Perhaps it was because of His Majesty's surrender and obedience that made him feel satisfied. Meng Sheng Yanluo, who was hovering around his waist, finally moved away.

Arao felt a little relieved, thinking that the matter had just passed, and she tried hard to calm down and was about to ask Baili's burning of heart fruit.

But who knew he spoke first: "The wine was produced in Xianling City just now."

A Rao's eyes narrowed slightly, thinking that he was going to ask her what method she got the fairy wine.

Sure enough, did he still make him suspicious?

Arao was thinking about it and was about to speak, but she heard Baili's tone ask in a faint tone: "Do you still have wine?"

He wasn't interested in the origin of the fairy wine?

A Rao couldn't help but be slightly stunned, thinking to himself whether he was addicted to alcohol?

That's good, he has always had a shallow alcohol tolerance and will get drunk if he drinks more.

When he got drunk, he became less aggressive. He first cut his claws and straightened his hair, and then let her take the initiative to do some serious things.

"It's true. There are two jars of wine on the bedside. If you like it, I... I can ask the inner officer to send a few more."

Bailian didn't say anything, and grabbed his arm and took two jars of wine deep in the soft and fragrant pillow.

With a "peel", this jar of precious treasures of fairy wine can be worth a medium-sized city among the countries.

A Rao had just ruined half of the jar, and Bailian was even more distressed and used this precious wine as clean water.

A cool line of wine overflowed, sliding down the perfect neck, and the red marks and seals falling between the pale skin were all washed away.

The cold wine fell along his chest, spilling on Arao like a clear spring splashing on his body.

The scars on the back were invaded by the cold wine, and the scorching pain suddenly felt cold and stinging.

A Rao let out a light cry, sweating on her forehead in pain, her body couldn't help but shrink, and she hummed lowly: "What a ice..."

Bailian ignored her complaint and looked cold: "Hold on."

Although his peaceful voice had a commanding meaning, his attitude towards her was not sharp.

A Rao felt an indescribable dangerous change in Baili An. She was no longer like the naive boy who had not passed through the world of the world last night, but mostly like the masters of that year.

But not exactly.

The light from the beacon divides his face into two colors, half light and half dark.

The black eyebrows of the crow's eyes look like the extremely well-behaved and gentle type.

Even though A Rao knew in her heart that this was most likely an illusion of confusing people and sinking, she still couldn't help but be stunned.

She stared at him and wiped the traces on his body cleanly, and her cold and fair skin fell out bit by bit.

She was wearing a snow-white beast blanket, like a demon wearing a magical skin. This facial skin is enough to make her lose her true heart again and again!

Soon, her name was never seen again on him.

But A Rao knew that there was another trace that was as bad as a mark, which he could not wash with wine. His body was covered with her mark and he could not get rid of her in his life.

Thinking of this, A Rao's body couldn't help but feel a strange agitation, and her body couldn't help but shake it gently.

Bailian paused slightly when wiping her body, his eyes were unabashed. He reached out and pressed her slender waist: "Have I told you to move?"

The curtains fluttered gently, shattering the scenery in the room.

A Rao snorted lightly, pressed her chin against the soft pillow, and said, "What's the point?"

Bailian's eyes turned cold, and he reached out to grab a handful of her black hair, put it into his fingers, and pulled her hair across her, forcing her to tilt back and raise her head.

The movements were not very rough, but they were definitely not gentle. Arao did not feel the pain of tearing her hair, but she clearly felt the wild energy on his body.

Such a gentle and polite person forced her to act like she was free and unruly and wild, and Arao was a little impressed by herself.

A jar of newly-deleted wine was pressed against her lips, and his particularly cold voice came from behind: "Drink it."

The forced tone made A Rao a little unhappy, but when he thought that this was the first time he fed her wine with his own hands, the unhappiness in his heart immediately dissipated.

Baili's condition was very wrong at this moment, but the devil's Majesty, who was so lustful, gradually ignored this because of his initiative.

She opened her mouth obediently and drank the fairy wine he poured into her mouth.

Bailian poured wine without any hurry and poured half a jar of wine into her stomach without spilling, and then stopped the movement in her hand.

Arao's hair loosened and fell back on the pillow.

She was half-supported, her weird beauty was slightly drunk, her long eyes were flowing with light, and her spring was full of spring. She hooked her tongue and licked the wine beside her lips, and said, "If you want to get me drunk, half a jar of wine is not enough."

Bailian shook the wine pot and said, "You can only drink half a jar."

A Rao frowned slightly, and suddenly realized that Bailian's behavior at this moment was like the bastard she had done to him just now.

Where is the active feeding and flirting?

He is clearly cerebral for tooth and eye for eye!

Arao's confused mind slowly turned a few times.

After drinking, what did she do?

Oh, by the way, she burned two marks on him with Mengsheng Yanluo.

A Rao subconsciously looked at Meng Sheng Yanluo who was thrown aside, looking panicked.

Bailian, who noticed her gaze, sneered and said, "Your name is engraved on it. Even if I want to repay you with evil retribution, I will naturally not use this thing?"

A Rao asked silly: "Then what are you going to use?"

Bailian smiled, smiling coldly: "It's not what you want anyway?"

A Rao's face was burning like fire, and she always felt that he was teasing her just now. She kicked him angrily: "What do you want?"

Bailian didn't say anything and pushed her forward. The next moment, her sharp fangs slowly stretched out of the slit of her lips, her eyes were sharp and her pupils were red.

A Rao suddenly felt something wrong, thinking, could he want to give her a blood-born ceremony and assimilate her into a corpse demon?

This idea is too ridiculous. She has now inherited the king's lineage. In terms of the noble bloodline, she can be on par with the general Wang Yi. There is no one who suppresses whom.

It was just as he was confused that Arao felt her neck tightening and her palm pressed her head into the soft pillow with one hand.

The other hand of the man behind him passed through her slender waist, and suddenly raised it, and a piercing pain came from the skin on his waist.

The sour, numb and itchy tingling sensation instantly occupied Arao's entire nerve.

She couldn't help but stretch her legs and was stunned.

This is... her waist was chewed?!

Pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain!!!!!!

The fangs were covered with life-devouring things. The pierced wound was cold and cold, and it was extremely hot for a moment. It was as painful as a needle and a fire!

"It hurts! It hurts so much! Let me go!" A Rao kicked his legs down and burst into tears, and he burst into tears.

The painful process did not last long, Bailian let go of her body and looked at the two bright red red teeth marks on her body with a deep look.

This was the first time in his life that he injected his own corpse poison.

It was not the blood-borne ritual that A Rao thought, but the breath that belonged to him was deeply poured into the other party's body.

A trace of death simply fell.

A crimson flower on the other side slowly winds from the two teeth marks.

Reflected among the white skin as white as snow, the unique beauty is charming and charming.

A Rao was seen tightly and almost turned over with all her strength. She looked at Bailian with tears still dry, and her crying sound was strong: "How can you bite my waist? That kind of place...that kind of place...how can it..."

Bailian raised his eyes casually, with a trace of undried blood on his lips: "So you know that some places should not be touched randomly?"

His expression suddenly became fierce: "Then are you still burning words on me?"

A Rao's eyes lowered, and the words on his bright red mark were particularly eye-catching and clear.

At that time, she was also so annoyed by his words that she lost her mind. She regretted such a rebellious thing.

But things have come true, and now I regret admitting my mistakes will be difficult to calm his anger.

Bailian glared at her: "Don't do to others what you do not want others to do to you! Haven't your husband told you about this?"

A Rao was so scared to tears by his fierce appearance that she shook her whole body and said in a choking voice: "I... my husband died early, and I am born stupid. I can't remember what Mr. said, you... don't be cruel to me."

Now I admit defeat quickly. What have I done before!!

Bailian's eyes were cold: "You still owe me a little, and you have to pay it back as soon as possible."

He gently closed the beast blanket that had slipped off his shoulders, looked cold and ordered: "Get ready."

How dare A Rao lie down? She covered her waist with her hands and shook her head desperately.

Bailian grinned his teeth, his expression was very fierce.

What a good guy, there is still blood on his fangs.

After a while, Arao packed up her courage, lay back obediently, leaned her head against the soft pillow, and whimpered like a little beast.

The more crazy and cruel you are in front, the more cowardly you are now.
To be continued...