Unconsciously, there was no longer any restraint on both bodies. "The Madam Huanmei" was as passionate as fire, her arms wrapped around Yang Zhao's neck like a water snake, and gradually pushed him down on the bed. Her slender and round legs spread left and right, opening herself completely. Her plump buttocks were rubbed and moved, gradually finding the right position, and then sank down like a desperate move. In an instant, her four lips immediately split into two pieces. The little prince roared like a beast, but Wen Caiting raised her elegant pink neck, and she felt as if she was a swan.

Ming. Of course she is not a virgin, but God, how could she be... so powerful? Is she really a natural dragon species, even special wherever she is? She only feels swelling, pain, and beauty. A kind of indescribable itchy feeling instantly spread from the place where the two of them connect to each other, every minute and every inch. She subconsciously raised her hand to cover her mouth, and only bursts of sob sounds leaked from the gap between her fingers. For a moment, she sat stiffly between her man's crotch and did not dare to make any moves.

Although she didn't dare to move, the beast under her that had lost all her reason and wanted to use this piece of beautiful flesh to fill her hungry thirsty, but she started to move first. He thrust violently and waves of fierce attacks from bottom to top. There was no skill at all that movement, and the only owner was the most primitive wild power. The attack like the lightning boom completely shattered the last trace of clarity in Wen Caiting's spiritual platform. The true nature of "Phantom Madam" emerged, and she moaned in a confused and charming voice, cooperating with the movements of the little prince, devoted herself to it, constantly seeking more happiness, and rewarded with a rich and beautiful gift. The sob moaning sound passed through the thin wall of grass reeds and soared to the clouds.

Wushan ** was turned into red waves. That night, he or she had never seen any joy and happiness because of the other party. However, in fact, when he did it for the second time, the medicinal power of "Yin and Yang Mixed San" had been vented and dissolved. But even though Yang Zhao recovered from waking up, he had no intention of stopping. He knew that the woman in his arms was notorious, but whenever she heard her unconcealed praise in her ears, whenever the dazzling snow waves were rippling in front of her eyes, whenever the peach blossom land was shrinking and pressing from all directions, and finally

When he was completely vented in the helpless twitch, he would have a sense of taboo like affair. Not only did he not want to stop, but he became more excited because of this. Two, three, four, five times, each time slowly landing from the peak that was so wonderful that it could make people die and live, they seemed to have squeezed out all their strength. However, it was very strange that they only needed to get back a little, but they still felt that they were still unfulfilled. So without any hesitation, the two immediately entangled together again, pursuing the refreshing paradise of the world with affection.

I don’t know how long it has been, but Yang Zhao only knew that when he came out this time, the sound of chickens crowing sounded in the yard outside the house. He leaned down with satisfaction and pressed his face on Wen Caiting’s smooth jade back with a wonderful touch. He wrapped one hand in his willow waist, and the other hand was still pressing on the large plump and softness. He couldn’t help but breathe slightly. "Miss Huanmei" was also distracted, as if his whole body had been rubbed and crushed, and was paralyzed on the bed. His beautiful eyes were full of confusion and loss of consciousness, and he showed that he didn’t know where the world was, and what year tonight.

At this moment, at this moment! The harsh trembling sound of "buzz~" suddenly roared. The cold sword energy was like a mountain torrent, completely destroying the entire wall of the cottage. A slim figure broke in with the sword and shouted angrily: "Hello, Yang Zhao!" Without saying anything, he raised the sword and pointed it at the little prince and chopped it. It was Zhu Meixian! In the moment of lightning, Yang Zhao hugged Wen Caiting, rolled over a few feet without thinking, and barely escaped the sword on the head. Zhu Meixian was mixed with grief and anger, and took a big step forward and shouted: "Do not, you hide! You can hide, see if you can still escape the fifteenth!" The blood-red demon blade chopped and chopped it all in a headless manner, completely incompetent.

Speaking of which, although Yang Zhao and Zhu Meixian have been less than ten words since they met, they have actually agreed to Zhu Yuyan in person when they were discussing conditions with "Empress Yin" in Luoyang City to connect Zhu Meixian, the little princess of the Yingui Sect, to use the big red flower bridge to marry the Yang family. Even though the marriage was not approved by the grandfather Yang Jian and grandmother Queen Dugu, they could not be done accurately. However, the words that were said were poured out. The marriage had not been officially cancelled, and he actually hugged Wen Caiting, but he was really guilty.

It’s just that I can’t stand the temptation so much. I don’t have Invincible Dragon Bookstore to suppress my desires with strong willpower... Thousands of words, in short, it’s just that I’m wrong. The little prince smiled bitterly, and didn’t even speak up to defend himself (just because he knew that the debate was useless), but he just tried his best to dodge, and didn’t know how to clean up this big show. In an instant, he rolled left and right, not only in a mess, but also in a thrilling state. But how big can the place in this bedroom be? He was forced into a dead corner for a moment. Zhu Meixian gritted his teeth and pointed at the little prince and "Miss Huanmei", raising his sword as his chest.

There is no way to avoid it, there is no way to hide. Although I am indeed guilty, no matter what, I can't really wait for death, right? Yang Zhao smiled bitterly, raised his palms helplessly, and saw the momentum of the Demon Blade, "pa~" and entered the blade with empty hands! The palms were combined, and it fell into the air. It was not because he couldn't see it accurately, but between the lightning and fire, a green energy came first, "swish~" and shot through the air, and it was unbiased, and it was right in the sky. The energy looked weak, and it was actually

The power contained in it was surprisingly great. Zhu Meixian was hit by a giant hammer and staggered back three steps. Before he could stand still, he saw a petite figure jumping into the cottage and standing up in front of Yang Zhao. It was Xiaoqing. The little maid was full of anger and shouted, "Bad woman, do you dare to attack the young master? Kill you!" Before he finished speaking, he raised his hand and poked Zhu Meixian with one finger. The green finger was twirling and twisting, and he actually shot at Zhu Meixian's back, which was the Tang Sect's killing skill Demon Tuojie.

Zhu Meixian and Xiaoqing have been together for a long time, and they knew that this little maid was very poisonous and would never be able to touch her. Seeing that the other party was angry and unwilling to dodge her, even if she was reluctant, she had to dodge her side. She was angry and anxious and stomped her feet and said, "Your young master is a heartless and heartless man, why are you still protecting him? Get out of the way! If you don't use this unfaithful man today, I won't be Zhu!" She turned her arms and pulled out the Dark Heaven Demon Blade from her waist. With the two blades in her hand, her momentum immediately increased, but she rubbed her body and grabbed it, "Ping Ping Pong~

"The earth started to fight. The body of the poisonous spirit was poisonous to the world, but Zhu Meixian used the "Space Chapter" of the Heavenly Demon Secret **. The Heavenly Demon Field was mysterious, causing the entire space to rise and fall. Xiaoqing was completely at a loss during her time. Even though the poisonous power was domineering, she could not find a target for a while, and could only storm the poisonous fog to protect her body. The two of them had their own strengths and weaknesses. It was obvious that they could not be done in just one or three moments. Instead, they threw away the original two masters, Yang Zhao and Wen Caiting.

Zhu Meixian suddenly appeared, that's fine. But I remember that last night, Xiaoqing was obviously with Danmei and the others. Now that the little maid has come, will the others still be far away? The little prince smiled helplessly and looked out of the house. As expected, through the gap in the wall that had been cut off by Zhu Meixian, there were four people, including Danmei, Fan Qinghui, Blood Phoenix, Feitian, etc., who were scattered into a semicircle and standing in the courtyard outside the thatched cottage. Miss Du and Situ Ya were fine, "Yin Yanmei" held the mother-child rings in both hands, and their bodies trembled slightly. The eyebrows were already full of sadness, anger and sadness. Fairy Fan pursed her lips tightly, her face pale as paper. Her expression was wooden, like a clay puppet.

It was rare to steal a mouth once, but it was actually a bit unfair to be watched. The little prince lamented in his heart, pulled the sheet quickly, and opened the two halves in a "chi~" privately. One half was covered by Wen Caiting, and the other half surrounded his waist, stood up and shouted, "Xiaoting, stop! Come back."

In the world, there are only two people who can make Xiaoqing obey the orders unconditionally. Yang Bingbing is not here, so Yang Zhao's orders are supreme. Even though he knows that there are swords and fires in front of him, as long as the sound comes into his mind, Xiaoqing will immediately obey all his instructions unconditionally. Since the little prince asked her to go back at this moment, she didn't even hesitate at the Invincible Dragon Bookstore, and even ignored the double blades of the demons swept to her.

The lower part immediately turned around and left. Zhu Meixian was shocked and couldn't help but stop. After all, her anger was all aimed at Yang Zhao. She didn't have much murderous intention to be young for Xiaoqing, a little maid who was born like a jade carving. She was just unable to advance, but she was unwilling to retreat, so she stood up angrily and stared at Yang Zhao with her eyes. If her eyes could kill, then there was no doubt that Yang Zhao had already been removed from her.

Situ Ya is used to the world and is very clear about human relationships and worldly affairs. He has long known the relationship between Fan Qinghui and the little prince. Danmei has a affection for this man, so he can clearly see it. Zhu Meixian and the king of Henan have a engagement first, while Xiaoqing claims to be the little prince's maid. As for Wen Caiting, it goes without saying. At this moment, the women present have more or less, deep or shallow relationships with the little prince, so they have to be completely "subordinate". Since that's the case, it's unnecessary to stay on the scene. Anyway, if you want to settle the troublesome things in front of you, you can only rely on the little prince's own ability, and outsiders can't help at all. On the contrary, if you don't care about the person you are leaving for a while, you can make it easier for them to talk?

With a decision in his heart, Situ Ya didn't want to stay for a moment. He untied the Heavenly God Soldier Tiger Soul from his back, inserted it into the ground with a few steps, then turned to the side, then turned to the blood phoenix, pulled her up and left. Although Miss Du had nothing to do with the matter, she and Danmei were already considered old friendship, and had a good relationship with Zhu Meixian. Seeing that the little prince was so "unwilling and fortunate", Miss Du also seemed indignant as a woman. However, no one else had spoken yet, and she couldn't find any reason to do it. At this time, Fei Tian came over to pull her, and immediately raised her eyebrows, glared at her eyes, and started to scold her. Fei Tian smiled bitterly, and didn't care whether the men and women were allowed to kiss her anymore. He hurriedly covered her mouth and shouted in a low voice: "Miss, I beg you, please don't cause trouble here, okay? Let's go."

"What are you going? I have to make it clear today." The Blood Phoenix threw Feitian away and said angrily: "Don't you know what happened last night? You and I are subordinates of the Henan Prince's Mansion, so it's fine. Danmei, Meixian, and Fairy Fan, have something to do with the prince? Why did they fight to save people? But we are fighting to death, but he hugged an ungrateful woman over there and was having a merry and happy life. What's going on? I'm unhappy and betrayal! Humph, how can such a despicable villain be worthy of my Blood Phoenix to sacrifice his life to follow?"

The so-called "white clothes are dust-free, and the phoenix bathes in blood". Miss Du not only has a physical and psychological obsession. She was born in the underworld, and she has no distinction between superiors and inferiority in her heart, but also has a temper of fire and thunder. The reason why she entered the Henan Palace to serve Yang Zhao was only because she wanted to repay the favor of the Nanman ranks. The little prince once ignored the previous grudges and tried to save her. However, the relationship between the two parties was not too restricted. At this time, Miss Du was resentful, and she burst out in one breath without hesitation. As a result, Yang Zhao was even more embarrassed and ashamed of himself. He sighed long, took two steps forward, and smiled bitterly: "Yes. Not gratitude, unfaithfulness. These eight words are used to describe me..."

"To use these eight words to describe you, Prince, is simply a big mistake!"

Before Yang Zhao could finish his words, Wen Caiting suddenly interrupted him. He originally thought that even if the matter between him and the little prince had lasted, there should be at least a ten-day and a half-month buffer period. However, he did not expect that the retribution would come so quickly and he was arrested. Fan Qinghui is the descendant of Jingzhai and has always been incompatible with the Demon Sect, so "Miss Huanmei" is not very worried. Danmei is his junior sister, and Wen Caiting has always had the most demanding relationship with her.
Chapter completed!