The Anarchic Consort

Even his hands held her back of the head, and a force on her lips, gradually madly attacking the city.

It's not like a man's usual look.

Phoenix feels like a suffocation, and it is a white snow in his mind. He has never felt this way.

All the oxygen was taken away, the chest was pressed, and the tall body that was pressed against him was getting hotter and hotter, as if she had almost burned her.

The longer the kiss is, the more numb the tentacles of the tongue are, and he gently separates them. The sound is a bit hoarse: "How do you feel?"

feel?

Phoenix subconsciously wants to reject such relatives.

But the arm was held in the side by the man.

He looked at her and gasped for a while, and her hand stalked down her chin.

The phoenix's transcript is generous and convenient for men to do this kind of thing.

"For the first time, I thought that your clothes are good." The man smiled and put his lips on her ear, touched it with a hot tongue, and slowly moved down...

The phoenix body was numb, stiff and stretched, and the electric shock slid through the body. The body was twisted and twisted uncontrollably in the warmed quilt. He did not let him go down and buckled his wrist. The breath was a bit messy: It feels a bit strange, even if it is practice, it should be enough."

"Enough?" The man reached out and touched her skin, silky and delicate, almost touching his hand, how could this touch be enough.

Phoenix looked at him: "Well, enough."

"Good." The man let go of his hand and laughed again. He played with a smug look. His fingers patted on her back, like a pet he raised: "Today is enough, I will review it tomorrow." So interesting. Phoenix, of course, have to eat slowly...

Phoenix feels that something is on his long legs, hot and very uncomfortable.

However, it seems that no one has ever slept with her since she was young.

Starting from the Phoenix Note, I was chanting in the Tianmi Mountain.

She remembered that at that time, people around her always looked at her with strange eyes.

Because in Buddhism, except for the little monk and the little shame, there has never been a child like her.

The Sayādaw takes her and let everyone know.

"It turned out that she is the phoenix."

"Which phoenix?"

"It is the phoenix born from hell, symbolizing the phoenix of the murderous."

"How can Phoenix have a big murder?"

Yes, the phoenix is ​​also thinking about how she will have a big murder.

At that time, the little phoenix had already recited the chanting, and he also understood what was called the great murder.

Not expected, not being liked.

Later days seemed to verify this truth, no one spoke to her.

The little phoenixes of Mount Tianmi are all alone.

Quiet and well-behaved, she never talks to people, let alone make friends.

She also saw that some of the little shames had a good relationship and would sleep together. Everyone was happy.

It was indeed held, very warm, like an invisible gas, surrounded by her in a tight bed, and the man patted her back, really nice.

Phoenix felt that she had earned it. She also extended her hand and hugged the waist that the man felt very good. He sighed: "The manual for the old man is really good."

The man looked down at the phoenix in his arms and smiled: "It's really good, just thinking about it?"

"Nothing." Phoenix flanked her head: "When you think about my birth, you should know that I was born from hell. They said that the egg should have two, but when it was broken, only me was left. Himself."

The man said with an unclear smile: "You said that the moment you broke the shell, the **** sea dropped thirty-three thunder seas, you were born from a very evil phase?"

"Yeah." Phoenix closed his eyes and seemed to want to sleep.

The man reached out and shoved the long hair on her face. The voice was faint: "If it wasn't for you that you were born from a very evil phase, there would be no use for Buddhism. These people always need someone to get a knife and achieve them. Pudu sentient beings. If this is the case, it is a fierce enemy, why should they decide."

When the phoenix heard the last sentence, he opened his eyes again. The eyes seemed to have countless dazzling stars: "You are right."

"So happy?" The man chuckled.

The phoenix sat up: "A bit, let's continue to feed the monsters to eat fish food, or go to fight one?"

Demons: ... This is the way you express your joy! ! ! ! ?

So on that day, the demons who came from the **** seas almost ate and ate!

It’s just that they don’t understand what the emperor means.

I have never seen a man like a pampering phoenix.

Is it true that it is true?

It should be unlikely.

They know what the man wants to do, and he won’t have much freshness after he gets it. He has always been like this.

Men do think this way, even though he is different from other people.

But what he wants to do has never changed. It is to completely destroy this proud person.

It’s not enough now, her eyes are still not looking at him completely.

Men have never forgotten to see the Phoenix for the first time.

At that time, she was still young.

But it grew into a juvenile appearance.

In order to let him convert, Buddhism trapped him in the forbidden place of thirty-three heavens.

He only gave those sneers a sneer, it was a bitter pain.

However, these can not surrender to him.

He broke the thunder hood and succumbed to the blood. The sages retired and the clouds were raging.

Seven seven forty-nine days.

As long as he can resist the sacred bones.

You can not be bundled by the Buddha.

By the time of forty-seven days, he met her.

She took the book, looked at him, then squatted beside him, looked at him again and asked, "Why are you here?"

He ignored her, he has always dismissed the Buddha, not to mention she is still a child.

She was quiet, and she ran away in a short while. When she appeared again, she had a **** in her hand.

At that time, he did not have a **** position. It was easy to get hungry from the chaos. He just did not expect that there were people in the Buddhism Road who dared to give him food.

However, his indifference is not related to the consequences of her breaking the Buddhist ring. If she eats it, she will eat it.

Later, when he was forty-nine days, he broke through the Buddha's light, and there was nothing in the world that could bind him.

Originally a sharp blade of Buddhism, he is not very concerned.

Just seeing her again, she only had the Bodhi in her eyes. When she passed by him, she was a machete in her hand, and she was cold and cold.

The man admits that he is such an impatient person.

Since the other person’s eyes did not have him, then he folded her arrogant body...