Chapter 557

Liu Huo didn't think that the monsoon smoke would continue at all. He still managed to hold on to his clothes to prevent it from succeeding.

Who knows

The monsoon smoke dragged the flowing pants to the ankle.

A pair of long and symmetrical legs, big stab exposed in front of the monsoon smoke.

In terms of body proportion, the legs are perfect, not like the muscular bulge of an adult man, or the soft and slender, powerful but even, with more points more than one, and less than one.

Although I sleep with the fire all day long, every time the fire is dragged to bed, it's called a strict dress. It's the first time for monsoon smoke to see such a "candid" picture of the fire. The beautiful scenery in front of it makes its eyes narrowed to its satisfaction.

The monsoon smoke is satisfied, but the Liuhuo is shocked by the "bully and bow" posture of the monsoon smoke. The whole person can only hold the jacket that has faded to the flat abdomen, and stare at the monsoon smoke with smiling eyes.

"Tut Tut, my little stray fire is really perfect." The eyes of the monsoon smoke glided over the flowing fire's symmetrical arms, and her eyes fell on the flowing fire, just like the goose feather inch sweeping, which caused the flowing fire to burst of crisp hemp.

"You Don't you In this way... " The expression of Liuhuo is tight, holding the clothes in his hands and pressing it on his stomach, which is covered by the corners of the clothes.

The monsoon smoke smilingly looked at the embarrassed appearance of the fire, and the bad lead in the cell became active. She got closer, and the tip of her nose almost rubbed against the fire neck. The warm breath splashed on the fire sensitive neck, which caused his light tremor.

"Liuhuo Are you Grow tall? " The monsoon smoke half squints, slightly raises the head, looks at the flowing fire slightly flushes the cheek.

I still remember that when I found Liuhuo, he was almost as tall as her, but now, unconsciously, he was one head higher than her.

"Right..." Liuhuo is going to be tormented crazy by the intimacy of monsoon smoke, but he can only restrain his inner impulse and let himself not care about the breath and breath of monsoon smoke.

In the imperial capital that time kiss, let the monsoon smoke disgust the Star Tower thoroughly, this also lets the flowing fire, dare not easily cross the thunder pond again.

Liuhuo can't be disgusted by monsoon smoke any more.

I don't know the inner struggle of Liuhuo at all. The little hand of monsoon smoke climbed on the flat and strong chest of Liuhuo irregularly.

"The age of your blood is different from that of human beings. How old are you? How come within a year, it seems that it has changed from twelve or thirteen to fifteen or sixteen? " The slow opening of the monsoon smoke, the cool fingertips, slowly across the flowing chest, leaving a series of hot touch.

Liuhuo only felt that a nameless fire was burning in his body, and he was covered with a thin layer of sweat. The irregular hands of monsoon smoke were like two flames, leaving a scalding hot place.

That blazing heat, as if the consciousness of the flow of fire are burning a little confused.

"I I don't know... " In response, a little hoarse voice sounded in the ear of the monsoon smoke.

Monsoon smoke originally wanted to make Liuhuo amused, but did not expect that the reaction of Liuhuo was so "serious", which inevitably made monsoon smoke feel very depressed.

Liuhuo now seems to be about 15 or 16 years old as human beings. It's time for a young man of that year to start his love affair. How can he

He's only one?