My Darling Sick Beauty

Stormy.

There was a cold rain in the demon world, and the temperature dropped significantly. It was also because of the drop in temperature that Jiang Zheliu's sleeping position, which was peaceful and stable, gradually changed, and gradually came to Wen Renye's side.

The little devil didn't need to sleep, but he was also very sleepy when he was led by Jiang Ziliu. He was only in a light sleep and woke up after being pressed down a little.

Wen Renye raised his eyes, his eyes slowly moved from the cold white hair that Jiang Zheliu had brought together, and then he lowered his head and sniffed the hair, feeling a little tickled by the light and soft aroma of the other party's body.

Jiang Zheliu was still cold, he slowly wrapped around him and habitually stuck it into the other's arms, the whole person was very well behaved.

For Wen Renye, this is really a rare good thing. He suddenly felt that he could do whatever he wanted with the other party.

Xiao Liushu didn't respond, so sleepy that he didn't want to open his eyes, so he ignored what he meant.

This fully provided the little devil with courage.

He gently opened Jiang Zheliu's not so tight neckline, slid his fingertips over the remaining red marks on it, and then slowly hugged the other party, being hooked by the other party to do these unethical things.

Just when Wen Renye was eager to take advantage of it, his palm suddenly touched a place that the other party had not allowed to touch before.

His chest was a little hot, and the touch of his palm against it was obvious, not like when it didn't change normally.

The little devil subconsciously thought of something that he would not dare to write in a pornographic book.

This, this thing is a bit serious.

Jiang Zheliu is sensitive to these few places right now. He was touched by his lover, and he was woken up before he moved away for the first time.

Pregnant men also have temperaments.

Jiang Zheliu's snow-colored eyelashes fluttered back and forth a few times, as if struggling with sleepiness, but he still tried his best to open his eyes and looked at the little devil with purple eyes in front of him, thinking to himself comfortably:

Don't get angry, don't get angry, no one will take care of you when you get sick.

He knows that his body is currently in a special period. Although it was not firm, the lines of the muscles that were easy to touch have softened. There are only a few traces of the abdominal muscle lines, and the flesh is unbelievably soft. It's like not exercising.

It shouldn't be, he was young and the baby was born, the original physical appearance was the best moment, when the black hair was lonely and cold, the awe-inspiring like the wind and snow, even if the oil was exhausted, the lamp was dry and the hair was white, it was only a little bit weaker. The sense of toughness, the whole person is like a sharp blade that is extremely thin, and it will break when it is broken.

But during the pregnancy, he was actually softened by the Tao, and his whole body was soft and easy to touch.

And the place where the little devil touched was really uncomfortable. Although according to Ember Year, he really couldn't say it, but he also knew that this was a part that had to be endured. He originally wanted to pass by himself silently, but he didn't expect that the demons of physique would always meet by chance, regardless of time.

Jiang Ziliu pushed his hand away, closed the thin shirt again, and said in a low voice, "What are you doing?"

Wen Renye felt like he was caught stealing or being questioned for his bad deeds. He was instantly anxious and couldn't say anything, but he couldn't take his eyes off Jiang Ziliu at all.

He didn't answer the first time, for fear that his saliva would drool, which would be a little embarrassing and embarrassing.

It's just that shame is the norm. Jiang Zheliu is already familiar with his character and knows his strengths and weaknesses. The little devil has always regarded things about him as extremely important.

"...Your..." He studied the wording and broke into a cold sweat, "That, that is, that place, do you want me to help you?"

He was also very nervous last time, but he was daring last time. He thought that he was cooked twice, but found that he was the only one who was cooked twice, and his body temperature was soaring.

Jiang Zheliu was originally a small warm quilt, which was very comfortable against Wen Renye, but now it has become a small stove, making him hot too.

The cold rain was pattering, and the sound of the rain outside was getting louder and louder, mixed with the occasional low-pitched thunder.

"Need not."

Jiang Zheliu refused calmly, closed his eyes and threatened: "If you dare to touch me, don't think of me listening to you in the future."

Or to say that pregnant men also have temperaments. Although they are rare male mothers, they are also very imposing and charming, and they say "don't go to my bed in the future".

If the little demon king was the same little demon king who was nervous when he saw him eighty years ago, he would definitely be scared off by this sentence. The younger he was, the more timid he felt about this matter. But at this time, the bed was broken several times, Wen Renye rolled his Adam's apple a bit, but didn't plan to stop.

He wrapped his arms around Jiang Ziliu's shoulders, pressed the other party under him, then picked up the clothes he just closed, and said to the other party's ear: "Xinian told me about this."

Jiang Zheliu: "..."

As expected of his younger generation, he has never lied to anyone about pitting him.

In the entire cultivation world, there are only three identities that are not easy to take, one is a junior who is instructed by Senior Jiang, one is a creature saved by Senior Jiang, and the other is a child raised by Senior Jiang.

Either do heaven and earth, or die unintentionally, or experience ups and downs, good things and hardships.

Wen Renye was never instructed by him, only beaten by him, but he lived a good life, and his cultivation progressed by leaps and bounds. He lowered his head and bit his ear with the Taoist companion, his voice was deep and ambiguous.

"Doesn't it hurt?" He was worried, "Isn't this for you?"

This is the most shameless thing in the world. Almost everyone who wants to manipulate Jiang Zheliu has said this to him, my dear, now you have started too.

That's not what the little devil meant, Jiang Zheliu naturally knew, but he didn't want to talk about it, he wanted to be self-willed.

"Tell the truth." He pinched Wen Renye's corner, "Don't be false."

Wen Renye dared to say that he wanted to try it, so he could only continue to worry: "Don't bear it because you are embarrassed, you have nothing to be embarrassed about with me, I am your Taoist companion."

Of course he.

Jiang Zheliu stared at this "righteous" demon who "occupies the moral high ground", grinding his back molars, wondering why his sword didn't stab him to death.

But it was done. He didn't stab the **** to death at the time, and now he has lost the opportunity. He can only watch the little devil lower his head and lick him, but he can't do anything about it.

"What I said is true." Wen Renye reiterated in a low voice, "Do you want to endure the pain without saying anything?"

The corners of Jiang Zheliu's eyes were all red, and he didn't know whether he was bitten or angry, slightly annoyed: "I'm bold."

"It's big." The little devil licked his dry lips and looked down, "The others are big too."

"You... um..."

This is absolutely the most unfair war two people have ever fought.

In the past, Jiang Ziliu still had the strength to fight, but today he didn't have it at all. He forced this person to work hard. He was already sensitive, and he wanted to curse people with anger, but he was better than the head of the Lingxiao faction, and the training environment was very good. , and later has a high status, and there is really no swearing vocabulary.

This is Jiang Ziliu's weakness. Even if he scolded him in a hurry, it sounded like some kind of delusional words, with a fluctuating smell of sex.

There is no suspense in this war.

Jiang Zheliu has never been defeated like this before, but he is the kind of person who refuses to admit defeat in his bones. Coupled with some well-known and unspeakable special times, it is almost impossible for Wen Renye to accept it.

I've never been so angry, I've never cried so much.

Gongyiyan was not in a good condition tonight.

She just came to take over the duty, and just as she stepped into the perimeter of Jingshan Temple to turn on the lights, she heard voices inside.

The queen is crying.

She suddenly remembered the rumors outside, and her heart trembled. Although she knew what was going on at the beginning and witnessed the fight between the two with her own eyes, under the continuous influence of the environment, she couldn't help but feel a little bit. shake.

Your Lord can't really be in bed...

In fact, after watching the two fight that day, she almost gave up.

No one is more compatible than the two of them.

But the emotions she had been brewing for so long could not be resolved for a while. She stood by the shelf of the lamp, holding the knife tightly in her hand. was stopped by others.

A red-clothed Shi Binghen jumped off the beam.

The big devil in red stayed in the devil world to deal with daily affairs for a long time, and the whole devil was very busy. This will finally catch Gongyiyan and the Lord back. He just breathed a sigh of relief and ran to listen to this kind of corner.

Gongyi looked at him blankly, her dark blue eyes moved slightly and stopped on the other's face.

"I knew you were going to have an accident." Shi Binghen smiled helplessly, "You are the best at hiding, the Lord still doesn't know what you think about the Demon Queen, I advise you to hide better, don't be impulsive, otherwise I'm afraid you will never see the queen again."

Gongyiyan didn't wear a mask, her eyes were cold and she said, "The whole devil world admires him."

"That's different, you're the one who really can grab it." Shi Binghen sighed, "If they didn't even have cubs, I'm really afraid that you'd be rebellious."

Rebellion within the Demon World is not uncommon, and they only trust stronger people.

"...What did you say." Gongyi Yan Lan's eyes moved stiffly, "He has... a cub?"

"It's not like you don't know about the celestial spirit body." Shi Binghen said, "I listened to Yu Sheng's discussion with the puppet master that day. It's not too surprising, we are all about this physique. I don't know much... hey, what the **** are you doing!"

He suddenly raised his hand and pulled out the scabbard, blocking Gongyiyan who stepped forward. The scabbard only blocked for a moment, and was smashed by her long knife. The conflict between the two was about to break out. Yi Damo took the lead in drawing his sword, caught a gap and pressed Gongyiyan's shoulder, and withdrew from Jingshan Hall with the other party.

The magic energy collided, and the strength could not be taken, and the two rolled into the rain, sticking together in a boiling battle.

Shi Binghen's blood wings unfolded, and the horn was also highlighted, and the cold rain hit the back coldly.

Gongyiyan was pressed down by his half-prototype, and the tail of the bone was highlighted, and the blue eyes dropped to freezing point, full of killing intent, and the body with the barbs scraped blood out of the opponent.

Until her head was pushed into the rain by the ice marks.

The mask hung diagonally between the hair strands fell off.

The red-clothed devil throbbed in his chest and yelled at her, "Are you awake?"

This sentence was also said between the Demon Venerable and the Demon Empress. Although the words were the same, the situation was very different.

She tilted her head, her face full of cold rain.

Maybe tears in the rain.

After a long while, Shi Binghen heard Gongyiyan's hoarse voice.

"……Um."

she says.

"woke up."