Qingran's hand gradually moved downwards, but he felt that this ice cube had become so hot. The Demon Lord had already been aroused, and the heat in his lower abdomen had been ignited. He suddenly pressed Qingran under him and untied Qingran's belt with one hand. His kisses fell densely on Qingran's face, and then moved to Qingran's neck. Qingran's skin was delicate, like milk, and full of fragrance.
Qingran moaned and actually tore off the Demon Lord's clothes. She gently bit the Demon Lord's shoulder and nibbled it, "So comfortable."
With a bit of laziness, the Demon Lord's hardness pressed against her soft spot, and with a strong effort, he penetrated her fiercely. Her pearly teeth also left marks on the Demon Lord's shoulder. She cried, "Help, the ice is biting me, it hurts!"
She cried softly, tears sliding down her cheeks, but the Demon Lord felt her tightness, a faint smell of blood filled the air, and the Demon Lord's movements slowed down a bit. Looking at her tears, a trace of heartache appeared between his brows. He kissed her eyes with his lips, holding her slightly salty tears on his lips. Perhaps feeling uncomfortable, Qingran's body moved, and the Demon Lord cried out inwardly, it was simply damn it.
(River crabs float by)
The Demon Lord looked at the woman sleeping in his arms, and a very unfamiliar feeling spread in his heart. The woman leaned against his chest, her skin as delicate as porcelain with a slight blush. The Demon Lord looked at the dead leaves on the ground, and unexpectedly felt a little melancholy...
He actually gave Qingran to...
This woman's temper will definitely cut off his life.
A faint sound of chattering rang out, and Qingran opened her eyes dazedly. In the backlight, she found that the man was putting on his clothes. His body moved slightly, as if his clothes were torn apart. When she sat up, she could still feel the heat surging under her body. Realizing that Qingran had woken up, the Demon Lord turned around and looked at Qingran seriously. After a while, he gave Qingran a fair evaluation, "You taste pretty good."
Qingran was so ashamed and angry that she felt her body was cold and chilly. It turned out that the big ice block... was this scoundrel.
It seemed like she was the one who knocked over the big block of ice.
Qingran pinched her fingers and suddenly a set of decent clothes was put on her body. Qingran limped to the side of the Demon Lord and said with a guilty conscience, "Don't worry, I will be responsible for you."
The Demon Lord's breath hitched, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "I am a demon, and you are an immortal, just pretend that nothing happened.
Let’s stop here!”
Perhaps his mind was too confused, even his steps were a little disordered, and the surrounding barrier was removed. The Demon Lord suddenly turned into a stream of light and disappeared on the spot.
Qingran pursed her lips, looked at the torn clothes on the ground, made a fire gesture with her fingers, and suddenly little flames appeared on the clothes, and a burnt smell came out. Qingran scratched her hair, looked at the dead leaves on the ground with some melancholy, and after a while, she curled up her fingers and left.
The Demon Lord lay on the soft big bed, feeling uncomfortable in his heart, and even vaguely disappointed. Although he had said the heartless words, the Demon Lord's mind was now filled with Qingran's face, which was dyed with a delicate blush.
He turned over, but still couldn't fall asleep.
What went wrong?
A hundred years passed in a flash.
When the Demon Lord was in the middle of a complicated matter, there was a sudden knock on the door. The Demon Lord sat up from the bed, a hint of impatience on his face, and said, "Come in!"
The one who came in was Yue Lao.
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