Fantasy: My green plum is actually the heroine

After Fan Niang said the word "resist", she consciously turned into Mo Li Sword and disappeared, and Fan Yunmo did resist, but it was only after drinking chicken soup.

Yan Xueli did not make hands and feet in the soup, and even made it extremely delicious, the soup was long and rich, the chicken was tender and delicious, and it was thought of it at a glance.

The warm chicken soup is comfortable and soothes his nervous mood.

"Is it delicious?" Yan Xueli asked with a smile, but his tone was cold and scary, which made Fan Yunmo instantly feel a trace of danger.

"Delicious." Fan Yunmo had a fawning smile on the corner of his mouth, and hurriedly replied, if it was not delicious, he felt that Yan Xueli should want to dissect himself.

"Oh! Is it? Yan Xueli raised her eyebrows and asked softly, "What if I poison you?" Fan

Yunmo was stunned, looked at Yan Xueli, and it took a long time to find his voice, and muttered: "Then I shouldn't drink it, but Sister Xueli, you didn't do it, did you?"

"Yes, I feel sorry for you." A weird smile rose at the corner of Yan Xueli's mouth, looking at Fan Yunmo: "After all, I still want to experience more." Fan

Yunmo didn't reply, looking down at her.

Yan Xueli lay on herself, her legs outlining elegant curves.

When drinking the last mouthful of soup, Yan Xueli gently touched Fan Yunmo's cheek, like stroking a treasure, gentle reluctance, love and pity, gently rubbed.

The red lips slowly approached, moist and covered, eating the oil stains on his lips for him, extremely soft, like rose petals, with cool moisture, and then retreated after tasting, but the charm under the eyes never dissipated.

She took care of him as always, originally thinking that Fan Yunmo would not want to drink, then Yan Xueli would have a reason to feed him, or to summon a soul killer gun, open the chest, and then pour it into the stomach.

Yan Xueli reached out and pinched Fan Yunmo's face, Fan Yunmo's skin was very slippery, she had a lot of fun, and Fan Yunmo did not dodge, allowing her to move.

Yan Xueli seemed to have expected Fan Yunmo's reaction, and wiped his lips with a fragrant and warm clothing, and the smile at the corner of his mouth seemed mocking and teasing.

All in all, she just wanted to see Fan Yunmo's expression change.

She is not in a hurry, she is patient enough, Fan Yunmo will give in sooner or later.

"Yun Mo is really good..." she coaxed him softly, her voice tender.

Yan Xueli sat on him condescendingly, looking down at him, his eyes were full of style, his chest stood proudly, and he looked like he was holding a victory.

"Yun Mo, aren't you afraid that I will bite your neck?" Yan Xueli looked directly at him, her eyes sharp.

Fan Yunmo shook his head, almost deflected by her, not afraid at all, after all, if the bite often happens to a person, then sooner or later he will always adapt, just like now, being teased.

"Since Sister Xueli wants to bite, bite." Fan Yunmo closed his eyes and waited for her bite.

Yan Xueli smiled and turned to clean up the mess on the table.

......



two days later, Yan Xueli's gentleness has never changed.

Immortal Boat was not far from Demon Valley to Huqi Mountain, and the other senior brothers and sisters were all cultivating in their respective rooms, wanting to make up for all the time that had fallen in the Demon Valley.

Fan Yunmo didn't want to stay in the room for too long, so he went to the deck to blow the wind, breathe in the fresh air, look at the scenery in the distance, and feel the sword intent by the way to improve himself.

Although she couldn't breathe air, she was already satisfied when she could see Mo'er.

Just as the so-called spring flowers and autumn moon are there, how much do you know about the past, once you wake up from a dream, everything turns into ashes, and only obsession does not disperse.

"Look at it again, it's my apprentice."

A cool and pleasant sound came from the side, she turned her head to see that it was Bai Wanning coming, and Fanniang's originally relaxed heart instantly became heavy, snorted coldly, and ignored it.

She didn't want to stay with this woman, and she didn't bother to be with Bai Wanning, turning into Mo leaving the sword and returning to the scabbard, out of sight, out of mind.

"Master."

"Hmm" Bai Wanning rubbed his head, standing aside, the delicate white clothes were ethereal without a trace, and the clouds between heaven and earth were not half as beautiful as her.

After a few moments, Fan Yunmo thought of a very serious problem.

"Master, if you are here

, who is there..."

Bai Wanning knew what he wanted to ask, and said lightly: "Naturally, it is your Yunyun Senior Sister who is manipulating the Immortal Boat, and all this is thanks to the Qingxin Pill you sent, otherwise Yunyun would have to rest for seven days to restore her soul." "

.............,"

Fan Yunmo felt that he had done something wrong, and he was a little sorry for Senior Sister.

If he were to change to him, he would not take the Qingxin Pill at all, but instead wanted to lie in bed, sleep well for three or four days, and then eat something to replenish his vitality, which would be much better than being a coolie.

But..... The thought of Senior Sister Yun Yun being willing to take the pill she sent felt very warm, at least Senior Sister recovered her soul and would not be weak.

"I'll go see Senior Sister."

"Yun Yun doesn't need your help now, you can just stay in peace." Bai Wanning pulled back his footsteps.

"Master, aren't I worried about Senior Sister."

"Instead of worrying about others, take care of yourself first." Bai Wanning looked at her apprentice, always feeling that something was wrong, but checked it up and down, there was no problem, and she came close and sniffed.

Well..... It's the breath of that girl.

"Master?"

Bai Wanning collected her thoughts: "It's okay, you go back to cultivation first, but stay with that girl less." Her gaze was on the tooth mark on Fan Yunmo's neck, frowned, and disgust flashed in her eyes.

But when he met Fan Yunmo, he smiled lightly.

.......

That night, the moon poured.

Yan Xueli lay on his side, put her arms around his waist, rested her head on his chest, spread over the pillow, and her whole person exuded a charming aura.

Outside the window was the sound of the wind passing by, inside the house was the sound of her even breathing, time slipped quietly, and the room was peaceful.

It stands to reason that it is easiest to fall asleep with a beautiful person in your arms.

But Fan Yunmo did not fall asleep.

Because in Fang Cai, in the dream, after his hands and feet were bound, he couldn't move at all, and could only let her torture.

Not only that, she even devoured herself, saying that she loved him over and over again, but hurt him again and again.

He had thought that he could endure what she had done until he was locked up forever in a dark place, and the despair and pain almost broke him, but every time he was on the verge of collapse, he heard Yan Xueli's gentle voice telling him his love...

"Yun Mo, don't leave me, okay, I love you so much..." Her voice swirled in his mind, her voice full of begging and pleading.

She won't know how much he hopes that he can escape this cage, even if she tortures him and scolds him, he is willing, only begging her to let him go, but Yan Xueli did not, but took care of him thoughtfully, so that he didn't worry.

The heart twitched violently, and the pain spread throughout the body.

"I'm reluctant to part with you, Yun Mo, just stay with me like this, okay?" Her voice was so light that only two people could hear it, rubbing Fan Yunmo's shoulder, her cheek against his neck.

Suddenly, a sharp blade cut through his throat, Yan Xueli slowly enjoyed the tenderness he gave him, felt his gradually colder body temperature, and finally no longer feared that Yun Mo would leave him.

However, all this is just a dream.

Fan Yunmo woke up from the darkness, his eyes did not have a trace of waves.

The blood curse under the bed was like a guillotine reminding him, and there seemed to be a blood mist lingering around him, churning, red and aura floating in the air, but every time Fan Yunmo woke up, it disappeared again.

"Is this going to drive me crazy?"

Fan Yunmo murmured, and then felt the temperature coming from the person in his arms, I don't know when Yan Xueli woke up, his eyes were deep, like a deep sea, intoxicated and unable to struggle, he actually felt that he was about to drown.

The heartbeat missed a beat, and quickly avoided Yan Xueli's gaze.

It's really weird... Fan Yunmo realized at this moment her power as a formation mage, obviously plain, but she could confuse all sentient beings.

"Yun Mo, don't be afraid, I'm here."

Yan Xueli kissed the skin next to his ear, her soft lips touched the cold skin, and then indulged, her hand caressed his strong back, caressing, gentle and delicate, as if she was in love, affectionate.

"Hmm..." Fan Yunmo was depressed, and wanted to say: It is because you are here that I dare not fall asleep, for fear of being knifed.

However, Yan Xueli did not do this, nor did she gnaw his neck again, but instead symbolically kissed his eyes: "Good night, Yun Mo." Then

lean on his shoulder, gently close his eyes, and breathe longer.

Fan Yunmo didn't sleep.

This blood curse... It's really underestimated, even if there is no contract, but you can suffer a lot.

He thought that he would not have any hidden attributes, but in his dreams, he was enjoying all kinds of things from Yan Xueli, which was just... It is to assimilate him, belonging to the kind of subtle, slowly penetrating the bone marrow and eroding the soul.

Let him surrender completely to her.

So, is Yan Xueli planning to solve the problem from the root?

It's a pity that Fan Yunmo's divine soul is extremely powerful, even if he can't get rid of it, he is very sober, he knows that Yan Xueli wants herself, she wants to control herself more, possessive, domineering to control everything.

"Mo'er, replenish the yin qi." Fan Niang said: "The blood spell is a cycle of yin and yang, and you are positive enough between the two, and the yin qi must be balanced, Mo'er, if you want to feel better, you need yin qi." "

I... Mom, it won't be for me to do Sister Xueli now, right? "

Since you can't do it yourself, let yourself do her?

Raw rice cooked mature rice....

Fan Niang smiled and said, "You can do this if you want, but... My mother doesn't want you to do this, after all, you are still young, in fact, you only need to imitate what your daughter-in-law does to you. Hearing

this, Fan Yunmo glanced at the sleeping Yan Xueli, her shoulders were bare, her collarbone was perfectly visible, and the inner lining was a red brocade wrapped around her chest, and she also outlined a few traces of lace, highlighting the alluring curves and style.

Yan Xueli's clothes can't be two, either white with him, or enchanting and red, like Manzhu Shahua in the land on the other side, enchanting and weird.

Every time she was in the house, she was dressed extremely revealingly, even the profane pants were as thin as cicada wings, half-covered... Like a poisonous flower, dangerous but extremely tempting, the cherry has a small mouth, where there are crystal full lips.

No wonder Sister Xueli dressed like this, daring to know that she would make a move sooner or later, lying in her arms at this time, the half-covered clothes seemed to lure him to go over and eat it.

"That mother..... What is it to take away?

Fan Niang replied, "Look at yourself." She

stopped making a sound, giving him enough personal space.

Fan Yunmo reached out and touched the sleeping face in her arms, her breath was shallow, the warm and soft skin touch was transmitted to the heart position, the touch was soft and smooth, with a faint orchid fragrance, people couldn't help but want to get close.

In the past, Yan Xueli took the initiative, but now it is good and has become his own initiative! Fan Yunmo thought to himself, lowered his head and dropped a kiss on her forehead, like a feather across it.

Of course, he also took the initiative, but since the Yan Clan made Yan Xueli all over his body, Fan Yunmo rarely took the initiative, afraid that he would lose control again, and that time was also the closest to "raw rice cooked mature rice".

"Hmm... Do you want to continue? Fan Yunmo asked himself, if he goes on like this, he is really afraid that he will hurt her again.

"Following .... Continued..." Yan

Xueli opened her misty eyes, frowned slightly, muttered, seemed very sleepy, she stretched out her arms and hugged Fan Yunmo, rubbed her cheeks, looked for a comfortable place, closed her eyes, it seemed that the words just now did not come from her mouth, but from her consciousness.

Fan Yunmo reached out and touched the egg that looked like a freshly shelled egg, gently rubbed it with his fingertips, the smooth and delicate touch couldn't put it down, and bit it lightly, but he didn't invade too much.

Although Yan Xueli was satisfied, he didn't like it very much.

Finding that it was not as he expected, Yan Xueli did not open her eyes, nor did she move, but her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her breathing was slightly heavy...

Fan Yunmo stopped moving, stared at her for a long time, and finally didn't say anything more, just sighed softly, leaned over and kissed her lips.

The taste is sweet, sticky and slightly cool.

Unlike her initiative, in Fan Yunmo's hands she is more like a fragile ceramic doll, which is easy to break if she doesn't pay attention, and he kisses her lightly on the lips, gentle and silky.

Yan Xueli occasionally counterattacked, but most of the time he just submissively relied on Fan Yunmo, even if he acted restlessly, Yan Xueli instead raised the corners of his mouth slightly, pampering him.

Then gradually disappear the invisible.

......

Yan Xueli was indeed pretending to sleep, and in the end, he took the initiative to grasp Fan Yunmo's handle, and even used this to blackmail and devour everything, and he didn't want to be known by others.

There are not gentle and melodious people, but there are tired people.

People who are not covered in scaly wounds and are still sleeping soundly are more pitiful than those covered in scaly wounds, especially when she is pillowing Fan Yunmo's shoulder at the moment, and the mixed sweat cannot be dispersed.

Fan Yunmo was really sleepy at the moment, struggling in that darkness for a long time, and finally couldn't resist the strange blood mist power around him and fell asleep.

Then the dream changed, not because he struggled, but because it became Yan Xueli.

Fan Yunmo: ???

Early the next morning, Yan Xueli woke up first, and woke up to find Fan Yunmo staring at her, and Yan Xueli smiled proudly.

Although it was not possible to 'cook raw rice into mature rice', they also exchanged ideas.

From then on, Fan Yunmo knew that this room was considered wasted, so he simply moved to Yan Xueli's room to live, and Yan Xueli naturally moved with him.

Fan Yunmo was afraid that she would continue to make strange magic formations, so he said: "Sister Xueli, you stay by my side, don't go anywhere."

Yan Xueli responded: "Good." However

, it was Fan Yunmo who followed Yan Xueli again, just because she was afraid that she would secretly make some magic formation behind her back.

Fan Yunmo originally wanted to let the master make a move, but he thought about it..... Forget it, otherwise Xue Li's life is at stake.

For Fan Yunmo, who is inseparable, Yan Xueli's red eyes are faintly smiling, flattering, and her eyes are particularly sultry and domineering, at least her purpose is achieved, and this is enough.