V2.Chapter 649

"Don't move, it's very painful!"

Qian Xue, whose hair is messy, grins and complains that Wang fan is sweating. Her eyebrows are twisted into knots, which makes her expression look very painful.

"But I can't keep this posture all the time!" Physical overdraft of Wang Fan bitter face, looking at and he looked at the snow.

"I don't care!" Frowning thousand snow, speaking is very arrogant, do not give Wang Fan any chance.

Seeing the expression on Qian Xue's face, Wang Fan didn't dare to make any more moves. He put his hands on the tatami and tried to support his body so that he didn't fall down like this.

After about a minute, Qian Xue's eyebrows gradually spread. She put her arms around Wang Fan's neck and said plaintively, "sister Qing lied to me!"

"Miao Qing? What did she lie to you about? " Wang Fan was at a loss.

"She said it's very comfortable to do this kind of thing, or she gave me the advice, let me see you this time, pull you to do this kind of thing."

Tongyan's Qianxue pouts her lips, which always reminds people of Lori in the animation. In addition, the tone of her voice makes people have no way to parry.

Wang Fan, who is about to die down, swallows his saliva hard and wants to extinguish the fire in his heart in this way.

However, everything is not as he imagined.

The saliva that slid down his throat into his stomach was like the liquid that helped to ignite. It suddenly put his desire, which had retreated into flames, into his body again.

Just after a little bit of shener's Qianxue, she also felt the change of Wang Fan's body. She widened her eyes and exclaimed: "Hello! What are you up to? Are you trying to kill me? "

"Don't move, or it will hurt!" Wang Fan, sweating on his head, looked at Qianxue and said in a low voice.

"I believe you, ghost!"

With his arms around Wang Fan's snow, he took back his hands and tried to push Wang Fan down.

"Ah

Without waiting for Qianxue to draw her hand back, the pain of tearing makes her brain blank. Her body, which is not easy to ease, warns her again.

"Wang Fan, you are a son of a bitch!"

Tears down the corner of Qian Xue's eyes, she raised her head and scolded loudly. It seems that only in this way can she relieve all the pain at this time.

The room is filled with warm fragrance of flowers. Sweating Wang fan doesn't care to taste this peculiar taste, and has no energy to think about other things.

The aphrodisiac in the orange red light is too overbearing, which makes Wang Fan immersed in the ocean of desire again.

It's not a matter of bringing wolves in.

It's like opening the door to hell.

And Wang fan is like a devil who has lost his mind, harvesting all this crazily and without pity.

Delicate faces are no longer white as snow. Those vessels hidden under snowy white skin should be boiling hot blood and have turned into blush.

Chaohong once again climbed on Qianxue's face, which made her brain begin to appear short-term anesthesia, confusion and love also made her gradually lose the pain.

Subconsciously grasp everything at hand, Qianxue forcefully pinches with her fingers, twists with her hands, and resists with her remaining consciousness.

Intermittent shortness of breath, like an old ballad, reverberated in the room for a long time.

The single tune of the ballad seems to have some kind of magic, urging the fighting devil to fight hard.

"Fan, please... You! Rao.. Rao.. I'm

Qian Xue talks intermittently with her eyes closed. She dare not open her eyes, dare not go to see Wang Fan, and dare not look at him in any way.

At this time, Qianxue, like a mermaid wandering in the sea, suddenly encountered a storm, and the sea god hiding behind the storm is her only hope to live.

The devil has no compassion, and the Poseidon doesn't care about the mermaid's feelings either.

Wang Fan with red eyes looks like a devil, a sea god and a general who kills red eyes.

In the killing without pity, the smell of blood and crying for mercy can only make him more crazy.

The killing doesn't end unless he's exhausted.

Thousands of snow wrapped by the storm, desperate bow body, with the head supporting the delicate body, want to use this way, to express their last stubborn.

However, in the face of Wang Fan's crushing, any stubborn can only be in vain.

Give up resistance of snow gradually lose consciousness, her ear in addition to the wind, is the storm call.

"Ah

Thousands of snow sinking in the middle of the storm burst out a final cry from her chest. Her body was paralyzed as if her soul had been taken away. Her blood, tears and sweat finally merged together.

Zizizi

The unbearable orange red light finally ended its mission after a burst of smoke.

Originally dark room, lack of orange red light, suddenly fell into the darkness, everything has become lifeless.

Strong arms can no longer support Wang Fan's body, exhausted after the battle, let him heavily fell to one side.

"Are you ok?"

In the dark, Wang fan reaches out his hand to touch Qian Xue's face and asks softly.

Although he didn't get a response, the temperature of his tentacles made Wang Fan feel at ease. His fingers slowly crossed Qianxue's face, feeling her temperature and her tenderness.

The powerful palm touched her neck, soft as silk, which gave Wang Fan a sense of conquest.

Gently hold up the head of a thousand snow, Wang Fan carefully let her pillow on his arm, the nearest distance looking at this naughty woman.

The playful ponytail is already messy, and the bow tied to her head has been lost somewhere. The sweat soaked hair is pasted on her delicate skin, which makes people feel pity.

"I hate you!"

Qian Xue, with her eyes closed, twitched at the corner of her mouth. Her voice was very weak.

I didn't expect that Qianxue had woken up. Wang Fan was stunned at first. Then he put out his hand and pinched her face. He said with a smile: "you are too greedy. You put too much medicine in it!"

"You all lied to me!" Qianxue still didn't open her eyes, but pouted her mouth.

In the face of Qian Xue's accusation, Wang Fan did not say more. His attention at this time has been attracted by Qian Xue's pouted mouth, although in the dark, he can only see the faint red.

"Bo"

"You are crazy!"

Qianxue tries her best to break away from Wang Fan's embrace. The frightened expression on her face shows her inner fear.

"Wang Fan, you are really crazy! Please! I really can't do it

In the dark, I can't see Wang Fan's expression clearly. Qianxue has no choice but to ask for mercy again. She has never been afraid of anything. She first feels the taste of despair.

It shouldn't be a tragedy, so no one is doomed to be disappointed.