Chapter 714 My Lady
Bailian was hurriedly wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes when a cold feeling suddenly hit her waist, and a warm palm covered her.
Her fingers touched the traces of the words lightly, her movements were extremely gentle, Yun Rong whispered: "It must have been very painful at that time, right?"
Her fingers did not carry any It was meant to be teasing, but the place she touched seemed to be on fire.
Baili Anping didn't expect that she was actually worried about him at this time.
Yun Rong raised her hazy eyes, her eyes filled with moisture, and her clean pupils seemed to have been washed by water: "She was so cruel and hurt you like this. How could you bear it at that time?"
< br>The junior brother she was reluctant to touch in her previous life fell into the hands of the rebellious disciple and was so abused and humiliated by her.
How did you manage to get rid of that evil obstacle!
Bailian stared blankly into her eyes, unable to understand the pity and sadness in her eyes for a while.
The mist in her eyes was getting deeper and deeper. Perhaps she felt very distressed, so she leaned down, blew a gentle breath of hot air towards that place, and said softly: "This mark is still red, you Does it still hurt?”
Bailian couldn't help shrinking his waist.
"No...it doesn't hurt anymore, Yun...Miss Yunrong, don't do this, it's so scary."
This fatal posture is really dangerous.
In hindsight, Yun Rong also realized how shameful her behavior was at the moment. She threw her anger on Ah Rao as if she was angry:
"I thought I could do all the things I did today. It’s a bit too much, but now it seems that it’s really not too much at all! Do you think I’ll throw up my sleeves and leave in anger?”
She raised her eyebrows angrily, hugging Bai Lian's body and rolled away. Their sweaty bodies were stained with a few strands of fallen flowers between their clothes.
Bailian was pushed down by her without any defense.
His eyes widened and he took a long breath.
Sweat broke out on Yun Rong's forehead, and there was a hint of pain in his eyes.
It was almost an instinct engraved in the soul. Seeing this, Balian subconsciously raised his hand and intertwined the fingers of her right hand.
Yun Rong looked at Arao, who was also jealous, with red eyes. Her words were soft and weak with insufficient follow-up: "You shouldn't treat him like this."
Her lips opened and closed silently, so The next words that came out of his lips were not seen by Balian.
‘He is the person who treats you best in the world, and you have no right to hurt him. '
A'rao smiled sadly, and responded with his spiritual consciousness: "It's just a name printed, and you feel so distressed. Then if you knew that during those years when you were in coma, he Don't you feel heartbroken for all the suffering you suffered at my hands when you were a prisoner?"
Bailian suddenly felt Yun Rong's body tightening suddenly due to anger.
He took another breath and noticed the silent communication between the two. He quickly raised his head and looked at Yun Rong: "What are you talking to her? Is there anything I can't listen to?"
< br>Yun Rong gently touched his forehead with her fingers, She pressed him back again, lowered her eyes and said, "If you don't pay attention now, what else do you want to hear?"
There was no emotion on her face, but Balian noticed her. The clenched hands at his sides were trembling slightly.
He frowned secretly and glanced at Arao calmly. He had already guessed that the Demon Lord must have said some bullying words in private.
During these days in the demon world, Bai Lian has a deep understanding of A'luo's false and sinister mouth. She can always give people the most fatal blow.
Even though he was locked in a cage, he was still so arrogant and domineering, and he even deliberately brought up the matter of stamping to make people angry.
It seems that the lesson taught to her that day was a little light.
Bailian's thoughts were racing. He held Yun Rong's clenched fist and whispered: "If you don't want to say it, then I won't ask. I will listen to you and be more serious."
He could feel her nervousness, but he could also feel that she did not reject his approach.
No matter how much a woman puts her body out of the equation, her body’s instinct is never likely to reach this level.
Yun Rong, who was covering her face and clasping her clothes tightly with her fingers, might not even realize that she was quietly responding to everything he said.
Bailian didn't know what this weird feeling was about, but he could sense that Yun Rong was hiding something from him.
He looked at her critically. Yun Rong was like a domesticated kitten, lying softly on his shoulder.
I can’t help but feel like ‘she is so good’. " Miss Yun Rong, what did you just say?”
Yun Rong hummed twice, gritting his teeth and covering his mouth to refuse to speak, but he did not avoid his intimate act of kissing his ears.
Bailian acted mischievously and deliberately pulled away the hand covering her mouth, picked up a peach blossom and rubbed the tip of her nose like a cat.
Yun Rong was so amused by him that her face turned crimson, and the watery color was hidden in her sharp autumn eyes. She bit her lip in a unique and charming way, and she actually became slightly angry: "I didn't expect you to be such a bad person. "
Bailian was about to continue teasing, but his expression suddenly changed, and he held his waist in pain.
He suddenly realized what had happened, pointed his angry eyes at Arao, gritted his teeth and said, "What did you do to me?"
A'luo seemed to have expected it. He covered his mouth in feigned surprise and chuckled: "Did you realize it just now?"
Yun Rong asked: "What's wrong?"
A'luo slowly took out a white jade cigarette rod in his hand and said with a chuckle: "Master Yunrong knows that A'luo is just my nickname. For a demon, what does the real name mean?" significance ?
Since I want to put a seal on him, I naturally have to put not only a nickname on him, but also my real name.
Just like on my own. My own flag has fallen on the territorial property. If the breath of others crosses the boundary and gets too involved, my name will naturally resonate and I will suffer a lot for you.”
As she said that, she made a big circle with her hand and looked extremely provocative: "Little Sichen, if you obediently choose me to detoxify you, you won't have to suffer this pain. How about it? Isn't this unpleasant?" < br>
Yunrong didn't expect that she could do something so crazy. She was so angry that she was shaking all over, and she groped and examined him carefully with her palms.
As expected, there was a small demonic text printed on a very inconspicuous place.
The characters are extremely ancient and can only be learned by demons at the king level. Yun Rong cannot recognize the characters for the time being, so naturally there is no way to restrain them.
Aluo's paranoid possessiveness has really reached an extremely perverted level.
She knew exactly that she couldn't bear to let him suffer.
Is it really necessary to unlock the cage and let her out? !
Just thinking about it, an extremely unwilling resentment suddenly filled my heart.
Yun Rong silently let go, picked up his clothes, and summoned the snow-washing sword. His face was as dark as water, but he planned to let Arao out.
Arao’s eyes brightened and he looked at Bailian like a wolf.
Balian was really frightened by the little look in the Demon Lord's eyes. He was shocked and quickly pressed Yun Rong's hand: "What are you doing?"
Yun Rong's voice was muffled: "Let her out. I'll detoxify you." Then she hid in the small forest behind and cried secretly, not wanting that bitch A'luo to see her crying.
Seeing her unwillingness, Bai Lian couldn't laugh or cry: "It's not that exaggerated, it won't hurt so much."
Yunrong felt aggrieved, but her face was calm. Doing something slightly different: "But you just They all stopped, obviously...when they felt very comfortable."
Bailian's eyes widened slightly, and for some reason, he felt a little happy, and asked in a low voice: "Miss Yunrong feels very comfortable. ?”
Yun Rong's ears felt hot, but he didn't hide it. He forced himself to cultivate his mind and said calmly: "Cultivation of your mind as you like, comfort is comfort, why should I hide it."
Bailian coughed lightly, his ears were red. . A'luo, who was about to be released by Yun Rong, saw this scene and instantly wilted like an eggplant beaten by frost.
Yun Rong slowly turned his face to the side, his lips slowly pursed into a thin line, as if he wanted to smile.
Bailian knew that she cared about Ah Luo very much. Although she didn't know what happened between the two of them, Ah Luo was indeed too lawless.
Although Yun Rong said that this matter was only for detoxification and he did not need to be responsible.
But after all, she completely belonged to him.
How could his people allow the devil to bully him like this?
Anyway, it’s time to help her vent her anger.
Bailian was too lazy to think about Yun Rong, the sword idiot, and Tian Xi’s fourth sword. Although he had no memory of the first time he was fooling around, he still retained a deep feeling in his memory. echo.
It's not just because of the physical relationship, it's more of a response that seems to have been predetermined.
She would not have given him this strange feeling even when she was on Kongcang Mountain.
When did it start? It was obvious that a friend who met by chance was an unfamiliar swordsman who could not fall into the world of mortals.
But he inexplicably found a familiar sense of intimacy in her.
Bailian gently held her right hand. Just as he thought, he only needed to take a little initiative, and she would instinctively move towards him and hold his hand.
"Miss Yunrong, don't worry. Her little trick is still bearable, but this little pain is actually very entertaining."
"She thinks about His Majesty the Demon Lord all the time. It proves her existence, but the more we avoid it, the more proud she becomes. Why should we care about her existence? Instead of thinking about it, we should be more careful. After all, Miss Yunrong, your body is really beautiful. "Okay."
Hearing these straightforward and serious words, Yun Rong's heart melted. She hummed, hugged his neck tightly with her backhand, and responded timidly, blushing. She touched his ear with her lips: " I like you..."
The words were subtle for a moment, and then she exhaled faintly: "My body."
The black-robed Yunrong was about to collapse, her inner demon was actually. So dissolute? After sleeping with a man, I can't walk, and I can really say any shameful thing.
She was so angry that the spiritual platform was about to collapse!
I can’t figure out what kind of evil influence her dignified Tianxi’s fourth sword was, and how she, who has never been close to men, could have such an unseemly inner demon.
Yes! Yes!
She had just heard the inner demon call her junior brother.
Is it possible that... I have been practicing Taoism for many years, but I secretly coveted the junior disciple in the sect without knowing it?
When the demon in his heart collapsed emotionally, did he regard the little corpse demon as a substitute for someone in his heart?
For the first time in his life, black-robed Yunrong felt deeply suspicious of his Taoist heart. He secretly wondered if he had become stupid while practicing swordsmanship, so that he had such dirty thoughts about who he had been thinking about for so many years. He didn't notice it at all!
It’s scary. I need to do a good search when I get back this time to see which junior brother in the sect looks similar to that little corpse demon. I need to deal with it quickly!
Her thoughts are really hidden deep enough!
Black-robed Yunrong thrillingly deduced the terrifying ‘truth’!
Suddenly, she felt a sense of shame that she was not ashamed of facing Tian Xi.
Which unlucky junior brother was she actually attracted to? ! !
I saw that insignificant thing, humming in a low voice: "Hand."
At that time, the wind was blowing and the flowers were falling, and a peach petal fell on her and she blushed. on the cheek.
Bailian picked the peach blossom without hesitation and placed his palm on her right hand, enjoying the feeling of intertwining her fingers.
A blur of mist quickly appeared in Yun Rong's eyes, and the hot palm temperature could almost burn her skin. She bit her lip and asked boldly: "How do you feel?"
Bailian gently Rubbing her little hand, he said sincerely: "It's very soft."
Yunrong's eyes were filled with shame, and she wanted to open her mouth to ask questions, but Balian leaned over her cheek and gently pressed her hand. Take a bite.
After regaining her composure, she looked at him with resentful eyes.
Bailian smiled lowly, as if he knew what she was going to ask: "I like it very much."
Yun Rong couldn't stop feeling joyful, but she didn't dare to show it. She had to pretend to be a comparison among women and asked half-truthfully: "Am I the softer or the Demon King is softer?"
This question...
Bailian raised the corners of his lips and deliberately refused to answer.
Out of the corner of my eye, I also saw Ah Luo’s anxious and eager gaze.
Seeing that he was silent, Yun Rong endured the grievance in his heart and said, "Why don't you speak?"
Bai Lian never knew that the sword-mad Yun Rong had such a cute and innocent side. He couldn't help but lean forward and lower his head, taking away her breath.
Yunrong whimpered, her body's instinct not even allowing her to resist subconsciously.
The two kissed inseparably.
If you ask for anything, you will get it as a matter of course; if you devote your body and mind, you will give it as a matter of course.
Although he did not answer, such a reaction was enough to explain who he liked more.
A'luo looked at this heart-wrenching scene. He was really grinding wherever it hurt, with countless knives caught in the violent storm.
She was so sad that even the name that fell on him became a little fun for the two of them.
Obviously that night in the Thorn Forest, when she asked for sex, he was so reluctant, let alone kissed her.
My little heart is really stuffy and aggrieved.
It is not that she has never tasted jealousy in the past, but she has never fallen into the jealousy tank like she did today. If he doesn't come to comfort her, she may really be doomed from now on. .
Balian had never had such an experience before. He knew clearly in his heart that he should be calm and restrained and not act recklessly.
But his body seemed to be dominated by some intense emotion. Whether it was wine or Ning Feiyan, he had never been so out of control, as if he could hand over his life and soul to her.
The immortal tears in the bones are about to move, as if they are crying again.
Stars are hanging all over the field, and Balian is like a lazy big cat, lying in her arms.
Yunrong nestled under him like a kitten that had just had its nails cut and had its hair dried after a bath. For a long time, her slightly hoarse voice contained a bit of charm and charm: " Can you..."
She seemed a little nervous, but also looked forward to it. She rubbed his earlobe uneasily with her fingers, paused, and said, "Call me ma'am?"
No one had ever said such a thing to Balian.
Still using this sad and expectant tone.
His body trembled slightly, but without asking any questions, he slowly raised his hand, rubbed her cold earlobes, and called softly: "Madam."
A very light word, but it suddenly hit the softest place deep in her heart. The pain and itch from her soul comforted her silently over and over again.
My heart is burning, I have no regrets in this life.
(End of this chapter)