Hey! Host! I asked you to have a child, not to have a strategy.

Zhu Baishao twisted her body uncomfortably, her cheeks turned a light pink from the kisses, her whole face was as red as a peach, extremely beautiful.

Yin Wu Yue was already feeling emotionally unstable, and this movement of hers was more like putting something into his body, which was slippery and spinning around, making him feel even more uncomfortable.

"do not move."

Yin Wu Yue's voice was hoarse, and he put his hands on her waist to prevent her from twisting.

Zhu Baishao's waist looks slender and soft. Whenever she wears white clothes and ties it with a plain or red belt, it appears less than the size of a hand. But in fact, it feels well-proportioned to the touch, and the lines are extremely seductive.

Zhu Baishao could feel the scorching temperature of the piece of skin that his palm was holding through the cloth, and it burned her so much that she moved again.

This time, Yin Wu Yue felt like his whole body was burning.

"I told you not to move, but you still moved...Are you torturing me on purpose? Huh?"

Yin Wu Yue's breathing was hot and heavy. He spoke in her ear with a low and hoarse voice, and the ending tone was slightly seductive.

Zhu Baishao blushed, and gently rested her forehead on his shoulder, saying in a voice as thin as a mosquito, "I didn't mean it..."

Yin Wu Yue's eyes deepened slightly, and he sensitively discovered that she did not seem to object to further physical intimacy.

Could it be because he accepted the marriage proposal?

He held up her face with one hand, trying to see the expression on her face clearly.

"If it's not intentional, then it's intentional?"

Zhu Baishao was undoubtedly a beautiful woman with great talent and beauty.

But now, with the nourishment of love, her "spirit" seemed to have added some charming charm, and her every frown and smile was vivid and lively.

She is not the high-handed righteous swordsman, but a mortal girl who is just beginning to fall in love.

Being stared at by Yin Wu Yue's extremely deep and aggressive eyes, Zhu Bai Shao couldn't help but blush. She buried her head in his neck again and lowered her eyelids, "...What if I did it on purpose?"

Her voice trembled a little shyly, but it made people more dizzy and unable to extricate themselves.

Yin Wu Yue's heartbeat accelerated almost as soon as she finished speaking, and Zhu Baishao, who was buried in his arms, heard it clearly.

So...does this mean you admit...?

"Then let's have our wedding night in advance today..."

Yin Wu Yue never wronged herself, but she didn't want to force her, so she asked again.

And... he was afraid that once they came out of the illusion, they would never meet again.

Zhu Baishao's cheeks became redder and her eyes were filled with moisture. She stammered and couldn't utter a word.

This is the default.

Yin Wu Yue's eyes deepened, he stood up and carried her sideways, moving from the chaise longue by the window to the bed.

Zhu Baishao subconsciously put her arms around his neck, her brows lowered with shame, and her cold air completely disappeared.

Without waiting for Zhu Baishao to sit down on the bed, Yin Wu Yue pressed her down on the thin quilt and kissed her fiercely.

At the same time, he shot out a wisp of magic energy from his fingers, and the curtains slowly fell down, covered with a layer of gauze. The bed became an enclosed and ambiguous little space, and also a tight love net that bound the two people together.

The atmosphere was so hot that one's heartbeat could not help but speed up.

While Yin Wu Yue was kissing her, one of his hands had already slid to Zhu Baishao's waist, groping back and forth on the red belt. The joints were distinct and the bulging blue veins on the back of his hand were visible, with a strong tension.

Finally, he touched one end of the tie and pulled it gently. The red belt was untied, and the snow-white dress fell off Zhu Baishao's body, like a blooming white peony, revealing the delicate pistil wrapped in layers of petals.

The moon-white bellyband was not bright in color, but it made her snow-like skin look even more crystal clear and delicate.

Zhu Baishao's long black hair was spread out on the pillow, her cheeks were flushed, she bit the joint of her index finger and half closed her eyes.

It seemed as if he was ashamed to face what was going to happen next.

Little did he know that the more this happened, the more alluring her invisible temptation became.

What man in the world would not feel excited and have a strong desire to possess her when a beautiful woman, who appears to be quiet and gentle in daily life, reveals a graceful, shy and accepting look under him?

Moreover, Zhu Baishao was not a skinny and frail woman. Her body proportions were very good. Even when she was lying down, her chest had a full curve, which made her bellyband look beautiful.

As Zhu Baishao's breathing rises and falls, that place will also have slight fluctuations. How can a small piece of cloth contain the beauty of a garden?

Yin Wu Yue's pupils shrank, and then his mouth became dry.

His deep gaze was filled with scorching heat, burning Zhu Baishao's skin. She couldn't help but lift her eyes to take a peek, then put her hands on her chest.

"What are you staring at..."

This sentence was really soft and coquettish. There was spring in her eyes, the corners of her eyes were slightly red, and the thin teardrop mole made her look even more charming as if it was soaked in blood.

Zhu Baishao deliberately crossed her arms in front of her chest. The action seemed to be blocking, but in fact her arms were pushing inward, making her chest soft and trembling, and the smooth and subtle fragrance almost overflowed.

"It's beautiful. I want to take a closer look. It would be best if I could remember it forever and engrave it in my heart."

Yin Wu Yue's Adam's apple rolled again, and the sound of swallowing was particularly obvious in the quiet little space, and both of them heard it.

Zhu Baishao pursed her lips and smiled, seeming to be very satisfied with her lover's obsession with her.

Yin Wu Yue also smiled, but the curve of his mouth looked dangerous no matter how you looked at it.

He lowered his head and gently bit Zhu Baishao's neck, leaving a red plum blossom.

Zhu Baishao felt pain and hit him immediately.

Of course, her strength at this moment was nothing but fancy moves to Yin Wu Yue, and it did not hurt at all.

He let out a muffled laugh from his throat, and his chest vibrated slightly. Without waiting for Zhu Baishao to get angry, he quickly took off all his clothes.

He then hooked the knot of her bellyband with his fingertips, and the two of them were naked in front of each other.

The Demon Lord has a standard adult male body shape. His muscles are not overly bulging, but full and firm, and every muscle contains hidden power.

I don’t know if it’s because Yin Wu Yue’s real body has been sealed in the Kunlun secret realm, but his skin is extremely white. When his skin is close to Zhu Baishao’s, their skin colors are almost the same.

However similar their skin color is, the differences in their physique and body temperature are still obvious.

The man's hot and flexible body pressed against the woman's and he sighed with satisfaction, like a man who had been burned by the scorching sun for a long time and finally tasted sweetness.

This is undoubtedly a temporary solution.

Giving a sip of water to someone who has been thirsty for a long time is more stimulating than letting him stay thirsty forever.

He began to chase after something that would quench his "thirst."

Yin Wu Yue's many spiritual thoughts possessed other people, and he learned many things, including some of the Hehuan Sect's secret methods of dual cultivation.

Thinking of the benefits that his Yuan Yang body could bring to Zhu Baishao's cultivation, he had to interrupt her and teach her the mantra under her "confused" eyes. After explaining everything, he continued with the steps of achieving perfect harmony.