However, today's Song of Songs has cultivated magic, and there is still magic in her body sucked from Shen Shisan. Although these are pressed into her body, outsiders can't see or feel it at all.

But the moment she and the man did this kind of intimate thing, the bodies of the two were connected and fused, almost immediately, the suffocating magic in her body and the corresponding inheritance in the man's body.

The man without the slightest defense could not suppress it for a moment, and it became the current state of madness.

If men go on like this, it may not be long before they really fall into the magic and lose themselves.

So after Yange could not push him, he simply reached out and held him in his arms.

She tried to guide him with her gentle double gentleness.

She whispered softly and softly in his ears, "I am waiting for you, wake up!"

But on the man's face, the blue tendons were still increasing, and these blue tendons began to change color, from blue to black, and gradually to red.

His body was heating up all the time, and it was burning hot against his body.

Even the place where the two were connected was extremely hot.

But these words are nothing to say, and what really hurts him is that he seems to have become a myriad of musculoskeletal bugs, trying to strangle and devour in her body, and she is soaked with sweat.

But even so, she tried to run the exercises and tried to help him keep Qingming in this way.

A little time passed, and I didn't know how long it took. The man's fingers moved slightly, and the stiffness that was almost embedded in Yange's body slowly recovered his strength.

The red and green tendons on his body are also slowly fading and slowly disappearing ...

He closed his eyes for a moment, and then opened his eyes again.

Looking down, he kissed her lips slowly, the "woman" was covered by the sigh in his throat, and his palms pressed her carefully around her waist.

Lips kissed along her eyebrows, and the covetousness in her eyes poured out like a flood at this moment, covering her.

He was entangled and entangled with her, and could not be separated from each other until they fell asleep.

When Yange woke up again, he turned around and looked at it for the first time.

The eyes of the man around him were tightly closed, the tall nose was very delicate, the lips were bright and red, and his face was more like the peach petals in the white, tender and tender, making it really want to rag.

She reached out and lightly touched his skin-skinned face. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she couldn't have believed that such a perfect man turned out to be a demon.

The man's eyes opened when Yan Ge's fingers touched his face.

His eyes were really bright, like stars in the night, which made people fascinated by looking at them.

He was about awake from his deep sleep, and although his eyes were bright, his face was a little confused.

"Master." Yange called him gently, hesitant to ask, "What happened just now?"

The man's brow frowned slightly. He squeezed the hands of Yange, and his mental strength entered Yange's body, as if he wanted to check his physical condition.

He asked, "Are you enchanted?"

Yan Ge shook his head with a look of ignorance: "What is it?

When the man saw that the look on Yange was not fake, he stared at Yange and asked, "What happened to you yesterday to today?"

Hearing the words, he slowly lowered his head. The two were naked / naked. She was in the man's arms at the moment, so even if he lowered his head, his chest was everywhere he saw it.