v2 Chapter 730： National Fairy (21)

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In the dream of the first kite, there were some sly pictures in the dream.

Since the beginning of the search for the knowledge of the outside, the first kite has never had such a dream.

Who knows that it has started again today.

The little things are tidy.

The kite sat up from the bed and took a slight breath, pulling the clothes and fanning the fan.

She looked in the direction of the beauty couch.

When the kite woke up, the dream was interrupted, and the search was awake at this time, but what he was thinking in his mind, only he knew it.

The feeling of ignorance and ignorance was dark, and then the narrow beauty of the couch, crowded up alone.

The hidden body was stagnant, and when it was not reacted, it was hugged.

"Looking for the hidden, I warned you, don't let me do that kind of dream again." The gloomy voice of the kite rang from the darkness.

Finding the emotions of the bottom of my heart, and raising my lips in the darkness: "I am here, don't you want to try the same feeling as in your dreams?"

"I think."

The first kite did not cover up, and the candidity made it impossible to catch up.

"Then let me let go of me?" Looking for a deep breath, take the initiative to come over, and exhale: "As long as you let me go, I am yours, huh?"

Hidden and hurry to be buckled at the waist, then the body is a heavy, the girl turned over and pressed on him.

The wrist was clasped by her hands and placed on both sides of her head.

The light in the darkness is weak, and she can't see her expression, but she can feel the breath of her fall.

The quiet cold fragrance slowly invaded.

Breathing through the cheeks, with a slight itching, such as electric current, flowing through the body, the back is also followed by a burst of numbness.

The hidden finger was squeezed by her, in a ten-finger position.

The falling breath suddenly approached.

The breath of the breath, the fit of the lips, the soft and cool touch, make the hidden body consciousness seem to lose control.

I don't know where to blow a cool breeze.

Let the humble waking up.

Finding a hidden head is biased and avoiding the kiss of the first kite.

"Little devil, what are you doing!"

"Let you experience the feeling of dreams." You can't stand the pain of yourself!

"..."

He felt very clear in his dreams.

But now it is totally different.

This is true.

She is pressing on herself, unscrupulously kissing, touching...

Finding a hidden male is a normal male, or a male who doesn't know how many years have passed.

The initials of the kite can be imagined, and what is going on at this time.

"Little demon, don't play with fire."

"I don't." The kite's palm follows his clothes, falls on his waist, and then slowly goes down: "I play with you."

Find hidden: "..."

Finding and struggling, with his own ideas, should be able to easily break the clamp of the first kite.

However, the fact is that the force on him is not much, but he can't break free.

The kite took his hand over his head and tied it to the edge of the beauty couch with an iron chain.

The clothes couldn't be taken off, but it didn't prevent the kite from touching him through the clothes.

Clearly there is a dress across, but I can find that the hand is falling on him.

Uncomfortable but excited.

The hidden breathing gradually increased, and the faint floating red light in the ink smear seemed to break through the seal and gradually spread, and the entire pupil became dark red.

Seeking hidden is no longer struggling, but some emotionally active approaching the first kite.

"Well……"

There was a sigh in the hidden throat, and the first kite was a sudden move.

She propped up her body and went to the person under her.

The man frowned like a painful pain, and the body couldn't help but curl up.

"Looking for hidden?"

"Let's stay away from me..." The man squeezed a few words from his teeth.

At this time, I was immersed in the fire and was constantly grilled.

That feeling is pain...

Life is worse than death.

"Leave me away." Finding the voice again: "Roll!"

The first kite turned over without saying a word, turned the light on, and stood a little further away.

The hidden body curled up on the beautiful couch, and his face was white.

When the kite came forward, he untied the chain and then returned to a safe distance.

It is impossible to breathe and look like a breath.

His pain has been fully present on his face, and the fingertips of the first kite are slightly curled up and slowly gripped.

However, there was no emotion on her face, just watching indifferently.

"Looking for something, what do you want me to do?"

"Let's stay away from me..." The hidden voice is a little weak: "Don't let me feel your breath."

"..."

The kite turned and left, standing outside the door.

The night wind smashed through the grass and set off waves like waves.

The kite looked at the towering old tree outside, and the moonlight fell between her eyebrows, forming a frost.

嗖——

The first kite looked away from the line of sight.

There was a black shadow flashing outside the wall, and the kite stepped back in the shadows and stared at the other side.

A few black shadows gradually appeared, standing in the void in the air...

The hunter can't do it in the void.

Only demon can.

A few demons whispered to the outside, and after a minute, several demons quickly spread out and appeared in different directions in the yard.

The defense around the yard suddenly began to weaken, as if the defense was broken.

But the kite didn't feel any fluctuations...

Almost at the same time, the few demons just fell into the yard.

Quickly passing through the grass, merging in the middle, one of the demon gestures, and several demons quickly moved in the direction of the temple.

"what!"

A demon was suddenly smashed into the air, and after a few turns in the air, he squatted on the stone lamppost in the grass of the yard.

This change succeeded in forcing another few demon.

The kite slowly came out of the darkness.

A few demons stepped back a few times at the same time, shouting with vigilance: "Who?"

"What kind of demon are you?" The girl’s clear voice rang slowly: "Who is letting you come?"

"……on!"

The kite pinches the wrist.

If you send it to the door, don't do it, don't do it,

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Hey!

The enchanting man was on the ground, and had not had time to get up, the chest was a heavy one, and he was stepped back.

The first zither body is slightly bent, and the elbow is placed on the knee. A series of movements are flowing in the air, and the posture is handsome and handsome.

"Who sent you here?"

The demon was stepping on the chest, unable to move, but did not intend to say.

"You can't ask anything from me." Demon smiles: "I advise you to let me go, don't worry about me."

"Nothing?" The first zither calmed: "Do you mean the one inside?"

The demon endured the pain: "We are not coming to you, so you have let us go now, we don't make river water."

"Who are you referring to?" The dog thing even licked my good man card.

"..."

The devil's heart is hairy, and he always feels that his eyes look strange and cold.

I think of my companion just now, and my death is silent. This demon is even more panic.

As soon as he gritted his teeth, his demon power soared.

First kite: "..."

I X!

Who is scared? !

The kite was indifferent and stepped on.

The demon power is like a balloon deflated, and it’s dry.