Chapter 452

"Xiaoge'er, is this an invitation to me?"

Si Mo lies on the bed, holding the "scorching sun" in his arms, and his amber eyes are filled with a blurred color.

I'm afraid at this time, mu Qingge put a knife in his heart, he would not give up, let alone leave.

Invitation?

Mu light song clear eyes deep, flash a cold awn.

The smile in the corner of his mouth is more and more charming. She stretched out a set of exquisite fingers, gently hook up Simao slightly pan blue chin, his head slightly raised.

Si Mo cooperates with her, eyeground is full of doting smile.

"The first master of Linchuan mainland, the holy king of the Shengyuan Empire, wants to warm the bed for you personally. How could he refuse?" Mu light song red lips light open, said words with a bit of arrogance and evil four.

"Warm the bed?" Si Mo amber eyes, flowing a kind of danger. His little singer, actually regards him as a warm bed girl?

Sharp fingertip, from Si Mo's face slip gently.

It seems that mu Qingge is elaborately describing his facial features: "there are few such unique colors in the world. Today, I'm really honored. But... "

Her movements, gradually downward.

Follow Si Mo's nose tip, come to his lip, his chin. Then, he swam across his neck along his chin, came to the hidden clavicle in his clothes, and rowed back and forth a few times.

Si Mo's eyes, gradually blurred, amber deep, covered with a touch of enchanting rose.

His little song is playing with fire.

However, he didn't want to refuse or stop.

Silver fingertip, with the beautiful clavicle for a while, and outline the shape of the cervical fossa, satisfied to leave, continue down.

She will Si Mo's clothes gently pull open, exposed white chest, and perfect, powerful muscle lines.

Finally, her hand came up to his heart.

Suddenly, Mu light singer in the action of a stop, Si Mo can clearly feel the Mu light singer in increased strength. He even felt the sharp fingertips trying to cut his skin.

He didn't move. He was interested to see what his little song wanted to do.

There was a faint pain on the chest, and a drop of blood red blood beads came out of the skin where the fingertips were against the Simao heart.

It's like blood dripping from his chest.

"But I wonder if his majesty is clean in mind and body? I have a habit of cleanliness. Dirty people can't warm my bed for me Singing the evil way.

Si Mo on the chest wound, as if unconscious, eyes only allow the shadow of Mu Qingge: "xiaoge'er rest assured, I bathe every day, clean can't be any more clean."

After that, he raised his hand and put his finger on the wound.

The beads of blood came out of his fingers.

Mu Qingge's eyes narrowed and looked at him. His fingertips were also loosened. And in her fingertips loose, she was surprised to find that Simao chest, she made the wound, actually instantly healed, can not see a little strange.

It seems that the scene just now is just her fantasy.

Such a strong healing ability, I am afraid, can be comparable to her genetically modified body!

Mu Qingge is shocked by Simao's recovery ability, but the latter holds the blood bead and puts it in front of Mu Qingge.

That blood bead, as if coagulated into it just overflowing appearance, did not change because of Si Mo's action. It stands on his fingertip, as if has the life, inside the blood flows unceasingly, with some kind of glistening.

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