The Anarchic Consort

At that moment, Helen Weiwei could almost feel the depth of the overflow of the Bailijiajue.

Such deepness made Helen Weiwei’s heartbeat messy, and she subconsciously wanted to get up.

But he was pressed back by one hand.

The face of Bai Lijiajue was very close, and Helen Weiwei swallowed and was about to bow.

But he was picked up by one hand and pulled into the dark corner.

Helen Weiwei looked up at Bailijiajue: "Is it too dark here?"

"No." Bai Lijiajue leaned over and turned his face to his face, holding his hands on the wall behind Helen Weiwei. That angle made the heart of Helen Weiwei split: "You know when you don't know how to do this." What do the king want to do when he measures?"

"What, what?" The heart of Helen Vivi was picked up by the other side again.

The Barry Gregory was close to her, and the smile on her lips was enough to capture all the women. His nose was less than three centimeters from Helen Weiwei. The breath became his breath: "Buy it." All the bags are used on you."

Such a sly smile, full of male hormones, his cold voice said such a provocative word, the heart of Helen Weiwei almost stopped!

"You should have never seen these things, and there seems to be no one in the world." Bai Lijiajue continued to say: "Would you like this king to teach you? Um?"

Helen Weiwei almost bit his tongue: "No, I don't want to learn, let alone you haven't used it yet?"

"You are questioning the king's ability?" Bai Lijiajue picked his mouth and smiled evilly: "Try it."

"Well……"

Helen Weiwei’s brain couldn’t fit anything in that moment.

A gentle touch of softness, opened her lips with an unstoppable force.

She hadn’t had time to react, and she was hugged by the whole person. With his strength, he kissed deeper and slowly slipped over her tongue. The slower, the more guilty. It is obvious.

Until the tongue of the Bailijiajue finally retreated.

Helen Weiwei had no strength at all, and his legs were soft and he could only lie in his arms. He felt the warmth, and the cells of the whole body trembled.

"The taste is really good." Bai Lijiajue hugged her so that her back was against the wall, and her thin lips fell on her collarbone: "There is a kind of tea."

She had just had tea, and Helen Weiwei was thinking about it. The coolness around her reminded her of what it was. She could not help but lower her voice: "Don't be here."

"Reassured, no one will come." The man took her waist, as if to be in that position, taste her.

When Helen Weiwei trembled, he heard the sound coming from his ear.

The eyes of the Bailijiajue are dangerously stunned, and the deep eyes are gradually indifferent: "It seems that this is not a good place."

Wen Yan, Helian Weiwei finally breathed a sigh of relief.

I didn’t expect the Bailijiajue to laugh again: “You don’t seem to like to use these things all at once.”

All of a sudden... use the light, she will die.

"Since you don't like it so fast, then we will go back and use one and use it every day." When Bai Lijiaju said this sentence, it still looks like a smile.

Helian Weiwei couldn't help but have the urge to use it all at once!

Use one every day, that doesn't mean you have to do it every day... Helen Weiwei thought about it, he felt a backache, and the heat on his face was roasting.

It has not faded.

Since I can't do my best, Baili Jiajue certainly won't stay here, but also pays a golden leaf, and holds Helen Weiwei directly into the misty Wanmei Hall, a large cluster of black. Feathers vacate.

The Bailijiajue did not really touch her, but like the night before, she broke her into her arms, and the people who looked like they were pure and quiet.

Helen Weiwei must not be able to sleep. If the Bailijiajue did not say those words before, her brain probably would not go there. Now she can see the things they bought from outside. Wei Wei is a little uncomfortable.

"If you move again, the king will really use those things on you." The Bailijiajue slowly opened the embarrassment, and the pressure of the narrow and deep eyes of the eyes made Helen Weiwei suddenly pause. action.

"I don't move." Helen Weiwei said, and changed the subject: "I heard that when you came to the devil world, the devil world is not as bright as it is now, everywhere is black?"

"Since it is the devil world, of course, there can be no sunshine." The voice of Bai Lijiajue is very low, with calm and indifferent elegance: "This is always the case, there is no temperature, no glory." Very interesting, at least those who are more interesting than the heavens."

Helian Weiwei raised his eyebrows: "Heaven?"

"Don't ask for so many prey." Barry Gagaric gave her a faint look, and closed her eyes again. The black hair made a deep and shallow shadow.

Helian Weiwei looked at his thick eyelashes that made the woman look at him. He gathered and hugged people: "In fact, there is no meaning in the human world. It is the same, and there are multiple suns, the baby of the devil world. Still more."

Is this little thing comforting him? The Bailijiajue taunted the thin lips and did not agree.

"Do you have this body temperature and the sun without the sun?" Helen Weiwei smiled lightly: "But it's okay, my body temperature is usually too high."

"Well..." Barry Gregard laughed and was really warm.

Helen Weiwei said and fell asleep. Before going to bed, she thought about how to bring back the Bailijiajue in the shortest time. She didn’t know that the whole person who was cold at night was shaking, and she had not let go.

Barry Gregard looked at her in darkness, then raised her cold hand and touched her face.

"Well..." Helen Weiwei whispered softly, his lips were white, and he refused to let go of the waist of Bailijia, as if he insisted on heating him.

The treasures of the Bailijias sank, and the torches around them all burned up, and they warmed on the bed.

Helen Weiwei finally did not shake, and slept sideways and slept more...

The Bailijiajue liked this position very much, and tightened her whole person in her own arms, and the corner of her mouth also had a rising arc.

Helian Weiwei was awakened by heat. She remembered that a temple was cold like ice, how could it be hot?

I opened my eyes and looked at it to see what happened.

Looking back, I found that the Barry Gregory was holding his chin and looking at himself.

His black hair is a little messy, but it looks relaxed and comfortable, and the corner of his mouth is matched with the collar that is smashed to one side. It is so **** that it will explode!