Liang Wenxi suddenly remembered that night, the dilapidated tent of the cold palace was shaking, some people were entangled in their bodies, the broken wooden bed was creaking, and there were sobs of pain and patience......

"Xiangxiang!"

Liang asked Xin to look away, he pressed his hand on Zhou Yanqing's chest, blinked, and pushed her away slightly.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Yanqing asked.

Liang Wenxin sniffed: "It will hurt." ”

He looked at her again, with a serious face: "Xiangxiang will hurt, I don't want Xiangxiang to hurt." ”

Zhou Yanqing was stunned for a long time, and at the end of the day, the tip of his nose was sore, and he chuckled lightly with red eyes.

"You say, you are like this, how can I not love. ”

She rubbed his head and leaned over to kiss him wildly on the lips.

That night was an accident, and she guessed that Liang Wenxi's 'coma' was very likely to have been by her side all the time, but she couldn't see it.

She was on him, and the two overlapped, led by her, deepening the kiss.

And the self-taught little fool quickly learned the essence, subconsciously responded to her, and turned against the customer......

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In the pavilion of the Imperial Garden.

Jiang Jianchen's left hand was placed diagonally on his right leg, as if he was hiding something with his wide sleeves.

He sat in the pavilion, and tonight the moon was sparse and the stars were scarce.

He looked cold and self-fairy, noble and cold, but a touch of light powder climbed up his snow-white neck along the placket of his clothes and rushed to his cheeks.

His eyes were moist, as if he were puffing on some moisture.

After a long time, his body trembled, he looked down at himself with a stiff face, and pursed his thin lips.

I was about to go back, but when I got up, I quickly sat down.

He closed his eyes as if he was suppressing something, and then exhaled fiercely, frustratedly, irritatingly, heavily......

On the other side, Chu Liumu, the national teacher of the white-clothed Shengxue, moved to live in the West Palace.

He got up and picked up a handkerchief and wiped it, frowned and looked at himself for a long time, without saying a word.

The lights of the Regent's Mansion outside the palace were lit for a night, the Marshal's Mansion was wheezing, and the monk Jingci of the Nine Trees Temple bent over and covered himself in the middle of the night and ran out.

It's a pure place for Buddhism, and the disciples are guilty......

And the imperial merchant Ji family, with a vulgar low curse and an unsteady voice, seemed to grit his teeth, as if he wanted to kill someone.

In addition, there is a ghost shadow wandering in the high sky, but the eyes seem to be crazy and ruthless.

Liang asks!

That's what some people are saying.

Many people didn't sleep well that night until dawn.

The so-called sympathy, to put it bluntly, is probably empathy and empathy.

There is a difference in primary and secondary, and the main body affects the branches.

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The sky was white, and in the pool of the side hall of Zichen Palace, Zhou Yanqing snuggled in Liang Wenxi's arms, and the heat made the faces of the two of them flush and turn crimson.

The mist was steaming, Liang Wenxi grabbed a towel to wipe her back, and he poured some water on Zhou Yanqing.

"Xiangxiang ......"

"Hmm. ”

Zhou Yanqing squinted comfortably, and her voice was lazy and sexy.

Liang asked Xin's cheeks to be hot: "I'm not stupid, Xiangxiang don't dislike me." I can't, I can learn. ”

Zhou Yanqing smiled, looked back at him with a bright smile: "Are you afraid that I will play with Ji Feixiu?"

nodded obediently: "Xiu Xiu is very smart...... I, I'm not stupid. ”

"Don't be stupid, I won't look for him again. ”

She turned around and wrapped her arms around his neck in the water.

"Ask the best in the world, I just ignore him, I won't put the cart before the horse. ”