While speaking, each other's breaths were entangled together. Ye Zhao's face was warmed by the slight opening and closing of his lips, and he said in a stiff voice: "You give me a little more... This is the mountain!"

Yes, the mountain dòng. Nie Renyan squinted his eyes, and took advantage of Ye Zhao's opening time to put his lips and tongue in. Out of the corner of the eye, he glanced at Shi Chuang further inside, and then comforted himself: The stone table is not bad, and the height is moderate. While kissing deeply, he squeezed his knees between Ye Zhao's legs, holding Ye Zhao's hand up his wrist, becoming a finger-interlocking posture, while the other palm slowly unbuttoned Ye Zhao's hands one by one. The button of the coat, and then felt it, covered his waist through the shirt, rubbed it twice, and then walked upstream.

"You—" Ye Zhao only let out a word from the blocked lips, and then became sullen again. Nie Renyan intentionally rubbed his knees slightly, making his legs a little soft, and got wet with water. The cut trouser legs are now tightly wrapped around the calf, showing his slender legs and the graceful curvature of the thin muscles of the legs when they are half-bowed.

Nie Renyan was finally willing to leave Ye Zhao's thin lips, he kissed along Ye Zhao's ears and neck all the way to his collarbone, the dense kiss with hot and humid breath made Ye Zhao open his mouth but did not make any sound, his eyes gradually became misty. . Consciousness became more and more unclear, and the sound of breathing became more and more muddy.

The fingertips lingering on his chest pressed down against Ye Zhao's taut waist and abdomen, and flexibly untied the metal buckle on his belt. Then, Nie Renyan reached in with his calloused hand.

Ye Zhao's body froze obviously, and the turbid breathing gradually changed into a thin gasp, which was amplified and folded into a very emotional voice in the dòng of the three stone walls. He opened his lips slightly, and his eyes gradually lost focus with Nie Renyan's movements. The hand that had been resisting slightly between the two couldn't help but grab Nie Renyan's wrist. The strength is not great.

Nie Renyanming was determined to make Ye Zhao feel comfortable for a while, and then he was dizzy. The movements in his hands were naturally proficient with various skills, and he tried his best. After a few breaths, he looked at Dòng Ding absently.

Tsk, this time it's Lao Tzu's turn to shove it, right? Nie Renyan thought so, and while continuing to tease Ye Zhao, he took Ye Zhao's hand and placed it on his still neatly buckled belt =_,=

As the metal buckle rattled, Nie Renyan's heart swelled to the extreme. He raised the corners of his lips and was thinking about whether to eat it directly, or put Ye Zhao on the table and eat it... Hearing a sharp and piercing bird chirping suddenly sounded from the mouth, the sound was so shrill that it made people feel chilly and uncomfortable just listening to the sound, followed by a very powerful sound of fanning wings—— It seemed that something flew into the dòng.

After a bird chirping started, it took only a few seconds for five or six equally shrill and shrill cries to sound one after another, and the chaotic flapping sound poured into the dòng...

I got a big weed! Lao Tzu's belts are all untied. Come with me? ! ——Nie Renyan's arrow was on the string and he couldn't fire it, he even had the heart of Tucheng!

With a dark face and full of anger, he tidied Ye Zhaohe's own clothes in twos and threes, and then strode out. As soon as he exited the entrance of this stone room, he was caught by a dark red shadow. He threw his head, bloody eyes with strong killing intent and poison that was almost overflowing.

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Nie Renyan instinctively wanted to let go of the red shadow's surprise attack, but the next second he remembered that Ye Zhao was still behind him, so his short movements stopped suddenly, not allowing him to react. In front of him, the other side attacked without hesitation, tentacle-like black smoke swept across the shadow, but the expected blood splash did not happen, and the next second, a strange head pierced through the smoke blocking the front. Passing through the middle, rushing over, the sharp beak came straight to Nie Renyan's eyes!

"Be careful!" Ye Zhao exclaimed from behind.

Stunned for a moment, Nie Renyan squinted his eyes subconsciously and took a step back. However, the speed of the thing was too fast. Almost at the same time as he moved, he felt a sharp sting in his right eye. Slashed, but didn't hit anything. Just when he frowned and felt the pressure of the sharp objects on his eyes getting heavier and heavier, he only heard a gust of wind passing by his ear, followed by a "puchi" sound from the front, as if a sharp weapon had not entered. The sound of the flesh was dull and solid, and then something fell to the ground.

Since he could only see Nie Renyan's shoulders, Ye Zhao walked over quickly and asked, "Are you injured?" He put his hand on Nie Renyan's shoulder, wanting to turn him over to take a look.

"It's okay, my eyes were pecked." Nie Renyan replied in a deep voice, retracting the black smoke, and reaching out to cover his right eye. Soon, liquid slipped between his fingers, and his palm was wet, he wiped it with the back of his hand, opened and closed his eyes, and turned halfway along Ye Zhao's strength, "Tsk, this thing has a really powerful mouth. "

Ye Zhao looked at his right eye that was still bleeding even though he closed it, his fingers on his shoulder tightened, and he said in a low voice, "Hurry back and deal with it!" With so much blood, how serious is the wound? !