The prom goes on to the end and evolves into a bachelorette party. After the one-day flower festival, many men and women in the coalition army who were secretly in love on the battlefield exchanged hearts, and the history of the orc flower festival was the highest in the history.

The men talked about everything, and the girls talked in groups of three or two, and the longteeth between the seats hugged Qianling and cried and rubbed, and finally coaxed people well, so she breathed a sigh of relief, got up and walked towards the side where the men gathered.

Facing the heavy smell of wine, she searched the crowd, past Mo Qingli who was holding brown sugar and chattering, Lan Feng who was elegantly sipping a wine glass, and Lie Ghost who was drunken and laughing, and fell on the black-haired boy wearing a garland in the center of the crowd. Lie Chongying and Langxu were hooking up with him with wine glasses, each of them blushing and talking nonsense.

She hurriedly went up to get the drunks away, pulled the young man over, Lan Yue's loose black hair was brushed up under the garland, Yin Yue's slightly drunk eyes looked at her, she fanned her eyelashes lightly, and her reddened cheeks gently bloomed with an innocent and harmless smile:

"Ling ......"

He stretched out his hand to her as if he wanted to hug her, his body was unstable and shook twice and fell straight to the ground, Qianling hurriedly grabbed the person and held the person firmly into his arms, looking at the young man's red and hot cheeks, his long hair like a waterfall fell down, and the smell of wine was permeated between his unsteady breaths, muttering her name, hugging her tightly and clingy and coquettish.

She glared at the group of drunks in surprise: "You dare to pour him wine?!"

Yue has always been clean and self-conscious, she repeatedly told him not to drink, and she didn't see him drunk like this by these people for a while.

"Once in a while, you don't drink at a bachelorette party...... So what?"

Lie Ghost stretched out his index finger and shook it left and right, and laughed at the same time as the drunken Lang Xuan next to him:

"Lan Yue...... No, it's too bad...... It's all up to you...... Hahahaha......"

Qianling was angry, if it weren't for the dazed and unconscious boy in her arms, she would have to rush up and beat him. Her eyes fell on the little boy with short maroon hair not far away, her eyes widened in surprise, and before she could speak, Qian Yu had already come over with a wine glass.

"Brother Yue is drunk?"

He blinked, his clear amber eyes were transparent to the bottom, without a trace of alcohol, his fingertips held on to the empty wine glass, and pouted: "Brother Yue has only drunk half a glass." ”

Qianling glared at him: "You, how much have you drunk?"

"Sister guess?"

He giggled, fanned his eyelashes, and his face was not half drunk, and he was picked up by the ghost.

"This kid is amazing, a thousand cups of non-pouring type," the big hand rubbed the soft chestnut short hair, and the ghost gave a thumbs up, "Here is the best way to drink him." ”

Lang next to him smiled and agreed, raised his hand to slap a high hand with Qianyu, and the three of them hooked their shoulders and laughed endlessly.

The weight in her arms was not light, Lan Yue rubbed her in a daze, Qianling hugged him around her waist and held him in her arms more steadily, stroked her back to soothe, blew her beard and glared at the three people, and turned around and left without being angry:

"Teach him badly. ”

Lie's ghost immediately retorted:

"Eh, how can you teach it badly, how can a man do it if he doesn't drink, right, Xiaoyu? Qianling girl, you can't be so strict, men are like birds who need to be free......"

The laughter of the group of drunks came from far behind him, Qianling rolled her eyes, hugged the drunk and unconscious teenager in her arms in her arms, and half-helped him to walk towards the sea of flowers.

A small building in the sea of flowers.

The hydrangeas merge into a sea of blue-purple under the starry sky, and the wooden rattan fence hides the sea of flowers, and the waves rise and fall in the night breeze.

In the familiar small bedroom, the flowers are dyed with a warm and hazy light, and the sea of hydrangeas outside the window is undulating, cut off by the curtain screen, only like the moonlight of water overflowing the window screen, sprinkling the ground with frost.

The two embracing figures overlapped and pressed down on the pillow, Qianling's scarlet pupils shrank slightly, the flowers in the room went out, and only the moonlight poured outside the window in the dark space, illuminating the pure white wreath between Lan Yue's messy black hair.

"Ling ......"

His long hair was messy, his long eyelashes were dyed with frost, fluttering and trembling, his hair was scattered around his reddened cheeks, staring at her stupidly, his slender jade white fingers caressing her face, cherishing it.

Fingers passed through the black hair scattered between the pillows, supporting the young man's thin back to lift his body, thousands of chestnut long hair spilled from his shoulders, crushed his lips and pried open the lips and tongue entangled, and the wings behind him slowly stretched, like an inescapable spider web blocking his body.

There was a faint muttering between his lips, a disordered gasp, his cheeks became more and more slightly red, his eyelashes rose and fell, the ends were trembling, the garland on his head was loose, and the crushed petals fell into the pillow hair, entangled in the boundless temptation of the fragrance of wine......

"Moon...... As I said, wear a garland...... You're mine. ”

The curtains were flying, the lights and flowers in the distance were undulating like a dream, and her pupils were melting in the moonlight......

Finally, he closed his eyes lightly as if he had made up his mind, clasped his flexible and tight waist with both hands, and leaned over to kiss and plunder. Kissed his sideburns and eyebrows, crushed his lips and squeezed every inch of each other's breath, and the powerful fingers suddenly ripped open the snow-white and soft fluff, and burned into his slender and white neck, pecking and kissing down along the hot skin, lingering and biting his slender and white collarbone, and engraved deep and shallow scars......

The fragrance of wine is entangled with Hua Xin, Lan Yue's eyelashes are trembling, like butterfly wings fluttering and slowly lifting...... Under the moonlight, the eyes are scarlet and intense.

was restrained by a pair of powerful arms, Qianling's whole person overturned and the heavens and the earth turned upside down, the back of her head fell heavily on the pillow, her long chestnut hair was messily scattered, and she stared blankly at the young man who was suppressed on her body. His eyes were covered with blood, a wreath of pure white flowers had fallen from his head, his long black hair had fallen down and covered the mattress, and the fluff-trimmed placket around his neck had been torn open, revealing his red-streaked collarbones and large patches of pale skin on his chest......

Clover's scar is engraved on the heart, like a one-of-a-kind seal, swearing her sovereignty over him.

"Moon ......"

Qianling's vision blurred, the dark and slender membranous wings in front of her stretched out, extending downward, wrapping her body little by little, his long flowing hair scattered, his arms clamped her in his arms, leaned over to block his lips, tossing and turning, blocking the words.

The moonlight is like frost sprinkled all over the place, the hydrangeas are swaying in the undulating sea of flowers, and the window screens are wantonly rolled up by the night wind......

In the dim light, the two figures kissed and entangled, and the same dark wings blocked each other's bodies, and gradually there was a hoarse and faint whisper that spread with the fragrance of moonlight flowers......

The fingers that clasped the young man's back groped aimlessly, and the pitch-black fingers and claws popped out from her fingertips, tearing the snow-white fluffy orc uniform on his body in an instant, and the fingertips slowly entered the gap, the five fingers clenched the clothes, completely shredded and disintegrated the clothes fell off, and the golden bell rolled under the bed and let out a twing, and the pale skin under the young man's black hair was undoubtedly exposed......

Qianling's messy long chestnut hair spread out, and her hands hugged Lan Yue's bare waist and pressed him down, kissing and biting until blood spread between each other's lips, his torn clothes were scattered, from his neck to his chest and lower abdomen were engraved with ambiguous scars, his eyelashes fluttered and hugged her in response, never showing his claws, letting her bite and oppress him......

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