Poisoning the World: The Secret Service Mysterious Doctor is a Young Beastly Wife Chapter 613: Warm pork belly

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Ning Xuemo doesn't want to let himself be weak under his palm ...

The more she endured, the slower her skin recovered.

Han Shanyue should have thought of this too. He must unlock this knot for her to proceed, otherwise he will be busy again.

"Xue Mo, remember what day it is today?" He couldn't stop thinking, and suddenly asked such a sentence.

Ning Xuemo's forehead has seen sweat: "Ah?" She couldn't remember it for a moment.

"If you don't run away from marriage, today is the day of our marriage. It's dark now, and it should be our candlelight night ..." His voice seemed to be doped with ambiguous magnetism. The palm was moved a little more than half an inch up, and his palm edge has touched her top secret place ...

Dwelling candles, such as the man who should spend these flowers on her ...

Ning Xuemo made a loud noise in his head, and there seemed to be a picture before him.

The room is full of red and happy colors, the candle shadow is red, and in the red tent, a woman in a red dress presses lightly on a man in a moon-colored robe, whispers with a smile: "It wo n’t let me make a candle in the house. Take the initiative? Actually, it doesn't matter if I take the initiative ... "

The voice is faint, as if it's charming into the bone marrow across countless moisture. With the voice, the man's robe was ripped open with a small hand ...

The woman's voice was still smiling: "I don't want to wear red in such a good day, I'm a bit unhappy ..."

Her words fell away, and the man who was under her suddenly turned over and held her down, and the man gasped a bit: "I don't think this is true ... but this kind of thing is anyway Can't let women take the initiative ... "

Scattered clothes, the two figures in Hong Luo's tent are completely entangled.

A woman groaned thinly in the account: "It hurts ... you ... you lighter ..."

The man's voice still seems calm, but it brings a dullness and a danger: "Does it hurt? I want to make you more painful!"

The bed tent shakes, and the figures overlap.

The woman's uncontrollable groan came from the account ...

Ning Xuemo feels that she has also become the floating woman in her mind. She was defeated by the man's strong and powerful attack, and groaned softly.

In the bath tub, Ning Xuemo closed her eyes slightly, and did not hide her feelings, making a sound of shame.

Han Shanyue behind her has been as quiet as water in the heart of the lake, and she seems to have been thrown into a stone, turbulent. His blood fluttered, and his body trembled, almost spurting out blood.

He was busy gathering his mind, hug Shouichi, his palm kept moving on her body, covered densely, not letting go of every inch of skin, but he was hypnotizing himself in the heart, his palm was touching a warm pork belly.

His eyes have been staring at her gray hair, coupled with powerful hypnosis deep in his heart, he finally settled his mind, stabilized his strength, and was able to cast again ...

Because Ning Xuemo has really entered the state, coupled with his precise mental powers, Ning Xuemo ’s skin recovery speed has greatly accelerated, her legs, waist and limbs have become tighter and more flexible. ...

Where the palm of his hand travels is like the magic of recovery, turning the stone into gold, turning the decay into magic.

With the gradual recovery of her body, and her touching light groan, Han Shanyue, whose mind is rock-solid, finally feels a little uncontrollable ...

He thinks he still looks at himself!