"But …" Sister whispered behind him.
The wind soul turned to look at her sister and stopped breathing at once. At this time, my sister had taken off her body, but it turned out to be naked. Her hands were timidly folded in her abdomen, barely blocking the development of the shallow grass. Because of the strength of her arms, the first-born baby squeezed out a lovely shape and her body exuded a light and delicate fragrance. If her slender legs were together, men would want to put their hands in it …
The youthful body and the faint moonlight blend together to form a hazy aesthetic feeling, and the girl’s rapid heartbeat is clearly audible in this haze, which makes the wind soul consciously stop her sight on her undulating chest …
"Don’t look!" My sister blushed and suddenly reached out shyly and grabbed him and forced him to turn around.
"You said it yourself …"
"I, I think I’m ready, but I don’t seem to be ready …" My sister’s voice is as low as a mosquito, and people have to prick up their ears to hear it.
The wind soul thought that she had just taken off her great courage, and her attitude seemed a little different during the day. I guessed that Hui Hong had told her something like "It’s very simple to do whatever you want in this world."
-do whatever you want?
The wind soul quickly turned to hug her sister in her arms.
Zhi Xin was shocked by his move, but soon she was quiet and put her arms around her brother’s waist. She gently said, "I don’t want to be your sister …"
"hmm!"
"I don’t want to be your daughter either!"
"hmm!"
I want to be your wife!
"… hmm!"
Chapter 39 "Is Lingxiu still alive?"
Zhi Xin slipped away before dawn.
On the one hand, she is shy, on the other hand, if Chichen and other sisters know that she ran to her brother’s room in the middle of the night, she doesn’t know how to explain it.
After my sister left, the wind soul became alone again, which was more sweet and warm in his heart than the emptiness and loneliness before my sister came.
Zhi Xin, after all, has an irreplaceable position in his mind. These days, a worry has been released, and the two of them have become very close again, much more intimate than before, which makes the wind soul feel that the whole person is much easier.
Lying in bed unconsciously fell asleep.
The skeleton was covered with blood and fog, and he suddenly found himself in a blood tomb.
His horse realized what had happened, looked around angrily and saw Achan.
Achan looked at him coldly with the orb in her hand. She was wrapped around Gu ‘ai with nothing on her waist, just like the wind soul looks like every time she sees her in this blood tomb.
Although there is a surge of hatred for Achan in my heart, the wind soul has entered this scene many times and already knows that this place is just a kind of dream. Entering this world is just that they know that Achan’s true roots are not here, even if they kill her.
"What do you want?" A Chan looked at his cold face with a little sadness.
"You don’t know" Feng Soul replied coldly.
"Tell me," A Chan’s eyes flashed with reluctance. "I’m willing to sacrifice more after all you’ve done. Isn’t that enough?"
"If you really want to know, I’ll tell you." Feng Soul looked at her and said slowly, "What I want is really simple … I want everyone around me to be safe, and I want those who are happy."
"That’s it?"
The wind soul said, "That’s it!"
"So you hate me so much?" "How can you forgive me for hurting the woman around you?" said Achan.
"Well," the wind soul cold tunnel "you not only almost killed Yin Niang, but also killed Lingxiu. You’d better escape as far as you can, because I will hunt you down."
"Good" A Chan laughed angrily. "I’ll see what you can do. Didn’t you want to come to me? Then come on. If you kill me for something, I’ll give her back to you. "
"who?" The pupil of the wind soul suddenly shrank. "Who will you give me back?"
"Naturally, it is your’ smart sister’!" A toad sneered at the cold light of a treasure in his hand, and immediately changed his appearance when the surrounding scene appeared.
This is a world where Gangfeng and karma are intertwined. The world is full of evil spirits, roaring and wailing. A Chan stands in front of him with her feet in vain, and behind her, she is tied with fairy ropes. A green petticoat woman is resting weakly with her eyes open. Yin qi is constantly eroding her body.
"I’ll wait for you here for three days," said Achan coldly. "You’d better come alone. If it’s too late or I find someone with you, I’ll really give you her head."
The light flashed and all the scenes were broken.