Liwey Qu

Section 43: Hongli.

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The sigh*n of the two figures who were struggling with heat filled the entire room. The wooden floor of the room was filled with a groan from strands after strands of clothes that both of them were wearing. Er*ngan, hisis*n kenikm*tan, as well as a passionate shriek into introductory music that accompanies the night.

Yanzhi pressed his own to go deeper, confirming that he was slowly enjoying every move for the passionate movement he was now doing. Ailin sat down opposite him. Mengent*k slowly, his gray iris looks at Ailin's brownish iris who is also looking at him sayu with passionate sirat.

Moving slowly, Yanzhi put away Ailin's long hair stuck to her cheek from sweat. Their struggle has been going on for a long time so far, but the two men still do not want to escape the exciting touch that continues to occur.

"What are you gonna do now? Liwey survived your plan back then" Yanzhi said. Back the man stopped*kkan his own even deeper, making Ailin unable to resist des*han and er*ngan kenikm*tan which always makes him crazy.

Heh. Ailin regulated her breathing, in order to speak normally to the figure of the man before her. "I don't know ..." Ailin looked up as Yanzhi placed her head on the niche of her neck. "Prince Jing Xuan already knew if I was involved, and I'm sure he won't accept me to stay in his residence after this," he continued.

Yanzhi pulled his head, still while moving slowly, Yanzhi stared fixedly at Ailin's reddened face. "Then stay in my house."

"That's an advantage to you, Crown Prince."

"Didn't you like it." Yanzhi smiled mischievously. Now, what he did was no longer slow. His body movements quickly stopped*k Ailin, making the girl again powerless to resist the de*ahan that came out.

Yanzhi chuckled, before long hardened*ng slowly while still*not fast and deep. "You can't refuse me, foster aunt," whispered Yanzhi in Ailin's ear, the girl unresponsive. Yanzhi's movement to hit him really made Ailin unable to issue a word other than des*han kenikm*tan.

"So ..." Yanzhi further accelerated the tempo of his stomp, until the wooden bed they were in rattled small. Something big wants to break out, "stay together .. me, arggh." Erang*n both sounded loud filling the entire room. Ailin fell drooping in Yanzhi's embrace, her breathing roaring irregularly.

"How's it?" yanzhi asked, she wanted an answer from the woman she was hugging right now. The man smiled as he sensed that Ailin was nodding small.

"Huh, you make me envious of humans." A voice echoed Yanzhi. Glanced at Ailin who was still loyal to her hug, from the roar of her breath Yanzhi could make sure if the girl had fallen asleep. Unknowingly Yanzhi sighed in relief.

"I made that jal*ng fall asleep." Yanzhi frowned not like to hear the narration of the figure, for him Ailin is not jal*ng. Because the woman does not share herself with any man other than herself.

"Ck, whatever you think." Thin black smoke curled up in the long chair by the window of his room, the longer the smoke closed and formed a figure of a man in a black hooded robe sitting cross-legged there.

Yanzhi's forehead shriveled deeply.

Wh who?

Is this the human figure of that voice?

"When you stay in that position, I'm not here to see you guys print*, ck." The figure clicked the tongue.

Yanzhi a little flutter. However, he was embarrassed if faced with a situation like this, when he was just finished with hot activities and had not had time to clean himself then a guest came and immediately broke through the room without warning.

Quickly, the man removed their union, laid Ailin on the bed and then covered the girl's body with a blanket. Yanzhi quickly put on his cloth pants, then took out a black robe lying not far from the bed.

"You who?" yanzhi asked as he was wearing his robe.

The figure that was sitting cross-legged stood up, the hood of his robe he opened slowly, displaying a black mane that was in stark contrast to his pale white skin. The blood red iris of hers stared flatly at Yanzhi, making the man tremble slightly in fear.

Huh. A thin grin was created at the corner of the figure's lips. "Is your brain limited to a cell**woman? Ah, you deserve to be very weak," said the figure sarcasm.

"I promised I'd see you if you could bring Liwey to kill the man who wanted to harm him. But, waw .. was such an interesting welcome, I watched the heat struggle of others face to face." The figure clapped his hands, making Yanzhi snort loudly.

The figure stared at his fingers. "I have a lot of work, Crown Prince!! And only now am I free of that burden. Heh. I'm not like you, just so you know."

Yanzhi clenched his hands together, going nowhere in trepidation as he stared at the flaming red iris earlier. It felt like Yanzhi swung his sword to cut off this person's tongue and gave it to Lian, his pet lion. Ah, it's only right if the lion doesn't eat any more people in two months' time.

The figure looked at Yanzhi with a raised left eyebrow. Sit himself back in a chair, then cross his legs and hands. The figure shook slowly. "Don't think like that, you'll never make it happen."

"It's too bad you read my mind." Yanzhi forgot about that. Regarding the figure of an invisible voice that now his human figure is sitting cross-legged with a pongah in front of him can read his mind.

The figure snorted. "Here you go, arguing with a stupid Crown Prince like you is completely useless. How could that Emperor choose you as the Crown Prince." The figure was screeching cynically. He stared at Yanzhi's gray irises sharply. "In these two weeks empty your activities, and also control your depraved passions. I want to have fun with your help."

Yanzhi is upset, really. But he can't do anything, fight the figure in front of him now? It's the same as suicide. "I, Hong Li. The strongest god in the upper world." The self-confessed figure named Hong Li smiled sinisterly, after which his body melted into black smoke that slowly walked out from the cracks of Yanzhi room space.

The man was still pecking while tightly holding the robe he was wearing. His mind was still trying to understand what the purpose of Hong Li's words just now. A minute later, he shook his head.

"Why do I think about it, better just look at it later" he murmured.

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Liwey's sleep was disturbed when a bright light entered his eye's retina by force. The woman moved restlessly in her sleep, it was still too early to wake up early.

"Liwey." A familiar soft voice awakened Liwey from his activities in search of a comfortable position to sleep. Without a second thought, the woman immediately sat down making Jing Xuan also jerked from her sleep due to Liwey's movements.

"Why? You're having a nightmare?" Jing Xuan rubbed her right eye which was itchy and heavy. Liwey shook his head, his irises staring at the two figures standing before him. A quarter of an elbow appeared on Jing Xuan's forehead, and in the end the man turned to see where Liwey was glued.

"We can finally meet you." It was the voice of a figure similar to Jing Xuan, Liancheng.

"You ...." Liancheng pointed right in front of Jing Xuan's face. "Don't delay any more, go to the temple immediately, we don't have much time."

"He's free, and I'm afraid you're in trouble." This time Tan'er said, the girl's expression showed a very obvious concern. And it was caught quickly by Liwey, also Tan'er's face was paler than usual. What the hell is going on.

"What happened to you? Why ...."

"He attacked the upper world, many of the gods were killed in the sudden attack he made" Liancheng explained.

"Wait?! Who is he you mean?"

"Hong Li."

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Tbc ...

Okeyn ... Finished part three in a triple up today ...

At 01 :56 .. waw😲😲

sorry if it is late, and sorry also with the opening that Audhi gave above yes ...

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