Chapter Twenty-Four: The Gang of Pioneers

"Stop, I say stop!"

The phoenix imprisoned in her arms desperately tried to break free, but the two arms around her were as strong as steel, and she couldn't defend the slightest bit. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info she just got in touch with the public loss year competition, and exchanged two more sentences with Ye Xiangru about the competition.

It's so domineering to treat her like this.

"Phew—"

It wasn't until the depths of the birch forest, in a seldom populated place, that Ruo Ziyan pulled the reins of the horse, stopped, stared at the unrepentant Mi Huang with slightly heavy eyes, and raised his sword eyebrows slightly, if people who knew him well would definitely know that this was a precursor to his anger, and at the same time easily clasped Mi Huang's struggling hands, and the originally gentle male voice was cold to freezing, "Do you think you're right?!"

"It's just a game!" As soon as Mi Huang, who also had a bad face, finished retorting, she felt a heavier breath covering her deeply, almost unable to breathe, and the movement of her hand became more and more firm, and she wanted to immediately escape from this uncomfortable embrace, but she couldn't break free no matter what, and finally turned her head angrily and said, "Don't forget that the rules of this game are set by you, I just try my best to compete!"

"The rules I set, you can do whatever you want! Today I will tell you in this life, who can control your life, and who will make her rules!" Ruo Ao Ziyan had a pair of dark eyes, and quietly looked at the stubborn person in front of him and said coldly.

If you don't revitalize your husband today and enter the East Palace in the coming day, wouldn't it really be as Ye Xiangru said, yin and yang will be reversed?

A long ape arm crossed the entire waist of Mi Huang, locked the two jade arms, tightly wrapped around her slender waist, against his lower abdomen, and the other big hand slid down her back to her snow-like neck, bringing up bursts of Su Su Ma current, tightly clasping the back of her head, the angular and elegant handsome face, with a thick black shadow covered Mi Huang's little face, and then sealed her lips with her lips, and kissed the pair of rose-red lips punitively, heavy, heavy, leaving no gap, as if to suffocate the two together.

"Shut up...... How can you do this?" a broken voice escaped from the rose-red lips of the phoenix, and her arms were cut behind her back, and she could only stare at Ziyan even more angrily.

Ruo Ziyan didn't say a word, just kept searching back and forth on her red lips, and with the voice of Qi Huang, he instantly took advantage of the gap like a good opportunity.

This kiss is like a strong wind, and like a wild horse galloping by, it is the first kiss in the life of two people, especially Ruo Ao Ziyan, who has fantasized countless times, has not yet come and chose a good day to enjoy the beauty of the four beauties when they gathered, gently held her soul-haunting lips, and then bit down on the first kiss, so with a taste of anger and eagerness, like the north wind swept in, suddenly the three souls and seven spirits of the Huang Huang were shattered in an instant.

All thoughts were now thrown out of his mind, and his sanity and anger were shattered.

The mind is uncertain, and the heart floats up and down, and it does not fall to the ground.

Respiratory arrest, all the senses seem to lose their effectiveness.

Only the two lingering lips, and the light taste of the tip of the tongue, which was as thin as bamboo, hooked at her soft cloves from time to time, and brushed on her rows of teeth from time to time, bringing bursts of indescribable throbbing and fear. Mi Huang is not ignorant, this situation, how can it be impossible to know what a man is going to do next after three years in the military camp, and the male power that is irresistible at all makes her heart begin to panic, and she constantly wants to put aside her little face, but she is pulled back again and again by the big hand that controls the back of her head, and she can only be forced to bear it.

The faint sweet taste between her nose tempted her mind again and again, the tips of her heart trembled twice, her hands tried to break free, but she was shackled tighter by him, inseparable, she wanted to avoid her face, but the red lips were bitten and chased by him all the time, stretched out her legs and wanted to kick him, but in the blink of an eye, the yin and yang on the horse's back were reversed, pressed on the back of Huang Xue's horse, the posture was extremely ashamed, the upper body and the lower body were tightly fitted, tightly together, she was deeply trapped in his tough arms, no matter how she moved, she couldn't move anywhere in her body, she could only stare at Ziyan angrily, but he was still closed。

Ruo Ziyan closed his eyes, didn't look at Mi Huang, let her struggle, and then let all his thoughts in the past eleven years.

Gradually, Mi Huang felt that he would not be able to breathe, perhaps suffocation.

She couldn't bear this kind of madness at all, especially the hard saddle that still hurt her back even if it was protected by his arm, and her body trembled violently from the inside out as Huang Xue moved with every step, "Ruo...... Ramble...... I'm having a hard time...... You let go of ......"

Ziyan didn't stop because of her violent trembling, the cold and handsome aura like the frosty night was strong and swallowed every part of her lips from the inside out, and every place had a bone-eating taste, but there was a little more tenderness in it. The closed eyes quietly opened with a hint of depth, looking at the almost dizzy Huang Huang, the sweat was slightly wet, the pink cheeks, the eyelashes were slightly closed, and a slight chuckle was aroused, and the big hand fell on her already messy bun and stroked it gently. Licking in her sensitive ear, the strong male snort blew in her ear, with a seductive voice piercing her eardrums, shaking the tip of her heart and asking, "What do you call me?"

"If Ao Gongzi ......"

"Not true. He replied with a punitive bite.

"Hurt ......" Mi Huang instinctively refused.

"Think again, what do you call me?"

"Sub...... Yan ......"

"Hmph, it's still not right. Another punishment, the tortured Mi Huang was about to cry, this kind of torture was even more difficult than the endless tricks of Princess Wu and Mi Zhao, no matter how firm her heart was, she would fall.

"Yan ...... Jewel...... Yan ......" The bitten slightly swollen red lips could only scream the same word unconsciously in the end, and the pink earballs seemed to have a thousand ants slowly scratching over and over again, with a slight heat.

"That's right, good. If Ao Ziyan's ice squirt is colorful, and the jade face carved like snow reveals a bewildering smile, his posture is slow, and he tastes the fruits of this victory.

The more dizzy Mi Huang's head became, the more dizzy his eyes became, and he couldn't keep up with his breathing, his eyes closed slightly, leaving only two rows of long black eyelashes that were tightly closed and trembled slightly with Ziyan's movements.

I don't know how long it took, suddenly a familiar voice in my head seemed to break through a high red wall and red window, and the young figures of a man and a woman were reflected in front of the window, their appearance was vague, and their voices were intermittent, even with a drunken spirit, "If I can ascend the throne as queen in the future...... Ruo Ao Ziyan...... Will you make me queen?"

"Surely you ?......," a male voice with a somewhat duck voice came as indistinctly.

"Then I'll think about it again," the voice said earlier, "if you don't like me, don't you marry someone you don't like......?"

"I can't destroy it, I'll be good to you for the rest of my life......" The duck-like voice from earlier dimmed first.

"Liar...... When the queen mother was dying, she repeatedly said that men's words were lies, and it would be miserable to believe it, she was deceived by her father, so she waited for a lifetime...... "The drunken female voice also dimmed, and no sound could be heard, and it was as short as a spring dream.