Heavenly Star

The snow shadow fluttered and the departed snow dance returned. At this time, she looked at Ye Wuchen's eyes completely different from the previous ones. The guard and nervous look were no longer present. Instead, it was an excitement and joy. Her eyes fluttered with colour. Before she came to Ye Wuchen, she respectfully said: “The palace master let you in... please follow me. ”

The change in snow dance made Snow Heart look equally impressive, they exchanged an eye, did not talk to Ye Wuchen more, walked forward together. Ye Wuchen held Xiao Fo in one hand, held Shichen in one hand and followed them quietly. Don't be like that for three years, if she's still that weird demonic fox elf three years ago. Three years later, that stunning colour was still deeply impressive and never blurred. And so far, he doesn't really understand why she did that to him. What exactly is the cause and effect of all this?

The Snow Woman's Palace is small. It is filled with constant cool and quiet for many years. Walking in it, it suddenly arrives in a world of ice crystals. Shortly afterwards, the snow and snow dance stopped in front of an extremely luxurious decorated room, gently pushing the opaque ice gate apart on both sides: "Come in, the palace master is waiting for you inside. ”

Ye Wuchen nodded at her and walked in with a small foam. At the moment of entering, his footsteps stagnated for a moment because of his heart.

Gorgeous ice crystals of all colors are the first to come in. Just ahead, a wide mirror reflected the shadows of Ye Wuchen and Xiao Fou. A small ice-blue table with a bunch of dark purple ice flowers in a light purple crystal vase, but the slight scent confirms that this is not a flower carved out of ice, but a real flower. There is a small stove under the corner of the table, and the burning sandalwood floats gently, pleasing spleen.

The rays of rays of light emanate from two ice windows, and a stunning beauty is lazily sitting on a beautifully patterned ice-crystal seat, reflecting the light of the ice crystal shining on her long black hair, revealing a light and luminous glow, and lining her skin with bright white and transparent like a dream. Pink lips are as soft as cherry blossoms, especially those eyes. The water is flooded with smoke waves, as if it contains deep magic, making people lose their souls once they see it. An infinite bounce of rosewater over the cheeks.

Her upper body was covered with a thin snow-pink veil, and she wore a long, snow-white silk dress. Under her alluring and infinite seating position at this time, she outlined her luscious, demonic curves. Her slim waist was not sharp. Her tall and sharp crisp breasts swept up and down as she breathed. The veil and the front chest of the long dress were deliberately separated, revealing a deep snow ditch. Because the clothes are too thin, two distinct convex spots appear on the raging circle. A circle of blue lines surrounds the snowy cervical muscles, releasing soft blue light under the reflective lining of the snowy white skin. A snowflake solid little fall hanging on the blue line is clamped tightly between the cleavages. She is the master of the Snow Palace, and what she possesses is not a superior aesthetic that people want to possess and dare not desecrate easily, but a smile that stirs up a man to seize and destroy her * *.

She unreservedly presented her aesthetics in front of Ye Wuchen, but did not know that he was blessed to see them. And as the devil's daughter, Mo. The first time I saw her, I couldn't help but glare at her, and it took me a while to come back.

Snow Palace Lord, Snow Feather Face.

Ye Wuchen and Xiao Mo walked in, and the moment she saw Ye Wuchen, she finally couldn't contain the tide and sat up from her seat. The snowflake pendant bounced a few times on her deliberately revealing half of her wavy mastoid muscles, hitting the greasy, crispy milk for a moment, then trapped in a shallow cleavage, the outer profile gently bitten by the soft mastoid muscles, not shaking.

“Jiao Jiao Jiao, little brother, I thought you left your sister so ruthlessly. Turns out you really can't give up your sister, sneaking back again, and not unjustly grieving her for you for so many years. ”

She was laughing, it was Ye Wuchen's familiar voice, familiar tenderness into the bones, making people laugh unwittingly. In her eyes, however, the mist spread and gradually condensed into droplets, falling quietly. In her blurred gaze, her eyes flowed across every part of Ye Wuchen's body, and stayed on Shichen and the little foam she had never seen for just a short moment. Finally, her eyes fell on Ye Wuchen's eyes - those eyes were looking at her, but from her eyes, she only saw the emotional turmoil, but did not see any of the magic, the heart drama shock, as if she had been strangled by something, unable to breathe in a huge surprise.

He grew up, but she could totally confirm that it was the soul that was dreaming about him, and the only difference was his eyes. Throughout the time he spent with her three years ago, he kept his pressure in front of her as flat as he could, but his eyes always accidentally revealed a hint of wild obsession… instead of the dim, spotless eyes now, without any sense of * * color.

“You are... a snowgirl.” Ye Wuchen's heart and Xuefei's face beat equally violently. He could not see her delicate face, but her voice three years ago was clearly reflected in his mind, echoing every word she had said and doing every “big thing”. Reunited three years later, when he heard her voice again, he found that his emotional fluctuations at this moment exceeded his expectations and control, and he could not say a word.

“Yes, I am Snow Girl... but it doesn't matter who I am, you just need to know that I am your own Snow Fetish.” Xuefei's face slowly moved forward and approached him in a cool, fragrant breeze. Then he stretched out two coagulant wrists and gently affixed them to his face, his long snow fingers slightly upward along the contour of his face, and finally stayed on his eyes, slowly touching them. For three years, she regretted her pride and pride in leaving him... If she could let go of everything, be more obsessed, be bolder, and follow him so secretly, who else could have harmed his life? Reunited at this moment, she couldn't wait to say to him what she was meant to say.

“Why?” she felt the soft touch coming from her face, Ye Wucheng asked obscurely. He never knew what she wanted, not to mention why she would do this to him and even say to him, "I'm your own Snowflake."

Xuefei smiled slightly, his hands wrapped around his neck like a snake, his delicate red lips clumped to his ear, and his face was full of fragrance: “Something really doesn't need a reason. Everything is my destiny and the fate of every snow woman. My master, half my mother, was also the last Snow Palace master to see in her life when she passed away, told me that the only man who could medically surpass me, is the only man in my world, no matter how I escape, no matter how I struggle, I will only fall in love with that person as mad as poisoning. ”

Ye Wuchen: “…”

“… I believe in half and doubt half of the Master's words. But after all, I did not escape this established fate. Three years ago, because of the smell of the Snake Sword on you, I approached you and compared you to medicine, and as a result, I actually lost, and from that moment on, you really entered my world. At that time, the first thing I thought of was killing you, and I didn't think..." She smiled softly, and the snowy white blossom stained with charming pink, like a delicate demon blossom with dewy water. I looked straight at him with a delicate glance and tried to drip out the water, "But there was a man beside you who I couldn't kill. I want to escape, far away from you, as far away as possible, but the strong and winning heart keeps me with you, and then, slowly, I find that I no longer have the strength to escape and struggle, and I want to follow you behind me so forever, looking at your every expression, every move, listening to your every voice...”

The last Snow Woman's last words and medical defeat under Ye Wuchen's hands caused her to have a strong curiosity about Ye Wuchen, and when a woman developed a curiosity about a man, she was on the brink of danger, even if she was a Snow Feather, she could not escape. Not even she herself had noticed that she had fallen unconsciously on the first day she met him. Otherwise, she would not expose herself to him, let alone deliberately make all manner of blatant and provocative gestures against him. By the time she found out she couldn't kill him, she had no intention of escaping or escaping.

Ye Wuchen: “…”

Sneaking away the tears in her eyes, Xuefei Yan said with a laugh: “I am so stupid, I should have known that my Xuefei Yan man would surely be the best man in the world, how could he lose his life so easily? I was really stupid... my silliness also made me punished and made me spend three years in agony. ”

She grabbed his hand and placed it over her left chest, pushing a little harder, plunging his five fingers deep into the soft, tall breast. Ye Wuchen realised what she had touched, her subordinates sucked * a little, but she was more pressed by the snow fetish, she said softly: “You know, the heart of a snow woman is like ice and snow, there is no clutter, it is really easy for her to fall in love with someone, and then she will never fall in love with another person again. Like the most horrible poison in the world, he thinks of everything and can't help but give his life to him. ”

Five fingers deep into soft, that indescribable touch is the ultimate enjoyment in the world. At this time, Ye Wuchen's heart was full of lust, and her breath and clear heartbeat were in her hands. Every word she said carries an incomprehensible illusion, but he has no doubt about it. This is a fairy made of ice and snow, with a fairy appearance, a heart like snow.

“Himiko...” He moved his lips and shouted out his name.

“I know you must have a lot to ask me, and I, too, have a lot to tell you. You come over here, let me lean against you, and then slowly talk to you, okay? ”

Once in front of him as a demonic cunning fox elf, she was strangely gentle at this moment. She attached to Ye Wuchen's body and kept him in the seat she had sat in before, before sitting beside him, her eyes still looked at him with obsessive color.

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