"What are you laughing at? You are very proud now?" After thinking about it for a while, Murong Fengqing suddenly saw the strange smile on Gu Wujue's face. For a moment, he realized that he had not covered up his face. He must have been seen by Gu Wujue again!

"Happy smile, you bite me so hard, should also be a special deep love." Gu Wujue picked his eyebrows. His face seemed to be a little proud, a little happy, and a little excited. She is so duplicative, so cover up their own unnatural appearance, is her real appearance, is the most special, the most interesting. No matter how cold and tough they are, they are just afraid of being discovered.

And this kind of truth is only revealed in front of his own, which is what fascinates him most.

"I can love you more!" Murong Feng pinches the back of Gu Wujue's hand with his backhand. Love, right? She loves to show him, to see if he is still proud.

But, lonely but still with a smile, and then put his hand to his body a pull, and then lowered his head, accurately printed on the Murong wind that gas Doudu lips, when she did not respond, has taken the opportunity to drive straight in, sweep her mouth every sweet.

Murong Feng leans back fiercely to get rid of the control of Gu Wujue, but each other's lips seem to have a strong suction. No matter where Murong Feng wants to avoid, he can't get rid of Gu Wujue's control. Gradually, even his whole body's strength will be absorbed by Gu Wujue, and gradually he can only rise and sink with his action.

Although the brain still has a weak consciousness to resist the control of solitude, but the body is hot and soft, and the desire is gradually strong, but it is not controlled to lean on the solitude. The whole person seems to be so hot that he wants to integrate into the solitude. He only feels that the fusion of two people can alleviate the burning feeling.

It's like a century long lingering. When their consciousness comes back, they've leaned against the wall and exhaled hard, and their clothes don't look the same. There's a strong temperature in their eyes, as if they want to incinerate each other.

The lonely head is on Murong Feng's clean forehead, and her eyes are staring at the pink on her cheek, just like the ripe peach on the tree, which makes people just want to swallow her. This little woman can really torture people. No, it's not a little woman. It's a goblin. It's a goblin who specially torments herself. She torments herself all day.

"Qing'er, you must have been sent by heaven to torture me!" If so, how could he take her like this? He didn't know what to do. It's not good to be hard or soft. It's not good to make trickery, and it's not good to make trickery worse.

How can there be such a tormenting person?

"You... You let go... No one's going to torture you now!" Murong Feng is biting his teeth. He is angry and angry. He also says that she tortures him. Who is taking advantage of him now! Don't get close to her if you have the ability. No one wants to torture him, an asshole.

Take advantage of others, but also said that she tortured him.

"If you have the ability, go to the four beauties of the cloud family. I think they are gentle and dignified. None of them will torture you!"