Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 3831 My family system is finely divided (38)

"nice."

  The devil paused.

  He originally wanted to show off the white, and he didn't think that people who were so self-sufficient would really follow his own words. Those two words were too simple and neat, so that the devil would not be able to react.

   "...Huh?" He was particularly dumbfounded.

   "It looks good." Dye Bai said slowly, her tone calm and dull.

  The young man stared at her vigilantly, his scalp numb, unable to tell where the sense of danger came from, "I warn you, don't try to use any tricks, I, I..."

  He hadn't finished his threatening words, the person in front of him suddenly pressed down, and he was startled. The next second, the devil's eyes widened!

When those eyes are not covered by glasses, they will look more real, sultry, like intoxicating aging, her nose is raised against his side face, and she leaned down to press it down, her breath is abstinent and desire, and her thin lips are cold. Covered the boy's lips.

  She she she she she unexpectedly--

The devil was speechless, his head burst open with a rumble, he felt that he was going to be broken, and looked at the person in front of him in shock, he didn't even think of pushing it away at the first time, until she licked his lips and teeth. , Something slipped in.

   "Hmm..." The devil just wanted to say something, but he was directly blocked by someone, and all the words were forced to swallow in his throat.

  The master pinched his waist and kissed him.

  This kind of absurd cognition is hard to get rid of once it comes to mind.

Seeing the demon's incredible appearance, I have to say that this appearance pleased the white to a great extent. She unscrupulously pressed the boy on the bed, pressed his wrists that he wanted to struggle with, and whispered: "Be good. , Open your mouth."

  Voice is low and dumb.

   is extremely aggressive, cold and hard that does not match the gentle appearance.

  The demon didn’t know whether he was fainted or had no resistance at all, but he didn’t even struggle anymore, his bones were softened, his arrogance was gone, and his lips and teeth were slightly opened in conjunction with dyed white.

   "Today the master teaches you to kiss."

Until the end, the demon helplessly clenched the hem of the dyed white clothes, his finger bones were white, and the end of his eyes was flushed with peach blossoms, his dark red and beautiful eyes shattered and shattered, the moisture was misty, and a broken swallow overflowed from his throat. Get pleasure from suffocation.

  It wasn't until the moment when the teenager couldn't breathe that she let him go. "Can't breathe?"

  "Who won't?!" Once questioned, the devil followed the cat with the blown up hair and became irritable, and his voice was dumb and trembling when he spoke.

"A little fool." Ran Bai chuckled lightly, and put her long, cold fingers on his back, stroking them through the thin cloth, and sliding them to the position of the boy's butterfly bones. She outlined the shape and asked him: "Where are the wings? ?"

  The devil was shaken, the red at the end of his eyes has not faded: "Take it away..."

   "Let me see." Ranbai said.

   "Don't!" The demon shook his head in horror, and reacted greatly, as if Ran Bai had offered some heinous condition.

  In the human form, Ran Bai has never seen a demon spread its bat wings.

  I don’t know if this has any special meaning.

  "Really not?"

  "Don't think about it!" The devil stared at her viciously, knocked her out and touched her hand.

   "So fierce? Baby." Dye Bai stretched the end sound, and his voice was low and ambiguous. He bit his ear tip, "Just take a look, can't you still believe me, huh?"

  The young man’s earlobes are all red and his body is stiff.

  Ranbai just coaxed him for a long time, and finally let the devil reluctantly agree to show it only once.

The devil pursed his thin red lips, and slowly spread out the bat wings. His expression was a bit reluctant. The huge and gorgeous bat wings spread out from the thin, thin back of the young man, as if dancing on the tip of a knife. With a thrilling beauty flowing, the blood-red creepy lines on the black bat wings are constantly turning, which is stunning and suffocating. The bed is almost covered with the delicate and enchanting eyebrows of the young man.

  "Are you optimistic?" The devil's tone was a bit unpleasant, and he urged her impatiently, like an irritable little cutie.

  The white-dyed eyes were deep and heavy, and there was a dangerous dullness in the originally soft eyes that seemed to drip out. She stroked the young man's bat wings with her fingertips and followed the beautiful smooth lines.

  The moment the cold fingertips touched the wings, the huge bat wings trembled slightly, and the demon gritted his teeth before holding back the grunt of overflowing lips, and wanted to retract the bat wings.

  "Do you dare to close?" Dyeing white warm voice.

"Just take a look at what you said!" The devil retorted with grievances, and a strange and strange feeling swept through his body. He couldn't help but tremble. Red.

  Ranbai listened to these words, thinking of something, ridiculed him with a smile but a smile: "Too naive baby."

   She lowered her eyes, and caressed the demon bat wing carelessly. The young man looked pitiful, and the bat wing was constantly shaking and shivering, but she didn't dare to retract it and could only touch it.

  Resistant and contradictory desires almost drive the devil crazy.

  He couldn't help but speak in a low voice, his voice hoarse and fine: "Master..."

   "I'm so uncomfortable." The devil had his red eyes, dazed and helpless to do whatever he wanted.

   "Is an adult, right?" Ranbai restrained for a moment, maintaining his bottom line, and finally confirmed it again.

   The demon trembled.

   "Very good." White-dyed eyes were gentle, and Sven kissed his bat wings softly.

  ...

  When I woke up again at night, the teenager complained with a dumb voice: "You lie to me."

  "This is a strategy." Dye Bai leaned against the bedside to read, his shirt was snow-white, the cuffs were loosely rolled up, and she put on the pair of gold glasses, abstinence and desire, and patiently answered him: "Soldiers are not tired of fraud."

The devil buried half of his face on the pillow, hummed, and the tortured pitiful bat wings were gathered and hung behind him, his back was green, he was wondering what else, and he rolled around with the quilt. Beside Ranbai, "The sentence you didn't finish before."

   "Huh?" Dye Bai looked at him with low eyes.

Although it has turned into an adult form, the teenager still carries a certain innocence and laziness on his body, and his beautiful eyes are a little brighter, "Even if you say that it is useless to touch porcelain, do you want to say that my money is not all yours? of?"

  "..." Ran Bai thought about it seriously, and calmly held down the devil's upturned head: "Did I say that?"

   "You said that I touched porcelain!"

   "I remember this, but I have no impression of what you said last sentence."

  The demon was shocked by the shameless whiteness, and for a while, he couldn't organize a word.

  He was so angry that he wanted to point to Ranbai and curse shamelessly, “Some humans paid back the money last time! Are you so short of money?!”

Ding Bai glanced at him lightly, and his slender fingers caressed casually with the poor bat wings hanging down behind the young man. The bat wings that had been folded were sensitively trembling, and there was a vague trend of unfolding. Moisture filled the eyes of the devil and his face. Bo Hong, he was lying on his stomach with little strength, still thinking about the words he had said before dyeing white, and whispered: "As for the impact, what's wrong with your money."

Hearing the devil's muttering, Ran Bai felt quite amused. She put down the book in her hand, pulled Xue Baibo over, and covered the two of them. Her voice was a little fuzzy and low: "Well, mine is yours. ."

  (End of this chapter)