Chapter 3831

"Good looking."

The devil stopped.

He just wanted to show off. He didn't think that people with high self-esteem would really follow his words. Those two words were too crisp and neat for the devil to react.

"... ah?" he was stunned.

"It's very nice," ran Bai said slowly, in a calm and dull tone.

The teenager stared at her warily. His scalp was numb. He couldn't tell where the sense of danger came from. "I warn you, don't try any tricks, I, I..."

Before he finished his threatening words, the people in front of him suddenly pressed down and startled him. The next second, the devil stared!

When those eyes are not covered by glasses, they will see more clearly. They are very provocative, like intoxicating aging. She leaned down against his side face with the bridge of her nose. Her breath was forbidden and lustful, and her cold thin lips covered the young man's lips.

She, she, she——

The devil couldn't speak. His head exploded. He felt that he was going to be broken. He looked at the person in front of him and didn't want to push it away at the first time until she licked his lips and teeth and something slipped in.

"You, um..." the devil just wanted to say something, but he was blocked directly, and all his words were forced to swallow in his throat.

The master pinched his waist and kissed him.

Once this absurd cognition appears in my mind, it is difficult to get rid of it.

Looking at the incredible appearance of the devil, I have to say that this appearance greatly pleased ran Bai. She unscrupulously pressed the boy on the bed, pressed his wrist and coaxed him in a low voice: "be good and open your mouth."

His voice is low and hoarse.

Extremely aggressive, cold and hard that is inconsistent with the gentle appearance.

The devil didn't know whether he was dizzy or had no resistance at all. He didn't struggle any more. His bones softened and his arrogance disappeared. He cooperated with dyed white to slightly open his lips and teeth.

"Today the host taught you to kiss."

Until finally, the devil helplessly clenched a piece of dyed white clothes, his fingerbones turned white, and his eyes and tail were flushed like peach blossoms. His dark red and beautiful eyes were broken, shining, moist, overflowing from his throat and getting pleasure from suffocation.

Until the moment when the boy couldn't breathe, dye Bai let him go, "can't breathe?"

"Who won't?!" once questioned, the devil became angry with the fried cat, and his voice was hoarse and trembling when he spoke.

"A little fool." ran Bai chuckled. Her cold, tall fingers poked up his back, stroked it across the thin cloth, and fell on the position of the young butterfly bone. She outlined the shape and asked him, "where are the wings?"

The devil trembled, and the red at the end of his eyes didn't fade: "put it away..."

"Show me," said ranbai.

"Don't!" the devil shook his head in horror and reacted greatly, as if ranbai had put forward some heinous conditions.

In human form, dye Bai has never seen a demon open bat wings.

I don't know if this has any special significance.

"Really not?"

"Don't think about it!" the devil glared at her and knocked her off her hand.

"So fierce, baby." Rembrandt had a long tail, his voice was very low and ambiguous, so he bit the tip of his ear, "just take a look, can't you trust me, huh?"

The boy's earlobes were all red and his body was stiff.

Ranbai just coaxed him for a long time, and finally let the devil reluctantly promise to show it only once.

The devil pursed his lips, which were red with kisses, and dawdled to spread the bat wings. His expression was a little reluctant. The huge and gorgeous bat wings spread from the boy's thin and steep back, as if dancing on the tip of a knife, flowing a thrilling beauty. The black bat wings were constantly turned with blood red strange lines, which was amazing and suffocating, and almost covered the bed, It is delicate and flirtatious against the young eyebrows and eyes.

"Have you seen it?" the devil's tone was a little bad. He impatiently urged her, like a grumpy little cute.

Dyed white eyes, deep hair, in the original soft eyes that seemed to drop water, there was a bit more dangerous darkness. Her fingertips gently stroked the young bat wings along the beautiful and smooth lines.

At the moment when the cold fingertips touched the wings, the huge bat wings trembled slightly. The devil clenched his teeth to resist the dull hum of overflowing lips and teeth and wanted to take back the bat wings.

"How dare you take it?" ran Baiwen said.

"You agreed to just take a look!" the devil was wronged and refuted. Strange and different feelings swept through his body. He couldn't help trembling. He couldn't use force like electricity. Even his waist was soft, and his collarbone was thin and red.

Ranbai listens to this sentence and thinks of something. She laughs at him: "it's so naive, baby."

She lowered her eyes and gently stroked the demon bat wing. The boy looked pitiful. The bat wing was trembling and shrinking, but she didn't dare to take it back, so she had to let it touch.

The irresistible and contradictory desire almost drives the devil crazy.

He couldn't help whispering, his voice was hoarse and broken: "master..."

"I'm so uncomfortable." the devil's red eyes, confused and helpless, let people do whatever they want.

"Grown up, right?" ranbai restrained the moment, maintained the bottom line of life, and finally confirmed it again.

The devil trembled.

"Very good." dyed white eyes are gentle, and Sven kisses his bat wings.

…

When he woke up again at night, the boy complained hoarsely, "you lied to me."

"This is a trick." ran Bai leaned against the head of the bed to read, his shirt was snow-white, his cuffs were loosely rolled up, put on the pair of gold wire glasses, forbidden and lustful, and patiently replied to him: "war is not tired of fraud."

The devil half buried his face on the pillow and snorted. The tortured poor bat wings folded and hung behind him. His back was green and astringent. What else did he miss? He rolled around with the quilt and came to dye's white body, "that sentence you didn't finish before."

"Hmm?" ran Bai looked at him with low eyes.

Although it turned into an adult form, the boy was still lazy with some childlike innocence, and his beautiful eyes brightened a little, "even if you say it's useless to touch porcelain, do you want to say that all my money is not yours?"

"......." ranbai thought carefully and calmly pressed the devil's raised head: "did I say that?"

"You said I touched porcelain!"

"I remember that, but I don't remember what you said last."

The devil was shocked by the shamelessness of being dyed white, and couldn't organize words for a time.

He was so angry that he wanted to point at ranbai and scold shamelessly, "some humans paid back money last time! Are you so short of money?!"

Ran Bai glanced at him lightly. His slender fingers caressed the poor bat wings behind the boy carelessly. The originally closed bat wings trembled sensitively and had a faint tendency to expand. The devil's eyes were full of moisture and his face was thin and red. He didn't have much strength to lie down. He still thought about what ran Bai said before and complained in a low voice: "As for you, why don't you share your money with me?"

Ranbai listened to the devil's murmur and felt quite funny. She put down the book in her hand, pulled the snow-white thin over and covered them. Her voice was a little vague and low: "well, mine is yours."