The Two-Faced Venerate Emperor Chapter 223: His embrace

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What he meant was that he had already taken care of her anyway and didn't even need to avoid it?

Okay, let him be cruel!

I don’t pay attention to Huan Qingyan. I trot to change clothes behind the screen next to the bed collapse. I saw a few scars on my chest and the smell of plaster on it. It was almost yelling. She remembered it was herself. Caught it.

Is this plaster applied by Jimo Ya for her?

My face is hot again, I don't want to think about it anymore, I'm about to commit an idiotic disease.

In the process of changing clothes, her mouth was not idle, "By the way, Gongziya, have you seen anyone from Shuanglingbao before?"

Jimoya outside the screen replied lazily, "This is my son."

"Wow, did your two Lingbao fight?"

"What do you mean..." Her two spirit treasures are fighting, and she is probably the only one in the world.

Huan Qingyan suddenly thought that the hand she sucked blood was Jimo Ya's right hand.

The location of the Lingbao Imprint is usually on the wrist. Men are on the left and women are on the right. Her first Lingbao is on the right wrist.

The man's first spirit treasure should be on his left wrist. What she just sucked was Jimo Ya's right hand, and that was where his second spirit treasure was.

She has been avoiding this question since she was sober. She intuitively felt that there should be some big secret or something.

Why does his blood have such a smell?

His blood also contains a lot of pure aura, no less than the aura contained in the rarest ingredients...

Only this point, if someone catches him, feeds him, and only **** his blood to practice every day, then the progress can be rapid...

Also, she felt that the second Lingbao she awakened might also be related to sucking his blood.

Such a big secret was discovered by her. Will it be murdered?

Huan Qingyan was thinking about it, suddenly her eyes darkened, and Mo Ya didn’t know when she was covered in front of her, Huan Qingyan wore an apron, and hurriedly put her clothes on her body. As a result, no Be careful that your step is crooked, and you slanted on the screen...

The screen fell to the ground along with it.

Huan Qingyan screamed, "Hey, how can you do this? How can you peek at girls changing clothes..."

The next second was taken by Jimo Ya in his arms, his voice was low and graceful, "Isn't there a peek? It's a clear look."

The familiar smell rushed into her nose again. If it hadn't just been full, the body was temporarily saturated, and she could not help but want to drink it before the refining was finished.

In addition to the strange fragrance, there is also a familiar feeling, the unique masculine taste of Jimoya.

While making her heart beat fiercely, she also feels peaceful and solid. These two extreme feelings even feel incredible to her.

His embrace is not as hot as other men, but with a slight coolness and warmth, which makes people comfortable and lustful.

For a while, Huan Qingyan didn't want to move, she wanted to lean on him quietly, forever.

She seems to like him, what should I do?

This problem is a bit serious. The distance between her and him is thousands of miles away, and it is impossible for her to have any results with him...

Since there is no result, she shouldn't sink too deep, and it is still too late to get out.

Illusory Qingyan **** belongs to nympho, and it's not bad when it's reasonable.

She struggled lightly from his arms and smiled dryly, "Gong Zi Ya saved Qing Yan again this time, and Gong Zi Ya is a handsome and elegant scholar. You don't need to show your face to you, although you don't have to be generous. Thank you. At present, Qingyan can only say thank you first. When Qingyan is needed in the future, please do not hesitate to give your orders, Qingyan promises to go to the sea of ​​flames for the sake of him..."