Fast travel, death collection system

An Ning was submerged in the lake water, the scorching desire | fire made him suffer and suffer, his head was dizzy, but he was so uncomfortable that he almost went crazy.

The moonlight was not strong, and there was a thin silver moonlight under the dark blue night sky. Cang Moliu sat on the bluestone by the lake, propped his chin and smiled, looking at the man who was quite embarrassed but still held on and didn't want to show the slightest fragility.

Cang Liuliu leaned on this big bluestone, his smile was so wicked, but his voice contained tenderness, quite bewitching in this moonlight: "Is it okay if you don't break the general?"

An Ningpo grabbed the skirt of his clothes with one hand, and his usually sharp eyes became a little misty with pain. He stood in the water, but his clothes were soaked, and his clothes were floating on the surface of the lake shimmering with moonlight. His body was resilient and slender. , something hot was bulging between the legs, making An Ning very uncomfortable.

"Get out!" An Ning Poying's firm face seemed to be stained with makeup at this time, her eyes were red, and she yelled angrily at Cang Moliu in torment.

Hearing these words, Cang Moliu didn't feel angry but enjoyed it. Seeing that this man seemed to have reached the end of his life, he stared at the delicious food in the lake, and touched his lips with his fingers unconsciously.

"Do you really want me to go? If I'm not here to watch for you, whoever comes here and sees the appearance of the general of the country at this time, I'm afraid it will spread throughout the capital tomorrow." Cang Moliu stood straight His body said gently, without the slightest sense of guilt for bullying others, he was very happy, and continued to attack the man whose consciousness had been shaken with malicious intent, "If you drive me away and find another man, do you think that you at this time, What can be done?"

He went to the lake and squatted down | squinting his eyes to look at An Ning Po's hair on the side of his face covered with sweat, An Ning Po was bending over to try to bury himself in the cool water, but the water seemed to be heated , is completely useless.

Cang Moliu stretched out his hand to lift the man's patiently drooping head, and with his fingertips brushed away the wet hair sticking to the side of his face.

An Ning grabbed the man's wrist, gritted his teeth and almost pulled him away from the skin-to-skin contact, and said with a difficult tone, "What are you doing!"

Cang Moliu squatted there with layers of clothes spread behind him, looking innocently at the painful and depressed expression of An Ning Po, while looking at An Ning Po who was about to collapse due to a night of drunkenness with innocent eyes He reached out and wiped the sweat from his forehead with his warm fingertips.

"You're sweating a lot." Cang Liu glanced at An Ning's already disheveled clothes. At this time, he was still wearing his clothes, which had turned dark red due to being soaked, and there were bloodstains splattered on them. It's just that there is nothing to be seen except some bloody smell.

"Get out!" An Ningpo let out a hot breath from his throat, but his hand was tightly clutching Cang Moliu's wrist, as if he didn't really want to let go.

Cang Moliu was amused by his stern look, he chuckled, and rubbed An Ning's hand that was holding his wrist with his fingertips, with a half-smile: "Really~?"

An Ningpo only felt that the place touched by the fingertips was numb and itchy as if poisoned. His throat was burning, and he pulled him into the water. Although he has always been resolute, it is not easy to endure this kind of medicine until now. up.

Cang Moliu saw that he pulled himself down without any resistance, and squinted at him. At this time, the man's clothes had all been scattered, and his belt was floating not far away.

"General Bupo has soaked for so long, how do you feel?" Cang Moliu was a little taller than An Ningpo, and at this time he was half supporting and half hugging the weak-legged man with his head down.

Although An Ningpo's consciousness was a little fuzzy, he still remained awake. His face was flushed, and every place seemed to be steaming, but he pursed his lips and said nothing. He leaned on Cang Liu's shoulder, My body was almost bursting with pain and heat, and I felt embarrassed in my heart, but the medicine was too powerful, so it was inevitable to relieve it.

Cang Mianliu watched the man's hand reaching down to his abdomen, and whistled in his heart.

Wow~, feast your eyes.

Cang Mianliu admired the beautiful scenery in front of him, and didn't have the slightest intention to go up to help, seeing the way the man closed his eyes and frowned but moved his lower body, he only felt that the beauty was delicious and his index finger was wide open.

An Ningpo held himself and moved, but the original flame burned even more intensely, almost causing him to collapse without any relief. He was lying on Cang Moliu's shoulder at this time, his whole body was so weak that he couldn't stand still, but the movements in his hands But it became more intense. With his movements, the water shook violently.

Cang's breath sprayed against An Ningpo's ears, so that An Ningpo's consciousness could hardly gather, and the bottom was about to explode, her face turned purple from a night of drunkenness, her whole body trembled, and she hummed in pain.

Cang Mianliu looked at him really pitifully, with a smirk on his face, and whispered in his ear: "Do you want me to help you?"

An Ningpo was tortured so much that his eyes were filled with tears, he didn't care who was in front of him, he grabbed Cang Moliu's shoulder, almost crying: "Hurry up, hurry up!"

With a smile on his eyebrows, Cang Moliu licked the red and hot earlobe of this man, and sighed softly: "Ah~ so good."

As he said that, he stretched out his hand and forcefully pushed An Ning Po away from the hand that was holding him. The warm and cool hand finally wrapped the scorching heat that was almost broken by An Ning Po's rough movements, and pinched An Ning Po's chin at the same time. Make him look at himself.

"Do you know who I am?" He moved the object skillfully twice, which immediately made the man snort twice.

Seeing that he was only interested in enjoying himself, Cang Moliu snorted, stopped his hands, pinched his chin and shook An Ning's broken head, making him more sober, and asked gently: "Do you recognize who I am?"

An Ning couldn't care about this, seeing that the man's hands stopped moving, and the fire that had just subsided a little was about to burn up again, so he immediately grabbed Cang Liu's wrist and began to twist his waist and rush into the man's hand.

Cang Moliu also let him do it, just grasping it as he understood, but stretched out his hand to push An Ning's ragged skirt a little and slipped in. He pressed his palm against his neck and stroked the man's chest, repeating casually: "An Ning is broken, Do you know who I am?"

An Ningpo is colliding at this time, the whole world seems to be far away, all the voices are indistinct, and one can only feel a scorching, painful and refreshing flame submerged himself in the bottom of the lake of desire, The flames burned more and more intensely, and finally made him suffer so much that it was difficult to get out of relief.

"An Ning Po, do you know who is holding you at this moment?"

Cang Moliu rubbed his soft and thin waist while talking, held him but did not move at all, watched the man twist his waist but felt more and more uncomfortable, and asked gently again: "Do you know who I am?"

An Ningpo had no choice but to open his eyes to see, he seemed to be rolling in a hot oil pan, his misty eyes finally became clearer, but in the end he only said two words: "Help, I..."

Cang Moliu saw that he was no longer as fierce and upright as before, so seductive, he felt happy, moved his hand again, comforted him, and gave him a little sweetness: "Who are you asking to help you? If you don't tell, who knows."

An Ning snorted out of excitement, he was already controlled by the hand under him, he was a man after all, he couldn't care so much at a time like this, and angrily scolded: "Cang Moliu, your mother, don't hurry up! "

Cang Moliu laughed, bent over and put his arms around him: "You said this yourself, so you won't trouble me afterwards."

Talking about playing tricks, the thing was already jumping and jumping. Although An Ningpo had done it a few times, she was still pure anyway, and was served by the beast Cang Moliu doing tricks. It didn't take long before he let out a low growl.

A cloud of white turbidity scattered in the lake water, Cang Moliu looked at An Ningpo playfully, and said, "It's so fast."

An Ning had just been liberated, and was regaining some sanity at this time, and was about to beat this person up, but his face changed again.

Seeing his reaction, Cang Moliu smiled inwardly, but his face was still very gentle.

He washed his hand with the lake water, helped him to the shore, let him go without hesitation, squatted beside An Ningpo who was lying down, breathed a sigh of relief, and seemed a little relieved: "It's all right now." Forget it, that's enough, get up quickly, you, the murdered general, have to investigate this matter carefully."

An Ningpo lay on the ground feeling a burst of panic, the numbness in his back was still there, but there was a sense of emptiness in a place that he was ashamed to talk about, he folded his arms unconsciously, and his face turned red again.

Cang Moliu leaned over, looked down at him, and asked with a soft smile, "What's wrong?"

The cool moonlight poured down from above, the pale face was buried in the darkness, but the indifferent eyes were flowing with dim light.

After this night, this big wedding still made people talk about it with great envy, but An Ningpo's expression was a bit scary.

When he returned to the mansion, he wished he could rush over and strangle the woman who entered the mansion yesterday. After thinking about it, it was only after that glass of wine...

Thinking of this, his face turned even darker, and at this moment, the basking basking in the sun after a full meal, his narrow and indifferent eyes were slightly narrowed, and there was a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Why are you so happy today? Did something good happen?" Xuan Yanjiang stretched out his hand and patted Cang Moliu's shoulder and asked him with a smile.

Cang Moliu glanced at the purple-red Ling Xiaohua on the south wall: "It's indeed a good thing. After this time, An Ningpo will soon find out who made this move from the palace. I don't believe he can bear it this time."

As he said that, he looked at Xuan Yan with a smile: "Brother, just wait for the highest place, it is destined to belong to you, brother."

Xuan Yan looked deeply at Cang Moliu who was smiling, and then said: "You understand that I don't care about this, why don't you sit on it yourself, you have the ability and means."

Cang Moliu laughed: "I don't like exhausting work. I'm more interested in the throne than the throne..."

He narrowed his eyes with interest: "The kittens are cuter."

The author has something to say:

I didn't write too much for fear of reporting,

There are probably two or three chapters ending, um,

Anyway, the first story is very perfunctory... (cough cough)

The second story should be much better, it won't be as inexplicable as this one, and the next story will probably be the lantern,

The character of the protagonist should be considered mysterious, with a tall hat and white hair,

The place where it happened is in Yashan (the second sound of que), and the main character is the lantern of Yashan, enen~