snow every week

His Highness's beauty was lost, and several demon generals were not on duty. After Ni Shao sent the news, he mingled with the panic-stricken palace maids and escaped from the gatekeeper demon he had bribed earlier.

The Mozu street market was very noisy, changing clothes several times, and shuttled several times, and even the purse was stolen, Ni Shao just spit secretly and kept pace.

The high-level demons are born with talents, such as Prince Wuyan, who inherited the power of the mother's incarnation bat shadow. Although Ni Shao is a mixed blood and has a low status, since she was chosen, she naturally has her own special features.

Although she did not inherit the mother's talent of being a high-level demon, she has the ability to control the family treasure, the Wutrace Cloak, because of her blood.

In fact, she is not a poor witch named Ni Shao, but a free devil who is capable and takes jobs for money. She came here this time to accept a commission from someone.

But Wuyan's notoriety is well-known in the devil world, and she took the risk this time because she had nowhere to go, and she was more nervous than the previous missions.

Fortunately, according to that person's arrangement, it didn't take long for her to find the agreed dark alley with no one in the courtyard.

The small courtyard is old, but the living room inside is fairly clean.

The amount of medicine she took was enough for the cargo to fall asleep until tomorrow. This was also to ensure that the other party would not struggle. After all, Wuji Phi was not a powerful defensive treasure, it was just a space treasure that could swallow the cargo and had no real form.

I don't know if I was nervous, but I always felt that Wuji was trembling. Ni Shao waited for a while, but didn't wait for the delivery person, but waited for the trembling at the hand again and again.

She was a little surprised, hesitated a few times, still worried that Wuji would be broken, unfolded it, and released the most valuable goods in it.

The cargo that was supposed to be asleep was uncovered, and the face was revealed, but it was lying on the couch, and the whole body was as if it had been fished out of the water, and the black hair was wet. He was originally handsome and beautiful, but now his face was flushed and his whole body was burning. Her hot, pink eyes sparkled, but she couldn't see clearly anymore, and she tried her best to stare at her unclear eyes, and curled up her body in shame, before calling her fake in a low voice, as if pleading. Name: "Neon Key?"

The voice is low and soft, like a feather scratching people's hearts.

If it was someone with some experience, I'm afraid I would have to praise the stunner.

But Ni Shao is young, and she has no experience with men and women. She has a guilty conscience. She has never done business with such living things before, and she is at a loss when something happens. Responding cautiously: "What's the matter, Mr. Song?"

At this moment, Mr. Song saw her appearance clearly, and took a fixed look. He seemed to want to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything, so he closed his eyes tightly and said in a low voice, "You... cook a bowl for me... ...the water boils and then fry for a quarter of an hour..."

Only then did Ni Shao see a dry stem and leaf tightly clutched in his hand. She was flustered by the accident, didn't bother to ask any more questions, and hurriedly took it. She dug out some old utensils from the corner of the courtyard, and hurriedly poured water to decoct the medicine.

She was also apprehensive, not knowing the road ahead.

Once she boiled it, Song Yuan tortured him a little bit. At first he was unwilling to take the medicine of the demons, but later he couldn't see the witch salt, but he became tired day by day, and he was anxious, thinking that if there was something wrong with the medicine of the demons, Wu Yan is not here, I am afraid there is another turning point.

Moreover, Wu Yan has been away from the palace for a long time, he doesn't believe that this place is really monolithic, and no demons will criticize him as a human race.

When he smelled the sweet fragrance, he already felt bad, but he still drank it happily, just to give it a go.

Zuo is nothing but death, let him have sex with Wu Yan, it is better to let him die.

Who knew that medicine, that medicine was not a deadly poison, and his little maid was not arranged by the person who delivered the medicine.

Even asking him to test him shows that he is not skillful and has an attitude that is not numb.

Sentimental is the best.

Song Yuan was indeed relieved, since the maid was willing to make medicine for him, at least it proved that this party did not intend to kill him.

But this medicine...this medicine is more terrifying than any deadly poison. Song Yuan was afraid that it would arouse heat and poison, so he didn't dare to swallow the detoxifying herb alive, and asked someone to fry it.

He knew that it would not be long before someone would come, and this young maid would surrender herself.

But that person will not be the so-called mastermind behind the scenes.

Song Yuan lowered his eyes, Qi Lu had been untied and taken away when he was drowsy, he panted lightly, turned his hand over, and found something like a weapon.

It is a solid silver-white object with a slightly curved tail. It is sharp and cold, polished smooth and sharp, and looks like a handle.

It was Xuexue who was very happy in the first year, hunting and chopping trees with joy, and the nail of the little finger that was not used often cracked a little. Let him see that the grease was put on with distress the night before, and it completely faded off the next day It turned out that Xuexue thought it would be ugly if it was cracked.

He was reluctant to throw it away, so he kept it and polished it, and kept it in his treasure bag.

There is a breath of snow on it.

Separated from the untrained maid, Song Yuan was drugged, Qingjun's face flushed red, both ashamed and longing.

His face was covered with passionate sweat, and there was one place that was even wetter than here, murmuring to remind him of the shameless situation in which he was in broad daylight. More thirsty.

Her husband's breath was not soothing, but made him even more obsessed.

Snakes are obscene by nature, so what if you become a snake's wife.

He is cultivated day and night, and his tenderness is not innate, it is entangled by snakes and produced by love.

He hadn't suffered such torture for so many years, and he could hardly remember how shame and longing combined to make him restrain himself.

The husband's object is also an aphrodisiac incense, an actual accomplice, forcing him to be dizzy, his red lips trembling from being bitten, tremblingly, holding the sharp and smooth silver object, full of shame that he wants to cry , Thinking of her husband's palm, her husband's snake teeth, and her husband's chest, she slowly lowered her body a little bit.

It was as cold as snow, and soon became as warm as jade.

Like who?

The medicines of the demons are considerate, and there is no conflict between the desire for release and the pursuit of happiness, but the dosage is really uncontrollable. Every inch of the human race's skin is tossed and thinned, and the rubbing of clothes becomes torture.

His fingers are long and slender, with well-defined joints, but they are still far from the hunter's big hands. In the past, he had to be a good reference at this moment to give him the courage to continue doing it.

Hurry up, hurry up.

Don't let anyone find out.

Song Yuan, do you want to be ashamed?

He refused to look, how aggrieved, he just lowered his eyes, his whole body was getting hotter and hotter, the shame was about to be forgotten, happy and determined to dominate his mind, the wet eyelashes overlapped, and soon, from the tightly closed eyes A bigger wave of wetness gushed out from inside, gurgling out, slowly moistening his blushing face whether it was from passion or shame.

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Xuexue (indifferent): walking on the street

Xuexue: suddenly

Xuexue (blush): hard

(The above is nonsense)