บท 433: Poem (2)

Lin 'an was rolling around on the bed, her face and ears red. When she saw the 5000-word content of Zixia fairy and long aotian rolling in the bed, she shouted,I hate it.

As he read it word by word, an image appeared in his mind.

Then, she felt her body burning hot. Her legs rubbed against each other from time to time. Her round face was as red as a ripe apple. Her peach-shaped eyes were already charming, but after a layer of mist covered them, they became even more alluring and seductive.

However, the core of the story was the love story between Zixia fairy and long aotian.

The first two-thirds were all sweet relationships, and the last one-third was a knife.

Seeing long aotian's skin and bones removed and sent into Samsara as a beast for eternity, and Zixia fairy imprisoned in Guanghan Palace forever, Lin 'an found that his pillow was wet.

She sniffled and said angrily,"why is it gone down there?" Dog slave, why is there nothing down there?"