"Female voice, my lover and I don't want to be disturbed, you leave," the man said.

The female voice glanced at the dancer coldly, and it turned out that it was the female Li who turned into her hair.

"Are you Long?" the female voice shouted, and when she reached out to touch Long, an invisible thing separated her from her.

"Long, you've grown so old. I look younger than you." The female voice didn't believe that her mana would be smaller than that of Long who grew up to be seventeen years old.

Long did not accept her challenge. He moved to Li's side as soon as he stopped, and held Li's waist with his left hand and flew up easily. No god could do this kind of flight.

The female voice is even more determined that it is hers.

Lung took him away.

The female voice looked at their backs and imagined herself in that lofty embrace.

"Female voice, you are here." A clear man rang behind her.

This person is the new leader.

Huang is a leader praised by everyone. He used his powerful magic power to control the uncontrollable flies and imprisoned them in the divine prison. From then on, he was knocked out of the sky and gradually repaired by all gods, and thus he had a comfortable life like before.

Nuwa was busy firing clay figures, and those clay figures were not restricted. The adult men and women rolled together without any hesitation, making waves of breathing, and seclusion of the retreat that they regarded as gods.

Some gods forget their identity and are mixed into these clay people's lives.

With the addition of God, the clay people showed the most perfect praise, respect, and service, completely losing the heart of these gods to the pure cultivation.

When there are men and women in God, there are more topics and more close contacts.

After the conversation between the voice and Huang, Huang stayed in the voice of the voice, and tried the joy of the people.

This kind of joy is not long-lasting, and the female voice soon lost interest. Huang is the most charming person among all the gods. The female voice enjoys the envy of these many goddesses.

Long Kuang and thick chest was wider than Huang, and their palms were opposite each other. Although they did not touch it, the huge palms highlighted that her hands were smaller.

When walking, Long's butt was so petite and raised upwards, like a woman's butt.

The female voice wanted to reach out and grab it, pinch it.

"What are you thinking?" Huang realized that Nu Yin's spiritual sense was not on him. He suppressed the desire of his body and curled up Nu Yin's chin with one hand, making her seductive eyes aim at his eyes.

"It's so bad!" The female voice smiled charmingly, moved her body, and lit a flame on his desire.

"Say." Huang was not influenced by the female voice.

"Ah? Look how does Ng Li look?" The female voice pushed the land to open up and pulled a white cloud over to her body.

"Leave?"

"Yes, that dancer is called Li."

"How could you be interested in her if you don't have magical power?" Huang pointed his fingers hard.

"It hurts." The female voice pushed her hand, rubbed her chin, and put on her clothes as she spitted. This time, she changed into a rose-red wide group.

"How do you like it?"

After the female voice finished speaking, her body rotated. While rotating, her upper body slowly bent down, with a slender neck and a beautiful face close to the soles of her feet.

Her arms spread like birds, and like the rolling sea of ​​clouds. Her shoulders kept shaking and shaking, and one leg was raised high, like a stamen.

"I like." Huang forgot what he wanted to ask just now, flew over, knelt on the ground with one leg, and held up the female voice's head with both hands.

The hairpin on his hair fell to the ground, and the blue hair fell on the white clouds. "Hua Xiangrong." Huang suddenly thought of this sentence and said it.

"What about this?" The female voice stretched out her palm and touched Huang's face gently, then rotated and left, like a red petal in the strong wind.

Huang's heart was as if he was struck by lightning, painful and missing.

"You are mine!" Huang roared in a low voice, sweeping the petals back into the hurricane, and ravaging them again.

The two were buried in the white clouds, and the voices came out of the towers.

Li, who was not far away, felt his heart flushed, and his face was shy and shouted to Long shyly: "Come here!"

Long Zheng tore the white clouds into various shapes and gave Li a gift.

Li suddenly called him, and he hurriedly put down the unformed white cloud in his hand and ran over, "What's the matter?"

Leaving the strap around her waist, she exposed her white chest, tilted her head, and looked at her with a charming look, "What are they doing?"

The sound was like a low roar from a wild beast, like a muffled groaning sound that was not penetrated by a dull thunder.

"What are they doing?" Long asked.

"Hate!" Li reached out and grabbed Long's hand, hugged her, and pressed Long's hand towards his chest.

Hot, hot, soft.

Long withdrew his hand and carefully tightened Li's collar, "I don't like to stay here, we can change places." Long said.

"Yes." Li really doesn't like his man being stared at by other women with naked eyes.

She had realized that the woman wanted to take her romance away.

Huang left, leaving behind a female voice.

The female voice couldn't help but feel joy in her heart, carefully sorted out her makeup, danced lightly, and came to Long's chassis.

After turning for a long time, there was no aura.

The female voice suddenly felt abandoned and felt heartbroken.

Li is her hair, and it is easy to find her.

At any time, she came to find her, hid in the dark, and observed them secretly.

Two pure boys and girls were by the lake, one sings and the other sang, and the other sang, which seemed to be their lives.

The only thing that the female voice could not bear was that she used Li, which she transformed into her hair, always made provocative actions, seducing Long to do the man and woman's affairs as she pleased.

Long always touched Li gently, avoided it with the flow, held the gadget he made in his hand, and held it in front of Li De. He didn't know what he said to Li, and Li Bo burst into tears and smiled.

The female voice is itchy, and such interactions between men and women seem to be even more attractive.

Huang quickly realized that the female voice's attention had shifted to the girl named Li.

He began to pay attention to the separation.

Li was like intentional, and every frown and smile, and that soft limbs seemed to show her cuteness.

He dared not provoke this man, and he couldn't help but feel sorry for such a lovely person as Li. How could a stone who has no clue know the gentleness of water?

The female voice gradually shifted its attention to Huang. Huang seemed to have endless passion, which fully resolved the depression in the female voice.

The wasteland stays outside less and less, and there are only men and women between them.

After taking over the energy of the female voice, Huang looked at the female voice that was not as good as the spiritual energy of the white clouds under her body, and she collapsed there like a pool of mud in the clay man in the lower realm.

Li's voice, smile appeared before his eyes again, and he couldn't help but tidy up his clothes and walked to a place where he often stayed.

Li Zonghui came here alone, sat aside, sat for a long time, and heard Long's shouting, and flew on Long's body like a young bird returning to the forest.

This time, Huang decided to take the initiative to get to know the woman.

"Your name is Li?" Huang asked softly.

Leaving stood up in a daze, trying to leave.

In her consciousness, there was only Long, and no other man appeared.

"My name is Long, and I am the person in charge here."

Li has never been in contact with the outside world and does not know what the person in charge is.

He turned around and left, but threw himself into his hot arms, and then a wave of heat swept across her lips and pulled away from her body.

"Do you still want it?" A nice voice rang in her ears.

Li's face turned red, his eyes drippingly looked at the man who gave her a different feeling, his lips tremblingly opened slightly.

"I want it." After the man said that, he attacked her lips again, caught her off guard, and was powerless to refuse, and more liked it.

Huang gasped and looked at Li, who was soft and soft, and shouts came from afar.

Li pressed his fingers on Huang's lips, shook his head in panic, and signaled him not to make a sound.

The two of them reluctantly let go, Huang watched the treasure in his arms fly out.
Chapter completed!