Dragon flower

Long Xuan couldn't hear what Hua Qiangu was muttering, so he put his ear close to hear clearly, "It's so hot and uncomfortable, Xuan'er, I feel so uncomfortable." Hua Qiangu's body was also on Long Xuan's. The constant rubbing seems to be to use this method to reduce the sadness on his body, Long Xuan frowned slightly, picked up the wine glass and sniffed it, his eyes froze that there was something unusual in the wine.

Long Xuan helped Hua Qiangu to the bed and wanted to get up and asked the boy to fetch water for Hua Qiangu to bathe and wash away the alcohol smell on her body. As a result, Hua Qiangu kept grabbing her and not letting her go, so Long Xuan had no choice but to use his spirit. He sealed it up and sat quietly by the bed with Hua Qiangu, Hua Qiangu felt that he was getting hotter and hotter, only to feel a fire in his lower abdomen and said: "It's so uncomfortable." She said while tearing herself clothes.

Looking at the flushed Hua Qiangu, Long Xuan couldn't help but feel a little throbbing in his heart. Long Xuan bent down and stuck Hua Qiangu to his body, and used the coolness on his body to dispel the heat from Hua Qiangu's body. Squinting his eyes, the clothes on his body had already been taken off by her, so Long Xuan covered her with a quilt for fear that she would catch a cold A fire broke out, Hua Qiangu looked at Long Xuan with wet eyes and said: "Xuan'er, I like you, do you want me to be okay, I feel so bad."

Long Xuan's face was flushed by Hua Qiangu's embarrassing words, and just when she was about to get up, she felt her body was lying on Hua Qiangu's body, and Long Xuan's body was also flattened by Hua Qiangu. A burst of hotness may be due to the environmental influence here, or it may be that Hua Qiangu is too attractive, Long Xuan is also confused Touching Hua Qiangu's lips, gently sucking and sticking out his uvula to outline in Hua Qiangu's mouth.

At this time, Hua Qiangu's body kept trembling slightly, and finally only a bellyband was left to cover her body. Long Xuan's hand gently stroked her body, which made her tremble uncontrollably. Long Xuan's hand stroked Hua Qiangu step by step. Qiangu's body felt more and more dry and hot, Hua Qiangu's hands felt a little weak as Long Xuan's clothes were taken off, and the two white and tender bodies pressed tightly together, Long Xuan instinctively went down The slender fingers touched the wet "swamp" and kept turning around to seduce the low moan/groan/sound of the person under him. Long Xuan didn't know why he enjoyed the person under him making love at this moment.

The thin and dense kisses extended from the cheeks to the jade neck to the not-so-big bun, sucking and licking gently with the tip of the bun in his mouth, and the rights did not leave traces on Hua Qiangu's body, Hua Qiangu now At that time, I only felt extremely uncomfortable, being teased, very sensitive/sensitive/body couldn't help but want to ask Long Xuan for the pleasure, Long Xuan's fingers slowly penetrated into the cave and gently fiddled with Hua Qian. The sound of bones continued.

Continuing to search for Longxuan inside, he touched a thin layer of things. Longxuan seemed to have lost his usual rationality, gently fiddled with that thin layer, and kept stroking and injecting spiritual power to make that thin layer disappear. Honey juice poured out continuously like a brook, and Long Xuan also tried his best to support Hua Qiangu and enjoy the singing of her voice, just like this, the two of them lay on the bed after tossing all night, and Hua Qiangu was on Long Xuan's body for her. The scratches and bite marks were neither light nor heavy, but they left traces, while Hua Qiangu had a faint pink color on her body, so there were no other traces.

Long Xuan got up and got dressed, patted his face to wake himself up, looked at the person on the bed with joy and complexity in his heart, covered the marks on his body with his clothes and hair, and asked the servant to prepare water, and she gave herself some water first. After tidying up, he hugged Hua Qiangu tightly in the bathtub, washed her hands carefully, and gently rubbed her waist. Hua Qiangu continued to sleep with a soft groan, and Long Xuan expertly gave her Take a shower, send it back to the bed, organize a piece of clothes, fold them all up, sit by the table and think about who is wrong for what you have done.

Just like this, Long Xuan directly thought of Tianming, looked at Hua Qiangu's peaceful sleeping face, Long Xuan sighed long, picked up the cold tea on the table, drank it in one gulp, opened the window outside, and looked at the few pedestrians When she received it, she stared blankly at her eyes, and Hua Qiangu didn't wake up until noon. When she opened her eyes, she felt dizzy and aching in her head.

Long Xuan avoided the hangover soup brought by the servant and came over and said: "Come and drink some hangover soup, Xiaogu." Although his tone was light, there was a hint of tenderness, and Hua Qiangu smiled sweetly. It's my own fantasy, but when she looks like the gentle Long Xuan in the dream, she feels full of heart and feels sweet all over. When Long Xuan looks at the other party, he just looks at him so obsessively and doesn't care if he is naked Resignedly said: "You really are not afraid of the cold after cultivating immortals."

Hua Qiangu tilted her head to look at Long Xuan in doubt, Long Xuan pointed to her body, she lowered her head to look at it, only to find that she was completely naked and blushed suddenly, saying: "Don't look, turn around " Slowly and helplessly, Long Xuan turned around and lowered his head and murmured: "I haven't seen anything else." Although his voice was very low, Hua Qiangu could only hear some words faintly, and looked at Long Xuan with a red face. Said: "What did you say?"

Long Xuan waved his hand and said, "It's nothing, let's go back after we're dressed, I'll take you back to Changliu, and then I'll meet Qisha again." Hua Qiangu's hands stiffened and said, "Oh." Lan, but her heart was full of ups and downs, the two of them took an hour to get out of the place, Long Xuan took Hua Qiangu all the way to Changliu, the two were silent all the way, both of them were quiet and each had their own concerns, as if time passed Soon, it seemed to pass very slowly. The two came to the gate of Changliu. Some disciples felt strange and rushed over.

Long Xuan stretched out his hand and pushed her down and said, "Don't come to see me again for these two years." After saying that, Long Xuan had already disappeared in place, and the speed of Long Xuan was so fast that it almost disappeared after leaving there. My heart felt empty, as if I had lost something. The first time Long Xuan felt this way was when he was in the void, where it was pitch black, and only he was lying there quietly. .

When Long Xuan was meditating, he had already reached the Seven Kills, and he didn't know when it was decorated with a festive atmosphere. Long Xuan looked at it, took a step back and said with a puzzled face: "Is this the Seven Kills?" A voice It sounded: "Master, don't you dare to recognize your own home?" Long Xuan calmed down and saw that Chitong was standing there smiling, and then Longgu Qingshui and Yazi also came out one by one and said in unison: "Happy New Year."

Long Xuan looked at them helplessly and said, "How boring are you guys?" Although he was very helpless, he felt a sense of happiness in his heart, and the four of them ran over, hooked their shoulders and said, "Hey, being a god doesn't give us Red envelope?" Long Xuan slapped each on the top of the head one by one and said, "This will be the red envelope." "Hey, I won't take you like this." Qing Shui said with a smile.

At the same time, in Qisha's icy prison, where Mo Yan was hanging his head, there was no vitality, probably because of the influence of Qisha, Mo Yan felt weak all over, and Zhu Ran wiped a cold dagger in his voice coldly. He said, "It's so rare that I was able to celebrate the New Year with World Honored One Moyan."

Mo Yan raised his head weakly and looked at Zhuran with cold eyes, sighed and lowered his head.

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