Chapter 342: Indiscriminate

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Before, he looked down on life and death, and died and died. Now he has a strong desire to live.
Live and be with her.
regardless of costs……
In the hands of Jimo, the ancient bowl slowly turned into an ordinary stone.
This is neither afraid of wrestling nor confusing.
The fighting in midair is getting louder and louder.
Jimo Ya buried the ancient bowl in a solid and secret stone crevice, and said to the illusion, "Try."
"Ok."
The illusion is so intense that she swallows her mouth. She must bring the Jimo in with her, she must! He is her male god, her favorite person, she must bring him in...
A strong will filled her mind.
She only felt top-heavy, and she had already entered the space.
She hurriedly looked to her side -
Jimo is here!
Hey, Jimo is coming in too!
Jimo Ya still maintains her position halfway, her face is also a surprise, and she glances at the surrounding environment, and she regains her gaze and falls on the face of the illusion.
The eyes of the two men, the relaxation, the excitement, the excitement, the long-suppressed love, are all in this relaxed shackle.
The illusion is being smudged by the smoldering eyes of the ink, and she wants to turn her face. The ink is covered with her little cherry lips...
Intense and violent.
As if everything is, it is vented in this kiss.
I was contaminated with the cold and fragrant lips of Jimo, and she sucked her, like a storm, wrapped her tongue, nowhere to hide, forcing her response, sucking the sweetness of her mouth. Straight in the illusion of a soft body, can only be unable to climb to the end of the ink, let him do.
I don't know how long it took, time seems to have stopped, that is, Moya finally let go of the fascinating lips.
The illusion has long been soft and weak, the cheeks are red, and the chest is accompanied by a violent ups and downs.
Jimo’s breath that had been smoothed down was heavy again, his eyes were dark, and his long, white hands were attached to the soft, towering place, kneading...
The illusion of the body trembled, screaming at the end of the ink, a pair of scorpions, watery with a little bit of a panic, and a little bit of confusion, seeing that the ink is tight, one hand seems to be uncontrolled, Sliding in along the placket.
That is, the soft touch of soft jade, so that the ink end of the deep breath, and bowed and covered with the delicate lips like a flower...
......
In the illusion of Yan Jiaojiao, "It’s so fierce, you are your son, you are a wolf!"
She slammed a handful of ink, that is, Moya fell on the grass.
After falling to the ground, there was no up, and it was already fainted.
His original internal injuries were serious, and the internal organs of the internal organs were basically all damaged. He had not had any painful performance before. He did not want to worry about the illusion.
Now my heart is reappearing, and I have a passionate kiss. I can’t help it anymore, and I fainted in the past.
There is also a smile on the corner of his mouth.
I didn't know the illusion, and I was shocked. She quickly checked the pulse for him and found that it just fainted, and put a heart hanging from the eyes of the blind man back.
Touching the red and swollen lips, I don’t know if it’s the gas or the laugh.
Let’s take it, it hurts you so much, and thinks that it’s cheap. It’s so fierce!

It took a lot of effort to help him in the lounge of the log house.