As expected, when my adopted mother saw me for the first time, she still regarded me as the evil golden snake husband she liked. Under the call of her soft and pleasant voice, I felt a heat rise from her waist, and her consciousness became muddy. She lowered her head and kissed her beloved blushing cheeks with her big mouth. Her voice became hoarse and returned: Wen Yi, yes, it's your husband Xia Xueyi who is back!
Dongfang Caiyun, with a few slight gazes on the side, saw the beautiful woman who had let the evil and unruly brother completely support her body and mind, and was deeply attracted by her plump demeanor.
A plain dress with white gauze, a golden ribbon tied with a waist, split the body into a perfect hot body, a snow-white embroidered shoes, a wooden hairpin behind the head hung a long white gauze scarf hanging to the calves, and her long black and beautiful hair was covered.
The jade skin is not covered with pink but is as holy as the morning glow reflects the snow. The shallow two willow-leaf eyebrows are like the best embellishment of the snow scene. The whole body exudes a mature style, and the charming eyes slightly squinted are faintly filled with a hint of bleakness and resentment.
The young nephew's answer was like the deepest answer from the heart. He heard the Dongfang Caiyun's heart aches with miserable pain and a little sour
A perfect mature beauty has a strong attraction to her nephew who lost her parents. She has both the gentle and moving tenderness of her mother and the delicate and fascination of a man's care. She has suddenly occupied a most important position in her nephew's heart.
Her slightly blue lips called out the name of her closest man, just like opening a window in the heart of a bastard's nephew, allowing him to see the deep resentment in Wen Yifang's heart, and he could not raise the slightest thought of refusal at all.
Embracing Xia Nianxue with the same blood flowing in her arms, her close heart could hear her sister's rapid beating heart, her slender waist with lightly wrapped hands, softer than water, slippery and boneless
Seeing this sister wearing a white scribe shirt, but with a light green inside, she couldn't help but smile. As long as anyone with a discerning eye, she would see that her sister was dressed as a man, with her tender and fair skin emitting a crystal luster. It was the color that would only be integrated into the five elements.
The slightly upturned lips seemed to show a little smile. Against the straight and cute nose and rippling dimples, they were like delicate daffodils, which made people pity and care for them.
The mother is mature, the daughter is delicate, and the younger brother is as touching as a delicate flower. Dongfang Caiyun couldn't help but feel happy. The women of the Wen family are really extraordinary.
The two sisters around him had their own thoughts, but Fairy Yaoyue next to him was fully focused on the little thief. It seemed that he had a special force that was pulling him, making it difficult for him to see enough, and the resentment deep in his heart also became a little weird, as sweet as a hint of honey.
Since the young thief suddenly a burst of green aura, surrounding his upper half of his body. Ximen Yaoyue's heart broke out and shouted in surprise: Oh no, Caiyun, Chengzhi is under the control of others!
A legend about soul transfer that came from the Jiuli tribe immediately emerged in her mind
Dongfang Caiyun, who was also somewhat self-moaning, also observed the strange scene of the blue blood sword on his nephew's waist. He looked shocked and pulled the little princess of Jiuli tribe beside him with both hands. He asked in a hurry: Xueer, is Chengzhi really under the control of others?
The little nephew who held the beautiful woman tightly in his arms raised a manly aura that he knew was only possessed by the Golden Snake Prince Xia Xueyi. Thinking that he was the adoptive father of the little bastard and would not hurt his son, he felt relieved.
Two lines of hot tears flowed out from Xia Nianxue's deep eyes, and she choked and shouted: Father, that's the consciousness that my father has left behind.
Seeing the puzzled expressions of the two people beside her, two bright reds appeared on her face, and then explained: My father had almost learned all the magical skills of our Jiuli tribe back then, but he was eager to take revenge and did not truly study the soul transfer. Therefore, he only used the magical effect of the Green Blood Sword, and left the last touch of consciousness, which would make the person he cares about the most.
But Fang was extremely sad because the person her father cared about the most was not her mother and daughter at all
At this time, I found that Wen Yi slowly opened a pair of phoenix eyes in my arms, and his hands were stroking my cheeks with excitement. The cuckoo cried bloody voice called: Xueyi, have you really come back to pick up your Yi'er? I want to go with you immediately, go far away, and never have to experience those grudges, intrigues, killing and bleeding!
Although I understand my identity, the strange true energy that penetrated into my body from the blue blood sword on my waist had extremely powerful will and power, which made my actions and words not controlled by myself. I hugged my adopted mother with a happy face in my arms, and suddenly flew up from the spot. I traveled through the front of the Zhulin Villa that I had been staying for nearly a day and entered the cottage three times. Finally, I walked into a warm pink boudoir. I put my adopted mother with a happy face on her soft little bed and said with a wicked smile: Yi'er, you are eager to leave now. Have you not met your husband for more than ten years, and don't you want to relive your old dream again, so that Xueyi can love you well?
The beautiful woman, whose injuries recovered six points, heard the exact same tone as she said that night, and felt that she was stagnant and passionate. Instead, she stretched out her hands to hug her daised husband, gently hitting his strong chest with pink fists, and said with a blushing face: It's really not changed at all, and she's still so lustful. I don't know how many poor women have been bullied by you in recent years!
Anger rose in my mind. It was because my adoptive father protected the delicate daffodil-like beauty in front of him that he gave up the large and beautiful garden. In the end, he ended up with a broken body and ambition because of her. The demonic energy in his body churned, and his eyes were fixed on Wen Yi, who looked very happy, and he wanted to tear her to pieces.
Wen Yi, who had not noticed the abnormal expression of the lover's face, hugged the strong tiger body tightly, and was as fast as the sound of firecrackers to tell the decade after he left. He moved a pair of white and tender jade hands, holding the lover's more handsome and young face, putting on his two fragrant lips, kissing his big mouth that always opened and closed but seemed so excited that it was difficult to make a sound. The wonderful tongue with saliva all over his lips was familiar to the point, and wrapped around the big tongue that was somewhat dodged
The identity that lies in front of me, the squinted eyes of the adoptive father who seemed to be everywhere in secret were like mountains that made me breathless, making me dare not do anything against my ethics and morality. The tongue, which is usually as skillful as a lotus, became stiff at this moment, and repeatedly avoided the continuous pursuit of the Lilac tongue.
It turned out that he was still secretly annoyed that the bowl of lotus seed soup he gave him back then, thinking that he was willing to harm him, and thus gained the treasure that was rich enough to rival the country or the country.
Wen Yi found that she could no longer find the intimacy between her lover that night. She couldn't help but have tears in her eyes, her expression was sad, her body fell back weakly, her shoulders kept twitching, and she let out a cry in her little mouth, and she couldn't help but ask heartbrokenly: Xueyi! Have you really changed your mind? Do you don't like Wen Yi at all? Yi'er misses you day and night, yearning for living with you the life of a fairy couple who only envy the mandarin ducks but not the immortals.
The sad voice made me feel the piercing pain, and my head seemed to be hit by a special force again and again. My right hand fell on the green blood sword on my waist, and I found that the strange true energy flowing on it was completely unpleasant. I couldn't help but feel annoyed, adoptive father, it turned out that you asked Chengzhi to take care of your adopted mother back then, but it was a lie because you were not at ease with your son. Instead, you poured a trace of your consciousness into the green blood sword.
Under the siege of my dead adoptive father, I couldn't help but stretch out my hands, hugged the crying beautiful woman in my arms, and comforted me: Yi'er, how could Xueyi not like you? My husband didn't expect to meet you here, so I was too excited
Both palms, like they were not under their control, were driven by their foster father's consciousness, stroking and kneading her plump body.
With tenderness, Wen Yi, who was sobbing sadly in the arms of the lover, raised her head lightly again and sent her fragrant lips frequently. When the corners of her mouth that had a familiar and evil smile appeared, she kept kissing her passionately. When the lover no longer avoided her, she accepted her silently and gently, obediently crossed her tongue and penetrated into her big mouth full of manly atmosphere. The fragrant mushroom passed through her darkly, the spirit snake rolled, and the long-lost passion rose again.
The beautiful woman who had never practiced, just supported her breathing, her pink face was pale in a few minutes. I hurriedly let go of two warm and fragrant lips, touching the pair of soft and smooth and firmness on her chest, and asked: Yi'er, why haven't you learned some skills in protecting your body over the years?
Once more than ten years of lovesickness are relieved, Wen Yi does not care about shame and reserve, and takes off her white veil, turns her delicate and beautiful body naked and honest, and gently relieves her lover's blue shirt with both hands, and says with infinite tenderness: Yi'er wants Xueyi to teach herself, that will be interesting.
The white and tender chest, which was flushed, made my hands move down, and my eyes stared at her white, fine and shaky skin. Seeing her slightly plump, slender and symmetrical legs, elegant, moderate and just enough to cover up the beauty of the grass, I felt my whole body's passion and blood surged, and my desire suddenly rose to the peak. I pulled her up as soft as boneless, soft, and tightly pressed against her body. I couldn't tell the comfortable body full of charming beauty. I smiled lewdly: Yi'er, Guai Yi'er, Xue Yi's teaching a peerless magical skill now, and all those who bully you will be killed in the future
The body, which was cleaned by the adopted mother, was tightly pressed against her plump body, and like a young man with a fresh fragrance, gently entered Wen Yi's already wet body...
The thickness and fullness in Yousheng's memory made Wen Yi moan. Her seemingly weak body seemed to be injected with infinite vitality. She supported her hands and pushed her lover's tiger body, and said happily: Xueyi, Yier, in recent years, she has learned a magical skill, but it is specially used to punish you.
The delicate body sat up, then twisted her waist and hips, and then started to move
Her movements are sometimes gentle and graceful, like a fairy dancing in the Lingbo River. Sometimes they are gorgeous and beautiful, like a blooming peony blooming, entertaining the heart full of joy.
It was as tight as a corridor that had not been walking for decades. It was not like a beautiful woman with a daughter over ten years old. I couldn't help but hold my plump buttocks tightly with my hands, and the contact between each other became closer. The wave of desire flipped more quickly and frequently. I sincerely exclaimed: Yi'er is so smart, I know Xueyi likes your initiative...
Dongfang Caiyun, with a few slight gazes on the side, saw the beautiful woman who had let the evil and unruly brother completely support her body and mind, and was deeply attracted by her plump demeanor.
A plain dress with white gauze, a golden ribbon tied with a waist, split the body into a perfect hot body, a snow-white embroidered shoes, a wooden hairpin behind the head hung a long white gauze scarf hanging to the calves, and her long black and beautiful hair was covered.
The jade skin is not covered with pink but is as holy as the morning glow reflects the snow. The shallow two willow-leaf eyebrows are like the best embellishment of the snow scene. The whole body exudes a mature style, and the charming eyes slightly squinted are faintly filled with a hint of bleakness and resentment.
The young nephew's answer was like the deepest answer from the heart. He heard the Dongfang Caiyun's heart aches with miserable pain and a little sour
A perfect mature beauty has a strong attraction to her nephew who lost her parents. She has both the gentle and moving tenderness of her mother and the delicate and fascination of a man's care. She has suddenly occupied a most important position in her nephew's heart.
Her slightly blue lips called out the name of her closest man, just like opening a window in the heart of a bastard's nephew, allowing him to see the deep resentment in Wen Yifang's heart, and he could not raise the slightest thought of refusal at all.
Embracing Xia Nianxue with the same blood flowing in her arms, her close heart could hear her sister's rapid beating heart, her slender waist with lightly wrapped hands, softer than water, slippery and boneless
Seeing this sister wearing a white scribe shirt, but with a light green inside, she couldn't help but smile. As long as anyone with a discerning eye, she would see that her sister was dressed as a man, with her tender and fair skin emitting a crystal luster. It was the color that would only be integrated into the five elements.
The slightly upturned lips seemed to show a little smile. Against the straight and cute nose and rippling dimples, they were like delicate daffodils, which made people pity and care for them.
The mother is mature, the daughter is delicate, and the younger brother is as touching as a delicate flower. Dongfang Caiyun couldn't help but feel happy. The women of the Wen family are really extraordinary.
The two sisters around him had their own thoughts, but Fairy Yaoyue next to him was fully focused on the little thief. It seemed that he had a special force that was pulling him, making it difficult for him to see enough, and the resentment deep in his heart also became a little weird, as sweet as a hint of honey.
Since the young thief suddenly a burst of green aura, surrounding his upper half of his body. Ximen Yaoyue's heart broke out and shouted in surprise: Oh no, Caiyun, Chengzhi is under the control of others!
A legend about soul transfer that came from the Jiuli tribe immediately emerged in her mind
Dongfang Caiyun, who was also somewhat self-moaning, also observed the strange scene of the blue blood sword on his nephew's waist. He looked shocked and pulled the little princess of Jiuli tribe beside him with both hands. He asked in a hurry: Xueer, is Chengzhi really under the control of others?
The little nephew who held the beautiful woman tightly in his arms raised a manly aura that he knew was only possessed by the Golden Snake Prince Xia Xueyi. Thinking that he was the adoptive father of the little bastard and would not hurt his son, he felt relieved.
Two lines of hot tears flowed out from Xia Nianxue's deep eyes, and she choked and shouted: Father, that's the consciousness that my father has left behind.
Seeing the puzzled expressions of the two people beside her, two bright reds appeared on her face, and then explained: My father had almost learned all the magical skills of our Jiuli tribe back then, but he was eager to take revenge and did not truly study the soul transfer. Therefore, he only used the magical effect of the Green Blood Sword, and left the last touch of consciousness, which would make the person he cares about the most.
But Fang was extremely sad because the person her father cared about the most was not her mother and daughter at all
At this time, I found that Wen Yi slowly opened a pair of phoenix eyes in my arms, and his hands were stroking my cheeks with excitement. The cuckoo cried bloody voice called: Xueyi, have you really come back to pick up your Yi'er? I want to go with you immediately, go far away, and never have to experience those grudges, intrigues, killing and bleeding!
Although I understand my identity, the strange true energy that penetrated into my body from the blue blood sword on my waist had extremely powerful will and power, which made my actions and words not controlled by myself. I hugged my adopted mother with a happy face in my arms, and suddenly flew up from the spot. I traveled through the front of the Zhulin Villa that I had been staying for nearly a day and entered the cottage three times. Finally, I walked into a warm pink boudoir. I put my adopted mother with a happy face on her soft little bed and said with a wicked smile: Yi'er, you are eager to leave now. Have you not met your husband for more than ten years, and don't you want to relive your old dream again, so that Xueyi can love you well?
The beautiful woman, whose injuries recovered six points, heard the exact same tone as she said that night, and felt that she was stagnant and passionate. Instead, she stretched out her hands to hug her daised husband, gently hitting his strong chest with pink fists, and said with a blushing face: It's really not changed at all, and she's still so lustful. I don't know how many poor women have been bullied by you in recent years!
Anger rose in my mind. It was because my adoptive father protected the delicate daffodil-like beauty in front of him that he gave up the large and beautiful garden. In the end, he ended up with a broken body and ambition because of her. The demonic energy in his body churned, and his eyes were fixed on Wen Yi, who looked very happy, and he wanted to tear her to pieces.
Wen Yi, who had not noticed the abnormal expression of the lover's face, hugged the strong tiger body tightly, and was as fast as the sound of firecrackers to tell the decade after he left. He moved a pair of white and tender jade hands, holding the lover's more handsome and young face, putting on his two fragrant lips, kissing his big mouth that always opened and closed but seemed so excited that it was difficult to make a sound. The wonderful tongue with saliva all over his lips was familiar to the point, and wrapped around the big tongue that was somewhat dodged
The identity that lies in front of me, the squinted eyes of the adoptive father who seemed to be everywhere in secret were like mountains that made me breathless, making me dare not do anything against my ethics and morality. The tongue, which is usually as skillful as a lotus, became stiff at this moment, and repeatedly avoided the continuous pursuit of the Lilac tongue.
It turned out that he was still secretly annoyed that the bowl of lotus seed soup he gave him back then, thinking that he was willing to harm him, and thus gained the treasure that was rich enough to rival the country or the country.
Wen Yi found that she could no longer find the intimacy between her lover that night. She couldn't help but have tears in her eyes, her expression was sad, her body fell back weakly, her shoulders kept twitching, and she let out a cry in her little mouth, and she couldn't help but ask heartbrokenly: Xueyi! Have you really changed your mind? Do you don't like Wen Yi at all? Yi'er misses you day and night, yearning for living with you the life of a fairy couple who only envy the mandarin ducks but not the immortals.
The sad voice made me feel the piercing pain, and my head seemed to be hit by a special force again and again. My right hand fell on the green blood sword on my waist, and I found that the strange true energy flowing on it was completely unpleasant. I couldn't help but feel annoyed, adoptive father, it turned out that you asked Chengzhi to take care of your adopted mother back then, but it was a lie because you were not at ease with your son. Instead, you poured a trace of your consciousness into the green blood sword.
Under the siege of my dead adoptive father, I couldn't help but stretch out my hands, hugged the crying beautiful woman in my arms, and comforted me: Yi'er, how could Xueyi not like you? My husband didn't expect to meet you here, so I was too excited
Both palms, like they were not under their control, were driven by their foster father's consciousness, stroking and kneading her plump body.
With tenderness, Wen Yi, who was sobbing sadly in the arms of the lover, raised her head lightly again and sent her fragrant lips frequently. When the corners of her mouth that had a familiar and evil smile appeared, she kept kissing her passionately. When the lover no longer avoided her, she accepted her silently and gently, obediently crossed her tongue and penetrated into her big mouth full of manly atmosphere. The fragrant mushroom passed through her darkly, the spirit snake rolled, and the long-lost passion rose again.
The beautiful woman who had never practiced, just supported her breathing, her pink face was pale in a few minutes. I hurriedly let go of two warm and fragrant lips, touching the pair of soft and smooth and firmness on her chest, and asked: Yi'er, why haven't you learned some skills in protecting your body over the years?
Once more than ten years of lovesickness are relieved, Wen Yi does not care about shame and reserve, and takes off her white veil, turns her delicate and beautiful body naked and honest, and gently relieves her lover's blue shirt with both hands, and says with infinite tenderness: Yi'er wants Xueyi to teach herself, that will be interesting.
The white and tender chest, which was flushed, made my hands move down, and my eyes stared at her white, fine and shaky skin. Seeing her slightly plump, slender and symmetrical legs, elegant, moderate and just enough to cover up the beauty of the grass, I felt my whole body's passion and blood surged, and my desire suddenly rose to the peak. I pulled her up as soft as boneless, soft, and tightly pressed against her body. I couldn't tell the comfortable body full of charming beauty. I smiled lewdly: Yi'er, Guai Yi'er, Xue Yi's teaching a peerless magical skill now, and all those who bully you will be killed in the future
The body, which was cleaned by the adopted mother, was tightly pressed against her plump body, and like a young man with a fresh fragrance, gently entered Wen Yi's already wet body...
The thickness and fullness in Yousheng's memory made Wen Yi moan. Her seemingly weak body seemed to be injected with infinite vitality. She supported her hands and pushed her lover's tiger body, and said happily: Xueyi, Yier, in recent years, she has learned a magical skill, but it is specially used to punish you.
The delicate body sat up, then twisted her waist and hips, and then started to move
Her movements are sometimes gentle and graceful, like a fairy dancing in the Lingbo River. Sometimes they are gorgeous and beautiful, like a blooming peony blooming, entertaining the heart full of joy.
It was as tight as a corridor that had not been walking for decades. It was not like a beautiful woman with a daughter over ten years old. I couldn't help but hold my plump buttocks tightly with my hands, and the contact between each other became closer. The wave of desire flipped more quickly and frequently. I sincerely exclaimed: Yi'er is so smart, I know Xueyi likes your initiative...
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