MTL - The Legend of the Ghost Concubine-Chapter 231 : Want to burn, each other's heartbeat

Feng Xiaoer smells this familiar feeling, the sucking nose of greed, has a feeling of peace of mind, the whole small face buried in the xiong of Longjiu.

Like a little wild cat.

Get the dragon nine body zao hot, dry lips. The blood rushed down and gathered in a certain place.

damn it. He has responded.

This is the second time that this woman has evoked his yu fire.

Just squatting in front of him, Long Jiu was ignorant and angered.

This also proves that he is a tough guy.

Because of the great tolerance, Feilin Uncle once suspected that he was a normal man.

It seems to be... Long Nine smiled sillyly.

He is a normal man.

Very normal man.

In the face of Feng Qier's gou, he did not have a trace of resistance.

Feng Xiaoer is like a child who has found Dad. He has been nesting in the arms of Long Jiu and is not willing to wake up.

I loved the faint scent of medicine on his body, and the familiar atmosphere.

Dragon Nine must be crazy. He did not push the phoenix, but he enjoyed the feeling of being mo.

Looking down at the little things in my arms, Longjiu took the little face of Fengqier, and the dangerous scorpion screamed, and the thick voice sounded: "Feng Yuer, do you know what you are doing?"

Gou led him, it is just playing with fire and self-immolation.

He swelled underneath, and the fire burned. It’s hard to get, but it’s very enjoyable.

Feng Yuer posted on the xiong 龙 of Long Jiu, separated by the clothes mo蹭, ni smother the name of the nine.

Long Jiuqiang took the small face of Feng Xiaoer: "Tell this king, who is your name?"

"Ajiu...Ajiu..." Feng Xiaoer held a ring in his hands and hugged the narrow waist of Longjiu.

The body of Longjiu was strongly shocked, and there was a ci sensation that went straight into the sky.

The little things in my arms kept screaming, and this was ci stimulating his patience.

The dragon nine throats were hot, and they reached out to pinch the chin of the phoenix. "Feng 兮儿, you wake up to the king, don't wake up, the consequences, you know."

Feng Xiaoer went on again, and Long Jiu did not guarantee what he would do.

The rudeness of Longjiu made the phoenix of the head confuse for a while, and the pain from the chin made the phoenix awaken a lot.

Feng Xiaoer opened his eyes in the middle of his eyes, and the ear was the hot and heavy smell of the dragon nine gun. The nose tip smelled the faint scent of the dragon nine, and the air was filled with a sigh of breath.

Touching the dragon's eyes full of love yu, the phoenix phoenix was scared and jumped, almost rolling down the ground.

Long Jiu is close at hand, she is in his arms. He was pinched by the dragon. They can clearly feel each other's breath and listen to the heartbeat of each other.

"Wang, Wang Ye... small, how come here?" Feng Yuer deliberately leaned back and tried to open the distance between the two.

playing dumb?

Always pretending to be an innocent and pure look after picking up his yu fire.

This woman is owed a lesson.

Long Jiu’s long arm was taken, and he took the phoenix to his arms, and the action was overbearing. Feng Xiaoer hit the dragon and nine strong and strong xiong muscles, the small head hurts for a while, looked up at the chin and looked at the dragon nine poorly.

Longjiu mouth corner picks up, evokes a sinister smile, and the arm is overbearing to press Fengxier to his own xiong膛, Feng Yuer’s whole person is attached to Longjiu, and the skin is rubbed through the clothes. Feeling so ci spurred, people face hong heartbeat.

"You forgot what you did to the king?" Long Jiu approached and asked.

Feng Xiaoer’s confused eyes were dull for a few seconds, and he cautiously asked: “What did Wang Ye, Xiao Xiao, Xiao Xiao do?”

not……

"Yes, you take the initiative to send your arms, the enthusiasm is like a fire on the king, but also the uneasy mo is a pass." A word of word came slowly.

Feng Yuer panic, hurriedly explained: "Wang Ye, small may have a nightmare to move the manual foot, small is not intentional, small, no one to offend the idea of ​​Wang Ye, small can swear to heaven... ..."

Feng Xiaoer’s pledge to make Tan Long’s look is very uncomfortable. It’s just like a woman’s enthusiasm, just a nightmare.

So soon I can't remember the good things she has done?

Knowing the temper of Feng Xiaoer, Long Jiu did not succumb to this topic with Feng Xiaoer, but looked at Feng Xiaoer with a dangerous look at the scorpion, and smiled coldly and said: "Whether you want to intentionally or not, this king 撩Start it, you said, what to do?"

Pick it up?

Feng Xiaoer lowered his eyebrows, and he really saw the two brothers of the ghost king.

Ghost King is really a big show to dominate the world.

Two times, this is the second time.

Feng Xiaoer blushes his face, his ears are burning, and the gun is hot like a braised pork ear that has just been poured over the pot of oil.

Oh, good.

The chun 兮 怯怯 怯怯 启动 chun chun , ,, "that, then, what should I do now?"

Feng Xiaoer said in the modern listening to the mother, the man is very scary in estrus, and the sperm is on the brain, and he only thinks about the lower body. Feng Xiaoer did not believe at the time. Now, believe it.

However, the ghost king can bear it last time, can you hold back this time?

Is the ghost king looking for someone to solve?

When I think of Long Jiu and other women, Feng Xiaoer has a feeling of uncomfortable feelings, his heart is slightly painful, and his eyes are also infected with disgust. The man who easily catches fire, often does not want to find someone to extinguish the fire...?

Although the ancient men are three wives and four beggars are normal, but Feng Xiaoer still hopes that the ghost king has no contact with other women, the idea is absurd, but it is so clear.

Feng Yuer thought, no matter what the body and mind, everyone hopes that the other half will be completely their own.

Although Long Jiu does not love her, she and Long Jiu have no feelings.

However, she just hopes...

Damn, this woman dares to look at him with this disgusting look?

The dragon 九 霾 眯眸 眯眸 眯眸 眯眸 眯眸 眯眸 眯眸 眯眸 眯眸 眯眸 眯眸 眯眸 眯眸 眯眸 眯眸 眯眸 眯眸 眯眸 眯眸 龙 龙 龙 龙 龙 龙 龙 龙 龙 龙 龙 龙 龙 龙 龙 龙 龙 龙 龙 龙 龙 龙

The dragon nine is a big lion that will break out at any time. The whole body exudes the anger of the deterrent.

"Small, small just thinks how Wang Ye solved it last time. How to solve it this time. Anyway, there are so many beautiful people in the palace." Feng Xiaoer did not know how much he said.

After watching the reaction of Feng Xiaoer, Long Jiu was dull for a few seconds, secretly thinking about it. Is she jealous? Thought that he and other women are not clean, so disgusted?

This feeling is very uncomfortable.

Long Jiu pushed the phoenix, and tried to calm himself: "Feng Yuer, don't look at the king with that dirty look, this king will dig your eyes..."

Feng Xiaoer was secretly relieved.

Finally, I finally stopped suffocating.

The feeling of being entangled between men and women is terrible.

It’s scary to be self-made and want to indulge.

She felt the restraint of Long Jiu. The eyes of the eyes must burn the whole person.

Does Long Jiu hate her very much? Why...

Or is it true that Long Jiu sees a female color?

Long Jiu is going to be mad at Feng Qi. This woman actually dared to see him like this?

"You are like this king like you are hungry for food? There is no woman in the entire dynasty who is qualified to let the king" "Long Jiu said what is not contradictory.

It is obvious that he wants to take her.

Long Jiu seems to know how to read minds, and at first glance he sees Feng Xiaoer. "The next time I move the hand to the king, the king will not let you like this kindness. The king will be full of you..."

Ghost King left a sentence, leaving his sleeves and leaving him with a domineering back.