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Chapter 181 Fragrance of Lily of the Valley(1/2)

When the wolf soul was burning, a ray of rays of halo or the actual blush clouds gradually spread through the house along the rippling candlelight.

The girl with her head down was just inadvertently looking up at her.

Such a shy attitude of wanting to refuse but still waiting greatly stimulated Qian Wuyou's nerves.

Instinctive rational thinking only maintained for a moment, Qian Wuyou let it be completely swallowed.

Wei Linglu is Fang Qing’s personal maid after all!

He had already made up his mind to marry Miss Fang's Qian Wuyou, and had already regarded this young and lovely girl as his absolute forbidden body.

Anyone who dares to play Gu Linlu is equivalent to peeking at Fang Qing!

In this turbulent world where bloodlines are respected, anyone who wants to get Fang Qing can only be Qian Wuyou's enemy and the object of his must-destroy.

But on the other hand, if Miss Fang Qing and Miss Fang are dug up, it will definitely be a huge helper to assist the main fortress.

Qian Wuyou has long straightened out his strategic goals - easy first and then difficult.

As long as he can eat Mulan and Wei Lili of the Valley into his mouth, he can subtly let Miss Fang Qing and Fang be in the world where he exists at all times, and then he will naturally be expected to "helm the beauty back."

At this moment, the established target of attack had already come to his mouth without any resistance, and Qian Wuyou naturally would not be polite.

The thinking of the previous life and the rules of the previous life have long been washed away by this cruel and ignorant world system.

In order to truly integrate into this magical world, Qian Wuyou, who is closely guarding his inner bottom line, also bravely and fearlessly, released his inner wildness*.

Wake up and hold the power of the world. Drunk and lie down on the beautiful knees!

A real man should be open and honest in his actions!

Qian Wuyou just likes beauty!

I just like Wei Lien Lu, a gentle, timid, cowardly poor person!

He followed the flames in his heart and hugged Wei Lien Lu and put her on his legs.

"Money...well!"

Wei Lien of the Valley's cherry mouth was just opened and was kissed by Qian Wuyou's big mouth.

The tangled lips and tongue were extremely stimulating, which made her dizzy. When she was a little awake, the poor little priest discovered that her tulle skirt had been stripped off half...

The beating candlelight emits warm light, and they spread in all directions along the winding patterns of pine wood.

The solid and warm wooden house blocked the chill condensed in the night sky and even blocked the shrill and painful wailings.

Indoors, soft vignettes are everywhere.

The whimpering sound from Wei Lien Lu's mouth was sweet and soft, as if a kitten was acting coquettish towards his owner, and as if a deer in spring was conveying the desire to mating to his other half in heat.

In the fire, a pair of strong and powerful hands climbed up Wei Lien Lu's chest, and the last piece of plain veil on her body was pulled down with a thorn.

Sai Xue's skin is completely exposed to soft light.

The tender green onion jade immediately covered the plump chest, but what surprised Qian Wuyou was the girl's body, which was like a snow jade sculpture, and was invisible. It was flawless and crystal clear.

Looking at his pink and tender figure and smelling the fragrance of lily lily of the valley, Qian Wuyou's throat unconsciously made a strange cough sound, and his breath became heavier.

At this moment, Wei Lien Lu, who was frightened, had only a scary thought in his dizzy mind.

"Isn't the family law of Qian's family in Fengzhou just 'whip' and 'spanking'?"

"Can you... your Excellency Qian Wuyou... still have to hit the one in front?"

Wei Linglu, who discovered Qian Wuyou's strange behavior, was so scared that she was dying. Her arms were tightly wrapped around her chest, but involuntarily, an extremely terrifying scene appeared in her mind.

The Qian family in Fengzhou has a long history.

As a serious viscount family, there are naturally many rules.

At least, Wei Lien Lu had seen the old housekeeper of Viscount's Mansion punish the servants in the square in Fengzhou City.

I remember that the long whip woven by the thorn demon vine, as soon as it fell, it blew the unruly servants and maids, screaming and wailing...

In the horrifying memory, the most eye-catching scene is undoubtedly the terrifying scene of white, soft and tender butts turning into bloody under the thorny vine.

Wei Linglu, who was lowering her head, became more and more scared the more she thought about it. She trembled uncontrollably and couldn't help but look at her delicate chest in panic.

In her mind, she could not imagine what would happen after this part was whipped.

The suffering of Wei Lien Valley, his eyes were circling and his eyes were circulating.

But the poor little priest couldn't find Qian Wuyou's torture instruments!

Her lips were pursed tightly, and just as she was about to relax, she was pulled open by the sudden big hand and her arms protecting her chest.

ah!

When his chest was attacked, Wei Lien Lun touched a hot stick when his little hand struggled.

In Fengzhou City, Wei Linglun also saw a terrifying scene of a ferocious yamen runner who used a stick of water and fire to kill prisoners. The miserable appearance of those criminals who were beaten to death, the tragic crying and howling instantly poured into the little pastor's mind.

The scared little priest almost cried out at this moment, and his thoughts became even more chaotic.

"Stick, he originally wanted to use a stick!"

"Miss, Lily of the Valley is probably going to be beaten to death this time!"

"Woooo~ It was Lily Lion of the Valley who was disobedient first. It's not up to you to the Knight Qian Wuyou..."

"Lily of the Valley deserves to be damn...but lily of the Valley... is really afraid of the pain!"

In panic, Wei Lien Lu subconsciously pulled the torture instrument and wanted to hide it secretly. It would be better to make Qian Wuyou unable to find it.

"Uh! Dear girl, what are you catching randomly!"

Qian Wuyou, who was tasting the delicious food, suddenly raised his head. He stared at the little white hand - Wei Linglun, the dead girl, actually pulled his key part with force!

In the pain, Qian Wuyou couldn't help but sweat beads on his face, blue veins were exposed, and he was angry and erection.

"Um~ I...I'm not a thief...I didn't steal...Don't call lily of the valley...Lily of the valley is just afraid of pain..."

Even after being caught by the stolen goods, Wei Linglun still wanted to hide the stolen goods, but while she struggled, she brought out a hideous and furious dragon with her little hands.

"Hiss! Damn stinky girl!"

"Don't hit my chest with a dragon stick! Lily of the valley will die!"

The torture instrument is hiding in progress!

"Ouch!" Qian Wuyou's face turned green. He roared: "Stinky girl, this is your fourth time today! I want to... hiss~ Damn girl, don't grab it anymore!"

"Please don't use sticks! Lily of the valley will die!"

"You~you...you are dead this time!"

"Woo~Woo~Wow..."

...

Under the pink night curtain, the begging and anger in the wooden house suddenly ended in the girl's high and sharp tone.

In the tranquility, the stars shine and the wolf howls melodiously.

In the world outside the wooden house, the tragic cry of prisoners still did not stop, but in the warm wooden house, the candlelight stirred up a pair of enthusiastic figures. After a soft whisper, the chord of love set sail again.

This melody like a trickle of stream slowly rises, circles, and rises into excitement.

The stream merged into the rivers, surging and surging, and finally circulating into the ocean, turning into a tsunami-like passionate music.

The tides grow in the blue sea, and the tides rise and fall.

A strange pink aura floated out, then wrapped the bodies of the two people and slowly immersed in the *.

The initial discord, stimulated by the fog, was soon overwhelmed by the inner horizon of the creature and the desire for a beautiful vision, and the two intimate souls were tightly embraced in one place and finally merged into one.

Even after the storm passed, they still wandered in the harbor of bliss and enjoyed the sweet aftertaste.

The shy girl Ye removed the veil of stars and turned to the void;

The lively Sun Brother, stepped out of the edge of the sky and looked down at everything.

When the morning light spreads over the earth, the golden stream of light spreads on the earth, and everything seems to be prosperous.

On the carpet on the window, Qian Wuyou hugged the little white rabbit in his arms, and in the morning light, he wanted to appreciate the beautiful gift God gave him.

The corners of the firm mouth showed a soft smile, and the eyebrows were like swords, soaked in gentle lines.

After a while, the slender and soft eyelashes in front of Qian Wuyou suddenly moved slightly.

After a few breaths, his eyes spread out with a confused look.

The confused eyes became clear in just a moment, and the confusion inside also became a shy meaning.

ah!

Under the scorching gaze, Wei Linglan suddenly exclaimed, and at the same time, her little head was buried in Qian Wuyou's strong chest.

The shy little girl whispered: "I~I... Yesterday, that...I really didn't mean it!"

"It wasn't intentional?" Qian Wuyou felt that the dead girl obviously did it on purpose.

Although Wei Linglan looks honest, pure, well-behaved and lovely on weekdays, she has a strong charm in her bones. This is simply a little fairy who is fascinated by others!
To be continued...
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