062 The meat of the fox can also fly to the mouth

Mo Yao's hand also slowly went down Mo Xiaoran's back, constantly igniting Mo Xiaoran's body. Mo Xiaoran couldn't help twisting his body left and right. The two soft meat in front of Mo Xiaoran's chest kept rubbing Mo Yao's explained chest, and the wrong fire was fueled, which greatly increased the Mo Yao's fire. One hand also took the opportunity to rub Mo Xiaoran's ball of meat through his pajamas, which suddenly reminded Mo Xiaoran's body of the fire and couldn't help humming. As soon as the charming sounded, it directly inspired some animal nature. Something hot and hard against Mo Xiaoran's waist, and then Mo Yao turned over and pressed Mo Xiaoran under his body. His hands also followed all the way down and peeled Mo Xiaoran's pajamas, and his hand also successfully reached the flower-rui. The discomfort in his lower body immediately made a woman wake up and understand what happened at this moment. What are you doing?

I don't know where the strength came from, I pushed a fox that pressed on my body away and accidentally pushed it to the ground, making a sound of a bump, which looked unusually loud in this quiet night.

"You..." Mo Yao was suddenly pushed out of bed by Mo Xiaoran and threw it on the ground fiercely. He made a muffled sound and couldn't help frowning. He looked at a woman who was so puzzled that he couldn't even say anything, but pointed to Mo Xiaoran so naked.

Mo Xiaoran just looked so firmly at a fox pushed to the ground by himself without making any sound. He blinked his restless eyes with some fear, curled up, and held his crooked legs tightly in his arms. The two balls of meat on his chest were also squeezed into shape, and the pale red light of the blood moon outside the window shone. When he came in, it happened to shine on Mo Xiaoran's smooth body, adding a spring color to Mo Xiaoran, which was unusually seductive and charming.

Seeing this, Mo Yao couldn't help swallowing his saliva and making a grunting sound. It was very clear in this quiet night, and somewhere in his lower body was more swollen, which couldn't help but arouse the demonic nature of the ink demon. For a moment, the ink demon got up and pounced on Mo Xiaoran sitting on ** and pressed directly under him. It didn't help how Mo Xiaoran struggled. Whether it was Mo Xiaoran below or the ink demon above, he couldn't help but understand what had just now. He could make Mo Yao fall so easily. On the ground.

However, Mo Yao knew the importance of timing and immediately recovered. He put Mo Xiaoran confused and weakly under Mo Yao's body. His mouth made a charming cry, and also hovered around the periphery of Mo Xiaoran Hua-rui.

Suddenly, when the ink demon was about to successfully seize Mo Xiaoran's first time, the light of the blood moon was suddenly shining on the red diamond-like moon mark on Mo Xiaoran's neck, and immediately emitted huge heat and dazzling light. Then, the ink demon was bounced down and fell to the ground again. , made a louder muffled sound than last time. He really scared some foxes outside the door to death, and couldn't help but be secretly ashamed. The ink, who has always been best at men and women, can't help bowing his head to show weakness.

Alas, I didn't expect it to be so intense and toss like this in one night. I really don't know whether the weak human woman is so brave, or the ink demon who has always preferred masculinity to change his evil and return to justice also has such a feeling for women and vent his desire.

Some people present were in a state of self-morination except for Mo Xie, and their ears were about to reach into the room, but the boundary of sound insulation was set up. No matter how hard they tried, they could not hear a trace of it, and only the two muffled sounds came out.

"Okay, let's break up." Mo Xie's head began to lower from the beginning, and no one could see the expression on his face, or he was so indifferent from the beginning that he had no expression at all. At this moment, his faint voice came out, as they imagined, without any feelings.

And some foxes also seemed to think that there was no need to wait here at all. After all, people were eaten by Mo Yao. They were not in the mood to look at Mo Yao's proud and charming face. Therefore, certain foxes looked back at the locked door again and turned their heads to follow Mo Xie without saying a word. Go out.

However, at the moment they stepped out, the closed door of their infinite reverie was suddenly pushed open. The ink demon's face was incredible, plus absolute anger, and the inspired demonicity came out. Without looking at them all the way, he disappeared in the vast night. In color. Let everyone can't touch their minds.

What is the situation now? Haven't you already eaten meat? Why do you still have such a dissatisfied and angry expression? When you can't find the answer at the ink demon, you usually fixed your eyes on another problem person. After all, there are only two people in that room.

When they moved their eyes into the door, their eyes suddenly lit up and they stood still. Mo Xie was also so worried that he couldn't find a clue. He frowned, but he was an interesting relief in his heart. He breathed a sigh of relief in the dark and moved his eyes to the lonely figure in the room.

I saw that Mo Xiaoran's face was full of tears, curled up in the corner of the wall, ** his body was constantly trembling, and the exposed skin had blue-purple marks, the ground was full of broken cloth clothes, and the quilts were also randomly piled up on the ground, and the sheets were unsightly, wrinkled, and there were several wet water stains. It can remind people of how fierce the battle just now was. Seeing this, everyone doesn't understand why this is the current situation?

Is it possible that after Mo Yao finished it, he suddenly found that there was a woman instead of a man under him, so he threw away the door in a rage? Such an idea occupies the minds of almost each of them.

Mo Xie was the first to react, sighed slightly, gently walked in, kicked the broken cloth on the ground aside, and then picked up the quilt piled up on the ground by the bed and covered Mo Xiaoran**'s body, and then carefully surrounded Mo Xiaoran with a thick quilt. He hugged his arms and patted gently on his back to appease Mo Xiaoran's mood.

"Wow--" such a action suddenly made Mo Xiaoran, who cried silently, cry, and the hoarse voice made people very sad to hear.

"No, don't cry." Mo Xie felt very poor at this moment and couldn't find the right words to comfort the little woman in his arms.

"Why, why, you're not here?" Mo Xiaoran cried and said angrily, as if he had suffered a lot.

"Xiao Ran, alas..." Mo Xie stopped talking and wanted to say something, but in the end he just sighed slightly and had nothing to say.

"Don't you just want to get me? Why don't you come? Why not you?" Mo Xiaoran raised his eyes and questioned Mo Xie. How hurt and disappointed there was in his eyes, and Mo Xie saw it clearly.

"..." For Mo Xiaoran's question, Mo Xie finally chose to be silent, because he was not qualified to answer at all, right? There are many things that you can't help but do. The only thing you can do is to protect yourself, so that you can protect the people you want to protect. What's more, in the current situation, isn't it too late to explain? What should have happened without happening? What else can be explained? The rich language is so pale and powerless in the face of facts.

"Haha... It's for everyone, so, Mo Xie, let's start." Mo Xiaoran pushed away Mo Xie, who was holding her, and would retreat from the quilt on his body. With red eyes, he said to Mo Xie, who frowned slightly. If Mo Xie's expression in his eyes is not wrong, it would be a dead despair.

"Alas... go to bed." Mo Xie looked at such a Mo Xiaoran and couldn't say anything. He just pulled the fit on Mo Xiaoran's body again, and then pressed Mo Xiaoran on **, gently stroked Mo Xiaoran's cheek, and said helplessly.

"Damn, Mo Xie, what do you mean? Do you think I'm not clean enough? Aren't you the one who contributed to all this? What other right do you have to dislike!? Mo Xiaoran seems to be crazy at this moment. Her thoughts are extreme and her eyes have become so cold. She is not the weak woman who likes to tease people and laugh cheerfully at all.

"Xiao Ran, you're tired." Mo Xie said softly, and then, when Mo Xiaoran was about to blow up his hair, he stretched out his hand and pressed it on Mo Xiaoran's shoulder, sighed slightly, and said slowly, "Good night." After saying that, he kissed Mo Xiaoran gently on the forehead, which was regarded as a good night kiss.

And this kiss did play a certain role. It successfully made Mo Xiaoran settle down and gently closed his eyes. Mo Xie fell asleep quietly between Mo Xiaoran's eyebrows.

Some foxes watching the play outside the door also dared to walk into the room openly at this moment, looked at Mo Xiaoran, and looked at Mo Xie, who was standing aside with a constantly changing look, with a look of questioning.

"Okay, let's go to bed." Mo Xie finally raised his head, and his eyes were full of fatigue, so that some foxes could not continue to ask. So, some foxes went out so faintly, and their heads were broken and they didn't come up with a reason.

Is it possible that the ink demon didn't eat meat at all? However, the pre-play is so full that it is a little impossible. Some of them are entangled.

Look, both demons and people are more entangled with problems they can't figure out. The more mysterious it is, the more curious it is. However, the tragic cost of curiosity killing cats is unknown.

After some went out, Mo Xie also gently turned around and went out. In the end, only a soft sigh was left.

At the moment when the door was closed, Mo Xiaoran, who had fallen asleep by Mo Xie, slowly opened his ink-colored eyes, like gems, dazzling in the night.

Mo Xiaoran slowly stretched out his hand and touched the mark on his chest and the ruby, with a miserable smile.