Quickly wear it: The witch is being coaxed by the yandere again by locking her waist

In the sea of ​​purple flowers, a person wearing a pink skirt picked a handful of flowers in his hand, turned his back to someone, and secretly knitted something.

When he peeked out, a wreath of flowers was placed above his head.

"Hehe, it looks good."

Song Rin's handsome face had two blushes involuntarily. He couldn't imagine how a grown man would look good wearing a purple wreath. He moved his fingers, wanting to take off the wreath, but he was afraid that she would be unhappy.

The more Lichu looked, the more satisfied she became, and her heart itched. She looked at the person sitting against the tree trunk. Her long dark hair was swaying in the gentle wind. With the scenery, it looked like a picture of beauty. She licked her lips.

Stretching out her arms to hug his thin waist, her tone was soft and sweet: "Immortal Lord, I can't bear it anymore."

"There's still half a month left."

"no..."

"obedient."

"Then I'll just take a look...never..." She followed up with other requests.

Song Lin sighed and saw that she was really hungry. After looking around, he nodded lightly with shyness and hesitation.

The person who had been depressed for almost two months immediately beamed.

Song Lin thought she was going back to the house...

Unexpectedly, in broad daylight, although there was no one around.

But it's really embarrassing...

With his red cheeks, he stroked both sides of the little elf's cheeks with his hands, and turned his head to look away.

The two of them were immersed.

Elsewhere, Pei Huaijing paused as she walked on the steps, and her evil eyes suddenly raised, "The woman's voice..."

There is also a hint of evil spirit.

He said that he would never hear wrongly.

How could there be a woman in this ruthless palace? He frowned, there was always a special breath coming from the tip of his nose, and his heart was slightly shaken.

Song Lin...

kitten...

pet...

Could it be that he was also poisoned by a demon?

The staff in Pei Huaijing's hand kept flashing with golden light. He clamped the staff hard. After killing the banshee, he never dared to act rashly again. The staff's light shone so fiercely that he was convinced that there was a demon nearby.

Pei Huaijing's Buddhist aura dispersed all over his body. He stepped onto the stone steps without hesitation and rushed to the place full of demonic aura.

Lichu's eyes were bloodshot, and she looked up innocently at the man who wiped her face.

Song Lin lowered his eyes. He was so embarrassed that he didn't dare to look back into her eyes. He raised his hand and gently wiped away the tears on her face over and over again~

Seeing her huffing and dissatisfied, Song Lin thought for a moment, bent down and kissed the corner of her lips, whispering to comfort the person whose eyes were red because of his pain.

"Put your clothes on." After coaxing for a while, he tugged on someone's clothes.

"You haven't agreed to my request, I won't wear it." She was very unhappy.

Looking at the little goblin who was squirming and unwilling to put on clothes, Song Lin's eyes darkened and he urged: "Get dressed."

Lichu didn't want to, so she let her clothes slide down her shoulders, tilted her head, slowly touched his chest with her hands, twisted her waist, her eyes were as charming as silk, her fingertips traced the angle of his jaw, and then gently scratched his Adam's apple.

"is it okay?"

"The Immortal Lord just wasted his opportunity, shouldn't he be compensated?"

Song Lin frowned, wondering whether to stay here...

She pinched it in advance while he was thinking.

Song Lin sighed helplessly, it had come to this point. He hugged her waist, lowered his eyelashes, and kissed her lips gently.

"If something happens, I won't be the first to spare you." He bit her earlobe and warned in a deep voice.

Li Chu was confused and didn't care what he said. The most important thing was to be happy.

It's only been a while.

Song Lin heard the sound and knew that she...

Not far away, in the grass that is as tall as a person, a pair of narrow black eyes stared blankly ahead through the gap to see who was entangled with the owner of the mountain.

Pei Huaijing dropped his hands on both sides and clenched his fists, his eyes filled with shock and collapse. His breathing was stagnant, as if he couldn't believe what he was seeing.

In his heart, Song Lin was the most proud disciple of his master's friend, so how could he be obsessed with the secular world.

Still a vicious demon.

And...what are they doing?

Why are they 'together'?

What frightened him even more was that when he saw this scene, the soles of his feet were like roots, firmly rooted into the soil.

I couldn't move my eyes away no matter what.

He breathed slowly and silently formed a barrier to prevent the two consciousnesses from discovering him.

Her dark eyes stared closely at the banshee who poisoned him.

This time, she was obviously more powerful than the last time she met him, and her charm was not diminishing but increasing.

Wasn't she killed by herself?

Why are you still alive?

When did Song Lin get poisoned?

Pei Huaijing wanted to step forward to stop the banshee from absorbing his friend's blood, but he somehow felt that he shouldn't bother, or maybe he couldn't.

The delicate person put her thin arms gently on the man's shoulders, and her voice was as beautiful as the cry of a kite, showing her weakness softly.

Pei Huaijing closed his eyes and felt uncontrollably. He clenched his fists in discomfort.

There was always a voice in his heart reminding him that he should stop it and save his friends.

However, the thoughts in his mind were more irritating than the voices in his heart.

He stood motionless and watched the entire game.

He raised his hand and supported it on the stone wall beside him, spitting out a mouthful of blood. He strongly resisted the evil spirit in his body that drove him to kill the two people, which made his heart suffer terribly.

That end.

Song Lin, who was also frightened and shy, successfully coaxed the little goblin, and a clean handkerchief appeared in his hand again.