Yun Qingluo looked at the guy in front of him again.
The more he looked at him, the more he disliked him.
For the first time, he used his spiritual power to push him away: "Let me go, who do you think you are?"
Her skill is not low, and now her injuries have improved to some extent.
This push is still very powerful, and even an iron bump can be swatted away by her.
But the man just took a step back, and then swooped forward.
White light wrapped around his fingertips, like silk, and tied Yun Qingluo tightly in the blink of an eye.
Her clothes were torn, and he tied her up again and again very skillfully, just enough to make all her bulges protrude, and tied her into a very humiliating position.
Yun Qingluo opened his eyes wide in disbelief and said in a trembling voice: "You, you are not my puppet.
Who are you?"
This person's kung fu is much higher than hers.
The man slowly took off his mask: "Who do you think I am?"
That face still only had eyes and mouth, it looked like her doll, but how did it get this skill?
She seemed to have thought of something: "Who are you, whose soul has taken over the shell of my puppet?"
The man put the mask back on, and a xiéè smile appeared on his lips: "Little darling, you are very smart.
I am indeed a foreign soul.
You are a puppet who has no intelligence and knowledge.
You are not as informed as I am.
I will serve you well."
Carry her on the bed This person's skills are extremely skillful, and he looks like a veteran at playing the game Hua Cong.
After a moment of effort, Yun Qingluo was so out of breath that he could hardly speak.
She hated the person in front of her, but her body was shamefully greedy for his skills.
She really didn't understand what this man was thinking.
He should be lustful, but he just wanted to serve her and watch her flutter under his hands.
Is it his bad taste or is it because he can't do anything else among this puppet?
"Who is your true body, you?
If you let me go, can you use your true body from now on?"
Yun Qingluo's voice trembled slightly.
"Little darling, you want the real me."
The man came closer to her and stroked her hair with his fingers.
"It must be uncomfortable for you to serve me like this.
Why don't you use your true body to do it?"
She really wanted to see who this person was who dragged her into hell.
"You want to get my true body."
The man smiled, his eyes flowing.
"Yes, yes."
"Do you think you are worthy?"
The man still smiled, but his words were vicious.
Yun Qingluo: "" Her face changed: "Then you treat me like this" "Firstly, I want to reward you, and secondly, I want to practice my skills on you.
Watching a saint turn into a slut in my hands is also very fulfilling."
The man spoke unceremoniously.
Yun Qingluo: "" She gritted her teeth: "You are biàntài, you can't do it, why are you talking so much nonsense?"
She did not say any more after that, because the man grabbed her hair and pulled her back.
She was so painful that she almost shed tears: "Stop, stop" "Little darling, don't try to anger me.
The price is not something you can bear.
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As for whether I can do it, my wife will understand it very well.
As for you, you should be very satisfied if I can serve you with my fingers.
Don't think about it.
I shouldn't do it."
Got it." the man threatened
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