Unscrupulous Enchantress: The Eldest Young Miss has Arrived! - Chapter 582

[Chapter 582]

I might not feel it in normal times, but now when I want to talk privately with the god of death, there is a big light bulb beside me, and everyone will be upset, and Lu Shiqian is no exception.

“Can you find a place to play?” Lu Daiqian unceremoniously expelled the guests.

“I have nowhere to go.” Shuang Ruyue spread out her hands extremely rogue, he had a hunch that once he left, the two would do something that would make him jealous, so he kept watching !

“Anywhere, as long as you don’t stay here.” Lu Shiqian reiterated.

“I don’t know the way.” Shuang Ruyue entangled.

Lu Shiqian was in a hurry.

Shuang Ruyue insisted: “What do you want to do, what do you do when you enter the room, why did you close the door?” He was full of jealousy and slammed the door in disregard of his image. How could he still be the master of the world like this, he is simply a jealous husband, really angry to catch the adulterer.

Lu Shiqian thought he was noisy, really, the lover in the world said some private things, he had no eyesight to join in the fun, and he said: “Death, you go and isolate him, don’t let him explore anything that will happen in this room. .” Her strength is much weaker than Shuang Ruyue, and she doesn’t have that ability.

“Yeah.” The master agreed obediently, and obediently put a protective layer on Xingfang, making sure that Shuang Ruyue couldn’t see anything, couldn’t hear anything, and he couldn’t even feel anything inside.

Shuang Ruyue, who was eavesdropping, was suddenly blocked. Of course, she knew whose handwriting it was, and was furious, but he turned his anger into his anger, but he couldn’t do anything about it. In terms of force, he couldn’t defeat the strongest creator of the world, not to mention that There are two creators in it. Although the one is not very useful, it can make up the number of people!

Angry him, what is this? !

It is simply embarrassing, it is simply shameless!

Shuangruyue’s vinegar jar was broken, vinegar spilled all over the ground, and thousands of poisonous schemes ran through his mind, but when Lu Shiqian turned to his mind, these poisonous schemes disappeared one by one. All he could do was… squatting on the ground and sulking!

At the same time, I was also curious, what were those two doing in the room?

What Lu Shiqian wanted to do to the god of death was some kind of activity that was not suitable for children.

There’s nothing to be ashamed of, and nothing to be ashamed of. She loves him, wants him, and is loyal to her heart.

In this warm and comfortable room, Lu Shiqian said decisively, “Come here, lie down, take off your clothes, and let me take a good look at you.”

Grim Reaper’s face became red, he didn’t understand, he asked, “Don’t you want to talk?” He didn’t understand, how could “talking” turn into “taking off your clothes”. But the heart is rejoicing.

Lu Shiqian replied very calmly: “Yes, both of them have taken off their clothes, wouldn’t it be more intimate to talk?” These words were even suspected of being molested by the disciples, but her face was extremely positive, and she was not at all ashamed. Straightforward.

The God of Death would never disobey Lu Diqian’s orders. Although he didn’t understand, he obediently removed his cloak, but under her increasingly fiery gaze, why did he feel a little… shy and embarrassed? But what followed was extreme excitement in his heart, just being looked at by her, he felt his whole body softened and electric current overflowed.

“Don’t be shy, don’t be embarrassed, let me take a good look at you.” Lu Shiqian’s voice darkened, he pressed him on the soft white velvet bed, and looked closely, not only his eyes but also his hands.

His eyebrows and eyes are incomparable in this world. When he takes off his cloak, even the mountains, rivers, and the earth will change color. No matter how much you describe him, it is not enough to describe his case. Because he is stained with spring, he will be even more soul-stirring and soul-stirring!

“This eyebrow, still this eyebrow, has not changed at all, as slender as a distant mountain. This eye, still this eye, makes me madly in love. This nose, still this nose, is as erect as a pillar, and its shape is as beautiful as jade. This lip is still this Lips, how much I miss you.” Lu Shiqian is not a poet, and usually never say these sweet words that make people’s teeth sore, but at this moment, in this situation, she said it completely unconsciously, not even herself. find.

Perhaps, love can make anyone a poet.

As she spoke, she touched her hand a little bit and kissed her lips softly.

“Master, master, master…” How could the god of death stand up to such stimulation? His body was already extremely eager for Lu Shiqian, and he would be moved even just looking at it, not to mention such tormenting love words, so Soft touch, such an ecstatic soft kiss.

All he could feel was the flow of electricity throughout his body, and his whole body screamed and yearned for it.

“My god of death is really sensitive, but I haven’t seen enough, what should I do?” Lu Daiqian smiled charmingly, and continued to move extremely badly.

His eyes were as black as the moon, shining with golden light, and a waterfall of black hair spread on the bed, winding and terrifying.

A perfect body with infinite power, extremely delicate skin, but extremely strong muscles, the best velvet-wrapped steel, extreme touch. One more point is more, one less point is less, the whole body is the highest masterpiece, the highest art.

Lu Shiqian’s hands went all the way from face to neck, to collarbone, resting slightly on his chest, outlined his red chest with the tip of his tongue, his hands all the way down, and stopped on Death’s flexible and powerful waist, and suddenly smiled: “Everyone says Yangliu Xiaoman The waist, that’s it.” Her face is usually cold, but this smile is like spring flowers blooming, spring returns to the earth. It was so bright and beautiful.

The god of death only felt that he was insane and drunk.

Of course, he is not a real small waist. To be precise, he should be a bumblebee waist, the most beautiful and outstanding representative of men’s body. The reason why Lu Shiqian said he had a small waist was a sudden sigh under his perfect impact.

The god of death seems to be born to tempt the world!

Lu Shiqian grabbed his focus violently, causing his body to tremble suddenly, and she said with satisfaction, “It’s okay, I’m not thin, I’m not thin, I didn’t lose weight because of missing me.”

Death felt ashamed, embarrassed, and helpless. Even if he wanted to be thin, it would be difficult, and if he wanted to be fat, it would be difficult. His body was the most perfect, but… his heart was thin, and thinking of her was so thin.

“Master…” he whispered, wanting her, madly.