Chapter 344

Name：Descent of the Phoenix 13 Years Old Princess Consort Author：Yi Shi Feng Liu
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Ryukyu a Leng, fierce blink, in front of the people how is xuanyuanche? Xuanyuanche didn't go all the way with himself. How did he go all the way?

In the blink of an eye, there was no Dugu Ye's body shape. It was xuanyuanche who followed.

The person in front of me is really xuanyuanche, the figure is slightly shaking, a little hazy, a little unreal, but it's really xuanyuanche.

Heat, more and more hot, itchy as ants in the general bite, I wish to put down the person in front of me.

It seems that the strong miasma has disappeared and xuanyuanche has found it.

In Ryukyu's mind, it's xuanyuanche, so there's no need to control himself. Infatuation is infatuation.

"Che." With a soft low cry, Ryukyu turns around and reaches out to xuanyuanche. He reaches up and kisses him.

The object is xuanyuanche. What are you polite about.

At this time, Dugu ye, who followed Ryukyu with his feet raised, was trying to control the heat on his body and keep his mind clear.

All of a sudden, see the original face of the ice moon turned around, smilingly extended his hand, that body leaned over, not from a Leng.

The fragrance of plants and trees emanating from Ryukyu is very comfortable. The strong fragrance of daughter can intoxicate everyone

so beautiful and enchanting.

Dugu Ye's hand was clenched with a big bump in his heart.

This is the person he has been reading in his heart for three years, and has not declared for export.

Such a enchanting woman with a smile on her face reminds her of everything she has hidden in her heart.

Sober mind, boom, all destroyed in the soul of a smile, that tried to control the dry heat, an instant start a prairie fire.

He wants her.

One step forward, Dugu ye put his arms around Ryukyu's waist and leaned over to greet him with his red lips.

Around the pale blue miasma floating, delicate fragrance hovering in this side of the sky, so graceful, so green, so can arouse all the desire and heat in my heart.

And in front of this light blue, the sky is black as the tide, murderous.

The lips were more and more close, and the big hand was wrapped around the waist of Ryukyu. A trace of unique cold belonged to Dugu ye, which was passed from the palm of the hand to the waist of Ryukyu.