“…”

Yun Zheng's eyes were deep.

The faint blood-red light blooms with a shimmering charm, like a red lotus that confuses the world.

Fenghua has to admit that Yun Zheng, who is obsessed with the evil, has a different charm.

So handsome.

Think of the sun.

She licked her lips, "Master..."

Before he could finish his words, Yun Zheng pinched her chin and kissed her.

With a wave of his hand, his clothes fell to the ground.

Fenghua's body felt cold: "..."

So this is how can the spell be used?

Long pose.

The girl's green and naked body was completely blooming on the ice bed with a faint dark blue light.

The skin is white and shiny, the waistline is slender and beautiful, and the legs are white, tender and slender.

Yun Zheng let go of her hand that pinched her chin, and her rippling and red lips went down from her neck...

Fenghua moved unbearably, and most of her body became soft, "Master..."

"Ha, can't wait?"

Yun Zheng raised his head from the warm and soft jade and licked his lips evilly.

Suddenly he lifted her up, knelt in front of him, and he was dangerously close to him from behind.

I don't know when all his clothes were removed, and they were scattered at random under the bed, revealing his hard and broad white chest. His naked belly was down, with delicate texture and smooth lines.

Yun Zheng raised his white and slender fingers, and pushed them apart and scattered behind her like a waterfall. The long black crow hair was scattered behind her.

Immediately, he lowered his head slightly and kissed her snow-white back wet from behind.

The hot and humid breath was sprayed on it, making people tremble sensitively.

"Yao'er, do you know?" He kissed down the beautiful butterfly bone on his back, and whispered in a vague ambiguous relationship between his lips and teeth: "I just wanted to do this when I was in the back mountain..."

"But, he dare not, so..."

So, he came out.

Fenghua supported her two hands on the ice bed, and supported her shaking body, which was so harsh that she was hooked.

"...Is it you who peeked at me at the bath in the back mountain?" She asked in a slight voice, as if she was enduring something.

"Ha, that's not me," he said.

“…”

Yun Zheng suddenly bit the girl's ear and asked, "Are you ready, Yao'er?"

"……Um."

In the faint halo of Qingyun Cave, on the thousand-year-old ice bed with a faint dark blue light, the girl knelt in front of the man, two sets of casually scattered clothes on the ground, and her lingering figures overlapped and stretched.

Fierce, affectionate.

Sweats all over the place.

"Yun Zheng..."

"Call me Master."

“…”

Death pervert, what bad things are in bed!

The night is enchanting, long.

...

The cultivator has such a great physical strength. Fenghua almost thought that he would be held down by Yun Zheng, who was infatuated, and died on the bed.

Fortunately, it seems that there is a deadline for being obsessed with.

Once, twice, or three times?

Anyway, come to life and death.

When she woke up, her whole body felt sour and refreshed, and the culprit, who caused it, finally closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Fenghua gently pushed away Yun Zheng's hand that was crossing her waist, and got off him. His toes fell to the ground, and his legs felt sore and sore, and he almost fell down.

From the Qiankun storage bag, take out a set of Qingyunmen white robe and put it on, and leave Qingyun Cave.

And scattered under the bed, her clothes...
Chapter completed!