long night walk

Chapter 1461 Looking for a supplement (1)

In the cold night, even the conversation between Ning Feiyan and Shu Ci could not stop the secret ambiguity.

The gauze hanging between the beds carved from ivory white jade fluttered like dead leaves in the wind. In the hazy light, I saw the two figures gradually overlapping.

The jade-like delicate body pinched the slender waist and the voice sounded slowly, and the thin and pale boy's body trembled in the cold but ambiguous air.

The red thread is faintly joyful, the golden sandalwood smoke is light, the golden thread is new, and the true body can be seen in the cloud and smoke shadow.

Lingding's white jade-like body lifted up and swam like a snake, rising higher and higher amidst the tangle of scattered red threads, while his cold and long nasal voice subtly conveyed some charming meaning.

The atmosphere suddenly became quiet.

The ninety-nine body lying on Balian's body moved slightly sideways. A snowy arm, as white as jade in the night, was slowly lifted up. A piece of red thread was loosely wrapped between the slender and smooth fingers carved from jade. .

The soft and slender red line faintly crossed Bailian's pale and lean shoulders. It was clearly an ambiguous move that seemed to be touching but not touching. However, the red Luan thread was wrapped around such a slightly cool finger, but there was something... A bit indifferent and ascetic.

But even so, Balian still felt an indescribable tremor in the red line between his fingers, which made his heart restless.

The red line split at the touch of the thin red wound, and the doll did not have a strong sense of shame.

Bailian inhaled softly, making a sound of pain.

Jiujiu raised the corners of her lips calmly, put one hand through the back of Bailian's neck, and her five long and soft fingers were like trapping a young prey that fell under her body, holding his tightly. nape of neck.

She raised her eyebrows and quietly observed Jiujiu's face. Although she showed no expression as always, Ning Feiyan, who was best at observing words and expressions, noticed her subtle discomfort.

Six Consciousnesses had already been ashamed by Jiujiu's shocking movements. All he could think of was the image of Bai Lian being tied up. How could he dare to step forward and take another look?

Listening to Balian's apparently indignant but threatening words, Jiujiu remained unmoved at all. She even raised her fingers and said with a casual look on her face: "Well, your body is so flexible."

Even though she was teasing him like this, Ninety-Nine's face still had a cold and cold color. She flipped her fingers lightly, not even seeing the shameful and angry look on Bailian's face. She naturally controlled the red thread and twisted it around.

Jiujiu chuckled lightly, and the red line under his finger stretched out as if it would never have a limit, wrapping around his slender legs, making the veins in his slim body exposed, and the veins beating vigorously, looking from a distance , quite a bit of the aesthetic conception of the red jade-carved unicorn belt.

The knuckles of his restrained hands were pale when pinched, and there was a hint of anxiety and panic in his eyes: "No..."

This kind of binding method actually brings out a kind of literary and artistic poetic realm to this puppet boss.

Perhaps A'luo herself had not thought that one day, with the help of the red rope, her real name, which she had hidden so shyly, would be revealed to the public.

With a gentle tone, Nv Mo Ning gently pulled out a piece of his hair with two slender fingers. There was a hint of provocation in her charming eyes: "I'll teach you what to do now. I won't be able to do anything while I'm tied up." When eating mermaid meat, don’t say such cruel and stupid words, otherwise you will suffer the consequences in turn.”

Seeing that his six senses were useless, Jiujiu glanced at Ning Feiyan, who was pretending to eat melon seeds, and said concisely and concisely: "I'll give you a piece of string when the time comes."

This doll girl really has the potential to be a succubus.

Jiujiu said as if he suddenly found some new interesting idea: "Anyway, you have a lot of women, and I don't mind working with them to develop and explore your body, so I can make more ropes and work with them. Not a bad look.”

He couldn't even feel how the palm exerted force. All the strength in Balian's body seemed to be drained out in an instant, and his bent legs fell limply again.

She slowly raised her charming and soft body, smiled with crooked eyebrows, and there was a bright light in her eyes: "If the official really wants to pluck out all the hair on my body, it won't be impossible when your rope is untied." There’s an opportunity.”

Bailian's blood boiled: "Ning Feiyan! You are not allowed to take pictures! Don't take pictures! Bad cat! When I get better, I will pluck out all your arrogant hair!"

"If you are worried that the Goddess Xishan will cause trouble for me, then don't worry about it. She can't defeat me. Even if she comes to cause trouble, I can still pull out more of his hair and twist it to make more red hair like this. The rope will tie you up, um..."

"Yo? You're so cruel. Your hair hasn't even grown yet, and you want to pluck someone else's hair?"

After she placed the shadow-catching stone, she lay on the edge of the bed without anyone leaving, her eyes wide open, and she stretched out her slender jade fingers to poke his face.

Ning Feiyan was a rebellious person, and the more fierce Balian scolded her, the more arrogant she became.

"Fu! Confused!" No matter how docile Balian's temper was, he couldn't help but be so excited that his hair was boiling at this moment.

Balian's throat rolled, and his body tensed up. A pair of slender legs stood up on his knees. His whole body seemed to be stared at by a tempting and dangerous snake, and his body instinctively wanted to escape.

Ning Feiyan, who was secretly jealous at first, was so shocked by the scene in front of her that her eyes widened and her heart was filled with excitement.

It hit the thin red wound that was pricked by Hongzhuang's poisonous nails, which immediately caused Balian to hiss lightly, with a look of pain on his face.

Ninety-Nine's one jade hand was always firmly grasping the back of Bai Lian's neck, and the other hand controlled the red rope without changing his expression.

The fingertips were wrapped with thread, and the red rope was drawn inch by inch.

Bailian's body was shaken, his expression was indescribably wonderful, and he gritted his teeth and said: "You... can you still be a little more unruly? Is the red rope such a fool? If the Goddess Xishan knows that you are using her If you do such a dirty and shameless thing with your hair, I'm afraid I will hate you for the rest of your life."

After all, Ninety-Nine has a temperament that listens to others' advice. The red thread wrapped around the snow-white fingertips finally hovered.

It is always difficult to identify the two words in ancient writings.

"Okay~" Ning Feiyan threw away the melon seeds in her hand and happily took out the shadow-catching stones. She also carefully and professionally placed them from all directions, taking pictures without any blind spots.

Her fingers were falling, but Balian's heart was lifted tightly.

The Demon Lord's real name is printed in a vague way, as if underneath the paranoid and crazy possessiveness, there are some shy little thoughts of the estranged daughter's family. The name is hidden deeply and obscurely, and it's embarrassing for Balian to see it with her own eyes. , only he can touch it.

Even when the demon king was called by his true name, the color was as bright as fire, red and enchanting, reflecting the entwining and binding of the beautiful red threads, creating an indescribable ambiguity.

The tingling sensation that seemed to be tactile but not tactile dissipated as the red line moved away.

Give her a red string, and a man can actually play such tricks on her.

"Why are you calling someone's name so loudly?"

Xiao Hongzhuang, who was considered a shameful succubus, dropped the knife in her hand in shock and opened her mouth, looking like a country bumpkin in amazement.

Bailian's body trembled violently.

As she said that, she turned to look at Six Senses and said seriously: "Get some capture stones and record this scene. I will show it to Xishan one day. She will definitely be furious and actively provoke me. In this way, we can strike later. Since we are on the right side, we can pull out her hair without restraint."

With just the right intention to please, she gently hooked the palm of her hand with her little finger, hooked the hanging red rope, and slightly loosened the red thread on Balian's body. The red threads intertwined, and finally Then he gently tied a big red bow on his chest.

As if he had tied up an exquisite gift and dedicated it to her, Ning Feiyan ignored Balian's murderous gaze, smiled sweetly at Jiujiu, and said obediently:

"Sister, you can enjoy it now~"

Liu Shi was already ashamed and ashamed. She couldn't help but glance at Hongzhuang and said, "The abilities of your succubus clan really live up to their reputation. Does she really have no shame at all?"

Hong Zhuang's originally pretty face suddenly turned as red as silk, and she didn't know where to put her eyes. After hearing these nondescript words of praise, her fervent heart of admiration for Ning Feiyan and Wu Nao became even more intense. unstoppable.

She raised her little head proudly and said: "That's natural. My sister is the most powerful, amazing, and greatest succubus in the history of the world. No one can match her. Look at her beautiful way of binding people with red threads. "

The six senses look subtle.

This... this can also be boasted?

Ning Feiyan's sultry skills are really powerful. When it's over, she brushes off her clothes and hides her merit and fame.

But after teasingly scratching Bailian's chin, he finally left before he could curse, leaving the battlefield to Ninety-nine.

Ninety-nine sat on top of Bailian, looking at him with a direct and scrutinizing gaze, which made Bailian feel ashamed.

He became angry and said: "What does this look like? Untie it for me quickly and tie your hands."

Ninety-nine eyes looked playfully: "What are you doing when you untie it? It looks pretty good."

Bailian saw Jiujiu's next plan, and immediately felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy, "You, you, you...don't you want to tie...?" Jiujiu untied the clothes piled around his waist and said disapprovingly. : "Why not?"

Balian bounced on the bed like a fish, with resistance written all over his body.

With a faint smile on Jiujiu's face, he slowly raised his body and knelt down on either side of Bailian's waist. His clothes slowly slid off like water. His snow-white slender thighs were slender but not boneless, and his snow-white skin revealed a pink luster. , just like suet dyeing the clouds, the snow reflecting the twilight, shining white.

There was no hint of shyness on Jiujiu's face. He was very natural and sat down without hesitation.

There was a layer of goosebumps on Balian's back immediately, his eyes were straight, and his body that was moving randomly seemed to be holding a vital point, and suddenly became stiff and motionless.

Balian was trembling and shocked at the same time.

He looked at Jiujiu, who had already undressed and sat down. His eyes were as clear and cold as ink jade sinking into the water, like smoke enveloping the cold water and the moon enveloping the sand. There was no trace of lust, and his unique face revealed a few traces of it. He was very careless, but his movements were very unbridled and revealing.

The clothes on her body were spread out in layers like flowers. There was a hint of indifference and a bit of contempt hidden between her cold brows and eyes. Her slender snow-white willow waist was swaying in a cool and charming way.

Jiujiu narrowed her cold eyes forbearingly, the feeling of incomparable fit emerged spontaneously, and a strong emotion hit her mind.

Her snow-white back is taut into a graceful arc, and her straight and slightly tapered body is gentle in color. Her body is already excellent, well-proportioned and slender, with unique bones, stretched to the extreme, and an indescribable feeling. The contradictory feeling of prohibition and desire.

Jiujiu's cool hands were placed on the young man's strong belly. The way she closed her eyes slightly and looked down showed a different kind of charm.

There was a faint smile on her cold face: "Sure enough, the key that the master customized for me is a perfect match for Yinghuo."

She slowly leaned down on Leng Yu's delicate body and rubbed against Balian's chest in a subtle way.

It caused Balian's thin body to tremble in the cold night.

But Ninety-Nine's cold little hand pressed against his chest as firmly as a mountain, making it difficult for him to move at all.

Looking at the young man whose eyes were gradually turning red, Jiujiu lay down, and the light body fragrance lingering on the tip of his nose was gradually filled with a faint breath that was extremely alluring.

The cold doll was leaning up like a fairy and looking at him dimly. Her long satin-like hair flowed between her snow-white slender arms, showing the two ultimate beauties of enchantment and coldness.

She just covered him with a faint and cool feeling, but her body gradually heated up, with the damage and temperature that would be fatal to men, completely occupying a dominant position.

A jade-like slender arm was raised and clasped the back of Balian's head, and five slender fingers with distinct joints were inserted deeply into his hair.

She tilted her head slightly, opened her lips and bit on Balian's chin gently, her cold voice was actually bewitching: "No matter how many times we sleep, it's still the same fit. Master, do you think so?"

Her unique voice, as clear as ice, doesn't make anyone think of it, but it still makes Balian's eyelashes tremble, his Adam's apple rolling up and down, and his throat itching.

No reply was heard from Balian.

But Jiujiu got the answer he wanted from the body underneath him that was gradually boiling with blood.

She smiled softly, and her seemingly cold eyes melted into the boundless night, but she could still catch the hunting light hidden deep in her eyes.

Ninety-nine's beautiful white fingers slowly caressed Bailian's lean and strong abdominal muscles. It was clearly that look in his eyes, but there was a soft and soothing tenderness under his hands.

Balian had to admit that this woman was truly gifted in some aspects.

She is really good at it.

Jiujiu came closer and whispered: "Master, please beg me."

Balian swallowed his dry throat. If he had to lose face in front of his woman when they were alone, it would be no shame to just ask for it.

But this doll was really hateful, and it was clearly intended to establish his power in front of everyone.

How could Balian do as she wished.

He turned his head away with difficulty and snorted.

Jiujiu withdrew her palm from his hair and pinched his chin with two fingers to straighten his face. She pressed her body closer, leaned her head closer, and kissed her gently. He gave him a peck on the lips.

He felt Bai Lian's body stiffen, as if he didn't expect that Jiujiu would take the initiative to kiss him.

Seeing the look of surprise in Bailian's eyes, Jiujiu chuckled, and his pair of beautiful green eyes slightly bent: "You are really... easy to coax."

In terms of positioning, Ninety-nine Difficulties is very good, and it will not give up until it forces people into a desperate situation.

But on the master's bed, it's better to just stop there.

The palm that was pressing firmly on Bailian's chest finally moved away like a favor.

People in red clothes and six senses are ashamed to look at it, and their faces turn red just by hearing the sound. People are already familiar with it.

Ning Feiyan lay on the edge of the bed, clicking her tongue.

The ninety-nine jade-colored snowy forehead was soon covered with fine beads of sweat. She gasped softly, loosened the fingers that were holding Balian's chin, and gently held Balian's cheeks with her two palms.

Her clear and moist eyes were elegant and subtle, but her words were extremely direct: "Master... do you want to kiss me?"

The two people's breaths intertwined, almost touching, if there was something but not yet more and more alluring, the cold and clear, thin lips like a red line were very close, facing Bailian's cheek, but only a paper distance apart.

The sudden ambiguous and tender atmosphere made Balian's movements slow down. He made a vague response in his throat, raised his head and kissed her lips.

Unexpectedly, this doll was extremely skillful in its remoteness, so she turned her head away.

Balian's lips could only lightly touch her sweaty cheek.

Before he could frown and express his dissatisfaction, Jiujiu used a little effort to push himself up, his waist sagging.

Bailian suddenly lost all his strength.

Jiujiu retreated and advanced, not giving Balian a chance to get angry or emotional. She held his cheeks and pressed their foreheads against each other. Her cold voice was rarely softer, and she was gentle but also had a hint of teasing command. .

"Open your mouth."

Balian pursed his lips tightly.

Jiujiu chuckled lightly, lowered her eyes and pretended to be expressionless, rubbed her lips lightly against Bai Lian's lips, and then separated.

She repeated it again.

"Open your mouth."

This time, Balian opened his mouth obediently.

The moment her lips were slightly opened, Ninety-nine's eyes instantly became dark. Almost in the next moment, she fell down, her angular thin lips slightly opened, with a cool and extremely strong desire, and she was extremely Leaning in lingeringly.

The warm breath fell on his lips and tongue, and she looked for him and hooked softly.

Close at hand was Jiujiu's ascetic and cold face.

Her grandma has legs!

Balian rarely kissed Jiujiu. How did she get such superb kissing skills?

It must have been that when he didn't know it, he secretly searched for furnace knowledge and worked tirelessly to make up for it.

(End of this chapter)