Eight Desolate Sword God

The night is getting deeper and deeper, and the soft lights reflect the whole city of Baidi. The whole city is like a beautiful woman who is still half-faced. When it is full of temptation, it also carries a little history. .

"It's not too late, let's take a break early, I will go out first."

The two sat together, and there was nothing to say. Ye Chenfeng glanced at the dark night sky outside the window and got up and left.

"Morning wind, you don't want to go first, I want to ask you to help me a little busy." Ji dumped and quickly yelled at him, biting his lip, his cheeks reddish.

"What's busy?" Ye Chenfeng's brow slightly wrinkled, not cold or hot.

"I, I want to use the memory stone to record some pictures of our shared bed."

Although Ji Dianxue is getting worse and worse at the impression of Ye Chenfeng who sees the money, but when it comes to sharing the same bed, she is inevitably a little embarrassed.

"Yes!"

Ye Chenfeng knows that Ji Lianxue wants to do what these pictures do, nodded, and agreed very painfully.

"Ye Chenfeng, you wait to come in, I will change into pajamas first." In order to let his grandfather, let Jiang Shanshui completely die, Ji dumping snow out, gently biting the seductive red lips.

When finished, Ji Hong, who was cheeky on his cheek, took his bag and went into the inner room to change clothes.

A moment of hard work, Ji’s sweet voice sounded in the back room: “Ye Chenfeng, come in.”

Into the inner room, Ye Chenfeng clearly saw Ji Lixue wearing a black tight-fitting nightdress sitting on the bed and looking at himself with the help of the dim light.

The tight-fitting nightdress is more perfect for her delicate and delicate body that is obsessed by any man. The crystal-clear skin and **** symmetrical clavicle produce invisible temptation under the light.

Although Ye Chenfeng had already broken his thoughts on Ji Dianxue, he had to admit that this moment of Ji Tixue, the beauty is suffocating.

"Ye Chenfeng, trouble you."

Touching the eyes of Ye Chenfeng's straight hook, Ji Tingxue feels uncomfortable, but fortunately she can control Ye Chenfeng with confidence, not afraid of chaos.

"You can rest assured that if you receive your money, I will fully cooperate."

Ye Chenfeng removed his eyes from the body of Ji Pengxue, and slowly walked over to the bed, taking off his coat, revealing the smooth upper body, and slightly restrained Ji Lixue relying on At the bedside.

"Call!"

Ji Tingxue took a deep breath and pressed his inner nervousness to take out the memory stone that had already been prepared. He placed it at the end of the bed and remembered the picture of himself sleeping with Ye Chenfeng.

The memory stone was opened, and the two seemed to discuss the goodness. They opened the quilt and lay on some hard wooden bed.

The body is tightly tied together, and the faint aroma of Ji’s body makes Ye Chenfeng’s heart feel a wonderful feeling. He can’t help but take a deep breath and his body moves slightly.

Unexpected the little action of Ye Chenfeng, Ji Dingxue frowned and frowned, but his heart was a little angry, but in order to complete the task, Ji Tingxue resisted the resentment in his heart and put his head on the shoulder of Ye Chenfeng very closely. Close your eyes and try to make yourself forget the Ye Chenfeng around you.

A moment, the whole room was quiet, leaving only two people to breathe evenly.

At first, I was closely related to Ye Chenfeng. Ji Dingxue still had some discomfort, but felt the heat from the skin of Ye Chenfeng. Ji Zhixue’s heart was as if he had found the soul harbor and was quiet.

Since Jiang Shanshui forced her marriage, Ji Tingxue suffered tremendous pressure, which greatly affected her martial arts heart, but lying with Ye Chenfeng, all the troubles and pressures in her heart were gone.

Slow, slowly, she forgot the troubles, forgot the people around me, forgot everything, and under the feeling of serenity, snuggled on the shoulders of Ye Chenfeng.

Feeling Ji’s well-balanced breathing, Ye Chenfeng knew that she was asleep, gently turned her head, glanced at her face, and shook her head and dressed to leave.

In the morning, a soft sun shines through the glass, reflecting the dark room and awakening the sleeping Jeep.

"I, I fell asleep."

When Ji Peng snow slowly opened his eyes, he sat up suddenly, and the delicate face showed an incredible color.

She couldn’t imagine that she had fallen asleep on the shoulders of a nasty person without any precaution, and there was a trace of fear in her heart.

"He didn't do anything to me."

Thinking of this, Ji Tingxue’s heart is tight, and he quickly takes down the memory stone at the end of the bed, and some look at the memory.

When she saw that she was sleeping on the shoulders of Ye Chenfeng, Ye Chenfeng did not do anything wrong with herself. She left her clothes and breathed a sigh of relief, muttering to herself: "I am honest, if you dare to use my hands, I will not spare you."

But seeing yourself snuggling around Ye Chenfeng, the quiet smile on his face, Ji Tingxue reveals a hint of confusion and doubt.

She couldn’t understand that this kind of soul-like feeling of tranquility turned out to be brought to her by Ye Chenfeng.

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"Call, the realm is completely consolidated."

After practicing in the side house for most of the night, Ye Chenfeng completely consolidated the realm of the three-level spirits, and the soul and blood flowing out of the brain resonated with the flesh.

Strengthen the realm, Ye Chenfeng got up early, left the inhabited soil courtyard, and walked to Baidi College, located in the east of Baidi City, to find Ye Ziling to pay back the money.

"Yeah, Ye Chenfeng, you finally appeared, I have been looking for you for several days." Ye Chenfeng just walked into Baidi College, and happened to be seen by Di Wancai in the college, thinking of himself being Ye Chenfeng. In the scene of being framed and innocent, Di Wan’s eyes are full of haze.

"Ye Ziling, have you got up?"

Ye Chenfeng came to the small courtyard where Ye Ziling lived, and gently knocked on the door and asked.

"Ye Chenfeng, what are you doing for me?"

When I heard the sound of the morning breeze outside the house, Ye Ziling’s brow slightly wrinkled, hesitated, dressed up, opened the door, and looked at Ye Chenfeng outside the door indifferently, saying in a bad tone.

"You don't misunderstand, I am paying back the money."

Ye Chenfeng looked at the tulle skirt, the delicate facial features of Ye Ziling, and took out 30,000 tickets from her arms and stuffed them into her hands.

"I said, this money is for me, you don't need it." Looking at the hands of thirty thousand two silver tickets, Ye Ziling frowned slightly, whispered.

"I have money now, and I don't want to owe you anything, but I don't want to owe Ye Family."

When finished, Ye Chenfeng did not have any muddy water and turned and left.

Following the back of Ye Chenfeng's departure, Ye Ziling, who holds 30,000 tickets, fell into meditation. She had a feeling that Ye Chenfeng was different from the past.