The Two-Faced Venerate Emperor Chapter 342: Lost and infatuated

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Before, he was indifferent to life and death, and fate, but now he has a strong desire to live.

Live and stay with her.

Despite everything...

The ancient bowl slowly turned into an ordinary stone in Jimoya's hands.

In this way, you will not be afraid of falling or being seen through.

The sound of fighting in mid-air is getting louder.

Jimoya buried the ancient bowl in a sturdy and secret stone crevice, and said to the fantasy, "Try it."

"Hmm."

Huan Qingyan was so nervous that she swallowed her saliva. She must bring Jimoya in, she must! He is her male god, her favorite person, she must bring him in...

Strong will flooded her mind.

She just felt top-heavy, and her eyes flashed, she has entered the space.

She hurriedly looked to her side--

Jimoya is here!

Woohoo, Jimo Ya has also come in!

Jimoya still maintained the position of half-arming her, with surprise on his face, glanced at the surrounding environment, then retracted his gaze and fell on Huan Qingyan.

The eyes of the two exchanged, relaxed, excited, excited, and the long-term suppressed love, all burst out in this relaxed moment.

Huan Qingyan blushed slightly by Jimo Ya’s scorching wolf eyes, and when she wanted to turn her face away, Jimo Ya covered her cherry blossom lips...

Intense and violent.

It seems that everything is vented in this kiss.

Stained with Jimoya's unique cold scent of lips and tongue, she sucked her tightly, wrapped her nowhere to hide tongue like a violent storm, forcing her to respond, sucking the sweetness in her mouth. Huan Qingyan's body softened by sucking it straight, and he could only cling to Jimo Ya weakly and let him do anything.

I don't know how long it has passed, time seems to have stopped, Jimo Ya finally let go of Huan Qingyan's lips.

Yan Qingyan has long been soft and weak, her cheeks are red, and her chest is violently ups and downs with the unresolved panting.

Jimoya's already smooth breathing suddenly became heavy again, his eyes darkened, his slender and white hands attached to the soft and tall place, kneading it...

Huan Qingyan trembled and stared at Jimo Ya, her eyes were watery with a little bit of panic, a little bit of panic, and a little confused and sentimental. She looked at Jimo Ya tightly with one hand as if she didn’t Normal control, slipped in along the skirt.

The soft and fragrant touch of nephrite made Jimo Ya take a deep breath, lowered his head and covered his delicate lips...

……

Illusive Qingyan breathed and groaned, "You are so fierce again, are you a noble son, you are a wolf!"

She pushed Jimo Ya hard, and Jimo Ya fell on the grass.

After falling to the ground, he didn't get up, and he passed out.

He originally suffered a serious internal injury, and basically all the meridians of his internal organs were damaged. He hadn't shown any pain before, and he didn't want Huan Qingyan to worry.

Now I re-released my heart, kissed another passionately, couldn't help it anymore, and fainted with confidence.

The corner of his mouth still has a faint smile.

Huan Qingyan didn't know, she was shocked, she quickly checked his pulse, and found that she had only fainted, and then put a heart hanging in her throat back.

Touching the red and swollen lips, I don't know whether to be angry or to laugh, "It deserves it, it hurts you so badly, and you want to take advantage of others. You can kiss you so fiercely!"

It took a lot of effort to help him into her lounge in the wooden house.