Qiongqi squeezed twice on Achan's face and let her go.

A Chan was lying comfortably in his arms, and Qiong Qi didn't know what she was thinking. The two of them stayed in this position for a while.

Suddenly, Achan felt that, besides his breath hitting her neck, there was something warm and wet scratching on her skin.

She was stunned, the feeling continued, not her illusion. With the strange movements and the ambiguous wet voice, his broken hair also slammed on her neck.

A Chan's neck was very itchy, "Are you ...?" Is it going to double repair! She was so excited that her heart beat faster.

"Don't be afraid." Qiongqi appeased when she noticed the change in her pulse.

A Chan shouted "huh" coyly.

"I don't eat you." Licking.

"Um ... uh?" What stuff?

"Your flesh smells good."

A Chan :? ! ! !

Along with his words, A Chan even felt that he used his teeth to know whether it was intentionally or unintentionally, and scraped gently on the side of her neck, bringing a tingling tremor.

He seemed to be restraining himself from biting and eating her flesh and blood, but couldn't resist the temptation to tentatively test on the edge.

A Chan stammered: "I remember ... you prefer meat dishes, strictly speaking, I am vegetarian ..."

After listening to the scary movements, Qiongqi shivered with a smile buried in her neck.

He let go of her and leaned back on the cushion. Achan quickly got out of his arms and sat far away.

"It's really rare to be able to make such a taste that appeals to me ... The person who sent you is also painstaking." He said to himself, "Want to seduce me to eat you? What else does your flesh deal with me Gu, or poison? "

Oh, when he thought he was weak, poison and gu could take advantage of him?

A Chan quickly expressed his faithfulness: "If I hurt your heart, tell me not to die!"

Pang Qi glanced past lightly, "If you come here to let me eat, it would have been dead."

A Chan choked.

He flicked the hand on the armrest uninterestingly, "When I feel that you are bored, you fulfill your wish."

A Chan: ... No, no, you listen to me!

However, Qiong Qi was not interested in her explanation, and raised her hand to stop her words, ticked her fingers like a puppy, "Come over."

Achan was pulled by him to the soft couch and lay down, Qiong Qi held her from behind, like holding a braised meaty pillow.

She stiffened, a little afraid that he could not help biting down. Can't help but think of the large mouth of the blood basin when he was in the shape of a beast, and he could easily bite her half of the body with a single bite.

Poon Qi felt that the person in his arms was still stiff at first, and gradually relaxed, and his breathing became even and long, obviously asleep.

Every time he had a toxic attack in his body before and after the full moon, he had to suffer a lot of pain. On the day of the full moon, it was almost the pain of burning all the internal organs, as if the meridians and dantian were all burned by fire.

But compared with the ignorance and ignorance that are always boring, it is not difficult to bear the pain, but the temper is unavoidable.

He held Ah Chan, sniffing the fragrant breath in his arms, feeling that the burning pain in his body seemed to be less uncomfortable.

But he looked at Achan in front of him, sleeping soundly on his arm, and he was unhappy somehow. He still hurts, and had to endure not eating her. Why did she sleep so sweetly and heartlessly?

So Achan was sleeping, and suddenly felt the terrible pressure of a fierce beast in his sleep! The fierce beast in the dream opened his blood basin and bite at her!

"Ah-!!!" A Chan grumbled to the ground, and several hairs were standing on the top of his head. His face was frightened, and he could tell from the blankness in his wide eyes whether he was a person or a daze.

The coercion has been completely wiped out by the poor, he seems to have done nothing, just tapped his finger on the edge of the couch lazily, "what did you do, come up."

A Chan looked at him suspiciously and felt it carefully, as if he had just had a nightmare. But this nightmare is too real ... A Chan glanced at him and murmured.

She slowly climbed onto the couch again.

This time she just fell asleep, she felt a suffocation.

When I opened my eyes, I saw that my nose was pinched by Pang Qi, and I felt that his mouth was also pinched by him.

A Chan: ...

Qiong Qi didn't feel guilty and took back his hand and said: "You are too alert. If I were to kill you, you would have died 800 times."

Even if I wake up and get twelve points of alert, if you want to kill me, I have to die 800 times? ! !

Seeing Achan turned back and glared at him, he didn't sleep anymore, and Qiongqi took it for granted: "You keep sleeping."

Sleep ass!

A Chan wiped her face and turned over to face him, holding her head in one hand. "Since the long night is sleepless, what do we do ♂ interesting ♂ ♂ things ♂ affection?"

Qiongqi was too worried to listen to Achan, but he was a little moved.

A Chan realized his hesitation and tentatively approached him and put his lips together.

Qiongqi looked calm and looked at her a little closer, letting her stick her lips to him, and she would grind quietly on his lips. Her lips are warm and soft, with a sweet fragrance, and everything is crisp and crisp, making him even unconsciously hold his breath, as if the body's senses are gathered in this small place.

Regardless of whether it can nourish the soul, A Chan enjoys this kind of thing. This time I was finally able to sleep until I was so poor that I couldn't help but surging, and I couldn't control my tears.

She did not see him respond for a while, slowly opened her eyes, and saw him staring at her in a very calm and self-sustaining manner, only a pair of red pupils was slightly deep.

She looked into his eyes with an unabashed longing. These beautiful eyes have a fiery and bold desire to live, but at the same time they are filled with soft tears. Such a contradiction makes her seem to want to conquer and to be cautiously loving, or ... to bully and cry harder.

Poor eyes moved slightly.

A Chan was very dissatisfied with the poor and seemingly calm. She pushed him away and wanted to sit up, but was caught by Pangqi's backhand.

He squeezed her neck with one hand and went to his side, Achan rushed involuntarily.

Qiongqi leaned forward from the cushion and kissed her after imitating her movements. He learned quickly, A Chan was not willing to be outdone, the two chased and entangled each other, they became more and more courageous, no one would admit defeat, the battle was fierce.

After a long while, it was difficult to separate, both of them were a little bit unstable. The lingering atmosphere between them also produced subtle and lingering changes.

Qiong Qi looked at A Chan's eyes a bit strange. In addition to being intoxicated and unrestrained, the burning pain caused by the deep poison of his internal organs and the Dantian meridians, after the two people's breath blended together, did have a moment of relief.

I don't know. Is it because his senses are focused on this matter, and he is distracted from the pain?

But in the past he didn't think her smell had such a great attraction to him, but it was during the period of his residual poison that they were strongly attracted to each other's breath ...

Pang Qi didn't know what interesting things he had in mind, and there was a trace of surprise and play in his eyes, and he bullied him to verify it.

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The maid in the bedroom saw Achan didn't come back all night, and she was so strange and wondering where she was going that she had to find Uncle Yan anxiously.

Shuyan is one of the very few people who knows that the Qiongqi full moon will be poisonous. After hearing the news, he thought about it and told the maid not to worry, so she privately used a jade card to convey the message to Qiongqi, asking if Achan was there.

After receiving an affirmative answer, Shuyan took a breath and said, "... I can find you at this time, and it's really hidden! Ask who instructed you? Did you ... live?"

Qiong Qi glanced at Achan, who was tired and sleepy beside him. He was in a good mood, with a gentle smile on his face. "Well, there's still gas."

Shu Yan's expression pitifully twitched, listening to this description, it should be tortured by this fierce beast without mercy and jade.

He shook his head and sighed deeply in his heart, Qingbenjia, why not follow the thief!

"I found an antidote."

"Huh? What?" Shu Yan didn't respond for a while.

Ponce's poison in those days was the poison of the red flame grass, which had long been extinct in the Six Realms, and only its associated plant, tears, was solvable. The red flame grass is a highly poisonous substance that the gods can hardly resist, while the tears are just the opposite.

Where there is red flame grass, there are often tears. But the two are born together, and both have become legends.

When Tianqi took advantage of the fall of the world, I did n’t know where to get the poison made by the red flame that had disappeared. He sent someone to deceive Qiongqi and poison him. For this reason, Qiong Qi hates others to deceive him.

At that time, Qiongqi was not as strong as it is now, and he could not completely resist the poison. In addition, the red flame grass was violently violent. Although he failed to kill his life, he also suffered a lot in these years.

Shuyan didn't really think he could find the tears. After all, everyone still doesn't even know what the tears look like.

"Achan's original form should be tears."

"... What? !!!" Shu Yan raised the volume in shock, almost shouting, "Really?"

Qiongqi leaned back and casually said, "I tried it."

"Try ... how did you try?" Gnaw? The next time I see the flower demon suspected of tears, will she see which parts she lacks?

Qiong Qi didn't answer this question, holding a jade card in one hand and playing with Achan's lock of hair in one hand, and wrapped it around her fingertips.

Achan was disturbed by his voice talking with Shuyan, and uttered a dissatisfaction.

"That's it, I'll talk about it later."

"Hey, wait ..." The jade card went out.

Qiong Qi threw the jade card aside, lay down on his side, propped his head to see Achan's face under his robe, and helped her drag the robe up.

He reached out and wiped the tears that fell from the corners of her eyes on her eyelashes, rubbing her puffy cheeks with her fingers, and made a decision:

In the future, just let her cry in bed.

The author has something to say: Qiong Qi: You have quarreled with my daughter-in-law, no longer talking, and hung up.

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Shuyan: Crooked? crooked?