Divine Genius Healer, Abandoned Woman: Demonic Tyrant in Love with a Mad Little Consort

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In the dream, what he has always dreamed of has finally become a reality.

The woman he likes, sharing a bed with him, sharing a bath and skin.

Two people have done everything that men and women can do.

So much so far, he is still awkward.

Then he reacted.

The cyan crepe on the head, the big red brocade on the body.

The warmth that comes from behind...

Everything tells him that he is not dead!

Now, where is it?

The body muscles of Jun Aohan are instinctively tightened.

The body's reaction told him in an instant

I am not alone!

From the age of eleven, the mother died.

He has always been a person sleeping.

I have never shared a bed with someone else!

His instinctive flying body wants to jump.

But when the body just left the bed, it fell heavily.

The strength of the whole body seems to have disappeared.

This body feels no longer like himself.

However, there seems to be any special changes.

Jun Ao Han quickly mobilized the infuriating body, and then he was disappointed.

The cold poison in the body is still there, but it is temporarily suppressed and not resolved.

So where is it?

"You guy... it’s really humiliating... oh..."

Behind him, suddenly there was a female voice that turned low and low.

Jun Ao Han suddenly became stiff all over again.

He was lying there, not even moving a small finger.

A pair of tiny protrusions that can be felt on the delicate skin of your back. A pair of jade hands are holding their chests.

And the two long legs, then wrapped around their waist.

A petite body hangs on him like a koala.

Behind your own is a woman!

Jun Aohan is almost nowhere to move.

Feel the passion behind the scenes.

The warmth that I have never felt since I left the mother.

From the time he has been conscious, everyone he has contacted.

The feeling for him is cold.

The only exception is her only...

His eyes were wide and his eyes were not stunned, and even a small finger did not dare to move.

I am afraid that this wonderful scene in front of me is a soap bubble. When I poke it, it will be broken.

Ye Qingli does not have this feeling.

She only felt as if she had returned to her previous life.

Lying on the softest mattress, holding your favorite pillow.

I feel very relieved.

There is a warm feeling on it.

It is the peace of mind that she has never had after crossing.

"Well……"

She subconsciously tightened her arms and held her tighter and tighter. Unconscious muttering in the mouth. Then I went to sleep in a groggy way.

Jun Aohan suddenly felt that his shoulders were a little wet.

It was the saliva that she shed when she was asleep...

He didn't dare to breathe, listening carefully to the breathing behind him.

Slim and long. Remind him that all this is true.

Jun arrogant and stiff for a long time.

He carefully moved his fingers and gently touched it down.

When I touch my waist.

Sure enough, I touched the hot, delicate and soft skin.

Ye Qingli's sleep is very indecent. Two thighs, wrapped around his waist without any scruples. The heat of the two people's limbs. Let the heat of the arrogant cold belly rise and rise!

Suddenly, he felt that the bed was a little bit flustered.