The wind outside the window is cold, but the room is as warm as spring.

There was a different kind of aura in Ye Fan's room.

The moonlight shines through the window frame and shines on the wide bed, reflecting two hazy figures!

"Brother Ye..."

Zi Huan murmured, her eyes blurred, leaning gently on Ye Fan, and her jade-like fingers slowly drew circles on his chest.

The ice-skinned and jade-like skin is not enough to describe Zihuan's moving body. Her sapphire-like hair is softly dispersed, sliding past Ye Fan, slightly cool and itchy.

At this time, Ye Fan's clothes disappeared, revealing his crystal skin.

“Um…”

I don’t know who took the initiative first, but the four lips suddenly pressed tightly together, and the breath began to become disordered.

Zi Huan hugged Ye Fan's toned body tightly, and kept murmuring meaningless syllables from her mouth, as if it was uncomfortable and as if it was very pleasant.

The two men's bodies were tightly attached, as if they were about to melt each other into their own bodies.

The lilac spits inward and knocks in.

The two spiritual snakes were entangled and kept making sucking sounds.

a long time……

The two slowly separated and stared at each other affectionately.

Zihuan took a deep breath as if she was not oxygenated and said charmingly: "Brother Ye, let Zihuan serve you..."

After saying that, Zihuan gently pecked Ye Fan's forehead, swept across his dexterous fragrant tongue, and the scented breath of Zhilan spewed on Ye Fan's ears, making him tremble involuntarily.

At this moment, Ye Fan's blood seemed to condense in one place, as hot as fire, as hard as iron, standing rustling!

Zihuan's spiritual tongue gently slid across Ye Fan's earlobe, sucked gently on his earlobe, making a "chubby" sound, which made the sound of insects outside the window stop suddenly.

It can be heard that Ye Fan's breathing became obviously thicker, as if he was suppressing something, and seemed to be looking forward to something.

As the demon clan, Zi Huan's body temperature is lower, and the cold stimulation makes Ye Fan's hair stand up all over his body.

It’s not because Ye Fan has poor concentration and cannot withstand temptation.

Instead, he is a pure yang body. Although he seals his own qi and blood with the traces of heaven and earth, his natural reaction is still more intense than that of normal people.

"Shit..."

Zi Huan's chuckle came from his ears, and Ye Fan's whole body shook unconsciously.

It turned out that the purple and green jade hand slid down quietly, and suddenly grabbed his "handle". How could he not make him feel excited?

“It’s so majestic!”

Zihuan said with a chuckling.

Ye Fan was very embarrassed and embarrassed, but he reacted naturally, and it was difficult for him to control it.

Besides, now he doesn't want to control himself and suppress his instinctive needs.

Now he is completely passive and no longer has the aura of looking down on the field.

"Brother Ye, don't laugh at me."

Zihuan whispered softly, her voice full of passion and charm, and said, "Although I seem very skilled, it is actually Zihuan who did this once."

Ye Fan understood that the women of the demon clan were generally bold and unrestrained, and Zi Huan was one of them, and they were very clean.

However, in such a big environment, no matter how she deliberately avoids these things, she can always hear a lot.

If you are influenced by your eyes, these things will naturally be achieved.

It’s just the first time Ye Fan practiced today.

However, it seems that the effect is quite good. From Ye Fan's reaction, you can see that men still like their women to do this.

"I……"

Before Ye Fan could say anything, he was sealed back by Zihuan's delicate and fragrant lips.

"Don't say it, feel it quietly, our heartbeats are the same rhythm!"

Zi Huan gently left Ye Fan's lips, and then swept down along his chin.

"Hiss..."

Soon, Ye Fan gasped and his sweat and pores were open, almost unable to suppress his own qi and blood.

It turned out that Zihuan had buried her head under his lower abdomen and was trying hard to swallow his hot and powerful parts.

Ye Fan was throbbing, his whole body was hot, and he almost erupted. He took a few breaths of cold air before he resisted the impulse.

"I heard from others that this will be very buzzing..."

Zi Huan's head swung greatly and said vaguely.

Ye Fan was trembling all over. What's the matter?

What have you learned in this environment?

However

He did not refute, but just quietly enjoyed Zihuan's service.

He knew that now, if Zi Huan was interrupted again, let’s not mention whether it was too hypocritical or hurt Zi Huan’s heart.

Zihuan is willing to do this!

Not far outside the window, Zi Xiaoyi finished practicing martial arts, pushed open the window and sprayed out a breath of turbid air, and suddenly felt his spirit multiplied.

Suddenly, his expression moved, he listened carefully for a moment, and smiled silently.

"Huan'er finally got the happiness she longed for..."

Zi Xiaoyi closed his five senses and silently blessed Zihuan in his heart, and at the same time, blessed Ye Fan!

It was late at night, and except for some special places, the entire ancient magic city seemed to have fallen asleep.

However, in an inconspicuous building, there is spring.

Nephrite warm fragrance!

This is Ye Fan's touch at this moment. His hands were shrouded on a pair of nephrite that was as good as snow and frost, and there was a slight bulge in the palm of his palm.

"oh……"

Zihuan exhales like orchids, her starry eyes are hazy, and her pretty face is bright and bright, just like a blooming peach blossom.

There was a faint fragrance in the air, and there seemed to be a strange smell in the fragrance, which made people feel excited.

Ye Fan was in this situation at this moment, and he felt that he was about to boil.

"Ao!"

Ye Fan's eyes were burning with raging flames, and he let out a low roar and turned over and pressed Zi Huan under him.

"Gentle... I'm afraid..."

Zihuan's charming voice seemed to sound the horn of attack, allowing men to transform into werewolf without the full moon.

However, Ye Fan was a veteran after all, and knew that even a monk would be very fragile in this regard, so he did not rush to charge.

"Hiss..."

Now it was Zihuan's turn to suck in the cold air. The most sensitive bulge encountered the magma temperature, which made her shudder.

“Um…”

Gradually, Zihuan became a little unbearable and kept welcoming her, as if she was gnawing on her body by a small insect, making her itchy and numb.

"Brother Ye..."

"Um!"

"Come in……"

“Where to enter?”

"You hate it!"

Zi Huan was so ashamed that she gently pounded Ye Fan's shoulder, crossed her legs, reached her hands to the place where the two of them were in contact, and after straightening them, hooked them hard.

"Puchi!"

"ah!"

Ye Fan fell, but Zi Huan screamed in surprise, and a fine bead of sweat floated from his forehead, and he said tremblingly: "No... don't move, it hurts me to death."

Ye Fan was ordered and did not move anymore, but leaned down and sealed her fragrant lips.

The cultivator's physique is naturally much stronger than that of normal people. Soon, Zi Huan recovered, twisted his snake-like body, and gently leaned over to Ye Fan's ear: "You can move, but you have to slow down."

“The road is slippery on rainy days!”

Ye Fan also replied, and his body began to slowly rise and fall.
To be continued...