887 Chapter 886 of “The quick-traveling girl prepares to knock down the male protagonist”

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“…No wonder they are all fascinated by you…you are really sweet…” Mistress bit her teeth and exchanged each other’s sweet liquid.

The cold and proud lips and tongue kept changing their angles, and an unknown person’s saliva dripped from the corner of his mouth.

“He…them?! Ayou…you…what are you talking about…I, I don’t understand…No, don’t do this…stop…” Grabbing a gap, Zhou Minjiao breathed out a few notes, her mind on the verge of dizziness due to the high temperature generated by the passionate kiss, but Han Jiuyou’s sarcastic words were like a basin of cold water, making her feel chilled from the bottom of her heart.

But her whole body was limp and slumped in his arms, exuding an astonishingly sexy and charming look.

“That won’t work, I can’t stop…” The concubine didn’t care what name she called, because he never cared about the title, because no matter what it was, whether it was Han Jiuyou, Di Simo, or the concubine, to put it bluntly, it was him.

What really bothered him was that Han Jiuyou and Di Simo had undue feelings for Zhou Min, which made people feel humiliated, resentful and unspeakable…hate!

The concubine left her lips slightly and moved to her round earlobe, gently sucking and licking it. She was satisfied to see it quickly become a touching color.

“Han Jiuyou! I’m your sister…” Because of the kiss just now, the mottled cracks on his face have disappeared, and his pale lips have been pecked and turned crimson. His white teeth are biting on the rose-red lips at this time, seeming eager to speak but shy, “You, you can’t go on… We, we can’t… Really, really can’t…”

Zhou Min looked at him face to face with a rouge-like blush on her face. However, at this moment, Han Jiuyou gave Zhou Min an extremely mysterious and solemn sense of dignity. Every frown and every smile exuded ultimate charm and dignity.

“There is already one person in the world who can say no to me…” He smiled evilly, and suddenly because of those words, Zhou Min was hit hard in the heart with a sledgehammer, and the pain spread to his heart.

Zhou Min subconsciously reached out and covered his mouth, “Don’t say it.”

The hostess and Zhou Min looked at each other, and they looked at each other speechlessly. The distressed look in Zhou Min’s eyes made the hostess a little dazed, but Zhou Min felt at a loss because of her inexplicable actions.

“So… I prefer taking action rather than talking nonsense.” He didn’t want to go into the meaning of the distress in Zhou Min’s eyes, but he smiled meaningfully, and his words were even more confusing, but his eyes looking at Zhou Min became more and more fiery. It was the first time Zhou Min saw fiery eyes in Han Jiuyou’s cold eyes that had not changed for thousands of years.

It was a light that could burn all life in the world. It made her heart skip a beat and gave her the illusion that the eyes of the people in front of her were filled with too many emotions, too much depression, too much hate and love…

Enough to burn her to death.

But why was there such deep, depressing, and heavy hatred in Han Jiuyou’s eyes and love that was so deep that she thought she had seen it wrong…

The overwhelming force was enough to overwhelm her.

Zhou Min looked stupidly at the handsome face that was getting bigger and bigger in front of her. His strong and hot breath sprayed on her face, making her tremble slightly.

She subconsciously put her hands on his chest, shrank back because her hands on her waist were shackled, and murmured, “Ayou… you, what’s wrong with you…”

“What do you think should be wrong with me…” The corners of the concubine’s lips raised slightly, but Zhou Min was lost in those cold, ignited eyes.

It turned out that the moment the cold eyes were lit, there was a dazzling light like thousands of purples and reds, like a glorious sky blooming in the dark night, and the heart was more like a concussion, and only the pounding pounding could be heard.

Finally, I see you have changed your appearance for me, but why do I feel so distressed…

Zhou Min felt an inexplicable surge of sadness, regret and deep attachment in her heart, but it disappeared in the blink of an eye, as if the sudden inexplicable feeling just now was just an illusion…

The concubine had been staring at Zhou Min, a flash of distress in her eyes, and although the confusion passed in just a second, she still could not escape the sharpness hidden under his deep black eyes.

Ignoring the complexity of Zhou Min’s heart at this time, he just wanted to end this so-called ridiculous dual cultivation as soon as possible. He held her little hand and pressed it against his lower abdomen, allowing her to fully feel the physiological instinctive desire of this body.

That’s what Han Jiuyou said to Zhou Min, not him to Zhou Min…

The overwhelming and powerful desire, almost gushing out, made Zhou Min’s hands tremble slightly. She raised her head and looked at him in disbelief, “You, you… why are you so big!”.

Zhou Min was almost frightened. After all, in Zhou Min’s mind, Han Jiuyou was several years younger than her. Although he was tall and strong, his real age was only a boy of sixteen or seventeen.

Yes, but the thing in my hand now…

The hot and hard grip in her hand made her feel like she was being shocked by electricity, and her beautiful eyes widened.

He threw away his hand in panic. As soon as Zhou Min said the words, he knew he regretted it and his face was red and bleeding…

“Only you have always regarded me as a child…I have always regarded you as a woman, sister…”

Looking at Zhou Min who wanted to shrink into her arms, the concubine suddenly smiled like an evil devil for some unknown reason. Her voice was rough and low, and her words about “sister” were extremely ambiguous and deliberate.

While calling her sister, he held her slender waist tightly into his arms with one domineering hand, and the fingertips of the other hand moved down her young face like flames, carelessly and again.It slid unusually gently over her long, snowy neck and thin, fragrant shoulders, and finally rested on the soft, snow-white, huge round body. She rubbed it vigorously through her clothes, enjoying its softness and fullness.

Strong pressure came from the tender pepper breasts. Zhou Min sat on Han Jiuyou and squirmed, “Ayou… you don’t want to be like this… um… don’t… don’t… can’t… it doesn’t… hurt…”

The concubine sneered. She still barely felt the touch of the fabric under her palm. She glanced at Zhou Min who was sitting in her arms and moving around in her arms. Her left arm tightly hugged Zhou Min’s slender waist.

Holding her in his arms, his evil tongue suddenly played with her delicate long neck. His right hand quickly pulled down her skirt and opened her small underwear. A pair of white, greasy and plump breasts popped out, exposed and trembling slightly in the air, creating a charming wave of breasts.

The small nipples that stand tall and pretty on the chest are also set off by the light pink round areolas, like two tempting cherries, tempting to pick.

“Don’t…Ayou…” The white and delicate body that suddenly came into contact with the air couldn’t help but tremble. She subconsciously wanted to shrink back, but the mistress’s left arm forcefully circled her back into her arms.