Pu Yu knew very well that he kept telling himself that he must not have suffered, nor must he not, but his physiological reactions were constantly controlled by his brain, and a wave of evil fire rushed up to him, making him feel uncomfortable all over.

He thought it wouldn't work, so he had to leave quickly, but after moving, he realized that his feet were nailed to the ground and could not move in an instant...

This... this, was he so deeply bewitched by this woman that he couldn't even walk? No, it must be that this woman used some magic to bind his feet and could not walk.

Anger surged in Pu Yu's eyes, intertwined with the fire, making his golden eyes brighter and his handsome face look more and more beautiful.

Pu Yu's appearance is rare and handsome, and few people can compare to it. His appearance makes Zhou Tianhui even more unbearable than him.

While Zhou Tianhui sucked her fingers, her other injured hand flexibly opened the collar and exposed a piece of snow-white neck. Her fingers slowly hooked down, and soon exposed half of her round and fair shoulders and a corner of her pink bellyband. The bright color made Pu Yu feel a little dry when her skin became more delicate and white.

Zhou Tianhui slowly touched her neck, as if she was masturbating, her eyes kept hooking Pu Yu, and her belt was torn off by her, and her entire upper body was half naked in front of Pu Yu.

She gasped and said in a coquettish voice: "Young Master is right...I am indeed hot...so hot...you can see that you are sweating..."

Her fingers slid across her collarbone, then lifted them up delicately, shaking them gently for Pu Yu to see, but there was a little water stain on the end of her finger.

Pu Yu clenched his fists and said nothing, his brows frowned, his lips tightly pursed, his body was as tight as a stone, his eyes were full of anger...

Zhou Tianhui's other hand was pulled out of his mouth, carrying transparent silver wire, which was extremely ambiguous.

She licked the fluid in her palms and glanced at Pu Yu charmingly: "Young Master, isn't they... not beautiful enough?"

After saying that, she lay down and slowly climbed up to Pu Yu. Her speed was very slow. Her upper body was only a little hung with her clothes, and her chest in her bellyband was almost unable to cover her.

As she crawled, her hips raised and swayed slightly with her movements. The posture was frivolous and slutty, but the eyes of the hooked person could be adjusted out.

Pu Yu bit the tip of his tongue hard and felt the smell of blood spreading in his mouth, which made him a little better.

The distance between the two was very short. Zhou Tianhui had already climbed to Pu Yu's feet, pulled Pu Yu's clothes and swayed. She touched his calf with the other hand slowly and slowly touched her. Her fingers seemed to be torches, and every place she touched was burning.

Zhou Tianhui felt Pu Yu's calves trembling, and a silver bell-like laughter overflowed from her mouth: "Young master, don't be so cruel... I will serve you well..."

Pu Yu bit his tongue again, and the pain stimulated his brain and restored her to a little more mind. He slowly squatted down and looked at Zhou Tianhui's eyes last time: "Look... your skillful technique is not a daughter of Lao Shizi, but like a sister of a kiln in a kiln. This kung fu skill is trained from how many men?"
Chapter completed!