Chapter 487

Emperor Mo Xuan's fingers are long and white.

Xu is the reason for years of practice, his finger belly a little bit thin cocoon.

When you rub it on the soft pink lips of the night, there is a burst of electric current.

Night clear fall, just feel on the lip, seem to have lit up a fire.

His pure and secluded peach blossom eyes, like obsidian, ripple in circles.

Night clear fall don't head, want to avoid the finger of emperor Mo Xuan.

But he increased his strength and rubbed her lips with his fingers.

The tip of his finger still seemed to be hanging her lips.

"I..." Night clear falls throat a tight, just a mouth, his finger, then brush her shellfish tooth.

This action, make night clear fall, cheek smoked red.

She was so angry that she simply opened her mouth and bit the man's finger and glared at him.

Biting the man's hand, she couldn't pronounce clearly: "stop it!"

Emperor Mo Xuan's face is full of smile.

Between the eyebrows and eyes of Nasi tired, also scattered in the smile.

He bowed his head and approached the night at close range.

His smile is evil.

What is his voice full of bewitching

Warm breath, all sprayed on her neck.

Where can I resist such provocation, my hands struggling to push and jostle the man's chest: "I am not independent of you, but Depending on you at the same time, I want to progress, want to become stronger, want to Become your dependence. "

A light sigh rings from the top of the head.

Emperor Mo Xuan reluctantly let go of the night, and his face was full of helpless expression: "I knew I will be convinced by you in the end

A piece of white cloth fell into the hands of night Qingluo.

When the night was clear and confused, he opened the white cloth. After seeing the figures everywhere on the white cloth, the whole person Completely confused.

"This This is... " Night Qingluo, breathing suddenly rapid, five fingers clenched the white cloth, raised eyes staring at emperor Mo Xuan, "this is the map of death castle?"

This is a map of one side.

It shows all the layout of a place in detail.

Even every local organ and array are clearly marked.

"I've been in your hands all my life." Emperor Mo Xuan had no choice but to re circle the night in his arms. His peach blossom eyes seemed to carry thousands of spring water.

His voice, though full of helplessness, may be heard, that helpless under the thick doting.

This kind of indulgence can only be enjoyed by night

The heart of night clear falls, seem to have been pinched by something in general.

She stares at the map in her hand.

A thin white cloth, held in hand, night Qingluo felt like a kilogram, heavy she even breathing, have some difficulties.

He left in anger after he stopped her from taking the task.

Not really angry, not willing to pay attention to her.

It's about

Drew all the maps of the castle of death for her.

To reduce her chances of getting hurt.

Mingming was worried and didn't want her to go to the castle of death to do this task.

But in order to let her happy, in order to let her be able to buy into the task, an this heart.

He still compromised.

Such a man How can you keep her from falling in love?

He is always like this, casual words, pay for his behavior, always tease her heart, so that she can not think about other things.

"Ah Xuan, thank you..."

Thousands of words, only this one sentence, can express the feelings in her heart.

Night Qingluo hands ring God Mo Xuan's neck, initiative to offer their own pink lips.

She closed her eyes, a drop of crystal, followed the corner of her eyes.

This life, can get emperor Mo Xuan so precious, is her luck.

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