The demon witch is her white moonlight

Smelling this familiar fragrance, Le Xiaoyi paused his steps, his heart moved, but he didn't show it on his face, but his pace was a little faster, and he walked up to the seriously injured woman who fell to the ground.

The sword shadow guard who was guarding the side immediately stepped aside a little, leaving the space beside the woman for Le Xiaoyi, so that Le Xiaoyi could see the woman's face clearly.

Le Xiaoyi only glanced at it, and saw a familiar red jade hairpin, and he knew it in his heart.

Their team happened to pass through Yuezhou, and Ji Yuxuan dressed up as a disciple of the Nanyang Security Bureau this time, which was the least likely to arouse suspicion.

Le Xiaoyi squatted down beside her, reached out to feel the pulse of the other person's neck, and confirmed that the person still had a heartbeat and breathing. The seemingly serious injuries on her body were actually all deceptive tricks. He picked it up and headed towards the carriage he was riding in.

"Young Sect Master?" The sword shadow guard who had just spotted this woman looked puzzled, and then put one hand on his shoulder. When he turned around, he saw Wu Tuo lowered his eyes, smiled at him, and signaled him not to ask any more questions.

Seeing this, even if the Sword Shadow Guard had any thoughts in his mind, they all disappeared.

Le Xiaoyi hugged Ji Yuxuan and got into the carriage. As soon as the curtain was lowered, the person in his arms opened his eyes, circled her neck and rolled over and pressed her down. Her back hit the thick wooden board, making a muffled sound .

Everyone outside the carriage heard the movement and hurriedly asked what happened inside.

"It's okay." Le Xiaoyi replied calmly, "Go on."

Everyone did not suspect him, and the team continued to move forward.

Le Xiaoyi was lying on his back, with one hand lightly on Ji Yuxuan's waist, he couldn't hide the surprise smile in his eyes, and asked her, "Why are you here suddenly? Are you still dressed like this?"

Ji Yuxuan buried Le Xiaoyi's shoulder and gave her a deep hug, then raised her head, put her left hand on Le Xiaoyi's ear, raised Le Xiaoyi's chin with her right hand, and looked at her with a smile: "I Miss you, do you need any reason?"

Le Xiaoyi's cheeks were slightly red, and her smiling eyes were crooked. She was able to accept Ji Yuxuan's overly straightforward approach very well, and replied provocatively: "How much do you think?"

Ji Yuxuan grabbed Le Xiaoyi's hand, squeezed her fingers and pointed her forehead, and said with a smile, "Think about it here."

Le Xiaoyi laughed, and was about to ask what kind of answer this was, when she saw Ji Yuxuan grabbing her hand and moving it down, stroking the thick eyelashes with her fingertips and hanging in front of her eyes, and said: "I also think about it here."

That eyelash brushed against Le Xiaoyi's fingertips, bringing a soft and light feeling.

Her fingertips continued to go down, crossed the delicate and straight bridge of the nose, touched the full lips, and caressed the delicate skin of the upper neck along the graceful jaw line.

Every time she passed by, Ji Yuxuan said she missed her.

Listening to the ambiguous and low-pitched voice beside her ear, Le Xiaoyi's breathing became tighter and tighter, her throat became more and more dry, and a little itchiness permeated the place where her skin was in contact with, turning into a cluster of heart fire, swaying in her chest burn.

This, she can't stand it a bit.

So exciting?

Until Ji Yuxuan helped her hand across the collar, climbed up inch by inch, and stayed in his heart: "Here, I want it the most."

There was a buzzing in Le Xiaoyi's head, and he was dizzy, fascinated.

But the remaining reason still hangs on her reserve, she tried to push Ji Yuxuan's shoulder away, and slightly opened the distance between them.

Maybe Ji Yuxuan felt her nervousness, so she straightened up and backed away a little, while Le Xiaoyi secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but also felt a little inexplicably lost.

Unexpectedly, Ji Yuxuan stepped back a few inches, and then a kiss landed on her palm.

There was a smile in Ji Yuxuan's eyes, and the warm and moist tip of his tongue stroked down her palm lines, swimming towards her wrist.

Le Xiaoyi snorted, and a string suddenly broke.

A pot of wine named Ji Yuxuan was poured on the warm little flame, and it burned blazingly in an instant.

You can't blame her for lack of concentration, if you want to blame, blame this demon girl for being too annoying.

She reached out to grab Ji Yuxuan's collar, but the other party held both wrists with one hand and pressed them on top of her head. Ji Yuxuan's free hand stroked Le Xiaoyi's eyebrows, eyes and bridge of nose as before, and then gently tapped her on the lips.

"I haven't seen you for so many days, don't you have anything to say to me?"

The hazy and charming voice seemed to come from the sky, and Le Xiaoyi's almond eyes were full of lustrous autumn water. After hearing the words and reacting for a while, he replied in a daze: "I miss you very much, too."

Ji Yuxuan licked her lips, and whispered close to her ear, "Where do you think?"

Le Xiaoyi felt that Ji Yuxuan asked this question very strangely, but after thinking about it, it didn't seem so strange. Wasn't what Ji Yuxuan answered her just now the answer to this question?

She twisted her body, but because her arms were imprisoned, she could only open her mouth and answer: "...Thinking in my heart."

Ji Yuxuan smiled and asked her, "Is it only in your heart?"

Le Xiaoyi caught a hint of teasing from Ji Yuxuan's eyes, she stuck out her tongue not to be outdone, and lightly licked Ji Yuxuan's fingertips pressing on her lips, then raised her head slightly, and took half of her finger into her mouth.

The smiling person in front of him was breathing suddenly.

The shiny white fingers were wrapped in a warm, soft and sticky environment, and the tongue coating lightly brushed her fingertips, skillfully wrapped around the knuckles, making the eyes of the person on her darken until she lost Controlling himself, he buried his face into the side of her neck, licked and bit the soft white skin beside her ear.

The small area under Le Xiaoyi's earlobe is the most sensitive. When Ji Yuxuan's tongue touches it lightly, she can't help trembling and her eyes are foggy.

Ji Yuxuan knocked her mouth to prevent her from making a sound, but the kisses that fell one after another became heavier and heavier, which also caused Le Xiaoyi's heart to burn more and more, and he began to be dissatisfied with the casual contact, and raised his slender neck Take the initiative to cater.

The temperature inside the carriage began to rise, and the air became thinner and thinner. Le Xiaoyi held on to the clothes on Ji Yuxuan's body with his hands that were loosened at some point, and tore open her collar randomly. Pressed clear white seals on the back of her shoulders.

The embroidery on the curtain showed double images in circles, and the dizziness became more and more intense. She raised her head, opened and closed her lips, and before a sound slipped out of the corners of her mouth, she was blocked by a pair of soft lips first, and the soft low Yin swallowed it all.

In a flutter of consciousness, the person in front of her gently scratched her nose, bent down, and whispered next to her ear, "What are you doing in Jeju?"

Le Xiaoyi thought in a daze, what are you doing?

Oh, it seems to be saving lives.

"Help me." She replied hoarsely.

The soul-stirring voice next to his ear continued to ask: "Who are you saving?"

who?

Le Xiaoyi was immersed in the pleasant touch of body and mind, his whole heart was floating on the clouds, a big part of his mind was empty, and he couldn't think of it for a while.

If you can't remember it, you don't want to, she honestly replied: "I don't know, I forgot."

The woman's laughter rang in her ears: "Did you forget? Think about it again?"

Le Xiaoyi was unhappy, and grabbed the woman's hand and pressed it against his waist, letting her hug him, pursed his lips and muttered: "What do you think, I think you are not enough?"

This delicate answer was straightforward and pleasing, the woman stopped asking, but the kiss that followed was deeper and more intense than before, wrapping Le Xiaoyi's heart layer by layer.

The slightly curled five fingers sank into the black and smooth hair, gradually increasing their strength as the stacked dizziness.

The moist red tide crawled up the corners of her emotional eyes, depicting two points of delicate and enchanting in the clear and beautiful eyebrows.