The Villainous Shizun Is As Beautiful As A Flower

There was a faint fragrance in the air, Shen Liuxiang sniffed deliberately, thoughtfully.

For Shen Liuxiang, who was in love flower Gu, the fragrance wafting in the house was as effective as a tickling, so he sniffed it for a while before producing a faint feeling.

In a flash, he understood Zhou Xuanlan's predicament.

Shen Liuxiang was held in one hand and couldn't break free. Zhou Xuanlan stared at him with unpredictable eyes, wondering what he was thinking about. Shen Liuxiang probed for the storage bag with the other hand, not arguing with him for the truth or not, and prepared to let Zhou Xuanlan swallow Qingyu first. Dan.

This Dan Emperor Yunyu gave, after swallowing, any dryness in the body will be dissipated, reaching the state where all four are empty.

Shen Liuxiang's fair and slender fingers hooked a jade bottle in the bag, just as he was about to take it out, the movement suddenly stopped, and the five fingers curled back silently.

At this moment, Zhou Xuanlan released him and sent him a few feet away.

Shen Liuxing staggered and stopped leaning against the wall. He heard a low voice in this small world: "If you don't want to die, stay away from me."

When the words fell, Zhou Xuanlan closed his eyes and calmed down, bringing the disturbed mood back on track.

I don't know who did it, and he used the fake and real method to be amazing. Even if he had been vigilant, he couldn't help but suspect that this was the real Shen Liuxiang.

However, what a coincidence.

Zhou Xuanlan raised his eyebrows, Yun Ling suppressed the heat in his body, and removed the things mixed with the meridians little by little. Although the process was difficult, as long as he held back, he should be able to return to normal in a few hours.

However, Zhou Xuanlan did not expect that the person who was driven away was bold enough to come together again and rubbed against him.

"I am real,"

Shen Liuxiang rushed towards the figure sitting cross-legged from behind, wrapped his hands around his slender neck, and whispered in Zhou Xuanlan's ear: "I'm real, why don't you believe it."

The familiar breath entangled from behind, all the smell of Shen Liu.

Zhou Xuanlan took a breath, and her tone was stiff, with a little danger warning: "Go away."

Shen Liuxiang began to pretend to be stupid: "Where are you going?"

Zhou Xuanlan's forehead bulged with blue veins, she endured it to the extreme, and opened her dark and deep eyes.

boom--!

The spiritual tree by the Qingtan trembled, and scattered crystal leaves all over the place.

The handsome young man was pressed against the tree, his slender and fragile neck was pinched by a hand, he blinked his phoenix eyes, and said innocently: "Why, I didn't do anything to you, why am I angry."

Zhou Xuanlan stared at the person in front of him.

Holding his neck, he was still unafraid, completely unprepared for him, just...

Zhou Xuanlan was shouting "Master" and "Master" all over his body, and he could not wait to hold the person in his arms immediately.

He took a deep breath and managed to find a trace of reason: "Ni Scale." Only Master knows where Ni Scale is.

Shen Liusheng raised his brows, raised his index finger, and poked the hand on his neck, "Release."

Hearing the sound, the slender hand let go, but seeing that there was no red mark left on the young man's fair neck - Zhou Xuanlan was completely useless, just trying to scare people.

Shen Liuxiang coughed lightly, and pretended to rub his neck, his eyes fell from Zhou Xuanlan's face and stopped somewhere on the neck and shoulders.

The surroundings were silent for a moment, Shen Liuxiang stretched out his hand, hugged the figure in the black robe, buried his cheek in his neck, through the clothes, with a vengeance, opened his mouth and bit lightly at the place where the scales were entangled.

Under the spirit tree, the young man's smiling voice sounded.

"I found it, here it is."

In Zhou Xuanlan's mind, a scorpion called rationality suddenly snapped and pushed the person back to the tree.

The back bumped into the sturdy tree trunk, and Shen Liusheng was stunned for a while. Before he could react, his jaw was lifted by the slender hand, and a shadow fell in front of him.

Zhou Xuanlan lowered her head and grabbed the rosy lips, and supported Shen Liu's hand on her waist. With overflowing urgency and impatience, she landed directly on the slender red belt, her knuckled fingers hooked at one end, and pulled the tight belt. opened.

The warm palm broke into it, and through a thin layer of underclothes, it strayed from the youth's thin waist.

Shen Liuxiang froze, raised his hand against the broad chest in front of him, turned his face to the side, and got away from the thin lips that were raging between his lips, taking advantage of the gap to take a breath, "Don't touch..."

Zhou Xuanlan moved for a while, seeing the man in his arms drooping his eyelashes, his voice trembled, "Don't touch, don't touch your waist."

Shen Liuxiang's waist is very sensitive, and he can't stand the kneading that goes into it.

But picking it out in such a manner is tantamount to adding fuel to the fire. In an instant, he was pressed against a tree, and the fingers that grabbed Xuanpao tightened, and the body imprisoned in Zhou Xuanlan's arms couldn't stop shaking.

After a while, the branches hanging above the two swayed gently without wind.

Shaking off a few leaves, they fell to the ground together with the slender red belt hanging around Shen Liuxiang's waist.

There was a sound of clothes being torn in the air.

Shen Liuxiang's body froze, and for the first time, he was a little cowardly.

Facing Zhou Xuanlan, who was irrational and deeply engrossed, Shen Liuxiang could feel the strong idea that the other party planned to do him right here.

Not a little scared.

Although he was clamoring loudly on weekdays, at this juncture, Shen Liuxiang was extremely panicked, wishing to be a little turtle, the kind that could shrink into its shell.

But at this time, he had nowhere to hide. His back was against the tree, and in front of him was Zhou Xuanlan, who had lost his mind because of lust.

There is no going back.

The sense of oppression brought by Zhou Xuanlan was too strong, and Shen Liuxiang felt that breathing had become difficult.

But the strength in his hand, no matter how serious, was like a tickling to Zhou Xuanlan, unable to stop him in the slightest.

Shen Liuxiang has tasted the taste of love flower Gu, knowing that in this case, Zhou Xuanlan has little hope of regaining consciousness, raising his hand to push back, it was just a subconscious behavior.

But he didn't expect that Zhou Xuanlan, who had been pressing on him, gradually stopped moving, and his deep eyes stared at the face that was close at hand, and he could see the panicked expression.

Master... not willing.

This cognition was like a blow to the head, making Zhou Xuanlan wake up instantly.

His loose consciousness gradually gathered, staring at the figure with only one loose tunic left, huddled in his arms and faintly trembling, silent for a moment, "...Master, don't be afraid,"

Zhou Xuanlan's low voice was slightly hoarse, restraining the desire to indulge his instincts, the blue veins on the back of his hands burst out, but he tried to let go of Shen Liuxiang and softly soothed the uneasy person, "This disciple won't touch you, don't be afraid."

Shen Liuxiang was the only person he put in his heart, and Zhou Xuanlan was reluctant to force it.

The sudden change made Shen Liuxiang stunned for a while, and his face slowly returned to normal. Looking at the figure who stepped back, he called out with a complicated expression: "Zhou Xuanlan."

Zhou Xuanlan paused: "I'm here."

He said slowly: "Master, don't worry, find a place to rest, the disciple meditates for a while, then you can..."

Before he finished speaking, the wide sleeved robe was pulled down by a hand as white as jade.

Shen Liuxiang lowered his head slightly, the thin red spread from the fair skin behind his ears, and he stumbled like never before, "I'm not, it's not that I don't want to... I'm just a little nervous... Actually, I have Qingyun Pill, but I don't want to give it to you. "

Shen Liuxiang's cheeks were hot: "Do you understand?"

After asking, Shen Liuxiang noticed that Zhou Xuanlan's breathing was a little short, and when he looked up at him, a shadow passed by in front of him. Zhou Xuanlan leaned over, wrapped his arms around Shen Liuxiang's waist with one hand, and crossed the bend of his legs with the other, hugging him horizontally, sweeping away his consciousness, and strode toward the inner room.

The thin red belt and the shattered coat were left under the spirit tree, and a few leaves fell on it.

This cave dwelling is open and spacious, with a quiet environment. Some high-level spells are recorded on the stone walls, which should have been created by a reclusive Taoist with a high level of cultivation.

The interior furnishings are extremely simple, or the original things have turned into decay, leaving only a large warm jade couch.

In dim light, the fine-textured nephrite has a warm luster.

A black robe was spread on the warm jade couch, and then a thin figure wearing only a thin tunic was placed on it.

The red satin of the young man's hair slipped off at some point, and his black hair was scattered on the couch.

Zhou Xuanlan's eyes were extremely deep, and he lowered his head and kissed his soft rosy lips. His palm fell on the only covering of the person under him, and he slowly took it off and discarded it on the couch together with his underwear.

The eternal starry night in the secret realm suddenly began to rain.

From time to time, the wind and showers are violent, and there is a crackling sound of raindrops falling in the depths of the forest.

In the inner room where the rain can't reach, the warm jade couch is full of charming scenes.

Knowing that Zhou Xuanlan was in love, Shen Liuxiang would inevitably have to toss a little bit, but he didn't expect that the tossing would be so deep and so long.

He couldn't take it anymore, but the scorching aura on Zhou Xuanlan's body did not subside in the slightest, on the contrary, it became more and more intense.

Shen Liuxiang bit his lip, and after an unknown amount of time, he couldn't help but let Zhou Xuanlan stop.

But Zhou Xuanlan, who eats the marrow and knows the taste, even if he has strong self-control and puts him on the top of his heart, it is impossible to stop at this time, and his thin lips are attached to Shen Liuxiang's ear, and he coaxes in a low voice: "Master, be patient, for a while. Just fine."

It was raining heavily outside.

The wind poured in from nowhere hit the spiritual tree, and the crystal clear leaves rustled down, accompanied by the belt and coat of the lost owner on the ground.

Light and shadow are interlaced in the interior, and time passes very slowly.

Shen Liuxiang's mind was a little sluggish, his whole body was wrapped in Zhou Xuanlan's breath, and the fingers hanging on the Xuan robe shrank weakly.

He was so tired that he didn't even have the strength to push back, he was panting lightly and wanted to rest for a while, but Zhou Xuanlan was still moved, with no hint of contentment on his face, and continued to pull Shen Liuxiang into an endless joyous scene. middle.

In the end, the handsome young man cried and shook his head, broke free from the confinement, and wanted to stay, but was caught by Zhou Xuanlan again and pressed back down again.

"The last time, Master," Zhou Xuanlan kissed him in a soothing way, "I promise."

Shen Liuxiang's consciousness was dizzy, and his frowning brows stretched slightly when he heard the words, and he nodded reluctantly. He never thought that this last time would end in a few hours.

At the end, when Zhou Xuanlan finally let him go, he let out a low cry and fainted completely.

Zhou Xuanlan's thin lips were slightly hooked, his deep eyes were gleaming, he lowered his head slightly, and kissed Shen Liuxiang's sweaty forehead, then took out a clean robe from the storage bag, put it on the sleepy person, and wrapped it Picked up from the warm jade couch.

There is a natural pool next to the spirit tree, which is very clear.

Zhou Xuanlan helped Shen Liuxiang clean up his body, walked out of the water, and glanced at the storage bag among the broken clothes at the bottom of the tree.

Without the master's spiritual power, it naturally cannot be opened.

Zhou Xuanlan picked out a dark undershirt of very good quality from his clothes and put it on Shen Liuxiang.

For Shen Liuxiang, his clothes are quite large, and they are a bit loose on the body. Zhou Xuanlan took the man back into his arms, and the clothes on his shoulders slipped off, revealing most of the white shoulders and the ambiguity left on them. red marks.

Zhou Xuanlan's eyes dimmed, and the hand around Shen Liuxiang's slender waist tightened.

For a moment, he lowered his eyes to look at the person in his arms, his handsome and fair face was slightly sideways, his eyes were closed, and even when he was in a drowsiness, his brows were slightly furrowed.

Looks exhausted.

Zhou Xuanlan slowly restrained his thoughts, after all, it was the first time for the master, and he was reluctant to toss him too much.