Heavenly Star

Chapter 098: Demonic Desire

“Hmm...” The slightly itchy touch on her face made her soft cherry lips emit a lazy tone. Ye Wuchen wrapped his hands around her waist limbs, her lips gently pressed against her pink almost demonic lips, her tongue rubbing the sweetness of her lips back and forth, then invaded by force and hegemony, caught the smooth little tongue in the mouth of sandalwood tightly entangled, and the tin fluid blended. The hands that surrounded her waist and limbs also began to swim slightly on her back.

“Woo...” Hot soft touch swept through every inch of the mouth, the flowers softly stirred by his warm and intense male smell trance, gasping, heartbeat as loud as a drum, can only pull his clothes with his fingers.

Ye Wuchen bit her belly teeth and sucked on her sweet syrup jade. Heavy lips and tongues constantly change angles. He found himself in love with the action, the feeling. Because she smells so delicious.

“No... don't...” the already suffocating flower water softly gasps out a few notes, the god is nearly dizzy due to the high temperature generated by the hot kiss, he is softly paralyzed in his arms as if all his strength had been drawn away, but at this time he does not know that he is emitting an amazing delicacy.

“That's not possible, I can't help but love you...” Ye Wuchen leaves her lips a little, turns her round earlobes like beads, gently moves, licks, satisfied to see it dye a fascinating layer of brightness.

“You, you bully me again...” Clean white fangs gently bite the rose red diamond lips, the flowers soft and red said, stretching out a pink fist gently hammering his chest. She couldn't resist, and subconsciously didn't want to, because she had identified him as the only husband in her life.

“Bullying? Real bullying hasn't started yet.” Ye Wutzhen smiled evil, and Wen Wenyua, and sometimes desolate as water, laughed like an evil demon, inside, over a decade of * * blood slightly boiling.

He clutched her snug and thin waist, rolled her hot right hand onto her tender little face, then slowly moved downstream, seemingly careless and overbearing abnormally sliding across her snowy long neck, thin and unspoken shoulders, and finally stayed on the soft, snow-white lumpy circle, rubbing hard across the clothes, enjoying its fine, soft and smooth, and just grasping the richness.

Powerful pressure came from the tender pepper milk, and the flowers twisted her body softly and shyly, Chuchu pitifully delicate, “Don't do this... don't... don't... be seen... woo..." She twisted her body trying to escape this pain and crispness coexisting aggression, but rubbing wildly her five fingers against her pointy, crispy chest, and huge hands that bound her slender waist did not give her a chance to escape.

Ye Wuchen turned a deaf ear, and his eyes flashed with an evil lust that had never appeared before. The trembling bouncing * * in her palms constantly changed shapes under the ravages of his demonic hand, so powerful that she almost screamed out loud.

Flower waters closed her eyes to endure his aggression, finally, she gave it to her chest, just as she took a quiet breath, the hand quietly lowered, suddenly pulled the tie between her waist, grabbed the flap and pulled it down hard. “Hiss…”, the clothes cracked, then pulled the inner hoodie, the two clusters of shivering white * * bounced out, unable to hold sway in front of him, bringing an intoxicating glare of spring. Her skin was smooth and greasy, almost clear.

“Ah -” the flowers softened his head, hands and feet cluttered with chest, to cover his bare skin. Ye Wuchen lifted her hands and easily lifted her elbow arms, pulling them behind her and securing them firmly with one hand, his eyes jumped with an explicit * * flame. This look frightened her, and hidden some fear.

“Don't … be seen… be seen… be seen… in a few days, okay? Wait... when they're gone, you can bully me as much as you want.” The flowers rushed for forgiveness, and her uncovered crisp breasts trembled slightly as her body twisted anxiously. Ye Wuchen's other hand also pressed on one of them, or rubbed gently or heavily to bring the flower water soft mouth uncompressible whisper.

The flowers were tender and he had to close his eyes and leave his reddish face to him.

“Brother... Brother are you in there? ”

The familiar and affectionate cry slammed Ye Wuchen's almost uncontrolled heart string. He was suddenly awake as if he had been struck hard. His hands, raging on the water, retracted at the same time, and then quickly pulled up her pocket and long dress, covering up that she was already covered with red marks * *.

What happened to me? He spoke to himself in silence. It was like being manipulated by * *.

Flowers who also heard shouts rushed to protect their clothes and even moved their eyes to find a place to hide. Her pale yellow dress had been ripped out of her chest, which had left her without the courage to go out and see others.

“I'm your husband, so I can do this to you.” Ye Wuchen lowered his head and gently said.

“Hmm...” Flowers softly and shyly echoed, voicing faint mosquito flies. Despite the suddenness of everything that preceded her, she still had little resistance to him. Even if Ye Wuchen really took possession of her, she would only resist it in her voice, and then obey gently.

The door was opened by Ye Wuchen. She stood at the door with Ye Zhengxue's little snow white figure. She held a scroll of painting in her hands and smiled. “Brother, this was just painted by my sister, she asked me to show it to you. ”

“Show me?” Ye Wuchen doubted for a moment. Because he would go to Ye Shuiyao every day when he was safe, there was no need to send the painting to him specifically. He thought slightly, "Cher, does she know who's looking for her brother? ”

“Hmm! When my brother left, my sister asked Sister Green.” Snowflake answered, then softly “Huh” because she saw the flowers pulling her clothes tight on her chest and never daring to lift her head up, as she sat on the bed where she and her brother slept every day.

“You're Sister Shui Luo, right?” Ye Gexue mustered courage and offered her greetings.

Seeing that she was a little girl, the flowers were so soft that she wasn't so nervous at last. She grabbed her clothes and approached her softly: “I am. Little sister, do you know me? ”

“Yeah.” Snowflake smiled backwards: “Because Brother said he liked you, Brother liked people, Snowflake liked them all. ”

Ye Zhengyue's two scars on her face made this delicate girl feel a little creepy, but her words made her happy and intimate with Zhengyue. She sneaked a peek at Ye Wuchen and whispered: “Sister... I like you too. ”

“Can I ever call you sister again?” Snowflake said happily.

“Well, of course you can.” The flowers and water answered softly.

Ye Wuchen took the painting in the hand of the condensed snow and opened it directly. It turned out that it was blank and did not dot the ink. I shook my head gently but didn't know what to use to express my thoughts at this moment. He touched Snowflake's hair and said, "Cher, can you get a suit for my brother to go to his sister? Better be a yellow dress, say it's what your brother wants. ”

“Dress? Well, I get it.” Snowflake waved his little hand and took a small step back.

He kept watching Snow Condenser disappear into his sight. Ye Wuchen turned around this time. Although his power of unchen could perfectly repair the flowering soft clothes, he was temporarily unable to expose in front of her this “terrible ability” that would scare her.

“But even if they changed their clothes, they would see.” Flower water pressed his hands firmly against his chest, timidly said, his eyes glistening helplessly looking at him.

“It doesn't matter to be seen, because you're already my Ip Man, and you won't belong to anyone else, will you? ”

“Hmm...” The flowers glistened softly, and the gentle phrase faded most of her cowardice earlier. Her hands drowned and her body fell soft on Ye Wuchen's chest. And her chest flap was wide open, revealing a large, snowball-like skin, while one thing slipped from her dressing room and a bang fell on the floor.

“Ah!" Flower softly shouted and bent over to pick it up. It's a little black bag, and the drums are full of stuff. She patted herself on the chest and presented the bag to Ye Wuchen with both hands: “This is... for you. ”

The smell of gunpowder that seemed to be nil but did not belong to gunpowder made Ye Mitsune guess what was in it. He picked it up carefully and probed, “Is it your flower family's thunderbolt? ”

“Well, it's ten Thunder Seismos, and... and two Thunder Seismos. I stole it. If bad guys bully you, you hit them with this. ”

Turns out the girl was worried about her own safety. Ye Wuchen's heart warmed and opened this small black bag with twelve black spheres lying still just slightly larger than the glass sphere. Thunder seismo can cause small-scale explosions, fire poison can cause a certain range of flame explosions, and no one knows what works with flower soft-mouthed "shock thunder", no one has even seen the so-called flower family "shock thunder”, only rarely heard of it. Ye Wuchen clearly remembered that when the flowers on the field quarreled with Ye Fury, he mentioned "blow up your Ye family with Zhen Tian Lei into the low sky”.

“Are these supposed to be for your father's defense?” Ye Wuchen asked with a smile.

This is the first time he has seen a special firearm belonging to the mainland of Tianchen, but any explosive firearm poses a certain danger, and any accident is fatal. So Flower Tremors shouldn't let the water touch these things too much, but giving her a few defenses is certain.

“Well, I don't need it.” The flowers whispered softly.

Ye Wuchen carefully took out five thunder earthquakes, and another one to double the weight... should be the so-called “Thunder Thunder Thunder Thunder”, then put the small bag back in Huashui's hands: “If you gave it all to me, what if you were in danger? We're only halfway there, okay? ”

Flowers nodded gently, naturally Ip Wuchen said anything.

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