flstandardbreds Chapter 151 The Star Lady is Cowardly and Teasy (54)
Chapter 151 The Star Lady is Cowardly and Teasy (54)
Wen Shiyun blinked her eyelashes and followed his words, starting to lick the most serious wound on his chest and abdomen.
There was still some soft white hair there, but it was stained by the blue blood. As she licked it, it gradually returned to its original color. The fine hairs on it shrank and shrank, and the thick black mist revealed the real and tragic wound underneath as she licked it.
Wen Shiyun's foot pad gently stepped on the man's injured chest. At first, the force was like an ant bite, but it was soft and cool. The pleasant numbing feeling made people addicted.
She looked at him beneath her, lifted her foot pad, and followed his thoughts, applying force little by little on the wound on his chest. She gently stirred him, and the itchiness was like the itchiness of flesh and blood being remade and regenerated, spreading from his chest to his entire body, and slowly some tender pink flesh grew out.
A strange itch kept drilling inside, painful yet pleasurable.
Lin Dong took a deep breath and groaned, a shameful gasp overflowing from his lips and tongue.
At the same time, the man brought her back to the ground above the submerged liquid, and all the transparent liquid below was condensed into frost, white and transparent.
The mutants surrounding and entangled them were frozen into snow blocks by the man's control of frost the moment he woke up.
The man knelt down, hugged her tightly, and remained motionless. It was impossible to tell what kind of sensitive state of mind he was in.
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This time, Wen Shiyun did not let the man go easily. She knew how badly he was injured. The mental power covering his spiritual body was so strong that almost every touch could bring intense pleasure to the man.
The cat buried its head in licking the wound on his chest. The blue blood was licked clean bit by bit by her. The flesh underneath emitted a little white fluorescence, pulling the muscles on the man's chest to restructure bit by bit, and the pink flesh grew out bit by bit.
The newly grown pink flesh is soft and cannot withstand teasing, like a newly born seed in the soil. It trembles violently when teased, but grows faster and faster, honestly expressing the likes of its body.
The man's grayish-white pupils were clear yet blurry, distracted yet restrained.
The white eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings, but there was no sign of stopping.
It gave her an inexplicable illusion, making her feel that she could let herself play with it... This usually aloof and cool flower of Gaoling, let him be under her...
Wen Shiyun blinked her eyelashes slightly, a little absent-minded, and couldn't help but think of the abstinence and naked appearance of her spiritual body when it transformed into her real body, and subconsciously swallowed her saliva.
The next moment, the man seemed to have sensed her thoughts and changed back to his original form.
He looked at her without blinking, as if calling her,
The high nose bridge, the cold and pale thin lips, the muscles with clear and smooth textures on the waist and abdomen, the straightforward exposure and temptation, the abstinence makes people unable to stop their heart from beating.
Wen Shiyun's heart moved slightly, and he skillfully switched back to his original form.
Her fair and tender hands touched his waist and abdomen lightly, causing waves of tremors. The touch under her hands was as warm as a piece of elastic white jade, and he would breathe according to the depth of her strength.
The body is the most honest and the best at expressing itself.
"Hmm..." Lin Dong couldn't help but make a slight sound.
His eyes were light, and he looked calm and blank.
Lying in front of her, my body will honestly follow her hands, enjoying the pleasure of skin contact.
The sexy, seductive and contrasting look made her heart beat faster for some reason.
Her fingertips traced along the edge of his wound, turning, twisting, and flowing ambiguously. Her gentle fingertips almost described every part of his body.
Winter endured it, restrained himself and took a deep breath, and couldn't help but reach out and grab the woman's wrist, but his hand did not exert any force.
It doesn't seem like a restraint, but rather a desire.
I want to take the woman's hand and go deeper, no longer testing the edge,
Even if the wound were to be completely rotten and regenerated, it would still be more pleasurable than itching at the edges like this.
Winter's eyelashes trembled slightly, and the panting breath in his throat overflowed from his lips, teeth and fingertips. He simply let go of his hand, which had no strength to begin with.
"My spirit body wants you..."
His eyes were still expressionless and emotionless, but he was almost more honest and subconsciously following his inner impulses.
He sighed heavily, as if acknowledging some hidden impulse in his heart, and pulled the weak and vulnerable guide into his arms.
The woman's spiritual power quickly soothed the man's hideous wounds through the contact of their skin. Although the wounds on his spiritual body were still hideous, they were already showing signs of healing.
If the fluctuation range of the man's mental body mutation is retested at this time, it will be found that the degree of his mutation has dropped from 80% to 70%, and has vaguely returned to the temporarily controllable range.
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She is his antidote.
Winter looked at her intently, and his grayish-white vertical pupils slowly returned to their original color.
Her white feathery eyelashes fluttered lightly, so pure that it seemed as if she was the only one in his world.
He held her tightly in his arms.
Half squatting, standard posture, back straight, like an ice sculpture, motionless.
Only the faint tremors in his body revealed the man's unstable emotions and breath.
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The purification within his spirit slowly seeped into his body and materialized upon him. The large hole in his chest slowly returned to its original state.
Wen Shiyun was like someone who was seduced by a god. She half-knelt beside the man and slowly supported herself on him with both hands.
Winter still looked at her with his pure white eyes, tacitly allowing her to do anything.
It was as if she was following the words she said in her room that day—
"As long as you are willing, during the spiritual cleansing period, you can do whatever you want to me...
The words suddenly echoed in her ears, staining her earlobes with a bright and ambiguous blush. Her light brown eyes were filled with water, making people want to indulge in them.
Winter's white pupils trembled slightly, and his breathing became heavier, perhaps hiding some unconscious expectation.
They kept this posture of woman on top and man on the bottom, staring into each other's eyes for a long time.
The auras of the two intertwined, like a stone thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples.
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