Vampire cute baby tomb robber

Mo Niang looked at the handsome face who was close at hand, but she still had an evil and arrogant look on her face.

That's all he's attached to, right?

want to win her...

That's why she wanted to put pure affection on him.

I found someone else, who carried the shadow of her past and was more energetic than her.

Ah.

Her pride never allowed herself to be one of many women.

Just like when Nangong Rongguang asked her to endure it.

Her aching heart was empty.

At the back... Once, Nangong Rongguang said: "You should try to be nice to Xiaoxiao."

She couldn't argue, she found that at that moment her mouth couldn't make a sound.

She's not smart enough, and she doesn't know what compromise is.

If not the only one, if not trusted, she would rather leave.

If this is just a game, then no one owes anyone, and the host and guest enjoy themselves.

She didn't expect to lose even herself in the end, because in this world, she only had herself...

She wondered if it was because Qu Luo was tired back then that he would find others to change his appetite.

She just knows what life she wants.

When she is old, someone will carry her back, when she is hungry, someone will feed her, when her leg hurts, someone will stay by her side, there is no need to do anything,

Just stay quietly.

Well, she is really getting old.

The problems left in prison in the early years seem to be out of control.

The physical condition has long not allowed me to go and toss and toss like a girl.

A few days ago, Xiao Miao found a white hair in her hair.

So, it's time to call it a day...

"Qu Luo, after this time, just let go." Mo Niang's eyes reflected the light above her head, with a smile on her lips.

That kind of smile, like a bucket of ice water, splashed down from Qu Luo's head, extinguishing all the tenderness in his eyes.

No, to be more precise, he was slapped face-to-face, and the pain was burning.

Those cautious movements just now seemed to be laughing at herself, only he cared, she simply... wanted to end it.

Qu Luo suddenly laughed, with a destructive evil spirit in his smile

"How is one time enough?" He pulled her up, and the fingers holding the witch turned pale because of too much force, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was so cold that it hurt the eyes, and he just broke in.

Because of the patient kiss and too gentle movements, Mo Niang didn't feel any strong pain, and the color of the robe was too demon queen, even if there was blood dripping on it, she wouldn't be able to see it.

The kiss happened naturally, and the heat that came out of the kisses gave people an illusion of sweetness.

The gentle kiss slowly moved along her neck to her shoulders, leaving crisp and numb marks.

Qu Luo looked down at her, his long and narrow eyes were darker than before, he held her waist with one hand, as if waiting for her to adapt, every movement was very gentle.

Mo Niang didn't know if he was so gentle to everyone, but she could clearly feel her own trembling.

"It's so tight..." Qu Luo laughed, clasped her tightly, and still kissed her earlobe: "So it's enough to do it only once!"

As his deep voice reached the deepest point, Mo Niang suddenly softened, almost unable to resist the numbness that had never happened before.

Qu Luo's physical strength was like a sudden storm, the devil girl could only hold onto his clothes tightly with her fingers, almost being numb by the torture.

Swallowed.

In the midst of the upheaval, the fingers were pulled over, pressed against the door by him again, and intertwined with his fingers.

His expression was a bit ruthless, with evil charm, like a ball of fire, which made people feel dizzy and dizzy.

But it's not over yet.

She was pushed into the wide bucket. Under the rose petals, her chest heaved violently, and the water vapor spread up little by little. The black hair revealed spots on the skin, enchanting and gorgeous, and the whole person was overwhelmed by that The hands and impact dominate, and the throat can't help but dry up...

Mo Niang closed her eyes and lowered her head slightly, her fair face was stained with a faint blush, looking at it from Qu Luo's perspective, she just wanted to make people want to bully her very much!

Just a momentary pause, Qu Luo suddenly hugged her from behind, stretched out his hand to support her chin and forced her to look up, exposing her fragile neck, and then kissed her inch by inch!

When the apex is about to arrive, the devil girl can only lean her neck up to be entered and kissed by him, feeling extremely uncomfortable, and she can't help but get close to that tenderness as if to cater to her.

Qu Luo looked at the waistline twisting like silk in front of him, and couldn't hold back anymore, increasing the range and strength, creating layer after layer of water ripples.

He pressed the devil girl against the edge of the bucket, supported her firmly with both hands, and as if he had endured for a long time, he asked her side by side...

I don't know how long it took, but it finally stopped. The devil girl felt like she had just returned to reality from the illusion, and all her strength was taken away. She was paralyzed for a while, and her back was still trembling. Get up, sit on his waist, let Qu Luo send in the ultimate numbness, endlessly...

In a daze, he heard him calling his name in a hoarse voice.

"Obviously you have promised me to start...why..."

That sound was like the screaming of a wounded beast.

Mo Niang didn't understand that the one who lost was obviously herself, and the one who was played was obviously herself.

She made him do what he always wanted to do back then.

Why does he still make this sound.

However, he should also know.

The two of them ended as early as the beginning...

When she woke up again, the sky in the east had already turned white. Mo Niang rubbed her sore waist, and casually put the robe on the ground on her body. With her back to Qu Luo, she buttoned the buttons one by one with an indifferent expression. Fastened it, and the slender fingers felt a little cold.

Everything that happened last night was like a ridiculous dream.

But it's not necessarily a bad thing.

Finally, the ambiguity of the past four years was broken.

He doesn't have to worry about her anymore.

Just like what Yan'er said before his death, perhaps, he just wanted to get her.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Mo Niang took out a cigarette from his long robe with her fingers, and casually put it between her thin lips...

"Does it taste good?" With a low voice, a familiar breath came from behind her ears.

Feeling him hugging her gently from behind, Mo Niang asked without answering, her voice was calm: "Would you like to sleep for a while, or go back now?"

Qu Luo didn't like seeing her expression very much, so her thin lips fell down and kissed her neck.

Mo Niang pushed his hand away, her expression indifferent: "I thought I made it very clear."

Qu Luo looked at her movements, his eyes suddenly turned cold, and his pupils were frozen: "What did you say clearly? Let me let go? Sister Mo, do you think the game I started has a reason to be called to stop?"