Just as he shouted, Murong Ningyue regretted it, "Dude, will my voice be too loud? It would be bad if Xiye heard it!"

Ye Yaorao smiled and said, "Don't worry, madam, you have already arranged sound insulation formations around you for your husband. No matter how loud you scream, there will be no one."

Murong Ningyue then felt relieved, closed her eyes again and began to enjoy Ye Yaorao's caress.

At some point, a thick layer of petals had been covered with the two of them. In addition to the strong fragrance of flowers, Murong Ningyue's breathing was the hormonal smell unique to the mature men on Ye Yaorao.

The two flavors mixed together seemed to produce a wonderful chemical reaction. Murong Ningyue felt a little intoxicated every time she breathed, and in the end her whole body was soft and unable to lift her strength.

Ye Yaorao had already stripped away Murong Ningyue and her clothes without realizing it. Both of them were people with high cultivation and never relaxed in their physical exercise.

At this time, what appeared between heaven and earth were two perfect bodies like works of art. Ye Yaorao's figure was strong and strong, and her muscles were slightly raised, but it was not exaggerated and greasy, it was just the right level.

Murong Ningyue's ** is even more perfect. Her skin as smooth as a baby makes people want to touch it. Her hair spreads on the ground is as thick as a dizzy ink stain.

These two people are like heaven and earthly, as if their existence is to meet each other. Perhaps this is the arrangement God has made long ago.

When Ye Yaorao and Murong Ningyue were once again blending together, the feeling of souls and ** being fused together made both of them feel a little intoxicated.

Next was the primitive instinct restlessness. Ye Yaorao's sweat fell on Murong Ningyue's body, and Murong Ningyue's humming from time to time resounded throughout this space.

After finally dissipating the clouds and rain stopped, Murong Ningyue lay on Ye Yaorao's chest and listened quietly to Ye Yaorao's heartbeat.

Ye Yaorao looked at Murong Ningyue with a doting look on her face, then reached out to smooth out her messy strands of hair.

"My husband, I think I've been prepared almost all the time. I decided to start over the tribulation in a few days!"

Ye Yaorao smiled and said, "Yes, I'm here with your husband, and it's not like playing with it!"

Murong Ningyue suddenly felt a little displeased when she heard Ye Yaorao say this: "Ye Yaorao, can you not say this? Can I not be able to do without you? I will not allow you to take action this time through the tribulation. I have to rely on my own ability!"

Seeing Murong Ningyue getting angry, Ye Yaorao quickly smiled and said, "This is not what a wife means to be a husband. Of course, she knows her husband's ability. She just said that if there is any accident, she will always support you behind your back!"

Murong Ningyue then smiled and said, "This is almost the same, but I still hope you don't interfere with my tribulation. Passing through tribulation is not only a test and tempering, but also a reward. Only the body washed by the thunder will become stronger, so no matter what, I have to rely on my own strength to deal with it!"

Looking at Murong Ningyue's resolute eyes, Ye Yaorao nodded to express her understanding. Murong Ningyue's personality has always been like this, and Ye Yaorao admires this!
Chapter completed!