The Stepmother was Overturned

Shi Jiaojiao slept unguardedly, her breath was blocked in a daze, and her unruly kisses awakened her.

After waking up, he saw that he was closing his eyes and eating her like a pig's hoof. He blinked a few times in surprise, and the two of them stopped moving when they looked at Shang Xuantu.

There was no distance between the two, Xuan Tu's hand was still pinching Shi Jiaojiao's back neck. Seeing Shi Jiaojiao woke up, he seemed to want to move away, but only when he got out of the bed with his elbows and got ready, he had more on his waist. Two soft arms.

Xuan Tu's movement paused, then he completely leaned over, tightly gathered Shi Jiaojiao into his arms, and kissed him again.

The heavy darkness, paired with the weird cut-off half of the table, the red candles jumping on the seat, and the dark bedding of the room, should have given people a very depressing feeling.

But at this moment, the two intimate people on the big bed completely destroyed this gloomy atmosphere.

Shi Jiaojiao hugged Xuantu's waist densely, half of his face was buried in his long hair. When she got so close, she discovered that Xuantu's hair was not pure black, but black to the extreme.

Xuan Tu didn't know anything about the relationship between men and women, and the point of self-understanding was also a mess.

Shi Jiaojiao cooperated with him very connivingly, but he didn't guide or teach him.

Xuan Tu made her laugh and flush from time to time, and her hands were not light or heavy, the back of her pinched Shi Jiaojiao was flushed, and Shi Jiaojiao just looked at him almost indifferently without crying out pain.

"What kind of eyes are you..." Xuan Tu couldn't hold Shi Jiaojiao's eyes, stopped and squinted at her.

Shi Jiaojiao didn't speak, and smiled lazily, rubbing his hands on his back constantly, the rustle of the clothes, like the most lingering whispers among lovers.

Xuan Tu was indulged in Shi Jiaojiao's conniving eyes to the end, and there was a very absurd illusion. It seemed that they had known each other before and had known each other for a long, long time.

The atmosphere is weird, and there is no feeling of burning dry wood at the touch of a fire, but a kind of long and warm, warm and mysterious, even in Shijiaojiao's soothing rubbing, and even want to cry.

After a long time, Xuantu will not know when it will start to appear, but has never dared to ask questions to say, "Are you willing to marry me?"

Are you willing to marry a "traitor" from the biggest demon of the Demon Realm, the second martial art of the realm of comprehension, and your reputation has been ruined from then on, staying in the Demon King's Palace where the sun cannot be seen?

After asking this question, Xuan Tu himself felt extremely absurd before Shi Jiaojiao could answer.

This farce-like wedding was clearly the product of his revenge. He forced Shi Jiaojiao, but he still asked her if she was willing and what kind of answer he expected?

Xuantu laughed at himself, it was a joke.

He regretted it when he said it, but refused to admit that he was inferior. He said sharply, "No matter whether you want it or not, it is irretrievable."

"Yes," Shi Jiaojiao still looks like that, and there is no change at all because of Xuan Tu's same convulsive attitude for a while.

With her hair draped on the pillow, her skin was as fat as she was, and she was close to Xuantu for a while, revealing a very beautiful tender powder, and then set off by the light of a red candle, it looked like a first ripe forbidden fruit. In addition to her undefended posture, she said, "Yes," as if she was deliberately tempting people to taste.

Xuan Tu's breath disappeared because of her red lips lightly opening and faint words.

He locked his eyes on Shi Jiaojiao. Although he knew it was stupid, he couldn't help but confirm again, "Really?"

Shi Jiaojiao nodded and said seriously, "Really."

Xuan Tu closed his eyes and stretched out his hand to gently cover Shi Jiaojiao's eyes, twisting the ugly red lines on his face uncontrollably.

He didn't know what he was feeling in his heart, and his emotions were surging, and he couldn't tell which was more.

Shi Jiaojiao didn't know what her two words meant for Xuantu.

Abandoned by betrayal, he was thrown into the abyss of purgatory, and he climbed up with love and hatred, and climbed to the highest point of the demon world, and even the real world did not dare to provoke him.

But no one knows how inferior he feels in his heart. Wearing a robes made of Abyssal Demon's muscles and bones, he can even resist the Nine Heavens Profound Thunder, which is an indispensable treasure in the world today.

But what he yearned for in his heart, the midnight dream was engraved in his bones, was still the days when he was a teenager and practiced day and night, and his ordinary pure white disciple robe.

He is inferior and humble. He feels that he is filthy. There are countless creatures killed in his hands, and his body is covered with blood that cannot be washed clean.

However, Shi Jiaojiao was completely different from him. For so many days, Xuan Tu discovered that she was practising the swallowing technique from the very beginning, and determined that she was a good-looking person, and now he has confirmed that she is indeed a self-sacrificing bodhisattva, and regrets it.

The world is pure and good, and the heart yearns for it, who can avoid the vulgarity?

Xuan Tu regretted doing this, but couldn't help but hope.

What if she is willing? If she said that there is no difference in cultivating demons and immortals, is it true?

Xuan Tu knew his wishful thinking, it was obvious that he used the blood black as a threat.

But he didn't expect that Shi Jiaojiao's two words light and fluttering made his delusion come true.

He pulled him out of the dark, muddy and blood-stained abyss.

Xuan Tu's devilish energy exploded, seeing that he was about to lose control, he should go out, go into the abyss, fight all night, and be able to return to normal again tomorrow morning.

He didn't want Shi Jiaojiao to see the ugly appearance that he couldn't control himself.

He was ready to get up again, but was embraced by Shi Jiaojiao again.

The raging demonic energy slowly flowed out of Xuantu's body, and submerged into Shi Jiaojiao's body.

She patted him on the back, even if he was blocking her eyes, she knew what was wrong with him.

"It's okay, it will be fine in a while." Shi Jiaojiao said softly.

This voice reached Xuantu's ears, and his anxious mood gradually calmed down. As the raging devilish energy was continuously absorbed by Shi Jiaojiao, the red lines on his face were finally convinced and stopped flowing.

After a while, Xuan Tu let out a deep breath, lying limp beside Shi Jiaojiao in a collapsed state.

"Thank you..." he whispered.

Shi Jiaojiao closed his eyes, he was comfortable, and he was still absorbing the magic energy. Hearing Xuantu's words, opened his eyes to look at him, and then reluctantly stopped absorbing the magic energy.

"Are you okay?" Shi Jiaojiao felt a little frustrated, but she hadn't forgotten that, the first time she lost control, she almost drank Xuan Tu's life.

Xuan Tu shook his head, looking sideways at Shi Jiaojiao, his hair scattered on the side of his face, and his brows were gentler than ever before.

"I'm fine," Xuantu said again, "thank you."

Thank you for helping me, thank you for making my delusion come true.

Shi Jiaojiao didn't know that in his eyes, he was simply the Virgin Mary, the kind with a faint white light radiating from his forehead.

But in fact, she was just a real scum that looked intact and shattered at the touch of a touch.

Reaching out and rubbing Xuantu's face, Shi Jiaojiao smiled and said, "Go to sleep."

Xuantu grabbed Shi Jiaojiao's hand and nodded, but kept looking at her.

Shi Jiaojiao's full devilish energy was so full that he fell asleep not long after, but Xuantu never slept, looking at Shi Jiaojiao all night like a red candle that could never burn his head.

Like a dream, he never thought that he would have a partner,

Xuan Tu began to look forward to the absurd wedding that started like a farce.

If from now on, she will be here every day, by her side, Xuantu thinks about it, and feels that if that is the case, in the days to come, even if he lives at the top of the heavenly realm, even if it lasts for years. It's dim without seeing the sun, and I won't feel cold anymore.

It's just that he didn't know that Shi Jiaojiao was really not the holy and glorious fairy he imagined. She might be willing to have many in this world, and he is just one of them.

The second day, the wedding.

Shi Jiaojiao thought about it for a moment. It seems that after so many worlds, although she has been with her little friend for a long time, she has all the identities, but it seems that she has not been married properly.

Xuan Tu disappeared when Shi Jiaojiao got up early in the morning, and before long, there were a lot of maids holding the modified dresses to dress Shi Jiaojiao.

Shi Jiaojiao looked at herself in the mirror with heavy makeup and the heavy headdress on her head, which was a bit strange.

She had also looked forward to the wedding with her little friend, but the wedding she was looking forward to was not like this.

It's ridiculous. What she is looking forward to is not the kind of appearance in a tall auditorium, wearing a white wedding dress and being blessed by a group of friends and relatives.

In the real world, Shi Jiaojiao had only seen it on TV. There was no real feeling. What she was looking forward to was the only time that her brother took her out to find an old Chinese doctor who is said to be very old to treat her worsening insomnia.

That time I went to the countryside and the car stopped on the side of the road. It was Shi Jiaojiao's first time to face the wedding. It was the kind of simple greenhouse built on the ground in the village.

It's very simple, and the car is not a luxury car, but what makes Shi Jiaojiao the most profound is such a simple wedding. After rain and muddy environment, the groom is holding a bride of the size that can obviously split him two, his face flushed. Almost fell into the ditch.

The bride walked down the ground by herself, and "splendidly" punched the groom and almost knocked him on his knees. Shi Jiaojiao was very serious during that period, and I couldn't find out what was wrong. Anyway, all kinds of symptoms are in line with all kinds of problems. disease.

But she smiled when she watched this scene, especially when the groom secretly kissed the bride's plump cheek before entering the door. That kind of happiness is true and straightforward.

Before meeting her little friend, Shi Jiaojiao's wedding was just like that.

Thinking of this, Shi Jiaojiao smiled. The woman in the water mirror had bright red lips, perhaps because of her makeup, she smiled a little seductively.

The maid originally watched her nose, nose, and heart, and did not dare to say anything, she only waited on her hands and feet swiftly, but now the leader was not in the house, Shi Jiaojiao was smiling so sweetly, there were only two people at this moment, and the little maid couldn’t bear it. Shi Jiaojiao knelt on the ground, kowtow to Shi Jiaojiao.

It's not the kind of fake handles, but the kind that knocks the head on the ground and sees blood with a bang, and the person's skull is tingling.

But the little maid did not dare to speak loudly like this, lowered her throat, and said earnestly, "Please help Madam! Please help Madam!"