Self-cultivation of the villain prince

"There's no way, it's impossible to talk to the martial artist about legal consciousness." Xie Yu shook his head, no longer thinking about these troublesome things.

When he walked near the martial arts field, Xie Yu did not hear the sound of the blade colliding this time.

He looked around strangely and found that Tang Muxue and Hua Yidie were sitting on a grass and talking cordially.

Looking from a distance, there is a bit of good taste of orange.

But Xie Yu was not worried at all.

Since he gave Tang Muxue a token of love last time, now he does everything Tang Muxue does.

Xie Yu is gradually softening her attitude these days, trying to let her and Liu Ningshuang meet to form a good competition mechanism.

After several soft and hard soaks, Xie Yu estimated that he should be able to succeed in a few days.

As for Hua Yidie... Xie Yu couldn't guess her realm. Now she no longer rejects Xie Yu and Tang Muxue's affection in front of her, she seems to be a little happy to see it happen.

But when she was alone, Xie Yu deliberately mentioned Tang Muxue's name and lied to her that Mu Xue was looking out the window, hoping to have some fun, but Hua Yidie struggled desperately.

He walked behind them, and the girls stopped talking.

"Master, are you practicing?" Tang Muxue turned to look at him.

Ok?Is this saying that I came at the wrong time?

Hua Yidie also echoed: "Xie Yu, you are indeed talented in hard work, but you must persevere in the cultivation of internal skills. You can't do this!"

Their worries are excusable.

Some time ago, Meng Shiyu was still in the palace, and with her help, Xie Yu's cultivation speed barely matched the two ladies, but as soon as the stove was gone, he was immediately revealed.

Neither of them knew the relationship between Xie Yu and Meng Shiyu, they only thought that he was negligent in cultivation.

Ugh!

It's hard to say!

Xie Yu turned the topic off so as not to become a critical meeting of him: "Muxue, Die'er, the good baby I told you last time has a result."

"Good baby?" The two looked startled at first, and then seemed to think of something, and flashes of blush suddenly appeared on Qiao's face.

The production of underwear is relatively easy, and Xie Yu didn't let Su Qingqian make a move, and ordered several tailors of his own to make many styles.

He let Tang Muxue and Hua Yidie try to wear these finished products, but after they tried them, they all felt that the scale was too big, and it was irritating to wear them.

"Lord... why do you always study these shameful things..." Tang Muxue glanced at him shamely.

"Muxue, don't you think the current Xieyi is a bit inconvenient? Even..." Xie Yu stopped talking halfway through.

"What is it?" Hua Yidie asked keenly.

Naturally, Xie Yu couldn't tell her. Just now, I wanted to say that even Su Qingqian thought so, and she had put on new underwear long ago, which seemed to be black lace.

In order to avoid further questioning, Xie Yu took out two black stockings from his arms and handed them to Tang Muxue.

"This is..." Tang Muxue took the stockings curiously, rubbed gently with her hands, and immediately felt the delicate and comfortable silky feeling.

Xie Yu quickly explained: "This is a prop that can be worn on the legs to better show the charm of women."

"Senior Sister, why don't you try it on?" Hua Yidie took the stockings. She was more curious and interested in this new thing.

Tang Muxue lowered her head when she heard the words. Ming Ru Qiushui's eyes were a little bit ashamed. She whispered: "In broad daylight, wearing this...somewhat unruly."

Xie Yu asked Xiange to know her elegance and quickly said, "Muxue is right. Let's go back to the room and try."

After that, he took out white silk from his arms and gave Hua Yidie: "Die'er, this is for you."

Chapter One Hundred and Nineteen

Hua Yidie's figure is petite and exquisite, and her expressive power in black silk is far less than Tang Muxue's, but if it is replaced with white silk, the effect will be very different.

Okay, so much, but the real reason is: short legs.

But Xie Yu dared not point this out. He coaxed the two ladies to his room and waited for them to sit on the edge of the bed and beckon them to put on silk stockings.

"Xie Yu, what are you doing in such a hurry?" Hua Yidie looked at him puzzled.

She only regarded the stockings as an ornament, and she never even thought about exposing the skin below her thighs.

But Xie Yu was instructing Tang Muxue to change into the black silk at this time, and his lust was surging. There was no time to respond, which caused Hua Yidie to be dissatisfied.

But suddenly, her gaze seemed to be firmly attracted by the black hole, staring blankly at the senior sister who was lifting her jade legs and putting on black stockings.

The somewhat sensual legs were tightly wrapped by the elastic fabric of black stockings, and the depressions in the thighs at the edges of the stockings made her unable to extricate herself.

The beautiful curves of the legs became more and more perfect with the outline of the black stockings. Together with the slightly red cheeks at this time, it created an extremely astringent atmosphere.

She has only seen such a beautiful sister when she peeped out of the window a few times.

Only then did Hua Yidie realize why Xie Yu was so anxious.

Suddenly, Hua Yidie hurriedly looked at Xie Yu, and saw that there was uncontrollable excitement in his eyes, and then in Tang Muxue's low exclamation, she placed her palm on the edge of the border between her stockings and her thighs, from above. Touching the ground a little bit.

Those thick palms looked a bit rough because of the hard work they had practiced, but when they ran across the soft and smooth skin, there was a tingling pleasure that made people immersed in pleasure.

Hua Yidie has a deep understanding of this.

However, I saw Xie Yu's palms gently touching the straight and slender legs that looked like a work of art, and saw the tender skin extruded from the kneading of his palms, and saw him playing with the delicateness of my sister Small jade feet...

The desire that rose from the bottom of Hua Yidie's heart became a prairie fire in an instant, scorching her reason quickly.

"Senior Sister..." Her breathing gradually became heavy.

In the end, she saw that Xie Yu's hands were no longer satisfied with playing with jade feet, but gradually moved upwards and gradually moved towards the senior sister's legs with no gap.

boom!

The remaining sanity in her mind was instantly burned clean, she stared blankly at Xie Yu's fingertips to penetrate into the gap between the senior sister's legs, just looking at it, as if she could feel the touch of the soft skin.

Hua Yidie finally couldn't help but open her sandal mouth, breathing like orchids, and she kept seeing images of Xie Yu and her senior sister kissing passionately in her mind, only feeling that Xie Yu’s palm on her body seemed to appear on her thigh. On, play wanton on yourself.

Her wheezing is getting thicker and heavier, the soft muffled noise from her nose is very seductive, and her legs are brought together unconsciously, seeming to hide some traces.

The sudden sound awakened the two people who were already immersed in lust. Tang Muxue quickly put down her jade legs and covered them with skirts.

Xie Yu was a little embarrassed at first, but when he raised his head, he saw Hua Yidie's soft and pretty face that became red from excitement, and he was suddenly startled.

Xiao Sexing Xiao Xie swallowed his saliva and immediately thought of several new ways to play.