Chapter 154 Fighting

"I want to say that if you haven't been hugged, you won't want to go back to the quilt while I'm asleep, pretend that nothing has happened, and continue to share the same bed with me, right?" Fang Yiyuan touched his chin and said, "I remember when we formed an alliance that day, it seems that you should belong to me alone during the alliance? Do you have a bad memory or deliberately consider my consciousness?

Song Qingsha said coldly, "You should know that men's desire to control is not a good character."

"Of course I know!" Fang Yiyuan nodded repeatedly, moved his eyes to Song Qingsha's twin peaks, glided through the thrilling curve, enjoyed the ecstasy body under the single clothes, and did not hide the greed and obsession in his eyes. "How can such a wonderful body belong to me alone? I expected such a day from the beginning, but I still can't control it! Look at your poor appearance. Have you been wronged by him? It's really heartbreaking. Let me rub it for you? Let me think about what his expression should be at that time... Oh, that's about it! How did you react? I never thought that one day I would be rejected with your appearance! Let me think, it should be like this... Oh, what a pity--"

"Fang Yiyuan!" Song Qingsha let out a pleasant roar in her mouth, shook her sleeve robe, and a touch of green shot out of the robe. It quickly extended into a whip of vines wrapped with thorns in the air, making a sad sound of breaking through the air and sweeping towards Fang Yi's distant door.

Fang Yi's lips sneered, and the bamboo stick in his palm danced gently. He saw the wind gathering like a blade, arranged in the shape of an arc, facing the incoming rattan whip. Hearing a series of cracked and silk-like crisp sounds, countless branches and leaves splashed, cutting into fine fragments in the array of sharp blades, and in turn rolled back towards Song Qingsha.

The two lovers, who were as close as one a few days ago, fought here, as if they suddenly became ungrateful enemies and wanted to put each other to death.

The cultivation of the two was originally between Bozhong. For a while, it was incomprehensible. The invisible wind blade and the knife of tangible flowers and leaves hit back and forth, and the pale cyan hurricane cruised between the sharp vine leaves. The two soon had several large and small wounds, and their clothes and clothes became messy under the attack of the other party, and their past demeanor and affection disappeared.

Because they have had the experience of getting along with each other day and night, they are all very familiar with each other's spells, so they can't find a chance to give the other party a fatal blow while easily recognizing the flawed trick deliberately revealed by the other party.

The battle was deadlocked, and the boiling anger gradually subsided in the fierce battle, and the offensive became calm. After a certain hard struggle, the two tacitly stopped their hands at the same time.

"It's not interesting to fight like this, boy! Since Wendou can't win or lose, how about we fight in martial arts? Song Qingsha gave a provocative glance to Fang Yiyuan. She had just experienced a violent exercise. Her face was still blushing, and she gasped slightly, which added charm.

The morning magic dance did not work for Qin Yan, but the effect of counterattack broke out at this time, so that she was aroused by lust in the fierce battle. There was a burst of burning sensation in her body and urgently needed the comfort of men.

How can Fang Yiyuan not know the metaphor of "fighting" in Song Qingsha's mouth? His eyes swept unscrupulously at Song Qingsha's proud body. At this time, Song Qingsha only wore a single dress, most of her snow-white skin was ** outside, and even the fabric in key parts was torn by the sharp blade. And several wounds left in the fierce fight on her body, and the red blood flowed down the snow-white skin, emitting a thrilling charm.

Fang Yiyuan swallowed his saliva, and without saying much, he put the bamboo stick aside. The tiger roared and rushed to Song Qingsha and threw her to the ground.

The pair of men and women who had just been killed quickly lingered together. The broken clothes were torn into strips and thrown aside, and the two of them rolled together without barriers. Fang Yiyuan buried his face in Song Qingsha's soft peaks and played freely, causing Song Qingsha to gasp. Song Qingsha blushed and gasped with sweat, "Don't do these... Come directly!"

Fang Yiyuan was stunned for a moment, and he didn't even need the previous/play? His heart suddenly cooled down. This woman is so eager that she must be in the chief cave!

His men suddenly worked hard and twisted fiercely on Song Qingsha's right peak, which made her humm miserably. At this time, he twisted his body and rushed in.

Song Qingsha's tragic hum turned into a high-ranking. The ecstasy tune was enough to arouse the desire/fire of all men in the world, and Fang Yiyuan, who was buried close at his head, was also even more crazy because of it.

Song Qingsha under her felt the excitement and moaned affectionately: "Ah... You are very different today... Good... Great..."

Fang Yiyuan sneered in his heart. It's great, but because he felt the stimulation of the huge shadow behind him, the long-accumulated disgust in his heart burst out, making him work harder.

But his sneer was also quickly covered by the fiery desire/fire. As long as he still occupied the body under him for the time being, he was already greatly satisfied.

Anyway, he just wants to vent the most primitive flame of life in his body.

At this moment, a familiar and annoying voice sounded coldly behind him:

"Brother Yiyuan... I didn't mean to disturb you, but is the address you chose inappropriate? It's less than a hundred steps away from my cave, which is a little closer. Are you too anxious? If it is spread out, the impact is not very good!"

Fang Yiyuan's action was slightly stagnant, and then he seemed to be greatly encouraged and worked harder. He didn't have to look back to know how the man behind him looked at him with gloomy and indifferent eyes. Once upon a time, it was a figure of fear and hatred in his sleep. But what, whether you pretend to be high or really disdainful, at least the person who is pressing on Song Qingsha now is me, not you!

"Hey! Hey! Chief brother..." Fang Yiyuan gasped and responded, "I'm really sorry. We didn't mean to offend. Huh, but sometimes when we are interested, we are eager to take action immediately and have no time to take care of other things. Huh, Huh, the chief brother must be understandable, right?

He suddenly frowned and found that the woman's body under him had become stiff, and he no longer had the delicate beauty just now, which made every move more difficult. Although the outbreak just now was very fierce, it also consumed too much strength, and now he gradually feels a little difficult to walk. This discovery made him very angry. If he makes a fool of himself in front of the man behind him, it will be difficult for him to raise his head all his life.

He gritted his teeth and roared, "Qingsha, what are you doing?" While pulling the woman's dry body and forcing her to move forward. However, he couldn't arouse the awakening of Qingsha beauty in any case. Song Qingsha closed her eyes and there was no more ecstasy moans in her mouth, and even did not respond to his powerful impulse, as if she were dead. At this moment, the lingering of death became his solo dance, which was fierce and beautiful, but meaningless.

Everything is because of the huge shadow behind you!

Fang Yiyuan burst into uncontrollable anger in his heart, stopped his boring movements, turned his head, and stared at the figure of the teenager standing on a cliff.

Qin Yan did not have the consciousness of disturbing good things at all. He put his hands on his chest and smiled leisurely and said, "Brother Yiyuan, don't pay attention to me, just continue!" Don't worry, I'm a person with elegant sentiments, and I will never sneak up on you at this time!"