"Ah?!" Lu Yiqian felt that the sky was thundering, and she was stunned inside and out.

Then, without explanation, I jumped to the window sill and said, "Reliably, the king will keep his body as jade and clean himself."

"But me..." But she already has white and death. If she doesn't finish it, she will not flash.

Lu Yiqian has no choice but to know that, she will not be contracted! Anyone who wants to return to the owner, just a thought, ah, crazy! Even if she wants to hide, she can't hide it!

Brain shell pain!

She had no intention of licking peach blossoms. Why did the peach blossoms become disasters?

Lu Yiqian has not recovered from the shock, and he will see the clean water and fragrant towel on the elf blue. He looks at Lu Qianqian and wants to stop.

"What's wrong?" Lu Yiqian noticed his strangeness.

"Master, the three-hour avant-garde son was called by Princess Qi, and has not returned yet." Lan Ruo is a false accusation.

Lu Yi’s heart was suddenly in a sudden, and there was a bad feeling.

Although Wei Mo's strength is second in the superior god, his mind is simple, and he can't decide what the sinister princess will do to deal with him. She dare not think more, rushing to spread consciousness, letting out the beasts to look for, and carelessly, really damn!

In fact, Wei Mo is really uncomfortable at this time.

His handsome eyes were stunned, his face was red, his body was soft, and his positive force struggled with something.

He has been fighting for more than two hours.

In a closed, luxurious room, it is full of brightly colored, ochre flowers. This flower is a country that grows in the chilly land. When flowering, the petals are good for women, but for men, it is undoubtedly a stimulating drug. This kind of flower can constantly stimulate the blood nerves of men, make them mentally paralyzed, weak, and desperate for passion.

This kind of plant has been used to increase the fun of boudoirs. Of course, it is also indispensable for women to use this plant as a non-make. It is forbidden to cultivate.

However, Qi Wanru has cultivated a lot of such plants, but anyone who has unyielding men falls into her hands, and if she uses this plant, she can let the man surrender.

Looking at the man who couldn't bear more and more in the room, she secretly smug, and seeing his skin is like snow, charming and confusing, and his heart has already been caught like a cat, and itching is not good. However, she also secretly admire, this man can actually endure more than two hours of torture, to know, usually a flower is enough to be how strong the man becomes swaying. Hey, she looked down, he actually kept the woman in such a position, pushed her away again and again, she had to play with him, listen to him, then use crystal to record his debauchery. , watch it well! When she waved her hand, a woman opened the door and put a flower in it.

The fragrance of flowers guides the blood of Weimo and goes deep into the lungs. He wants to yell, he wants to vent, but he doesn’t know what to do. He wants to escape from here, but he can’t move at all. The incense is constantly eroding him. .

He couldn’t help but be resentful. He was so stupid and stupid that he actually came over with the woman. But he couldn't help but because the woman said that he had to deal with A Qian and deal with the five-star empire... Hey, he is very uncomfortable. The body was red, and not only longed for her, but only this desire, but he was ashamed, called him to be self-confident, but he could not stop thinking... who will save him...

Qi Wan is satisfied, open the door and walk in: "Do you still want to struggle?" Speaking of a chin that twisted Wei Mo, smirked and touched his chest.

In the heart of Wei Mo, the nausea is like a snake, but the body is weak. He is the superior God, but the flower can evoke the desire of the flesh. The fragrance is non-toxic, and it is harder to force the body. It is really not related to strength.

It is like a master who has squandered the world and is still subject to the constraints of the world.

Qi Wanru has scornfully provoked Wei Mo's clothes, but she felt the fragrant scent hit her, making her desire even more blazing.

She licked the smudge of the ink, the satin-like skin made her more kinky, and the first one twisted to kiss the red lips of the ink.

Wei Mo’s heart was disgusted, his appetite rolled and his head turned to one side. However, the blood is screaming, but he is eager for the woman to be close. He is struggling to support, A Qian...

Qi Wan slaps like a hand: "Hey man, I still don't want to come from me!" Then he smiled and said: "It's so good, wait for me to play enough for you, then let the palace people round you again, you think The woman saw your wave and would you want it?"

When he was suddenly pale, his heart was like a knife. He couldn’t imagine that if he did, he would see what he saw, and what face would be left beside him. It’s better to die with a clear mind...

Qi Wan seems to be extremely happy to see the desperate, the more desperate the other, the more she is happy, the hand has already slammed on the chest of Wei Mo: "You want to die, not so easy, men but in this flower, no one can refuse Got it." Then he kissed the neck of Wei Mo.

Wei Mo that clear eyes are gray, this woman will not let him go, he is dirty and dirty. It is better to die, only to die, to keep this innocence... A thousand, A thousand...

The heartache is not self-sufficient. With the mouth of the dirty woman, it has been falling all the time... Weimo closed his eyes desperately, tears poured out...

"Touch..." In the middle, it seems that the door was kicked open.

Then there was a noisy sound, then the vicious woman exclaimed, whose arms are so warm...

"Wang Mo?" The woman screamed in horror.

But he, even his eyes are not willing to open, afraid to open it, the eyes are illusory.

"Wei ink blinks, nothing, don't scare me!" The woman seemed to be crying.

No, don't open it, otherwise, waiting for him will be a smog...

Lu Yiqian was so sad that he stared at Qi Wan as a glance: "I will let you pay the price!"

Qi Wan vomited and blew his blood, and smiled and said: "He was touched by me. You want to lick the broken shoes I passed?"

As soon as the words were exported, Wei Mo shook uncontrollably, fragile as a broken doll, and tears continued to fall out.

Lu Yiqian saw that his dress was not perfect, his chest was blue and purple, but his underwear did not take off, he knew that Qi Wan was just to stimulate her, but even so, she touched her bottom line. She is going to call the woman, it is better to die than to die...