It was two o'clock in the morning after returning to the room. Si Yizhen put Wen Ya on the bed, but Wen Ya was wrapped around his neck and he couldn't let go. Si Yi Yan's body could only be forced to hang on her.

Si Yizhang reached down and took off her mask, black hair and red flowers, which made her look so enchanting and stunned, more beautiful than he thought.

"Want to kiss me?" A Wen Xinya hand came to his neck, and his slender white and tender fingers gently played with his scarf, with a charming charm between his brows.

"Think!" Si Yichen looked at her delicate, flower-like lips, each of which was delicate and beautiful, creating a fatal attraction and temptation to him.

"So ..." Wen Ya suddenly reached out and pulled his scarf, and pulled his body downwards until his lips touched her lips. She opened the delicate lips gently: "What are you waiting for?" ? "

Si Yichen gently rubbed her delicate red lips like petals with her lips, then suddenly greedily put her two lips into her mouth, and felt a little bit of wanton feeling as beautiful as petals Delicate and soft.

The lips are like lacquer, and the fitted body squeezes out the space little by little. The two tongues are intertwined and the teeth are playful. Like a thunder, the ground fire is intertwined, and the rapid breathing is intertwined. Generally wonderful.

I don't know how long it has been, as long as a century, like a flash of lightning, the two lips separated, as if they had just experienced a fierce battle, the thin saliva slashed the wires and connected the lips, and they were breathless. Echoing with the heavy lows clearly in the space, forming a tide, hot, and then hot ...

"Sec ..." A fascinating and confusing voice spit out of her lips, groaning into a ecstasy magic sound.

"Uh ..." Si Yixu's chest was constantly undulating, and his body temperature kept rising, just like suffering from being in a fire cave, but he restrained his remaining reason.

"Si, are you still angry?" Warm and confusing Yanye eyes looked at Si Yizhen, slammed into his dark eyes, like a swirl, she felt herself little by little The more you struggle, the more you get trapped, and then you are swallowed bit by bit.

Si Yizhe knew that she was referring to Anatoli. Her thin lips were slightly raised, and she was sharp and aggressive. "Oh, I have my own opinion on Anatoli. Don't worry."

"What is it? Because I and the Ivanov family endlessly endlessly?" He looked at him warmly and quietly. The man deserved to be delivered by her moth fluttering fire. He couldn't bear her to feel wronged, Ana Toss only looked at her with a mean look, and he cut his face, but with an insult, he almost killed him.

Si also said quietly: "Don't think about it. Lucifer and Ivanov's family have long had grievances, not because of you. Today you are also affected by me, so you will be insulted like this."

Wen Xinya looked at Si Yizhen: "Since I decided to be with you, we have no distinction between each other, but one, we should share honor and disgrace, share bitterness and joy, there is no words that are not involved."

Si Yizhang's heart moved, and her emotional emotions sprang up, holding her and whispering, "I was wrong. I shouldn't say such things."

"Si Yizhen, I'm fine, really!" Si Yizhen is the best man she's ever met. Its sex.

But at that moment, she witnessed Si Yizhen's self-control and disappointment, from the calmness to the madness, and then the calmness to the anger. She hardly believed her eyes, so Zhang's outward anger and cripples did not suit him .

"I know!" His voice was thin, his eyes condensed into a faint color, as ruthless as hard as iron stones, as if lingering intricately and softly like water, as if the deep pools had swallowed every inch. Shaking, like the rushing thoughts of a horse galloping to the extreme.

The warmth and comfort calmed his emotions: "Yi Si, what about Anatoli insulting me? I know that I am a treasure in your heart. Do n’t affect your emotions for irrelevant people. This way ... I will be unhappy. "

Si Yi sighed heavily, but did not know what to say.

Wen Xinya arms wrapped around his neck: "Yi Yi Si promised me not to get **** for me."

Once she was born again, she believed in karma and he had a Buddha's heart. She wanted to make him happy and happy, and didn't want him to be infected with sin because of her.

Si Yizhen bowed her head and kissed her eyebrows, her eyes were clear and transparent, flashing pure 潋 滟: "You are right, there are all causes and effects, I should not let you back because of my temporary anger Bloody sin. "

The Wen Xinya eyes were wet, and he hugged his waist tightly. This life, this love, amazing years, just like time.

"In the interest of falling, or to the head of the door, it is all beings. If you can pronounce a Buddha name, a bodhisattva name, a sentence of Mahayana classics ..."

He kissed his neck warmly and lowly, and the aorta between his neck jumped between her lips and moved his shoulders, which was the blood-boiling passion: "The Tibetan Buddhist Bodhisattva Sutra" to eliminate karma and remove sin.

Today, he created karma because of her, committed sin, and obsessed with her.

She wanted to call the name of the Buddha and the Buddhist scriptures, and the Buddha would always try to save him, smash the **** for him, so that he could ascend, and enjoy the wonderful happiness.

For example, the Sanskrit lingering Buddhist scriptures sang in his ears, and Si Yixuan's body evoked a taboo craving, and he kissed her madly with a humble, small, devout worship.

"It's all beings. You use your divine power to facilitate rescue. So people are now boundless, as broken hells, sending out heaven and receiving joy."

The Wen Xinya breathing is short, the blurred eyes are dyed with lust, the delicate red lips, lightly opened, and each trace of texture with the opening and closing lips exudes the ultimate charm.

"I didn't expect that you actually read the Buddhist scriptures!" Si Yizhang was holding her heavy breathing, he should not profane the Buddhist scriptures, but never before felt the warmth and affection for him as clearly as ever, profound Like the obscure Buddhist altars of the mysterious mystery, they are full of beads and full of empty buddhas.

"I said that if the Buddha does not cross you, I will cross you. This sentence has never been a false word!" She also read a few Buddhist scriptures since she knew that he believed in Buddhism. Over.

"I once said that before 20 years old, I believed in Buddhism, and after 20 years old, I believed in you, and it is not a lie." Because ... the only person in the world who can make him happy is her.

In this life, he was destined to fail to achieve positive results because of her, and he was destined to be extradited by her!