Dongfang Dusk's skin is gradually suffused with a hint of bright red. Although she is domineering, she is still a woman after all. She never shows her body in front of other men. When she thinks of the coming things, she is scared and at the same time, she is filled with a hint of shyness.

In order to cover up the mood in the heart, Dongfang dusk snorted: "don't you know how to untie my belt? A good dress is so rotten. I didn't bring any clothes to change."

Song Qingshu stretched out his hand to lift her chin, and said with a smile: "how can the great leader of the demon sect suddenly care about a suit of clothes? Are you very nervous now?"

Dongfang muxue was obviously trampled on by him. He couldn't help spat: "bah, I've played with more women than you've slept with. What can I be nervous about?"

"It's a pity that no matter how much you play, I will play it in the end." Song Qingshu leaned close to her neck and gave her a gentle kiss.

"Hum!" Don't turn your head to the East dusk snow. A layer of shudder rises on his delicate skin pricked by his beard.

One side of the Blue Phoenix red face, seems to endure a smile, has always been high above, like the queen of the general master, this time finally hit the killer.

"Blue Phoenix, if you smile again, believe it or not, I'll blind you in the eyes!" If the eastern dusk snow feels it, she turns around and glares at her.

The afterglow of the eastern dusk snow is still there, and the Blue Phoenix's heart is awe inspiring. He quickly converges his smile.

"What are you going to do to scare people? Do you think she's a bully?" Song Qing's calligraphy.

"Why, people have not been on your bed, began to feel distressed?" Eastern dusk snow sneers.

"You're like a hedgehog with thorns all over, curling up tightly together to hide your soft and frightened heart," Song Qingshu said with a smile. "Relax."

The east evening snow willow eyebrow wants to erect, is about to get angry, song Qingshu has a tone up, will her full of anger all blocked back to the mouth.

"Wuwu ~" Dongfang muxue tries to push him away, but she has no strength when she is seriously injured. She pushes her back a few times, just like a friendly touch.

The tip of the tongue is intertwined, the East dusk snow trembles all over, feeling an unprecedented feeling, as if from the soul of the shudder, the body also gradually softened down, no longer as rigid as before.

For a long time, the eyes of Danfeng in the eastern dusk snow became watery. They were less dignified and heroic, and more charming. The two faces were very close, and the orchid like breath fell on them. Song Qingshu said affectionately: "you are so beautiful ~"

Dongfang dusk Snow put her hands around his neck at the moment, and lowered her head for the first time, showing a trace of coquettish color on her face.

Song Qingshu took out two red candles from his arms and handed them to the Blue Phoenix: "Phoenix, light these red candles."

Blue Phoenix received to come over, Jiao smile a: "childe pour is to think thoughtful."

Eastern dusk snow eyes also show a glimmer of strange color: "your boy has already planned everything."

"In a hurry, we can't hold the wedding first. We can only let these two red candles represent our heart," Song Qingshu said with a smile. "Today is our wedding night. I hope you don't despise all the rudeness."

The east evening snow snorted: "what kind of person in this seat, how can you care about the red tape like those ordinary people, take the heaven as the quilt and the earth as the banquet, and then you are worthy of this seat."

In the song and Qing Dynasty, the book make complaints about the sky, but it is a beautiful place. Of course, he did not dare to say that.

"Don't call yourself a concubine in front of me." Song Qingshu is also a headache. Her tone always reminds him of the Asia invincible.

"Dream ~" Oriental dusk snow raises chin Jiao hum, slightly up the corner of her mouth shows that she is very proud at this time.

"When you ask for mercy later." Song Qingshu didn't worry. His palm gradually slipped to her chest and frowned, "don't use the bandage when women dress up as men in the future. It feels smaller than the first time."

Dongfang muxue glared at him: "if you know that one day you will play with me like this, I will kill you when I see you in the Forbidden City for the first time." She couldn't help smiling when she thought of the scene of two people in the Forbidden City, one dressed as a man and the other dressed as a woman, attacking each other's chest.

"Thank you for not killing me," Song Qingshu said in a hoarse voice. "I'll input some joyful Qi into your body to make your body ready."

"No," said the eastern dusk, blushing. "My body... Is ready." Then he pulled his hand into his dress.

The moist and warm show that her body has been extremely emotional, song Qingshu no longer hesitated, press her shoulders and then close to the past.

....

"No, I'll be on it." After the initial shyness, the eastern dusk snow regained its former domineering character.

Song Qingshu naturally refused: "all things in the world, male and female, heaven and earth have often, how can the sun and the moon reversed?"

"I'm in charge of 100000 people, and countless men are crawling under my feet..."

Song Qing Shu interrupted her directly: "now I am your man, I has the final say."

"Why?" East dusk snow angry way.

"You can't beat me now." Song Qingshu naturally replied.

East dusk snow

Song Qingshu doesn't argue with her any more. He presses her on the bed. The room suddenly quiets down, leaving only a little shortness of breath and the sound of two festive red candles burning.

The light of the fire shines on the jade man, just like a layer of rose red on the white jade, sending out a charming halo. I don't know if I've learned the truth that heaven and man are born and everything grows. The skin of Oriental dusk snow is more delicate than that of many women. It seems that there is no pore in the whole body. It's as soft as a newborn baby. It's more greasy than the best silk in Suzhou and Hangzhou.

Her skin was cold and comfortable to touch. Song Qingshu half propped up and looked down at this proud woman.

The snow neck is as slender and delicate as a swan, with a hint of arrogance. The fragrant shoulder is round and soft, the clavicle is delicate and sexy, the flat and tight abdomen is free of any fat, and the slender waist seems not to be able to grasp.

Soft waist curve, to the buttocks with amazing arc uplift, bring people breathtaking visual impact. The two overlapping legs are long and straight, and the hands blocking them show that her master is not as calm as before.