Those Days of Hunting Demons and Devils

Jiyan was sore and itchy on the face and shoulders of the beast's beard residue: "Don't go in...I...I'm going to die..." The white lion looked down wearily, and the desire in the light blue eyes was flowing , He slowly licked the man’s cheek, saw the man dodge and humiliated, the beast slowed down the licking movement, the hairy ears moved gently, and heard the man groaning unspeakably, The white lion's eyes were condensing, and his desire was stuck between the legs of the man, and he began to move slowly.

The hot giant was sandwiched between the man's thighs, and the desire rubbed back and forth between his legs. Under the rhythm of the beast, the man's legs were hot and hot, and the white lion's hot desire was against the man's erect body. Friction, these repeated shocks make the man unable to adapt for a while, the hot desire is against him, rubbing him, even teasing him... Ji Yan never thought that he was in such a difficult situation. Beast leggings, this unreasonable beasting against a man can't speak, and can only make a "pheeping" sound. The faster and faster movement of the beast makes the man have the illusion of burning his lower body, and the flaming taste is like When the man spoke, he let out a low moan.

The desire of the beast protrudes from the burgundy and the flesh is red and fleshy, with a lustful luster... Ji Yan was forced to stop, but under the impact and the collision, his voice was intermittent, seeming weak and impetuous, plus The thrill of the rubbing on the upper and lower abdomen, the man's weak moaning echoed in the ethereal cave, the fluttering of the flesh and the unstable gasping sounded one after another, and the mist filled the cave.

The white lion pressed hard against the man's desire, and the viscous hot liquid spewed out. At the same time, the white lion's roaring sound rang in his ears, and the hot liquid spilled on the man. The beast rubbed between his legs to release the liquid. The hot liquid made the man full. The liquid was very hot and hot, as if to burn his skin.

At the moment when he climbed the peak just now, the trace of Yan's brain was completely blank, and he forgot that he was sandwiching the giant root of the beast with his legs. It is shameful that he was under the beast's desire of the beast and couldn't help but let it out.

The white lion let go of the trace delay, and the ease after venting made the beast very happy. The beast slowly looked up: "Did you just say that I want to wash my hair?" White lion's voice was not loud, and his tone was relaxed and natural.

"..." Ji Yan was still in a daze.

The white lion walked slowly in front of him, licked his sweat-wet neck, and quietly looked at the man whose emotions were gradually calming down: "Now you can’t go either. Tonight, there are only two of us. Enthusiastic, then I would like to trouble you to wash my hair, and by the way, you can also wash the smell of your body.

"After having sex, the white lion instructed him to do things like a person, but the beast's tone was very light, even with a little tiredness in the softness, and the white lion leaned over his chest to lick the sweat on the man's chest. He did not dare to make trouble, worrying that the beast would come again, but had no choice but to promise to clean the beast.

Washing the fur of the beast This is the first time since Yan Yan's usual time. He is very careful and gentle. He sits at the hot spring and cleans the fur of the beast resting beside him.

The beast's breath was tickling on the man's leg.

After knowing that he cleaned each other’s bodies, the White Lion slowly got up and walked out of the cave. He thought the White Lion was gone, but after a while the beast came back with his clothes on, and threw the clothes to him. .

That night, Jiyan fell asleep in the arms of the white lion. The silky skin of the beast was very soft. The warm body temperature resisted the coldness of the night. At first, he resisted a bit. When the white lion fell asleep in exhaustion The warm, fleshy palm of the beast warmed his cool arm as he clasped his shoulders with his claws.

After a day of driving, Ji Yan also fell into sleepy sleep... the next day.

When Ji Yan woke up again, the White Lion was no longer visible. If there was still a red mark on the place where the sharp object was rubbed between his legs, he would think that last night was a ridiculous and restrictive spring dream. But the facts proved that this was not the case, and he could not care so much. He immediately caught up with the mountain to save people. After last night, it was strangely discovered that the spiritual power had returned to the body. He could walk with the wind as usual, but let What he was disturbed about was that he had delayed all night last night. No, even on the mountain, I hope Miss Zhang's family has not been persecuted by tiger spirits.

According to Zhang Guanjia's description, the tiger spirit loves Miss Zhang's family very much. The tiger spirit must be reluctant to treat such a weak woman.

Jiyan recovered his aura and was able to control mana with ease. He soon came to the tiger's lair, but the gravel and broken gates of the ground made him feel uncomfortable, and there were obvious signs of fighting on the ground. The deep impressions on the ground can't see the weapons, but the man who created the big pit must have high mana.

Is anyone ahead of him? The dignified expression appeared on the gentle face of Yan Ji, and with a little toe, he flashed into the cave lightly, like a gust of wind disappearing at the entrance of the cave.

A mist blew, and the mist covered the hole.