When I was in Qin Dynasty, I lost contact with the wave

Chapter 409 Zhang Ji: Do you like it, my ~ of ~ Bai ~ Jin ~ master ~ people ~
Bai Jin's fingers brushed across Zhang Ji's neck, and his warm breath hit Zhang Ji's exposed shoulders, causing Zhang Ji to tremble.

Zhang Ji turned his head slightly to look at Bai Jin, as if he wanted to say something, but saw that Bai Jin's lips were already pressed against his ear, and he whispered in a hoarse and seductive Yujie voice: "Little guy, what do you want?" Be obedient~"

Feeling the cold sensation coming from his waist and abdomen, Zhang Ji's hair stood on end, and he closed his mouth.Seeing this, Bai Jin showed a triumphant smile, stretched out his right hand, and slowly drew circles on Zhang Ji's chest, along his delicate and perfect side face, all the way down, and landed on his tightly closed lips. superior.

The jade onion finger suddenly invaded, and the dexterous fingers grabbed Zhang Ji's spirit snake.

"My sister likes you very much. If you have any thoughts of resistance, my sister will become violent."

Bai Jin lay on Zhang Ji's body, like a snake demon wrapped around the man's body trying to absorb Yang Qi.

The snake demon turned into a beautiful snake, and knelt between Zhang Ji's legs with one leg. The weight of the whole person was almost hanging on Zhang Ji's body. He clasped Zhang Ji's ten fingers, clasping his hands on his head Slowly lowered his head and looked at Zhang Ji.

Bai Jin's delicate face, which can be said to be a disaster for the country and the people, quickly magnified in Zhang Ji's pupils, but Zhang Ji, who was crushed by Bai Jin in terms of strength, could only let her snatch the tenderness that was already red and swollen.

As the Adam's apple rolled gently, Zhang Ji was forced to swallow a trace of Bai Jin's breath.

"So nice."

Bai Jin looked at Zhang Ji who was actively swallowing, and adjusted his sitting posture.

Zama step, how many years have you not practiced this most basic martial art?

As the saying goes: if you practice martial arts without practicing kung fu, you will be in vain when you grow old;

But for people in Bai Jin's realm, there is no need to practice this most basic martial art. The flexibility of her waist and the strength contained in it are no less than those disciples of the armored school.

However, Bai Jin did not expect that the flexibility and strength of the waist could have such uses.

"Little guy~" Bai Jin whispered in Zhang Ji's ear, like a seductive woman leading an innocent boy astray, "Sister is about to start enjoying your delicious food."

Zhang Ji cast a weak and helpless glance at Bai Jin, his eyelashes trembling slightly, and nodded slightly.

But Bai Jin didn't seem satisfied with Zhang Ji's answer.

What she wanted was not this kind of silent answer, but Zhang Ji's own words, asking her to enjoy herself to the fullest.

Bai Jin stretched out her jade finger, gently hooked Zhang Ji's chin, and forced Zhang Ji to look at her. A hint of dominance and strength flashed in his blood-red eyes.

"Sister still respects your wishes more, tell me, can sister enjoy you?"

Bai Jin breathed out scorching hot breath, every word made Zhang Ji feel itchy, but his hands were firmly controlled by Bai Jin, unable to stop the itching for himself.

"Can you?"

Bai Jin's patience seemed to be worn down by Zhang Ji, and he bit Zhang Ji's Adam's apple lightly.

The wound that had just healed and still left a shallow scar was torn open by the pair of tiger teeth again, and the blood was soft and sweet in the throat.

The slender and soft fingers are close together, and the cold jade fingers are touching with a touch of heat, as if aiming to hit the bull's-eye.

"Can...can...?"

Bai Jin slightly increased the strength in his hand, rubbing it slowly, but he just didn't make the next move, and spoke word by word, which looked like asking, but actually forced Zhang Ji to speak.

Zhang Ji realized that he was wrong, he misjudged Bai Jin just like he misjudged Zi Nu.

It is very rare for women to break through the masters in martial arts, and Bai Jin has already touched the threshold of the unity of heaven and man. In this long history, she can definitely be regarded as a rare woman.

From the initial use of pure force to make Zhang Ji submit, he gradually began to exert both physical and mental pressure and torture on Zhang Ji.

Zhang Ji opened his mouth, but did not speak.

Those words, after all, are a bit shameful for a man.

Obviously out of desire to get along, why play so many tricks?
But Bai Jin didn't buy it at all. This was her first man, and he would be her only man.

Although she knew that this man had already been enjoyed by many women, at least she wanted Zhang Ji to belong to her physically and mentally at this moment... No!

It is to surrender to her!
"Can……"

Zhang Ji turned his head away, and uttered two words in a voice like a mosquito. Although it was an answer, it seemed to be begging for mercy.

A smug smile appeared on Bai Jin's face, but the smugness was accompanied by a strong cunning.

"Can what?"

Bai Jin asked persistently, and maintained the state of not entering the house three times, continuing to tease and seduce, or force Zhang Ji to say that sentence, which can show that Zhang Ji has surrendered to her pomegranate skirt at this moment next words.

"Can...you can enjoy...enjoy...I..."

Zhang Ji spit out these words intermittently, almost trembling, with a hint of pleading in his eyes, begging Bai Jin not to torture him like this again.

But Bai Jin was still not satisfied, because Zhang Ji's words lacked titles.

"Who can enjoy you? Or, little guy, who do you want to enjoy you?"

Zhang Ji can say this sentence to anyone, so she must add the title to Bai Jin.

The dark light in Zhang Ji's eyes flickered slightly, and he shook his head slightly.

He was willing to cooperate with Bai Jin to perform such a ridiculous farce, but this somewhat delicate woman was somewhat too greedy.

"Remember what I said before?" Zhang Ji spat out a hot breath, hit Bai Jin's ear, and said in a low voice: "If you can eat me up, I will treat you as a pawn." Hot Weapon~"

"Look at this... It seems that I'm going to be eaten by you to the last drop, so..."

Zhang Ji gently bit Bai Jin's petite and delicate earlobe, and his mouth was slightly cold: "You can enjoy me to your heart's content~"

"You can also use it as a hot weapon~"

"Lord~Man~"

In an instant, with Zhang Ji's last two words, Bai Jin's body trembled slightly, as if an electric current passed through the meridians of her whole body in an instant.

As if noticing the anger in Bai Jin's blood-red eyes, Zhang Ji pressed against Bai Jin's ear, adding another fire and a bundle of firewood.

"Unfortunately, you are not the first woman who cooperates with me to make a gesture of surrender."

"Strictly speaking, it's your good niece Tidal."

Zhang Ji has a very strong desire for revenge. For a greedy woman like Bai Jin, he showed a naughty side that has never been shown in front of anyone. Jin puts out the fire.

"However, this is the first time I have said the word 'Master'."

"I don't know if you like it or not?"

The bucket that Zhang Ji threw on the flames was obviously not water for extinguishing the fire, but a bucket of kerosene.

"I~de~bai~jin~master~ren~"

As Zhang Ji spit out the last six words from his throat, Zhang Ji couldn't say a word anymore.

The anger of a martial artist in the realm of the unity of man and nature is terrifying, and it is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

With his mouth gagged and facing the storm-like attack, even if Zhang Ji got a moment to breathe, he only wanted to vent his indescribable sense of pleasure by humming in a low voice.

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