Chapter 25

When yunmenglong returned to his old nest, he got into the apricot blue quilt. It's called a warmth. When he woke up, apricot blue wrapped his smooth body around Yunmeng dragon's body like an octopus, and the moment when Yunmeng dragon was forced down several times turned into a prairie fire.

Apricot Blue Hot fragrant lips stick to every Qiu knot muscle on Yunmeng dragon, and Yunmeng dragon is comfortable. "Shit, it's cool. It's better to be apricot blue. Su Qingyao's dead mother has calculated such a bad fortune for me. She really doesn't have any mind. Otherwise, hum, she must be called to die and live under my divine dragon. I haven't heard a word that the disaster should last for thousands of years. I should live for 10000 years. By the way, forget to ask her so-called saint What is the chain? There are only fragrant grass charming, and there are no chain objects? "

When yunmenglong's dragon was buried in the apricot blue warm mouth, he could not continue his thinking. Apricot Blue's soft and greasy tongue skillfully licks the dragon. The Dragon soars, and apricot Blue's mouth can hardly contain it.

People say that gentle township is a hero's grave. However, yunmenglong's Dragon showed its great power in the gentle township of apricot blue. Apricot blue retreated day by day, sweating and asking for help at the same time. The snow-white sheets are wet and soaked by the crystal sweet dew

Apricot blue is in full bloom like a Datura, with the momentum of Yunmeng dragon divine sword.

The hero comes from the chaos in the world, and the gentle inner front of the village is covered.

After the rain stopped, yunmenglong found the book from the clothes thrown aside. The book is rotten. It looks like the dog meat roasted by the old beggar. This feeling makes yunmenglong's stomach melancholy. Alas, the big black dog is still lying in the kennel outside. He will find flowers to roast the dog later. The oily thigh, tut Tut, cascaded down the corner of yunmenglong's mouth. Yunmenglong wiped his saliva and continued to appreciate the book that Su Qingyao maintained with his chastity and life. The prime minister used shameless means to catch the book that Su Qingyao wanted to ask.

After the rain stopped, yunmenglong found the book from the clothes thrown aside. The book is rotten. It looks like the dog meat roasted by the old beggar. This feeling makes yunmenglong's stomach melancholy. Alas, the big black dog is still lying in the kennel outside. He will find flowers to roast the dog later. The oily thigh, tut Tut, cascaded down the corner of yunmenglong's mouth. Yunmenglong wiped his saliva and continued to appreciate the book that Su Qingyao maintained with his chastity and life. The prime minister used shameless means to catch the book that Su Qingyao wanted to ask.