Be a squeamish bag in Unlimited Live

A dim and ambiguous candle was lit in Xiaoxuan's window, and the dense flowers lowered the branches, casting slender and frivolous shadows on the panes.

The "girl" moved lightly with lotus steps, and hurriedly walked in the darkness with her face covered. Occasionally, the moonlight fell on his face from between the clouds, revealing the bright red and mottled fingerprints on that snow-colored little face.

It was as if she had just done something shady with someone, her beautiful eyes had a trembling water color, her black hair was disheveled, and her cheeks were dizzy.

The eyes are like the seductive beauty snake in the pornographic painting, which specially haunts the souls of ignorant people at night.

At night, the old mansion loses its bustle during the day, and it appears terrifying for no reason in the night.

The dense trees are like ghosts, and the branches stretched by the moonlight are like hideous toes and claws stretched out by ghosts through the night, grabbing passers-by to be the dead ghosts.

Jiang Chi couldn't help but quicken his pace.

He only looked back at the shadow that was getting closer behind him, but forgot to look at the road ahead, and crashed into a cold embrace unsuspectingly.

It was an exceptionally handsome face, wearing a long gown made of expensive materials, with a pair of round glasses on the face, and a long chain decorated with top jasper slipped from the temples, casting a faint shadow on the face.

He is the most gentle and elegant scholar who came out of ancient books.

Jiang Chi lay in the arms of this strange man, blinking his eyes a little dullly.

"Why are you so careless?" The man smiled nicely, and put one hand on Jiang Chi's back to tell him to stand upright, "Go back quickly, be careful not to get lost."

What a nice guy.

There was a sparkling color in those beautiful eyes, and she bowed gratefully, and ran away in a hurry.

That bastard Yun Zhao threatened him that if he dared not come at night, he would be kicked out.

Jiang Chi stood at the door and hesitated for a while, pressing his fingertips on the door frame like water onions, before deciding whether to go in, but he heard the people in the room say coldly: "What are you doing standing there, come in quickly."

This clumsy little maid couldn't even serve people well, she would trip over her left foot and wrestle with her right foot while serving tea, and her brain seemed to be unable to turn around often, but it was convenient. Yun Zhao pinched the little maid's cheek and said grandly:

"Since you serve me personally, you will naturally serve me to sleep."

The little fox was ignorant, thinking that this person is really timid, would he even be afraid to sleep alone?

He stood there in a daze for too long, and Yun Zhao in the room got impatient, cleared his throat and coughed again.

Jiang Chi woke up in an instant, tried hard to suppress the inexplicable trace of ominousness in his heart, and pushed open the door.

What happened later told Jiang Chi that he should really trust his intuition, and he should have just picked up his bag and run away.

The beauty in the plain dress draped in the moonlight and pushed open the door, her round deer-like eyes looked innocently at the half-covered man.

A man has been ill for many years, so it stands to reason that he should be paler and thinner.

Just looking at the character design, Jiang Chi thought he had finally met an NPC that he could easily deal with, and within a second of being overjoyed, he was severely shattered by the real master.

With the help of bright candlelight, the man's body with smooth muscles was displayed in front of Jiang Chi's eyes at a glance. Every inch of muscle wrapped under the pale skin seemed to contain extremely strong explosive power, which could probably make Jiang Chi's limbs sluggish. The little fox was directly removed from the belt and bone.

Jiang Chi once confirmed that he hates men who are stronger than himself.

He subconsciously wanted to close the door and close his eyes to show that he didn't do it on purpose, but someone pinched his face quickly.

Everyone here likes to pinch their faces.

The fox is angry.

Jiang Chi was forced to face up and was pulled into the man's arms. Yun Zhao's skin was cold, and Jiang Chi was caught off guard against the cold chest. The sound of his heartbeat made his ears numb.

The little fox had round eyes and looked up at the man blankly.

The man's slightly gloomy face was printed in the clear eyes.

Yun Zhao's eyesight is so good, he can see the fingerprints on the little thing's face that haven't faded and the raven-colored temple hair that is slightly spread out and sticking to the frosty white cheeks.

A bead of sweat rolled down from his forehead and sank into his long black hair.

"Who moved you?"

Who else, your second brother chant.

Jiang Chi said he didn't dare to say it, and pursed his lips, like an innocent young deer being forced into a trap, looking at the man with strange eyes in panic and surprise, shaking his head innocently and pitifully.

Does this mean to cover up for those who bullied him?

Yun Zhao frowned, feeling a sharp pain from the flesh in his chest.Whenever he was angry, this body would make an overwhelmed whine.

A long time ago, a wandering monk passed by Yun's house, and his father asked him to tell the fortune of his frail young son.

The old monk with white beard and eyebrows narrowed his eyes and counted his fingers, but what he said was confusing: "There are eight sufferings in life: birth, old age, sickness, death, resentment and hatred, separation from love, not getting what you want, and five Yins." Blazing. The most bitter, can't ask for it."

The old monk had kind eyes and kind eyes, and a slight chill fell on the forehead of the young Yunzhao: "This child is destined for me. If Tanyue is willing, why not let this child enter my sect, so as to avoid all dangers in the world."

Yun Zhao was only five years old at that time, the age when he was held in the palm of his parents' hands, he was not willing to go around with an old monk for alms, crying and fussing for a while passed away.

Now Yun Zhao is pinching the fat and soft cheeks of this little fox, looking at the blatant fingerprints, he suddenly thinks of the old monk's words in his heart.

Can't ask for it.

Yun Zhao sneered, he has nothing he can't ask for so far.

The man's subordinates completely covered the fingerprints on Jiang Chi's face with his own marks, and there was an incomprehensible desire in his deep black eyes.

The corners of Yun Zhao's pale lips curled up slightly, and the members of the Yun family smiled like a real fox compared to Jiang Chi:

"You little girl, you came here in a hurry. I don't think Zhou Mama told you what a qualified maid should do."

The hand holding the little fox's pointed chin moved down slightly, and slid all the way from the thin neck where the "girl" couldn't help swallowing. He brushed off Jiang Chi's long hair hanging around his neck, and said in a low voice: " Then let me, the master, come and teach you the rules."

Jiang Chi felt that there was something wrong with the atmosphere.

But he was stupid and timid. When the man looked down at him like this, Jiang Chi had the illusion that he was caught by a beast, and nodded tremblingly, obediently expressing that he knew.

"Then let's start tonight."

The coat that Yun Zhao was wearing fell off his shoulders. He was almost a head taller than Jiang Chi. When he lowered his head and held the little fox to his chest, the pressure was so strong that it almost made the little thing cry.

Yun Zhao coaxed him: "Take off the coat yourself."

Jiang Chi was afraid that he would die of fear, he would do whatever he said, pinching his neckline tremblingly, his knuckles were white with tension, he took off for a long time before taking off the outer jacket, revealing a small, White shirt.

Two straps were tied with small bows and hung on the round shoulders of the "girl". Her skin was white, her collarbone was sunken, and the rough-cut fabric concealed her barren chest.

Yun Zhao's eyes deepened.

It's really easy to cheat.

Jiang Chi was still seriously thinking about why he had to undress himself while serving others to sleep. Could it be to check him for skin diseases?

If the body is so weak, it seems to be a little more cautious.Jiang Chi thought so deeply, and responded with sympathy.

Although it was summer, there was ice in Yunzhao's room, and it was still cold in the middle of the night, Jiang Chi hugged his chest, hoping that this person would hurry up with his eyes open, it was still a bit cold without clothes.

If an ordinary girl reaches this point, she should realize something.

But this person is a stupid fox with no roots, and he is still a male. Even if he is stripped naked, he will not realize Yun Zhao's real intention.

After being dragged into the bed, Jiang Chi belatedly realized that something was wrong.

This seems a bit wrong, right?

The swollen mouth seemed to be hurting again, and Jiang Chi reached out his hand in time to touch Yun Zhao's chest, which was getting closer and closer, and wanted to slip away from under the person with some resistance.

Of course, he was easily dragged back.

The light-white fingertips struggled against the edge of the bed for a while, but they couldn't break free, and were pulled back under the layers of gauze curtains.

The candle flame "cracked" and jumped, and the trembling flame reflected the charming figures that were almost intertwined in the veil.

The black hair was scattered between the pillows, and under the dim light, the human skin became more and more like jade, every inch of the joints was glowing delicate pink, trembling like a kitten whose belly was forcibly exposed.

The girl's skirt was in a mess, revealing two slender and smooth calves, which were shyly closed together, showing a pitiful look of being at a loss and resisting.

It turned out to be a pervert.

Yun Zhao grabbed his slender calf, with his palm sticking to the soft flesh, and slowly stroked it up with ambiguous and warm strength.

Jiang Chi covered his skirt with one hand, and grabbed Yun Zhao's with the other urgently.

If his ears were still there, he would be directly connected to the airplane ears by now.

The fox fur in the sea of ​​consciousness exploded into a ball, and the soul came out of the body, turning into a light ball of cotton candy.

If he lifts his skirt, he will find out that he is actually a man.

Jiang Chi didn't really want to know what would happen if his true identity was discovered.

Those tear-filled eyes instead of mouth silently looked at Yun Zhao, begging the man to let him go.

"She" seemed a little frightened, her rose-like lips struggled to open and close, but she could only let out a pitiful sob from her throat, and couldn't even say no.

How pitiful, little dumb.

Yun Zhao realizes that he can do whatever he wants with him.

And Jiang Chi couldn't even refuse.

Jiang Chi blinked, and a drop of crystal-like beads instantly fell from such long eyelash feathers, making one's heart tremble with pity.

How come even the appearance of showing weakness is so flattering.

Yun Zhao couldn't explain the inexplicable feeling of soreness in his heart. He put his palm on Jiang Chi's white and greasy leg, pinched the soft flesh at the bend of his leg, and told the little beauty to shake her throat, and let out a thin moan after a while. scream.

Can't this be called out?

Seeing him teary-eyed in fright, Yun Zhao was really pitiful, and he didn't want to be too aggressive the first time, so he had to endure the anger in his heart, and lowered his voice:

"Be good, and I won't do anything to you."

Jiang Chi nodded in a panic, grabbed Yun Zhao's hand with trembling fingers, and drew a few strokes on Yun Zhao's palm with his fingertips weakly:

"it is good".

However, Yunzhao seemed to have found something surprising, and there was a bit of surprise in his voice: "Are you literate?"

No matter how stupid you are, you won't be completely illiterate.

Jiang Chi felt that he had been humiliated, so he dared to stare at him.

The beauty is angry and coquettish, and has no more effect except to add fuel to the flames. In the end, it is herself who is tossed.

Jiang Chi was forced to be held in someone's arms like a large pillow. His frame was extremely thin, but his flesh was even. He was held in his arms for a small one, warm and soft, as if he had fallen into a real world. Gentle country.

It turns out that being a servant requires sex.

Jiang Chi pursed his mouth sullenly, vaguely wondering whether he was limped by this bad guy like Yun Zhao, or whether human beings are really so perverted.