Runeland: My Cold Fox Chinese version of the game

Hearing this, Jin Cheng couldn't help but frown and ponder in his heart.

Although he knew his fault in his heart, under Camille's smiling and distorted interpretation, he actually felt that what she said seemed to make some sense.

So, he subconsciously turned his head to look at Lux beside him, with a little confusion and doubt in his eyes.

At this moment, Jin Cheng felt that he might just be completing the system's task, and in fact, he really didn't like Lux that much.

"Oh, okay, okay, don't worry about this anymore! Come on, come with me!" Camille saw this and hurriedly smiled and comforted him, while reaching out and gently pulling Jin Cheng's collar.

She said coquettishly: "You are really too much! You dare to bring your girlfriend to me to show off. Come on, come on, come with me to the room! Today, sister will teach you a lesson! Hehehe..."

After that, Camille's eyes were firm and unquestionable. She stretched out her hand, grabbed Jincheng's arm tightly, and pulled him hard without saying anything, and hurriedly walked towards the next room.

However, before Camille had time to pull Jincheng completely to the next room, Jincheng suddenly exerted force, shook his hand violently, and broke free from Camille's restraints.

"Good sister..."

Jincheng rushed forward in a flash, stretched out his hands like lightning, and pushed the tall Camille hard to the corner of the wall.

Jincheng's movements were swift and powerful, catching Camille off guard.

Her back hit the hard wall heavily, making a dull sound.

At this time, Jincheng had no intention of stopping. He quickly approached Camille's beautiful and cold face, and his eyes fell directly on the lines that flashed mysterious light like green light.

"Stinky brother!" Seeing Jincheng's look of wanting her, Camille was quite happy.

The next moment, Jincheng leaned down without hesitation, and his lips were passionately imprinted on those green light lines.

His kiss was so intense that it seemed as if he wanted to deeply imprint every inch of Camille's face in his heart.

As this affectionate kiss continued to deepen, Jincheng could even feel Camille's cold hands stroking his waist and abdomen.

Finally, the two kissed.

Camille, who was kissed so passionately by Jincheng, began to breathe rapidly, her chest rose and fell violently, and she gasped heavily.

Camille's blue eyes were actually rippled with a subtle spring color, as if a stone was thrown into the calm lake, causing ripples.

Jin Cheng's eyes became more and more fiery, and the hand that had been unable to restrain itself, like a hungry wolf, went straight to the collar of Camille's suit.

To be honest, who would have thought that this person, the most ruthless person in Piltover, the cyborg, the Gray Lady, actually had a gentle and soft heart?

When Jin Cheng's hand finally reached into Camille's clothes as he wished, it was like falling into a warm and mysterious swamp, unable to extricate himself.

As time passed, he had no intention of pulling his hand out, as if he wanted to immerse himself in this wonderful touch forever.

The two kissed more urgently.

In this way, the two slowly moved to the bedside.

At this moment, Camille suddenly exerted her strength and pushed forward. Jincheng was caught off guard and lost his balance and fell heavily on the soft bed.

However, before Jincheng could recover from the sudden change, a pair of icy cold scissor legs had already arrived quickly.

With a light "click", the sharp mechanical blade instantly embedded deeply into the bed, just a few feet away from Jincheng's head.

Jincheng was startled and turned his head subconsciously, his eyes just fell on the legs.

The blue mechanical structure was intertwined with the flawless leg lines, like a fine work of art.

Whether it was the mechanical blade flashing with cold light or the legs made of blue steel, they were all amazing.

Jincheng couldn't help but stretch out his fingers and gently slide across Camille's perfect thighs.

I have to admit that Camille's thighs are indeed beautiful. It is no exaggeration to say that they are the most beautiful thighs of any woman he has ever seen in his life.

Unfortunately, due to its mechanical material, such a perfect thigh does not feel very elastic, which is really a pity.

However, when Jincheng's fingers crossed the clearly visible and distinct dividing line between the machine and the flesh...

Everything became completely different. On Camille's eye-catching buttocks, there was actually a charming green flashing.Colored light lines.

These light lines are like lively elves, wandering and jumping on her skin, as if it is a perfect fusion of flesh and Hextech technology.

It is really beautiful, and it is really special. This texture is much more advanced than the tattoo of Wei Aola.

Jincheng especially likes to kiss Camille's Hextech lines from her cheek, from her cheek to her neck, from her neck to her back, slowly across her waist, along the lines on Camille's hips, and finally to...

"Camille, I..." Jincheng widened his eyes and stared blankly at the artistic lines on Camille's body. His throat seemed to be blocked by a ball of cotton. He wanted to say some words of praise, but he didn't know where to start.

He only felt that his heart was tightly grasped by an invisible hand, and his breathing became rapid.

However, before Jincheng could say anything, Camille spoke first.

I saw her eyebrows raised, her eyes wide open, and she said coquettishly: "You guy, you only think of me when you have something to do! Don't you know how much your sister misses you? Now you know you like it!"

As she said that, Camille went to cover Jincheng's eyes to prevent him from looking.

Jincheng said that he really wanted to see it, and asked his good sister if she could indulge him

Before she finished speaking, Camille pressed down, like a nimble cheetah, and instantly threw Jincheng on the soft big bed.

Then, Camille sealed Jincheng's mouth with her delicate and juicy red lips without hesitation, and kissed him passionately and affectionately.

Their lips were tightly pressed together, and their breaths intertwined, as if the whole world was left with only the two of them.

At the same time, pieces of clothing flew out of the quilt like snowflakes, scattered in every corner of the room, and the air was already filled with an ambiguous and hot breath.

Lux: ...Am I also a part of your play?