My wife is a sword fairy

Mr. Zhao felt that he was very innocent. It was clearly requested by Master Sword Immortal to experience the feeling of desire. He went to satisfy her desire, but she slapped him over with a palm, and he couldn't move, and he didn't help If I vent my anger, I am really unlucky for eight lifetimes, and I am wronged, even more wronged than Wu Dalang!

"Xiyue, we agreed not to do anything!" Zhao Qingzheng cried.

Ming Xiyue blushed, leaning on the back of the sofa, tremblingly said: "I'm sorry, I lost my composure."

Zhao Qingzheng said: "Then quickly untie it and let me get up!"

Ming Xiyue nodded, twitched her hand and played a spell, Zhao Qingzheng felt relaxed all over, and stood up.

It doesn't matter at this stop, but seeing the bottomless mysterious and tender gully hidden in Ming Xiyue's nightdress, the little friend who had been quiet for a while immediately stood up again, and Ming Xiyue Yue felt weak all over, and didn't notice Zhao Qingzheng's abnormality.

Zhao Qingzheng hurriedly sat down, then took out two tissues, leaned over, and said, "Xiyue, what's wrong with you? Are you sick?"

Ming Xiyue flinched hastily, and said: "No, don't touch me, as soon as you touch me, I feel uncomfortable."

Zhao Qingzheng smiled mischievously, and put down the paper towel that was going to wipe Ming Xiyue's sweat.

"I'm exhausted now, what should I do?" Ming Xiyue felt relieved.

She is abstinent, or she has been abstinent for hundreds of years. Once this desire breaks out, it is really a bit unbearable. It is like a woman trying to seduce this man. At first the man endured it, but in the end the man endured it. I can't hold it anymore, it exploded even more violently...

"It will be fine if you get some sleep." Zhao Qingzheng said.

Zhao Qingzheng walked over, and hugged Ming Xiyue by the waist, warm and soft in his arms, and instantly had the urge to "do" her, but reason told Zhao Qingzheng that this was not feasible, and if he did, he would Let's just wait to die... Although it is said that peony flowers die, and being a ghost is also romantic, but it is also a death of exhaustion, not being hacked to death with a sword.

"Let go of me, what are you going to do!" Ming Xiyue said in surprise.

"Hold you to rest, don't worry, if I want to get you, I will only be aboveboard. I want to capture your heart, and then get your body." Zhao Qingzheng carried Ming Xiyue into the room, put her on the bed, Said softly.

Ming Xiyue's face turned slightly red, and she nodded.

Ming Xiyue's room was filled with a fragrance, this fragrance seemed to be the fragrance of orchids, Zhao Qingzheng understood that it was Ming Xiyue's body fragrance.

"and many more!"

Seeing that Zhao Qingzheng was about to go out, and Ming Xiyue was struggling with herself, she hurriedly said.

Zhao Qingzheng turned around and said, "What's wrong?"

Ming Xiyue's legs squirmed slightly, crossed together, and shyly said: "My trousers are wet and sticky, and it feels so uncomfortable, can you...can you help, help me take them off."

After hearing this, Zhao Qingzheng was stunned.

"Okay, okay! I'll take it off for you right now." Zhao Qingzheng said hastily.

"You take the quilt over and cover me first, and then you take it off." Ming Xiyue said softly.

Zhao Qingzheng hurriedly brought over the quilt from the side, covering Ming Xiyue from the lower abdomen.

Afterwards, Zhao Qingzheng reached into the quilt and touched Ming Xiyue's delicate little feet. The sword fairy's skin was really smooth and tender, and he followed her feet all the way up, but he didn't dare to go too far. Touching it is a bit carefree, touching it occasionally...but every time he touches it, Lord Sword Immortal will tremble.Cough, I finally touched the edge of Ming Xiyue's underwear at the waist, and then slowly took it off, at the end, it seems that my fingers accidentally touched a bunch of hair?Is it hallucination?

But at this moment, Ming Xiyue seemed to have lost all the strength she had just regained, her hands gently grasping the bed sheet, her face had a pained and happy expression, her brows wrinkled into the word "Chuan".

"Help me get a pair of trousers out of the drawer, and help me put them on again." Ming Xiyue was really helpless, if she wasn't so weak and tired even when she moved, why would she ask Zhao Qingzheng to do this shameful thing for her.

Zhao Qingzheng was holding the pair of pink lace underwear that Ming Xiyue took off, which was still a little sticky...

Hearing Ming Xiyue's words, Zhao Qingzheng hastily found out another pair of pink underwear. It seems that the beautiful sword fairy has a special liking for pink underwear... Then, he experienced a lot of torture and enjoyment Finally, Zhao Qingzheng finally completed this arduous task.

Why is it called torture and enjoyment?

This is of course torture, I feel uncomfortable all over, and I dare not overthrow this beautiful sword fairy who has brought disaster to the country and the people. Not a treat?

Zhao Qingzheng wiped his nose, afraid that he would bleed from the nose.

"Okay, you go out." Ming Xiyue breathed a sigh of relief, and said softly, feeling much more comfortable after changing into a pair of pants.

Zhao Qingzheng looked at Ming Xiyue's pink and tender thighs with some reluctance, and then backed away. Ming Xiyue couldn't help smiling when he saw it, and secretly called this kid a pervert!But I was very happy in my heart, why, because his perverted look proved that he was pretty, if he wasn't pretty, how could he be so fascinated by this guy?

"Ah...he still has my pair of trousers in his hand." Ming Xiyue suddenly blushed again.

Zhao Qingzheng only felt that his whole body was burning with desire, so he rushed into the bathroom and took a shower. When he was done, he used Fifth Miss to vent on the pair of trousers worn by Lord Sword Immortal. The problem of insomnia... In other words, ten drops of blood for one drop of essence!Zhao Qingzheng has been here three times since this afternoon, and he was indeed a little tired, so he fell asleep lying on the bed.

The next morning, Ming Xiyue was standing on the balcony watering the flowers.

Her long hair hangs down to her waist, her lovely nightdress hangs down to her calves, and her delicate little feet are wearing a pair of flip flops, she really looks like a house goddess... But, to be honest, no matter what Ming Xiyue wears The clothes can be worn with the taste of a goddess. Even if she wears a beggar's outfit, she will probably have the title of a beggar goddess.

The sun shone on her body, giving her a beautiful feeling.

Zhao Qingzheng stared blankly, but after a while he suddenly realized: "Oh shit, I'm going to be late!"

I was just about to change clothes, but I couldn't help but slap my forehead, isn't today the fucking weekend?

Lord Sword Immortal turned his head and said, "You're awake."

But she was startled suddenly, staring at Zhao Qingzheng's right hand.

"Uh?"

Zhao Qingzheng looked down, and saw that he was still holding the pair of underwear that Ming Xiyue took off yesterday in his hand, the faces of both of them turned red immediately, as if on fire, and Zhao Qingzheng hurriedly took the pair of underwear I put it in my pocket, smiled and said: "Uh, I was too tired yesterday, I forgot to wash it, let's throw it in the washing machine and wash it together."

Ming Xiyue blushed, but her expression was extremely cold, she snorted and said, "You are so wretched!"

"puff!"

Zhao Qingzheng had the urge to vomit blood, if you hadn't tempted me to take off your pants yesterday, would I have done this?Although, although...the underwear really smells good.

Ming Xiyue used scissors to repair the flowers on the balcony, and said lightly: "Breakfast is ready, go and eat."

Zhao Qingzheng nodded, threw the pair of trousers into the washing machine, and then went into the kitchen to have breakfast.

Ming Xiyue's hand caressed the petals of an orchid, water rippled in her eyes, and she didn't know what she was thinking about, but her face was flushed, and she couldn't turn white.