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He smiled slightly, his eyes as bright and clear as water, filled with millions of deep emotions, and like a bottomless pool that wanted to suck people in. It’s as if there is a seemingly non-existent breath with a subtle feeling of pressure, it caresses her limbs and bones, as soft as a spring breeze.
"Yao Yue can teach me whatever she wants."
The look in his eyes made her heart tremble, she hugged his neck and blushed to her ears, and she could only let out a soft hum from her nose.
Jiang Mi took advantage of the situation and spread her legs and lay between her legs, which were already flooded. The heavy breathing from the tip of his nose fell on the soft lips, and he carefully looked at the source of honey under her body in the moonlight.
For a moment, he felt that the fairy was really beautiful. Just like the begonia flower given to him, it was pink and bright, waiting for people to suck the flower dew.
His hot tongue slowly wrapped around the flower core and licked it gently. She hurriedly grabbed his hair and tried to push it away, but she also wanted him to bury it deeper. He also interlocked with her fingers, making her live and suffer from this hot desire.
"Ah—Jiang Mi..."
An itching sensation, rushed to the top of her head. She shouted his name randomly, and tears filled her eyes with pleasure.
The flexible tongue gently opened the slit filled with liquid, licked the slippery and delicate soft flesh, touched the sensitive point, and entangled it teasingly, tightening the flesh when the girl moaned. He deliberately pressed it, grinded it hard, and then sucked away all the honey that flowed out, making a lustful sucking sound.
Her body trembled, and she kept c*mming. She was dripping with sweat, her eyes were wandering, and her white toes curled up in comfort.
"Yao Yue, are you feeling good?"
The young man's eyes were full of tenderness and obsession. However, his hands were like a drowning person holding on to driftwood, tightly gripping her waist and not letting go. His long and thick c*ck violently pushed open the post-org*sm honey hole. Her upper body instantly bent into a thin bow, and she let out a broken moan.
The ferocious c*ck did not stop, even when she was stretched to the point of becoming sore. It was grinding against the flower heart, and more sticky liquid flowed down, and the exposed part was also dripping wet. The hot and tender hole kept sucking him. When he pulled out and then pushed in, the tightening flesh walls already made his limbs extremely comfortable, so he could only groan and tighten his grasp on her slender waist.
"Yao Yue, uh, please be gentle. Be gentle."
It was clear that the bumps on his lower body were getting harder each time, and he still wanted to tell her to be gentle. She couldn't laugh or cry for a moment, so she could only hold his chest, which was as hard as a stone, to vent her anger.
"You—where did you learn to be so shameless?"
He didn't answer but took the initiative to hold her hand and massage his chest muscles. His low and hoarse breathing made her heart beat like a drum. Her shrinking flesh tightly held the iron-like c*ck, and she could even clearly feel it. There are hideous veins on it.
The entrance of the hole was sore from being rubbed by his slightly hard pubic hair, but it brought out another kind of pleasure, and the flesh of the hole began to squirm and open again with his moans. There was a buzzing in her head, and the pleasure reached its peak in an instant. Every inch of her meridians passed through it, and her whole body convulsed.
This tightening made Jiang Mi's waist and eyes go numb, and he couldn't even hold on. He let out a trembling growl from his throat, pressed her hard, and c*mmed tremblingly.
The two people's bodies and breaths overlapped, and the sweat melted between the close skins, becoming extremely sticky and ambiguous.
His thick eyelashes were still trembling slightly, which made her heart feel as if she were being brushed by feathers. She couldn't help but touch his chin gently with her fingertips, as if teasing a spiritual beast.
Sure enough, no matter how many times I watched him, I still felt that his expression whenever he c*m was too beautiful, but I still felt a bit stupid for having to be tortured by him for so long just for this moment.
Her fingers rubbed it, making the tip of Jiang Mi's heart itch slightly, as if an electric current had passed through his body, and the evil root still buried in her flower hole became hard again.
"Jiang Mi—"
Yao Yue let out a helpless sigh and poked his chest seriously.
"You would really be underestimating your talent if you didn't go to the Hehuan Sect."
"It just so happens that the Six Heavenly Desires technique is much more powerful than the Hehuan's Yin-Yang techinique. Why don't you do it?"
Fortunately, this fool was born in Tianjun. If he were born in the north, he would definitely be captured to make a furnace.
The flush on his face has not faded. His c*ck is buried in her body and refuses to be pulled out. He restrains himself from moving, as if this way he cannot be discovered and stay a little longer.
Of course, she would not give him a chance to deceive her. She used her right hand to cast a spell on his chest. His limbs instantly lost strength, and he could no longer hold her back.
"Yao Yue..."
Looking at her and begging with regret, as if he were a stray dog that had lost its shelter in the storm.
"I promise not to move! Let me stay inside you."
"No, I said I would teach you a lesson."
She half-smiled and maliciously stretched out her fingers to rub the most sensitive area under the glans. She saw his lower abdomen tremble. He spurted a mouthful of s*men, but his body was motionless, and he could only look at her resentfully. Only then did she feel relieved.
"Okay, let's get down to business." Her voice was still hoarse after the pleasure, but her expression became serious.
"Tomorrow I will sneak into your Scripture Pavilion. If you are on duty, change shifts with others. I don't want to implicate you."
Naturally, she did not come to Wanjian Mountain for nothing. This morning, while everyone was gathered at Shaoyang Peak, she found out the way to the Scripture Pavilion on Guiyi Peak.
Jiang Mi was slightly startled.
"What are you going to do in the Scripture Pavilion?"
"Of course it's for the Heavenly Sword scripture."
What is the difference between Wanjian Mountain without the sword master and a tiger without teeth?