The Law of Transmigration: The Black-Hearted God’s Domineering Love

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Is his hand iron sand palm? !

Luo Liyan felt that his **** was about to bloom.

Just wanting to continue to open the door, Mu Shaobai's big palm fell again, scared her body tight.

But the pain of expectation did not come.

The hot big palm gently covered the soft buttocks.

Feel good!

Mussau’s mouth was pleasantly picked up, and the deep eyes swayed bright spring.

Luo Yayan did not think that he would actually make such a frivolous action, and his face was shy and red.

"You are a dead wolf!" She roared, and she subconsciously wanted to attack the man who was eating tofu. The hand was lifted in half, but it was instantly returned.

The original owner of the body is a beautiful lady, who has exposed too many doubts. If Mu Shaobai finds out that his skills are actually good, I am afraid that he is not only curious about himself.

"Don't you want to do it to me? Why don't you move?" Mu Shaobai threw the Luoyan cigarette on the sofa with a hint of petness in his tone.

Then she did not wait for her to open, and the whole body was pressed up. The thumb and forefinger licked her chin, forcing her to look up and look at herself.

"Can't beat, don't fight!" Luo Liyan said, self-destructive.

"Where have you played this small figure that you are so soft and easy to push down?" Mu Shaobai laughed and teased.

The fascinating lips of the water are like inviting him to taste.

Like being tempted, he slowly lowered his head, but in the final distance, he felt the resistance of the little man to himself.

"Why, still thinking about your little boyfriend?!" Mussau’s heart raised a group of unknown fires, and his voice was like a cold spring wind, piercing the cold blood.

"He is my boyfriend, why can't I think about him?" Luo Liyan raised his eyebrows and deliberately gave the pot to Chu Fanxuan.

Anyway, he will die in his own hands sooner or later, even if a lot of Mu Shaobai does not matter to him.

The most important thing is that he can make himself confident and find the man in front of him.

"Because you are my own person now!" Mu Shaobai didn't want to hear anything that made him angry. He pulled out from the seductive cherry mouth and kissed him hard, with a wilderness-like aggression. breath.

He felt that something seemed to be out of control.

But I can't stop myself, I don't want to stop it.

"Hey!" Luo Liyan struggled to resist, and his eyes flashed through the dark light, just wanting to reach out and leave a mark on Mu Shaobai's face.

However, Mu Shaobai seems to be aware of it. One hand is holding her wrist over her head, and the flexible tongue is pulled around her tongue.

Until the breath of the two became confused, he was reluctant to let go of the glass, and then kissed a little bit of water on her lips.

"Are you crazy? I have a boyfriend! And why do you kiss me!" Luo Liyan wants to wipe off the wetness on the lips, but the hands that are still clamped, let her violently lift the foot bar To the vulnerable place of someone.

Mu Shaobai turned over in an instant, and took her into her arms. She reached out and gently patted her back.

When she couldn't see the place, there was a thick bloodthirsty cruelty in her eyes.

"It is your initiative to provoke me. Since you have to tie up with me, how can there be a third on the rope... even the fourth person."