The Harem Rescue Project

Han Shengyao was lying on the ground, her hair loose and flowing like seaweed, glowing with the cool luster of the moonlight. She looked at Lin Qianshuang, who was resting on top with one hand and her eyes were closed. Her soft eyelashes trembled slightly. Like a butterfly's wings fluttering up and down, the flushed cheeks are extraordinarily bright and moving.

The tips of the noses of the two touched lightly from time to time with the kissing posture and the exchange of breaths, and a palpitating hot air flowed on the sides of the two.

Han Shengyao was caught off guard by Lin Qianshuang's kiss, she could feel the temptation of the tip of her tongue and the green and unskilled kiss.

Her apprentice was so strong that he pressed her to the ground, his condescending posture was very aggressive.

Han Shengyao clenched her teeth tightly, allowing the other party to rape wantonly, her face remained calm, her body was slightly stiff and motionless, and the thoughts in her mind were in a mess.

Now if she rebuffs her apprentice rashly, and her apprentice asks if the kiss is wrong, or brings up something worse about the bed, she doesn't know how to answer.

It must be Du Shuang, a veteran of Fengyue, who threw bad albums around and stained his apprentice's eyes with erotic pictures.

Han Shengyao cursed Du Shuang a few times in her heart, if her apprentice was misled by the erotic pictures and did not follow the normal way of yin and yang in the future, she is so feminine, she must have a good fight with Du Shuang, Abandon her hand, so as not to harm others.

As Shuang'er's personal master and her only pet owner, Han Shengyao felt that it was necessary for her to teach Lin Qianshuang another lesson at this moment and correct her wrong behavior.

Especially now that she is kissing someone of the same sex.

Han Shengyao made up her mind, slightly opened her tightly closed teeth, and when the disciple's tongue penetrated indiscriminately, she took a heavy bite like punishment, and when the other party left in pain, Fan Ke was the main one. He turned over and pressed the person above him under him, and grabbed the restless hands of the opponent with one hand and pressed them to the ground.

Her eyes were slightly dimmed with purple light, she must be subdued by her apprentice before she can properly educate her!

Lin Qianshuang went all out, thinking that even if it was really going to happen, she must have the upper hand.

She took the initiative to hold down Han Shengyao's shoulder, and kissed for a long time in a very threatening and semi-oppressive posture. She tried her best to get no response from Han Shengyao. Take a bite.

Sure enough, Han Shengyao is just a piece of wood, a straight girl meets a straight girl, two people who are not on the channel, no matter how hot their enthusiasm is, they can't warm each other up.

Lin Qianshuang watched Han Shengyao push her away as expected.

She doesn't believe that Han Shengyao, who has a crush in her heart and has a normal sexuality, will really attack a woman because of the lust ignited by her.

Her hand was grabbed by the other party and pressed firmly to the ground, unable to move.

Lin Qianshuang instinctively felt that this posture was unfavorable. She was worried that Han Shengyao would get angry, so she took the lead in showing the pitiful and helpless posture of the weak.

She pretended to be a little disappointed on her face, and when she realized that her hands were bound, she showed an expression of grievance, her eyes were slightly moist and she raised her gaze to Han Shengyao, and said softly and softly:

"Master, why didn't you react like the person pictured in the book? Is there something wrong with the apprentice?"

Han Shengyao stared at Lin Qianshuang for a few seconds, did not answer, and there was no sign of anger on her face. Instead, she hugged Lin Qianshuang horizontally with one hand, and jumped out of the clothes from the open window. Flying in the sky with the magic energy.

Lin Qianshuang leaned against Han Shengyao's arms, shivered by the icy night wind, and said pitifully. "Master, where are you taking me..."

She was a little confused about Han Shengyao's current behavior. She didn't get angry, and she didn't answer a single word. Instead, she took her out of the room so inexplicably. What's going on?

When Han Shengyao lost her figure and breath and hugged her into a room with lewd words, hid in the corner and forced her to watch a man and woman on the bed, Lin Qianshuang suddenly understood Han Shengyao Yao's intentions, the expression on his face is dumbfounding.

Seeing her doing that kind of behavior, Han Shengyao probably thought that Du Shuang's coercion on her affected her, fearing that her young heart would be covered by shadows, and even more afraid that she would be bent by Du Shuang, so she came here Then come out.

Lin Qianshuang's head was clamped by Han Shengyao behind him, watching the violent upside-down on the bed, the couple made the bed humming, and the sound of water and milk made both of them blush.

Looking at such a lively porn, a normal heterosexual would react.

Lin Qianshuang was forced by Han Shengyao to watch all the unsightly scenes. Whenever she wanted to look away, Han Shengyao forced her back again. A burst of fire quickly ignited, her throat was so dry that she wanted to drink water, her body temperature gradually rose like a fish on a frying pan, and she writhed a few times in discomfort.

Han Shengyao behind her was not much better either, her breathing obviously became slightly heavier, and the hand around her waist also slowly tightened a bit.

The two of them were already very close to each other, and after the body temperature gradually rose, the naked/naked skin that was close to each other felt a bit hot and rubbing.

"Master, I'm very hot, can you let me go?"

Lin Qianshuang had no choice but to speak, now she was so hot that she wanted to jump out of the pool and swim a few laps immediately.

She couldn't breathe and turned her head to look at Han Shengyao pleadingly, but she was stunned by Han Shengyao's charming and blushing face.

Han Shengyao's purple eyes stared at the woman who was pressed under the man on the bed and moved up and down with the primitive rhythm. She didn't know what she was thinking. The pupils were very dark and deep, and against that was stained with love//desire With a noble and clean face, there is no trace of indescribable style.

"Master?"

Lin Qianshuang's hand wavered in front of Han Shengyao's eyes.

Han Shengyao's eyes slowly focused on Lin Qianshuang's face, as if waking up from a daze, her hands around Lin Qianshuang loosened abruptly.

Lin Qianshuang was suddenly let go by Han Shengyao, her legs went limp, her whole body was pushed forward by inertia, and she fell to the ground.

The man and woman who were still fighting fiercely on the bed suddenly noticed the movement. The man quickly covered the woman under him with a quilt, and in a panic picked up the saber he carried with him, looked around, and said, "Who! Come out for me!"

Lin Qianshuang was stunned for a moment, and after confirming that the man couldn't see her at all, she felt relieved.

Seeing that their whereabouts had been spotted by the owner, Han Shengyao picked up Lin Qianshuang who was still sitting on the ground, and dragged her out of the house quickly.

This time she didn't hug Lin Qianshuang up again, but gently lifted her up with her devilish energy, and they flew away together.

Lin Qianshuang was thrown by Han Shengyao into Du Shuang's study in Yixiang Building. She just rubbed her waist and got up when the music score of Liu Fangqu was thrown on top of her head, hit her head, and fell into her arms.

"Memorize the piano score, this is the Devil Emperor's favorite song, you will be the Devil Emperor's person in the future, you must remember that the harmony of yin and yang is the correct way in the world, women's and men's styles are all crooked, which will not benefit your cultivation. "

"I have already injected the method of meditation into the piano. You can know it by playing it. At noon tomorrow, I will come to check your homework."

Han Shengyao's voice was very cold. She stood upright in a plain skirt, looking aloof and inviolable. The atmosphere around her was a little low, which made Lin Qianshuang feel very depressed.

boom.

The door to the study was closed.

Lin Qianshuang sat cross-legged on the ground holding the piano score, sweating coldly and relaxed.

She was scared to death, Han Shengyao had a gloomy face just now, she thought that she was going to settle the final score for her disrespect.

Unexpectedly, the other party seemed to be in a hurry and left without saying a few words.

Is Du Shuang looking for her?No way, it's very late now, what can I do?

Lin Qianshuang took the piano score to drive out all the thoughts in her head, and turned to playing the piano with concentration to absorb the meditation method passed by Han Shengyao into the sea of ​​​​spiritual consciousness.

Through Wan Lai's quiet meditation space, Lin Qianshuang gathered the magic energy and began to practice step by step.

The most important thing now is to build the foundation.

As Han Shengyao said, Moyu respects the strong, and if she wants to gain the recognition and respect of others, she must make herself stronger.

Lin Qianshuang bit her lower lip, her eyes were extraordinarily bright under the faint candle shadow in the darkness, she already had a series of plans in her heart.

It's just that these plans are based on her having a certain level of strength.

In a room in Yixiang Building.

Han Shengyao took off all her clothes to reveal her snow-white body. She poured a bucket of icy lake water over her head, the cold breath lingered on her collarbone, and the water flowed down her curvy chin and fell to the ground.

The biting cold couldn't dampen the heat that couldn't escape from her body.

When accompanying her apprentice to watch the happy couple, she always paid attention to the expression of the woman under the man for some reason.

When the woman was distorted by pain and joy, she remembered the night when she went mad, when she bit the apprentice's neck, the apprentice's little face was also distorted in this way.

The apprentice's blood was very delicious. At that time, there was only one thought in her mind, wanting to bite her whole body, suck all her blood, and monopolize everything about her.

Then, without knowing it, Han Shengyao substituted that woman into Lin Qianshuang's face, imagining that she was under her... and also showed such an indescribable expression.

Han Shengyao's hot hands stroked the cold side face where the water dripped down, her eyes gradually calmed down in the frenzy, and deeply buried the most terrible desire in her heart.

She must never have such dangerous thoughts again.

To Mo Xiu, the attraction of Fengyang's blood is like sex, with a deadly temptation.

It must be Shuang'er's blood that confused her thoughts.

Han Shengyao used the excuse of Fengyang's blood to suppress all the emotions that touched her heart, took the towel off the screen and dried her body, and recovered her indifferent expression.

The face of the Demon Emperor appeared in her mind.

They have been inseparable since childhood.

She likes Ye Heng, and it is only natural that Ye Heng will fall in love with her because of her childhood sweetheart relationship.

It just backfired.

Han Shengyao stepped out of the bathtub, and put on her coat with the corners of her mouth slightly pursed.

Those pictures must be hallucinations caused by too much emotional ups and downs recently.

Shuang'er is so icy and smart, under her nurturing, she will become the most suitable queen in the Demon Realm.

When Ye Heng sees her, he will definitely like her, from the inside out.

Han Shengyao walked to the window, gently pushed it away, let the icy wind blow across her cheeks, her purple eyes were dark and complicated, and she looked at the waning moon in the sky.This is the only thing she can do for Ye Heng after asking for nothing.

Even if the person beside her is not her, that person must not be Bai Wan.

"The saint is really in a good mood, taking a cold shower at night,"

A frivolous and carefree female voice came from the top of the attic opposite.

Han Shengyao looked up, and Du Shuang was sitting on the roof, looking at her with a half-smile expression on her face, and there was an altar of fine Nurhong at her feet, and she poured it in with a bowl of wine in her hand. The wine soaked the coat.