Unscrupulous Enchantress: The Eldest Young Miss has Arrived! - Chapter 301

[Chapter 301]

Lu Shiqian twisted a few times, and Wei Mo let out another long groan, like the sound of a mountain spring filled with stone sounds, pouring out a burst of hot magma.

Fragrant, a little stronger.

Wei Mo blushed and looked into Lu Diqian’s dark eyes, which became hard again.

God-level powerhouses are naturally healthy, and the fragrance of the flowers can be solved one by one, and the night is still very long, isn’t it?

Before she woke up the next day, she felt that someone was watching her intently, and felt that the soft flesh that entered her body was hard again, so she seduced her with an inexplicable evil charm, pierced her through the bottom, opened her eyes, but saw strands of silver hair falling down. chest.

The red eyes looked at her openly, and the red lips uttered the words: “You have eaten this uncle, should I ask for some reward?”

As she said that, without waiting for her to respond, she rhythmically rhythmically began to rhythm, wild, wild, and uninhibited!

A nine-day divine thunder blew down, and the thunder wiped out all living beings, oh ha ha ha ha

Lu Shiqian was stunned. To be honest, she accepted the black-haired Weimo, but that didn’t mean she accepted the silver-haired Weimo. Although it was one body, it was two souls. Another person squeezed in. But in this daze, someone was sprinting frantically in her body, and this feeling was extremely unpleasant!

Lu Shiqian turned around and was about to get out of bed.

The silver-haired Wei Mo pressed her on the bed viciously, not letting go.

Lu Shiqian’s face suddenly turned black, he took out his dagger and stabbed it.

The silver-haired Wei Mo held the dagger in one hand and supported her waist in the other. “Do you want to murder your husband?” Xie Xie’s eyes flickered, suddenly seductive.

Without using Eudemons Fusion, not using magical power, and not using ultimate moves, Lu Daiqian couldn’t compare to Silver-haired Weimo. In his silver-haired state, he not only has a different temperament and temperament than before, he even has an intuition that is almost a beast, and his reaction is very fast. The two are close to each other, and they are very ambiguous. Wei Mo would find a spare time and push it up a few times, often calling her a breather. What’s more, when this guy is dodging or attacking, he is screaming and making people angry.

As soon as Lu Diqian twisted his body, Wei Mo let out an uncontrollable low-pitched moan. She took the opportunity to escape and gave someone a kick.

Wei Mo dodged and pulled the ambiguous silver thread where the two bodies joined, drawing an arc that made people imagine. He lay coquettishly on the bed, staring at the beauty in Lu Shiqian’s chest, his eyes burning with low flames , but there was desire and dissatisfaction in her tone: “What a cruel woman, she was so gentle yesterday!”

Her body, her people, he wants. Yesterday, the soul longed for her with that kid, and the unforgettable feeling has penetrated into the soul. Hmph, still that kid is too inferior, if he came yesterday…

Lu Shiqian had already dressed quickly, laying on the bed without looking at him, with radiant eyes, a man with a lean and beautiful body, skin like silk and satin, and a face like peach blossoms. Although the man’s appearance at this time is very smoky, very lingering and ambiguous, and even a bit bewitchingly beautiful, but she just doesn’t eat that kind of thing!

The door opened, and Lan Ruo was standing outside with a flushed face, holding a golden basin for wiping her face in her hand.

It was the silver-haired Wei Mo, with no shyness at all. His face was as thick as a city wall. He stood up naked and dressed slowly, completely ignoring Lan Ruo outside the door, Qin Xingluo and Yaohong who had just come over. There are traces of love that have not faded away, so that people can see what good things he has done. He and the black-haired Wei Mo are two extremes, like two ends of a scale, like positive and negative poles.

Qin Xingluo’s eyes were bright and dark, and finally he squeezed his fist, and then looked at Lu Shiqian, his eyes were firmer.

Yaohong understands what happened yesterday. He lowered his head, unable to tell what he was feeling. He was a little jealous… His bewitching beauty seemed to be of no use to this woman. , She put her eyes on him and paid more attention to him, but he felt that there was an insurmountable distance between him and her, Lord Bai, Lord Death, and her increasingly mysterious aura.

After Wei Mo got dressed, Lan Ruo walked in.

When he entered the god rank, his appearance was still between a teenager and a young man. Those green eyes seemed to be the purest color in nature. Behind him, there were a pair of faint light wings.

Her face was still red, and when she was waiting for Lu Daiqian to wash her face, her skin touched her, and the heat almost made him jump up, his face was even redder, and even his pointed ears were red.

Helping her comb the black satin, waterfall-like hair, and even a little trembling hands. The elf was pure, and when he saw a scene that was not so pure, he was still a little stunned.

Lu Shiqian looked around at the few people and gave Wei Mo a cold look.

The silver-haired Wei Mo smiled indifferently.

He still doesn’t understand the minds of these men, they are so boring and sullen, I’m afraid they are waiting to get on the woman’s bed early, don’t pay attention, how can I do it! He doesn’t mind being the third child, but he wants to prevent Lu Diqian from looking for the fourth and fifth… This woman is too attractive and deadly. She doesn’t want to provoke men, but she can’t keep men from sticking to him.

The man held his chin and seemed unfathomable. He didn’t think about it, he was one of the men who stuck to him.

The god of death flashed back, naturally tired of being beside Lu Shiqian, with a very aggrieved expression. Yesterday, he wanted to squeeze into bed with her, but another man took his place. Just like last time, he didn’t know why, but wanted to take it. The two souls of the man asked them to taste his thousands of tricks, but he thought again, if he did that, the master would be sad, and he didn’t want the master to hurt even a little bit of heart, so he let himself stay in the sky one night. Now I can hold my master again, it feels so good, I miss this feeling more and more in my heart, and I love this feeling more and more. As long as the owner is there, everything is fine.

“Master, I’m going to learn love from you tonight.” The god of death stared at the master with great happiness in his heart. A few days ago, the master said that the shy but incomparably comfortable bed was full of electricity and great joy. And nosebleeds are called love. He has to make up for it.

As soon as these words came out, the effect was like pulling thunder out of dry land, turning a whole room of people overturned.