The Anarchic Consort Chapter 212: Eat Weiwei

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However, Baili Jiajue didn't have the habit of letting people watch and do things. He glanced in the direction of Huo Qilin half-hidden, and his eyes were full of thick warnings.

Huoqilin's scalp numb, and immediately disappeared. In fact, he is still very curious. Next, what will the master do to that woman...

The breeze is blowing, and the black hair moves slightly between the floating of the car curtain.

Bai Li Jiajue looked down at the woman in her arms. She seemed to have an unknown habit. She likes to bite her lips when she sleeps. Her lip color is already very full, so she has a light bite. , A little pink pistil appeared between the lower lip, as if waiting for someone to pick it.

Bai Li Jiajue's eyes suddenly sank, he leaned over gently, and his thin lips were printed, but there was no movement, just a smile at the corner of his mouth, an unusually **** and evil charm.

Heh, in the future, maybe it's not bad to try it on the carriage.

Especially she thought he should be the one below.

Then he is adult beauty, let her be on it.

Thinking of some picture, Baili Jiajue held Helian Weiwei's palm tightly, his eyes deep. Her throat tightened, she lowered her head and kissed her, swept across the army without hesitation, her breath was uncontrollably disordered, the woman's clear but pure breath was like snow on the tip of a plum, with a chill but sweetness It was abnormal, so he couldn't help but siege the city and pick it wantonly.

Helian Weiwei, who fell asleep in his sleep, had long since performed illusions. He couldn't wake up, but his body's perception was there. Almost all the upper and lower gums were brushed by his strong breath, and his whole body was trembling and numb. , Not only was the tingling sensation on the tip of her tongue blanking her brain, but the heat waves swelling from her chest filled her whole body with breathlessness.

The tip of the tongue that he dances with is also more sensitive. As long as the man **** hard, Helian Weiwei in his sleep can't help grasping his skirt and shaking it hard.

Bai Li Jiajue’s eyes darkened a bit and burned with a bang. One hand penetrated into Helian Weiwei’s white, kneading harder, and the other hand squeezed her waist. The whole person was pressed on the black plush spread on the carriage, and the big palm leaned into her long skirt, rubbing her long legs.

Helian Weiwei only felt that her whole body was on fire, and she couldn't wake up, she could only bite her thin lips, and the softness of her chest became pale pink, which was kneaded by the man.

She didn't know what happened.

She didn't know that her hair was messy, her thin lips were slightly open, her fingers trembling on Baili Jiajue's clothes, not like a refusal, but an invitation.

"Good." He knew her physical sensitivity even better than she himself.

The slender fingers slid back and forth around her waist, as if carrying electricity.

Helian Weiwei trembled, Baili Jiajue lowered her head, teeth bit her coat, and her soft white body was peeled from the fabric.

She twisted her eyebrows, as if she wanted to refuse.

He pressed her wrists, and at the same time stretched out the tip of her tongue and curled it slightly against her chest. It was neither light nor heavy, but it made her soft body with less than half of the strength.

"Oh, you still want to resist this temple at this time?" Baili Jiajue smiled Shen Shen, and the cool fingers swept over her softness, which successfully caused a slight tremor.

Some people are right, Bailijiajue is indeed like this.

He always destroys things he can't get.

The man lowered his head and stroked her neck with his fingers, but his eyes sank again. What would be interesting if he could easily get her like this.

What he wanted to see was that she took the initiative to approach.

Thinking of this, Baili Jiajue retracted her hand, tidyed up her clothes, and ran her fingers through her hair reluctantly. When she saw her frowning, she held the tea cup in her hand and fed it a little bit of water. She has soft eyebrows and occasionally touches her left ear with her lips. The thin lips are slightly raised up a bit, both righteous and evil.

There was a crash.

The west wind is blowing the branches.

It was a long time before the sunlight came in from outside.

Helian Weiwei opened her eyes and found that she was lying on a person's lap in a disheveled clothes, clinging to the other person's waist, probably because she felt that the person's breath smelled good, so she didn't let go.

The two of them are on the valuable silk carpet, and the sleep-aid benzoin is slowly overflowing from the incense burner on the wooden table, with a dream that makes people fall into the clouds.

Helian Weiwei couldn't remember where she was for a moment.

The sound of flipping a book rang above her head, and she raised her eyes calmly, and her gaze happened to meet Bailijiajue’s lips. The man’s lips were really good-looking, their color was a little pale, and they looked cool. The abstinence makes one look again and again.

"Are you awake?" A distinctly textured bass came from the back of the scroll.

Helian Weiwei only remembered what happened before, but she thought that when she fell asleep, the Third Highness would push her away. Unexpectedly, the Third Highness was thinking more about how to adapt to the married life than she did. Well, this is good.

She leaned on her side, but unexpectedly she touched his face when she flicked her hair.

Helianweiwei paused, and when she looked back, her eyes, which were as deep as black jewels, were more unpredictable than usual.

I don't know if it was her own illusion. Helian Weiwei always felt that her body was soft as if she had been drugged. She stretched out her hand and pressed her head, which was a bit hot.

What's the matter?

Is it blowing the wind?

Helian Weiwei looked at her dress, she did wear a bit less.

"Since I am awake, should I take your hand back." At this time, Baili Jiajue looked like a sacred and inviolable fairy monarch, with a scroll in one hand and his chin in the other. The gaze fell on her hand, full of abstinence.

Helian Weiwei gave a hum, only to realize that her voice was hoarse and not like her. She scratched her hair and said, "Time should be almost up. I'm back to my carriage."

"What are you in a hurry? You have to return to your own carriage." Baili Jiajue raised his eyebrows, and straightened his messy sleeves with his slender fingers. She seemed to be saying that if she In a hurry, he can help her in general.

Helian Weiwei's head was dizzy, and she casually said: "I have made an appointment with Kurosawa in advance to..." At this point, she thought that before going to bed, the Third Highness had just told her to let her leave Kurosawa. Further.

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