Chapter 640

Yang Yu got in and met a man face to face. He was scared out of his soul. It was a very disgusting and frightening face.

That's the face of the ghost king.

Two people at the same time a Leng, ghost king seized Yang Yu's arm, open mouth to swallow.

Yang Yu reversed his hands, grabbed the pole of the sedan chair, raised his feet and kicked it.

The ghost King fell back and staggered.

Yang Yu ran out in a hurry and looked around. Other people, including Gen Shu, ran without a trace. At this time, he saw the bride wearing a phoenix crown.

Yang Yu ran over, picked up the bride and ran down the mountain.

The ghost king, an old lecheron, is coming for women. He comes after them.

Regardless of the branches, Yang Yu went into the denser weeds and hid.

Yang Yu saw the ghost King's figure and said, "hold your breath."

They held their breath.

The ghost king of Tibet smelled Yang Qi with his thick nose and didn't get anything for a long time.

After a tour around, the huge eye turned around, as if it didn't grow on him. It would fall down at any time.

The ghost King stayed for a moment, but still didn't leave.

But Yang Yu and the bride already could not hold back, the face all held back red, finally did not hold back, breathed out.

"Bad!" Yang Yu just want to pull up the bride to continue to run, found that the ghost king to another direction, the original there are people.

Yang Yu was relieved.

After hiding in the grass for a long time, they decided that the ghost king would not come back, so they sat down and settled down.

In winter, the grass has all withered and yellow, but the weather is dry, and the grass is very dense, which blocks the wind, and the bottom is very thick. It's not cold at all, and it's quite warm.

At this time, the bride took Yang Yu's hand.

"Well, we can go back. It's safe." Yang Yu is ready to take the bride's hand and leave here.

But the bride shook her head, not willing to get up, but did not take the initiative.

"What's the matter?" Yang Yu asked.

But the bride did not answer.

Yang Yu thought: is it not Liu Xinyi?

Yang Yu does not dare to believe in this headdress. This is her wedding night, and it's a book for the bridegroom.

But the bride has been holding Yang Yu's hand, that is, she doesn't speak or leave. Although it's not cold in the grass, it's a southern city after all, but it's meaningless to stay here.

Yang Yu thought, first confirm whether it's Liu Xinyi. Maybe Xinkai is like a flower, then it's not romantic.

Yang Yu reaches out his hand to welcome the bride's head.

Liu xinruyi is not a fairy in the skeleton.

Yang Yu was deeply attracted by Liu Xinyi's beauty. Liu Xinyi looked at Yang Yu affectionately, said with a smile: "in my heart, today is married to you."

Liu Xinyi is in Yang Yu's arms. For her, this is the happiest time of her life.

Yang Yu also hugged her tightly in his arms.

"I'm your woman tonight." Liu Xinyi said firmly.

Yang Yu lowers his head and looks at the beauty in his arms. Liu Xinyi raises her head and kisses Yang Yu.

Two people in this wilderness grass passionate kiss up.

Liu Xinyi, wearing a red wedding dress, was still very frightened. However, on her wedding night, she gave her first time to Yang Yu. I don't know how to say it well. Is it Sao or constancy. But Yang Yu thinks it's exciting.

Two people's tongue, head entangled together, calling for heating, love, liquid blend, Liu Xinyi a pair of my expression, let Yang Yu's androgen soar.

Yang Yu's hand reaches into the bride's red dress and touches Liu Xinyi's big milk.

But the bridal dress is too tight, Yang Yu can only vaguely touch the milk, a part of the son.

"Yes, yes." But Liu Xinyi has already issued a moving groan, tightly embracing Yang Yu's neck.

Two people a period of lingering, Yang Yu already hard, bang bang. But in such a cold winter, it's really inconvenient to be outdoors. I can't take them off. It's all cold, though they are very hot.

But no matter how cold it is in winter, it can't stop the desire for sex.

Yang Yu pushes Liu Xinyi away. Liu Xinyi falls on the hay, and his legs are clamped on Yang Yu's waist.

The bodies of the two are completely integrated.