different blood boiling

The Emperor of Zong was a little moved by the kiss, but felt a pain in his heart, lowered his eyes slightly, and his eyes seemed a little dim.

"Then... I..." In the words, there was a bit of sobs. Zongdi carefully noticed the abnormality of his partner. The other party seemed to be hesitant to speak, and his expression was very sad. He smiled faintly, stretched out his finger, and gently Gently lifted the female's chin, raised the corners of her lips slightly, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, "I want to say who you gave birth to Fang Yu?"

The worm emperor trembled, his white teeth almost biting through the thin lip that had finally healed from the scarred state, so the male worm had to quickly stick his fingers between the female worm's lips to prevent his lover from accidentally hurting her again. Own.

Is what he said just now too straightforward, Zongdi thought to himself, he has never been very good at rhetoric, and his elders have also told him that if there are some misunderstandings, explaining them face to face, or confessing to others in time behind the scenes, can avoid some misunderstandings. Necessary misunderstanding... Otherwise, it would be too stupid to hurt each other because of this.

Because the mouth was placed by a foreign object, the female could only make a small whimpering sound, and her eyes were a little dizzy. He tilted his head back, trying to get away from the male's fingers, but the other party took them out and held the back of his head deeply. Deep kissing, saliva intertwined between lips and teeth, each other's breath lingering around, the atmosphere is warm and ambiguous at this time.

After finally the male worm let go of himself, the worm emperor panted slightly, the crimson color on his face hadn't faded, but there was a firm and decisive look in his eyes, "Fang Yu is definitely not that beast's child!"

The emperor was slightly stunned, but he didn't expect the female worm to think about it for a while, and was entangled a lot. When she spoke, it was because of this matter. He couldn't help smiling and nodded slightly, "Of course, what comes out of your stomach can't be someone else's."

The worm emperor thought that his partner just wanted to comfort himself in another way, so he couldn't help but grab the male worm and said seriously, "No, that night, I really didn't..."

"Haven't you been touched by the king of the Tianjia tribe?" Chongdi raised his brows, narrowed his eyes slightly, his tone was a bit dangerous, and he slowly approached, the strong sense of oppression made the nearby air seem to be stagnant "I'm the kind of male who can't even recognize the people under me?"

These words turned the female from a dazed state into being struck by lightning. He widened his eyes, and before he could speak, he was pushed down on the bed by his partner. Because he was wearing a nightgown, the clothes on his body were pulled off neatly. The exposed skin was engraved with spots in an instant, and the powerful suction almost pulled out the entire soul from the body.

"You... how do you know... Ugh!" With her lips parted slightly, the female tilted her head back, grabbed the sheet with both hands, and let the male do whatever she wanted on her body, but she couldn't help but ask questions.

I thought it would take a long time to explain, and I even made preparations for the other party to stop believing and hate liars. Fang Yu's safety needs to be guaranteed, but who can explain what happened that night, he just relied on his feelings , by virtue of...

"Then what about you, how do you know who it was that night?" The Emperor Zong bit the sensitive spot on the chest of the female, and asked with a pleasant chuckle.

Originally, he was already [-]-[-]% sure that his innate instinct for his own bloodline could not be ignored. I am afraid that his lover is also aware of this, so he will try his best to pass on what he has learned during training... It is to let the lover underestimate it.

"..." The female insect didn't make a sound, but looked up at the male insect secretly from time to time.

The Emperor Zong took a closer look at his lover's expression. At this time, the other's body was like a cooked shrimp, and his skin glowed with an attractive light pink color.

The male worm squinted his eyes, and his voice was low and somewhat hoarse, "How do you know it's mine, huh?"

The female gritted her teeth and remained silent.

The males rubbed lightly without rushing, "Shape, size, or strength?"

He leaned down, bit his lover's earlobe lightly, and whispered in his ear, "Or is it the superb technique of hitting sensitive points?"

Amid the embarrassment and shyness of the Zong Emperor, the Zong Emperor turned off the lights.