drink to cover up, some are just extremely simple and domineering.

"You!" Meng Bingyun opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but he couldn't say anything. The distance was so close, she clearly saw the eyes of the man in front of her, the eyes are the window of the soul, the truest portrayal of the heart.

In the eyes of the elder brother Dream God Machine, there is ruthlessness, indifference, and calculation, Hong Xuanji's eyes are deep, with infinite thoughts, and infinite calculations, and the man in front of him has only sincerity in his eyes, words and deeds, no conspiracy and calculation, no ghosts and dirty, some are just sincere, this sincerity gives people a sense of trust.

This kind of sincere look makes people not feel fascinated and trusted.

"My Dao heart has been shattered, and all my strength has been destroyed!" Meng Bingyun said, changing the subject: "You let me go!"

As he spoke, he struggled to get away.

It's just that Chu Yun hugged her firmly, making it difficult for her to move a little.

"When the Tao is broken, it is broken, and there is nothing remarkable. In the world, if you are not afraid to go slowly, you are afraid of going the wrong way, and if you go slowly, you will reach the end sooner or later, but if you go the wrong way, you will go farther and farther!" Chu Yun said calmly. "If you go the wrong way, start over and walk again!"

"Do I still have a start?" Meng Bingyun said bitterly.

"Life in the world, when you live in style. The Oneiroi machine has been calculating all his life, but he has cheated himself, while Hong Xuanji has been calculating all his life. But sooner or later, you will be smashed on the footboard, and sooner or later one day you will collapse!" Chu Yun said: "Whether it's the Dream God Machine or Hong Xuanji, they are all selfish people, and it is not worth it to lose their lives for the sake of these villains! Start over, start a new life!"

"Can you really start a new life again?" Meng Bingyun said with some uncertainty.

"I'm going to write a book. This book is divided into three volumes, one volume tells about the method of cultivation, the law of the Great Dao, the way of the yang gods, the way of the immortals, the other tells the way of the hundred saints in the Middle Ages, the mystery of the holy position, and the other volume tells about the changes in the heart of heaven, the center of the earth, and the hearts of the people. Three volumes. It contains changes in the way of heaven and changes in the way of the saints. The heart of the people changes. The abbot would be willing to help me make up the book. If this book is completed, I am willing to promulgate the world, so that everyone in the world can cultivate, all have the upward method, and all have the hope of achieving the yang god, and purify all sentient beings. It's all on the other side!"

Chu Yun said: "The abbot of the Great Chan Temple will participate, and the Taishang Dao will also participate." Your brother is a great god, I can't invite you to come, I can only invite you!"

"Invite me, make up a book. Is this okay?"

Meng Bingyun was not convinced.

"You are naturally weak, not material for fighting, not material for bloody battles, not material for conspiracy and calculation, not material for conspiracy and filthy conspiracy, you should go home to be a good wife and mother, husband and child, this is your fate!" Chu Yun said: "Be my woman, start again!"

"But, I still can't forget this!" Meng Bingyun said.

"Love will forget jì time, and time will forget jì love!" Chu Yun said lightly: "After a long time, a qiē will disappear like dust." Whether it's a dream god machine or a Hong Xuanji, it's just a passerby in your life, and I'm your theme!"

As he spoke, Chu Yun moved his hand and began to untie the woman's wide clothes in front of him.

"You can't do this?" Meng Bingyun hurriedly refused, but it was a pity that Chu Yun was good at understanding people's clothes, and in just a moment, he had lost most of the woman's clothes.

"I slept with you, and it was the beginning of a qiē. Your body will be imprinted with my mark, and whether it is the Oneiroi Machine or Hong Xuanji, it will all turn into floating clouds!" Chu Yun moved in his hands, and his mouth also attacked.

"You can't force me!"

"No, a lot of things are forced. Why in ancient times, the human race was born one by one, one by one the Holy Emperors were born, they were forced out by the demon god clan, if you don't want to be food, just work hard!" Chu Yun said, the movements in his hands were even more swift, and he quickly faded off the clothes on the human woman's body.

Suddenly, a beautiful body is displayed, graceful and charming, and it is a delicious meal.

"Shame on you!"

The woman resisted, but her resistance seemed very weak, thinking about the grievances in her heart, she couldn't help shedding tears.

If it were another man, he would have stopped his pace and comforted him, as the so-called getting the body is important, but getting the heart of a woman is even more important.

It's a pity that he is Chu Yun, who has the most keen grasp of women's minds, as the so-called hot iron, digging the foot of the wall should be fast, don't hesitate, don't be affected by the outside, start first, and then start without!

"Thank you, shamelessness is the best compliment to me. What is merit? Remembering without stagnation is merit, integrating words and deeds is merit, and living a chic life is merit. Three hundred years ago, the Oneiroi machine became the creator, but now it is still the creator, why does it stop moving forward, just because he does not live a chic life, his mind bends too much, and his heart is hindered. If he could live a chic life and live a less calculating life, he would have become a god of nine thunderstorms, and he would have become a god of the sun, and what else I am waiting for, and everything in the outer world, wash and sleep!"

"And Hong Xuanji himself is a bad guy, and he is a villain, but he has to pretend to be a big-tailed wolf, he wants to pretend to be a saint, he has to wear a mask, and he is too tired to live, but now with the help of external forces, he has just achieved the peak of human immortals. If I could have thrown away the mask, the vacuum would have been shattered long ago!"

Chu Yun said, the movements of his hands slowed down a little, and he walked to the woman's pink back, feeling the woman's trembling.

The woman had closed her eyes gently, and although she had closed her eyes, every movement of Chu Yun appeared in her mind, and it was extremely clear.

The woman on the bed, her eyes slightly closed, seemed to have given up the resistance, the delicate figure, the crystal skin seemed to be flashing with brilliance, the plump twin peaks, the small waist that was not in a hand, the full lower abdomen, the slender legs, the beauties were all beautiful, all of them were fascinating.

And today, this perfect beauty body will be enjoyed by him.

Chu Yun's heart was hot, and he moved his lower body, pressing the woman under him, feeling the warm and smooth skin, the white jade-like shoulders, and the snowy breasts, without too much hesitation, the big hand parted the slender legs of the beauty, entered it, and picked the beauty.

The woman let out a muffled snort, her body was instantly flushed, and beads of sweat slid down her skin, and she raised her body violently to hug Chu Yun, leaving a clear tooth mark on Chu Yun's shoulder.

A qiē is full of joy, and it is wonderful. (To be continued......)