Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 442 Pit Depth 092 Meter Gu Mind Control (7)
Mo Jiu looked at him dully.

This person obviously heard her words, but pretended not to care about anything, and ran into her dream unexpectedly, but an arrogant monster disrupted her thoughts.

Oh... it's a dream.

She shook her head, feeling that she was living in a two-dimensional space. She knew she was dreaming and her mind was clear, but her body was not completely under her control, and she felt a sense of hesitation.

"Why am I here?" She frowned slowly, "I'm clearly in Dongji..."

"Shh!" He squeezed her hand tightly and gave him a deadly evil look.Those focused and serious eyes seemed to be looking into her eyes.

Mo Jiu trembled.

This weird feeling stimulated her heart, a sense of urgency to look forward to having a skin-to-skin contact with him, which almost strongly oppressed her reason, cut her thinking, made her unable to advance or retreat, and could not help herself.

"Xiao Liulang, that's not right... I think something is wrong with this... I was so cold before, but now I'm so hot, I seem to be out of control..." She said she was out of control, and she really was out of control, With a sudden force in his hand, he was tightly held in the palm of his hand.

He hummed softly, staring at her flickeringly.

Suddenly, he raised her chin, made her face him, slowly raised his head, and kissed the corner of her lips.With a touch of water, he backed away, and then strangled the back of her neck, letting her head bow down and lie on his neck.The sweaty, soft, hot skin was pressed tightly against each other. Neither of them spoke or looked at each other. They only breathed each other, with different depths.

There was silence in the air.

There is a sweet and warm fragrance, like flowers blooming in the Garden of Eden.The snake that had been lurking in the garden for countless years slowly spit out the letter, trying to get into the delicate core of the pink apple and eat its rich juice.

"Ah Jiu, is it okay?" His face turned sideways, the corners of his lips brushed against her ears, and with his warm breath, the fragrant wind broke into her ears, and the ambiguous warmth aroused a crisp and itchy layer on her body. The feeling wrapped her body and mind layer by layer, and she limply on his body.

She seemed to be drunk, not quite sober, even her breathing was panting, "But I don't think I am me, Liu Lang, what's wrong with me?"

Before the words were finished, he frowned slightly, as if displeased, he suddenly squeezed her waist tightly, turned over and switched positions, she was at the bottom, and he was at the top, and his hand was on hers. By his side, he leaned on her body, gently smoothed the hair on her temples, and then removed the bun on her head, "Ah Jiu is so beautiful!"

Amidst his praise, her body pressed against him weakly like cotton wool, her long black hair was like a cloud of satin, spread on the flaming red felt blanket, which complemented the flower petals embroidered on the felt blanket , the picture was as gorgeous as a dream, a dream that made her wish to sink forever... Oh, yes, it was a dream.

She sighed, "Liulang, it's a pity it's a dream."

He smiled: "It's a dream, so don't be afraid, Ah Jiu."

She shook her head: "I'm not afraid, I'm willing."

He laughed again, "You are honest."

She blinked, "I'm always honest, Liu Lang, I like you. Although I don't know why I like you, whether it's because I'm controlled by the cloud and rain Gu, but at this moment, I like you for real. Rokuro, how about you?"

He stared at her with black eyes twinkling, without answering, then lowered his head and kissed her lips, the burning passion, accompanied by the stimulation of lips and teeth meeting, made Mo Jiu tremble, and with a soft moan, his lips became blurred Greeted him indistinctly.

(End of this chapter)