Those Days of Hunting Demons and Devils

Ji Yan gasped whispered and whispered his feelings at this moment. He drew one leg deep into the pool. The cold touch made him trembling and very comfortable... "So what do you want?" Nine Emperor Letting go of the man's lips, he glanced at the pool, and at the tired man again. He seemed to understand something. He rolled around lazily and pressed the man into the water.

When the man was too late to stop it, the two had fallen into the water. The cold pool water climbed onto the hot skin, and the touch of cold and hot made the trace sober.

Ji Yan choked a few sips of water and surfaced.

The next second-a pair of hands, slowly wrapped around his waist... The Nine Emperor emerged silently from the water, embracing the man from behind, his wet white hair against the trailing back, he The naked front chest and the trace back were tightly attached to each other, the tired man did not resist, only felt the white nose of the nine emperor slipped slowly over his wet side, sniffing his skin Every inch.

The Nine Emperor slowly opened his eyes, and there was a little laziness in the watery eyes. He lowered his eyes, and the traces were closed. The quiet eyes and the breathless breathing, the Nine Emperor's fingers slowly stroked the traces. Yan Yan’s naked body, he really didn’t think that Ji Yan would give him medicine, but he didn’t mind that Ji Yan treated him like this, which proves that Ji Yan never missed them for the first time, but Ji Yan suffered a dumb loss. , I can only admit that I was out of luck, the two were still in the water so that the water ripples did not move.

Tiredness after passion shrouded the water, and the dying lotus in the pool slowly dried up until the trail slowly opened his eyes, and the Nine Emperor gently held the back of the trail of his hand, allowing the tired man to place his palm At the edge of the water, he rubbed the trace of Yan Yan's side face with the nose of his nose, and moved his lips without trace.

There was a silver shining through the palm of Yanyan, slowly pouring out, and the faint brilliance spread slowly to the surroundings with the water rippled by the wind.

The trace of tired eyes reflected the slowly blooming lotus, the lotus that was dying, but now it was against the trend, blooming gorgeously, the misty lotus pond, the originally tired man, the eyes were softly swaying ...