How To Practice Fast Through the White Moonlight

   Chapter 323 There is no way to eliminate this situation, so I raised my brows, but my heart (82)

  Shen Yue firmly broke the girl's thin chin and smiled sweetly, "Enen, don't make me angry, okay?"

  Wen Xien was frightened by the smile on his face, he was silent for a long time, and said in a hoarse voice.

   "I want to take a shower."

   Shen Yue hugged Wen Xien and pinched the soft flesh on her waist, "I'll wash it for you."

   An embarrassing light red floated on Wen Xien's face, and the end of her eyes was also dyed with a touch of bright red. Her dull eyes were like stagnant water. She pursed her lips without saying a word and stopped talking.

  Shen Yue lowered her head and sucked a red mark on Wen Xien's neck again. The force on his mouth was so strong that the light redness began to turn blue.

  's slender, white onion-like fingers grabbed the man's jet-black hair. Originally, he just wanted the man to suffer and leave, but it didn't seem to be of any use. On the contrary, because of a little pain, the other party became more fierce and anxious.

  In the beginning, it is only for the neck and collarbone, and slowly move up to the back.

  Shen Yue deliberately bit her very hard, and a little bit of revenge at the beginning, aroused the tyranny in the heart of the other party's dull and pitiful little cry.

   His tongue stuck in Wen Xien's mouth, without any rules, only rude and savage, catching Wen Xien like a dog licking a bone, sucking and biting.

  Wen Xien's tears were about to fall out, and she was afraid and afraid. She was still holding Shen Yue's hair in her hand. She couldn't push him away, and if she moved, she would be bitten by him.

  Wen Xien only felt that it had been a long time, until the nasal cavity was not breathing smoothly, the brain was black with lack of oxygen, and the fingers were weak, not like scratching his hair, more like stroking his hair.

   When Shen Yue bit her lower lip and let it go, Wen Xien's consciousness was blurred.

   He opened his mouth and breathed lightly, his long and thick eyelashes were stained with crystal teardrops. He was stunned by the movement of the other side getting up. Shen Yue lowered her head and sucked away the tears that were about to drip.

Then he licked Wen Xien's eyelids outside, and felt the soft temperature through the thin eyelids. Wen Xien only felt sore and numb in his mouth, and now even his eyelids hurt. just push.

  She has little strength, so Shen Yue shouldn't be able to push her until her hand slipped and Wen Xien stretched out her hand, and she was pushed to the side of her face.

  Wen Xien's complexion seemed to be covered with frost, she closed her eyes and said in a low voice.

   "Shen Yue, you are enough."

Shen Yue kissed her vigorously, and was very dissatisfied when she was pushed away, but when she saw her red eyes, she instantly became angry with the desire to pity and possess, and coaxed softly, "En, don't cry, I gently Okay? Huh?"

   "Shen Yue!"

   Shen Yue leaned over and approached him, her smile was gentle, but her tone was cold.

   "En, didn't you say you want to take a bath?"

  This man is not what he seems on the surface at all, he is extremely cautious, just because Wen Xien said to take a bath, to wash away the traces left by Shen Yue on her body, and he doesn't know where to touch his inverse scales.

  Wen Xien was holding the back of the horned hand, and the dark blue veins stretched out, and her eyes were forced out of a bit of indescribable moisture. She stared at Shen Yue and said slowly.

   "I want to wash myself."

  Shen Yue's hand lay lazily on her shoulder, rubbing the teeth marks on her shoulder, her lowered eyes wrapped in a little frivolous playfulness.

   "Can you wash it yourself? Is it clean?"

   The girl's face is thick and colorful, with picturesque eyebrows. At this moment, her small face is pale, and the expression of humiliation and indifference makes people unable to help break her indifference, let her cry for you, and let her laugh for you.

   She lowered her eyelashes and did not want to look at Shen Yue again, and repeated, "I want to wash myself."

  Shen Yue chuckled, "Either let me wash it, or you don't wash it, Enen can keep my taste, I like this kind of Enen."

  The air froze for a moment, Wen Xien opened his eyes slightly, and the blood on his disbelieving face gradually lost its color.

   After a while, she said expressionlessly.

   "Shen Yue, are you trying to force me to death?"

  Shen Yue's smile stopped for a while, and then faded a lot. He lowered his head affectionately and rubbed the tip of Wen Xien's tall and delicate nose, and said softly with a sigh.

   "En, I like you so much that I can't wait to eat you, why would I be willing to force you?"

   Wen Xien smiled suddenly, and the fleeting light smile was full of mockery.

   Then Shen Yue ignored Wen Xien's struggle and hugged her with a smile.

  …

After   , the system saw that she was so miserable, and couldn't bear it: [Does it hurt? You are holding on, I'll go see what medicine is available, it should make you feel better. 】

   Wen Xien, who pretended to be dead: [...Actually, it's...well...]

system:【……? 】

   Self-assertive system: The clown turned out to be me.

  …

   It's not that Wen Xien never wanted to escape, but she never even stepped out of this room, let alone left here.

  Heavy curtains shaded the room, and the room was dark.

   In the huge space, from the doorway to the corner, the dark black plush carpet covers the entire bedroom.

   There was a beautiful woman sitting on the rug, her brows and eyes were like a demon who had absorbed yang energy.

  Her white and flawless skin sank into the carpet, the deep black and the white against each other.

  Beauty's slender, white fingers tugged tightly on the blanket, and her reddish fingertips were as delicate as flowers and bones, almost magically seductive.

  …

   "Enen..."

   The handsome man, like a drug addict, half-kneeled beside her and stretched out his hand to the beauty.

  The obedient and obedient beauty hurriedly put her small and tender hand on his generous and hot palm, and shrank as if being burned, Shen Yue raised the corner of her mouth.

  The sense of satisfaction and control continued to rise, making his expression faintly revealing a kind of morbid madness.

   Wen Xien closed his eyes and breathed lightly, his face covered with a gorgeous ruddy.

   The man grabbed her with his arms, put her on the bed, and knelt down directly.

   Infatuated, he leaned over to lick the girl's feet, starting from the bud-like fingernails and passing through the instep with dark blue blood vessels.

   The tight arc between the girl's toes and the instep has an amazing beauty, and Shen Yue couldn't resist gnawing, like a male ant indulging in the sweet honey liquid rewarded by the queen, extremely humble and obsessed.

  The kiss spread all the way to the calf, and the bright red skin was branded one by one, and even wisps of blood ooze out, and the most delicate flowers bloomed on the snow-white.

  Shen Yue suddenly raised her head and looked up at Wen Xien.

   The chains on his hands and feet jingled.

   (end of this chapter)