Heavenly Star

Ye Shuiyao's name of coldness has spread throughout the Tianlong City with her nickname when she was very young, and spread throughout the Tianlong Kingdom with the accident three years ago. All the people who have seen her seem to have seen an iceberg snow lotus that blooms proudly in the snow. No matter how old or young, men and women are impressed by her noble and cold, they dare not be embarrassed about her. No matter her external temperament or inner temperament, it is far from being comparable to everyone in the city, and even won't lose to any princess. 

But now she is another person, the beautiful and beautiful Fang Wei is red and fire, the pure and beautiful style is shy and slightly closed, the mouth is light and panting, the red skin is covered with fine sweat, slender The waist of the willow is like a snake, swaying, catering to the man's caress and impact, the snowy white smooth and soft under the belly, the two slender and smooth snow white and one piece slowly and entangled, it seems difficult to bear the swearing...

Ye Wuchen holds Ye Shui-yao's body and exerts a violent wind-like offensive. Slowly, Ye Shui-yao's breathing has become weaker and weaker, and his body is soft and no longer has the strength to cater. Before that, she has been played by Ye Wuchen in various poses for a long time.

Another time, the peak of ** came, Ye Wuchen took a long gasp for a while, crouching on Ye Shuiyao's body, her right hand caressing her delicate and smooth waist, her skin is like a fine pearl. In general, the powder is gently slipped open with a finger touch, which is even softer than the top silk satin. His face was smiling, softly in her ear: "Sister, will we have a child?"

"Little child" three words exported, his brain suddenly flashed a moment of tingling, Ye Wuchen suddenly breathe a stagnation, the action is a stiff, alert in my heart.

"Well..." Ye Shuiyao responded lightly. She has not known how many times the man behind her has been brought to the peak of the **, her body in the afterglow is as light as the clouds, there is no strength to get up, but after the joy, she releases a thrilling beauty. Yan.

She is already 22 years old this year, and she has already exceeded the age of women's marriage. But as long as she does not want to, she will never force her if she missed it once. This year, she was picked by Ye Wuchen day and night, and she was exuded by the charm of a young woman. Only this kind of charm will only be revealed in front of Ye Wuchen, and in front of others, it will be covered by the coldness that seems to be eternal. 

Ye Wuchen looked at her face at the moment, and the stars were flashing with obsession. He put out his hands and hooked her legs in one hand and held her back to her chest. She got up and walked to the mirror standing near the bed, admiring the beautiful scenery in the mirror and admiring the road. : "Sister, you are really beautiful."

Ye Shuiyao raised his dagger and looked at the whole body in the mirror. His legs were wide open on the arms of Ye Wuchen, and the stunned people in the mirror were covered with a layer of fine sweat. There are a few beads that tempted to flow down the graceful curve incomparably. It seems to be ruthless. Plus the spring that has not faded | love is not only between her eyebrows. It also penetrates the delicate and tender skin of the sweat, so that she is covered with a thin blush with a shyness. A towering pair of snow peaks. The tender early spring buds are on display. It trembled beautifully as she breathed. And between the wide open legs, the glamorous beauty is so fascinating that it can hardly be described in any language of the world...

Ye Shuiyao looked at it, and looked at the stunning color in the mirror. I could hardly believe that it was myself. She is still the same, not to mention Ye Wuchen behind her. He kissed Ye Shuiyao's seductive ear. While whispering in her ear: "This is the most beautiful time for my sister, my sister will remember forever."

The soft voice called back Ye Shuyao's knowledge. Her body twisted slightly on him, her face became more and more blushing, her struggle did not persist for too long, she gave up, closed her eyes, let him put himself into this shameful posture, in the mirror Greedy appreciation.

Ye Wuchen bite on her ear, finally surpassed her, took her back to the bed, held her body down slowly, pulled up the blanket, and covered her perfect body like a jade carving. .

"Sister, take a rest." Ye Wuchen hangs down, gently rubbing her lips, and the two thin lips are radiant, and the beads are round and delicate, making people look at it. Will involuntarily give birth to unlimited thinking. Since absorbing the power of the wind under the soul of the broken soul, Wu Chen has clearly found that his ** has become more intense after he entered the fourth floor. Sometimes, the flames are rushing, and it is difficult to suppress with his strength. Therefore, in the face of Yan Zhuru's teasing, he has almost no resistance, and he is increasingly obsessed with Ye Shuiyao's body.

He doesn't know if this is good or bad. Ye Shuiyao is different from Yan Bow. If Yan Ling was whipped from the middle of the night to the early morning, he would struggle to twist and greet, and the scorpion would not stop, and Ye Shuiyao did not have any force to repair it. Every time he would be tossed to the whole body.

"Where are you going?" Ye Shuiyao took his hand subconsciously.

"Going to the Lin family, the time is almost over. These days, enough for him to ruin the once loyalty in resentment. Now, just give him another chance of persecution, he will immediately make what I want to see. Decided." Ye Wuchen took her smooth hand and said.

Ye Shuiyao struggled to get up and hugged Ye Wuchen's body. As she sat up, the blanket covering her also slipped silently along her snow, revealing a white, dazzling ice muscle. She leaned the dagger on his body and said softly: "Xiao Chen, it's hard for you... Everything you have now, whether it's destroying the Lin family or the dragon family, can be done easily. But for the leaves Home, for Grandpa, you have spent so much effort and Zhou Zhang..."

Ye Wuchen shook his head and smiled: "For me, the most precious thing in the world is always the most dear person around me. Just a little extra effort can make Grandpa peace of mind, let Ye Jiasheng shake the world, and have What is not worth it. And... I was originally a Ye family, how can I ruin the reputation of the entire Ye family for my own affairs."

Ye Jia has always given him a sense of belonging to his family. Perhaps three years ago, he had already regarded himself as a member of the Ye family.

"Yeah." Ye Shuiyao gently responded, laughing and letting the flowers fade. In order not to let Grandpa remnant and hate, in order not to damage the reputation of Ye Family, it is even more difficult to prevent Ye Family from becoming the target of the Southern Emperor and the Northern Emperor. Ye Wuchen of Ye Jiazhong became a useless waste man, Tianchen on the mainland. There was a **** of death like a **** of death. 

These two identities are as simple as this. The two identities have become a chess game that blinds the eyes of the world.

"When the things in the city subsided, do you really have to deal with the Southern Emperor Sect and the Northern Emperor Sect?" Ye Shuiyao looked up and the light sorrow reflected a faint worry. 

Ye Wuchen nodded and smiled indifferently: "I have no complaints and no hatred with Nan Huangzong, but after life and death, I will no longer allow more powerful power than me to exist in this world. And, even if I don't provoke them, they will come to provoke me one day, some fights, and there is no need for hatred."

Ye Wuchen supported Ye Shuiyao's shoulder and gently pressed her to let her lie down. Although it is lying, the pair of snow peaks still stand tall. Ye Wuchen holds one and gently sways to play: "Sister, rest assured, although they are strong, but powerful, they are also a disadvantage of them. The kind that lasts for countless years, supreme, unmatched Powerful will make their self-confidence expand with time, facing the enemy, they have long been disdain for fine planning and preparation. Moreover, I have never been prepared to fight with them, those who follow me from the Broken Soul People are my partners, and I don't want to see any of them casualties."

His eyes were low and he smiled and whispered: "The disaster is caused by the east, and the smoke is gone."

Eight words determine the ending of the Southern Emperor and the Northern Emperor.

Then, his gaze suddenly became distant and quiet, and whispered: "What I fear is not the Southern Emperor and the Northern Emperor..."

He intends to control the world, the heart, but farther away. A heavy shadow has been entangled in his heart, lingering.

Out of Ye Shuiyao's bedroom, Ye Wuchen's hands stretched out, and after a slight undetectable cracking sound, a layer of invisible barrier broke. This is a wonderful enchantment laid by the power of Wuchen, which can isolate the sound in one direction. With the improvement of the power of Wuchen, it also showed more magic. For example, it can be hidden perfectly, and when people look up his body, they can only feel empty. For example, using the power of Wuchen to wrap the power of the soul, you can mask its characteristics within a few days, even those who are familiar with the soul of the soul can not discern. For example, he can use the power of Wuchen to lay down a variety of incredible enchantments. 

He looked up and looked at the cloudless sky, remembering the tingling of the moment. The power of his soul has never deceived him.

Is my sister pregnant?... No, that feeling is clearly a sour and heartache. 

"What did I miss?" Ye Wuchen said to himself. ᜳ

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With a heavy heart, Ye Wuchen sat in the wooden wheelchair, turned the wheel on his own, and slowly walked out. 

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