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Chapter 844 The cold master and the peach blossom demon disciple (50)

Yun Zheng said in a cold tone: "You are the one who is my partner, what does it have to do with the people in the world?"

Fenghua: "..."

It makes sense, but I was speechless.

Yun Zheng continued: "Besides, I have never been a person who follows secular etiquette. If they dare to gossip or object, first ask the sword in my hand if they agree!"

His tone is the arrogant and madman of a cultivator in the God Transformation Stage and the number one in the Immortal Sect.

However, Yun Zheng has such capital.

From his point of view, others will only think it is natural and will not make people feel arrogant.

Fenghua's delicate eyebrows slowly bent, and her red lips curled up, "That's right."

Yun Zheng saw Fenghua bent out of a smile, and his thin and bright red lips curled up on his cold and noble face, and said a love word for the first time...

"A teacher for one day and a husband for life."

"As long as Yao'er is willing to be with me and become a partner, even if the whole world abandons me, I will still go."

The Guanju Palace, which has no outsiders, is a gentler night than the spring breeze, and is a serious and affectionate love words.

The girl bent her lips, suddenly stood on tiptoe, kissed the thin lips of the white-clothed immortal, and smiled brightly and lowly, "Master is so amazing. The double cultivation ceremony cannot be held for a while, but... is it a double cultivation?"

“…”

Yun Zheng was stunned on the spot.

The second loss of composure has come to this point.

The first time, it was naturally the mountain behind Qingyun Peak...

It was her twice.

Yun Zheng's dark and cold eyes rolled in ink, and his elegant Adam's apple rolled in his white clothes, "Yao'er, you..."

"Don't you?" She wanted to leave after kissing, "Then forget it."

The next second, Yun Zheng hugged his waist, and he was hoarse in his cold and graceful voice, as if there was flames jumping in his eyes, and he asked in a very low voice: "...Is that OK?"

Fenghua didn't say anything, slightly raised his head and bit his fair and delicate chin.

Tell him with actions—

OK.

The bed in Guanju Palace is very big, no less than the girl who has taken off her clothes with a thousand-year-old ice bed in Qingyun Cave, and her delicate body is as white as jade.

However, the bed full of gold, brocade, silk and satin, and the naked and graceful girl lying on it, was like the ladies of the rich and noble family in the world, with delicate skin and tender flesh, and a vivid and fragrant color.

Yun Zheng's eyes were deep and bright.

Their first time, he was obsessed with the infatuation, the scene in his memory was not clear, and he had never even seen her as well as it was now...

The young and tender little girl in the past became a mature woman after a one-night stand, and was quietly waiting for others to pick.

The fresh and plump soft, beautiful white and tender waistline, thin white and slender legs, including hair from head to toe, fell into Yun Zheng's eyes, and all of them were written about temptation.

Silent invitation.

Yun Zheng rolled up his Adam's apple, lowered his head and touched her with his lips, as usual when she kissed him.

The skills of the youthful mutual support are inexplicably accompanied by a little bit of astringent and restlessness.

His hands were slightly cool.

The plain white and delicate palms gently touched the girl's skin as white as porcelain, and the touch was so delicate and wonderful.

Then, no longer just feel satisfied with touching gently and greedy caressing.
Chapter completed!
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