Chapter 571

With a chill on her chest, Jimo Ya leaned forward and was undoing her clothes.

Huan Qingyan's crystal clear complexion flushed red, and he gently grabbed his hand, "Hey, what do you want to do? Are you here?"

field battle?

Damn it, it sounds so exciting!

Jimo Ya didn't stop, and tore off her blouse in twos and threes, "Well, in order to detoxify you, my husband will just stop here for a while."

"But, but, in case someone comes, your guards..."

Jimo Ya said, "Okay, little thing, you still have thoughts about these things, it seems that you haven't worked hard enough for your husband..."

He took off all the clothes on her body so violently, except for the two instruments, the back armor, and the waist guard, after they were well preserved, the rest were damaged by his spiritual power and turned into pieces.

Without Huan Qingyan's cooperation, the two instruments couldn't be taken off for the time being. A back armor was protecting her chest, holding up the beautiful scenery.

That purple waist protector, draped around her waist, is vaguely, a bit more sexy and mysterious against her snow-white complexion...

Jimo Ya was so bored that he couldn't take it off, "It's also a different style. It's not bad that Dona gave you these two sexy underwear!"

Huan Qingyan vomited blood in embarrassment, male god, your integrity has fallen ten blocks away, go and pick it up!

Dona, who was thousands of miles away, wanted to vomit blood! (I want to protect Xiaoyan, protect Xiaoyan!)

Jimo Ya lifted up one of Huan Qingyan's legs, and then lifted up the half-covered Ziyun waist gauze, the posture was extremely ambiguous, the two hot places were tightly attached, and there was a moment of grinding up.

Huan Qingyan's blood surged up, he took a quick breath, his waist was arched, and he made a tactful sound.

Jimo Ya teased her, his voice hoarse, "Well, does anyone care?"

Huan Qingyan panted, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

There are echoes everywhere in this empty volcanic cave, the voices of the two of them, no matter how small, echoed again and again, Huan Qingyan heard these embarrassing voices, and wished to find a hole in the ground to get in.

But the stimulation was abnormal, and I couldn't help but make a sound.

In fact, Jimo Ya couldn't bear it anymore, he sank and entered.

As soon as they entered, both of them were suffocated.

He moved slightly, Huan Qingyan began to cry, "No, no, it still hurts, you go out..."

Jimo Ya repeated his old plan, biting the palm of his hand again, bleeding her mouth to pacify her.

But after a while, her body opened and relaxed, allowing him to move.

Just getting better, I don't know if the two people's movements are too violent, or the volcanic geological layer is too old, suddenly the ground where the two are intertwined, cracks and shatters...

Jimo Ya and Huan Qingyan, as well as the blanket, fell down together!

The most embarrassing thing for Huan Qingyan was that even during the descent, Jimo Ya didn't panic at all, and still hugged her...

It seemed to be more exciting and passionate, and big drops of sweat rolled down.

And she actually ignored the pain of being different in size, felt the peak of abnormal joy, and vented a surge of emotion...

Huan Qingyan wants to die.

After about a few seconds, Jimo Ya and Huan Qingyan fell into the bottom of the volcano.