The night is long, and it is too short. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Is Brother Lin driving me away?" she said aggrievedly, her beautiful eyes sparkling.

The hand was raised, and it was just a gentle pat on her head, as if to soothe, as if to sigh.

Zhao Xian sighed, his fiancée was far more difficult to deal with than those Khitan soldiers and horses.

"It's late, if you don't want to go, sleep here, rest early, and I'll ask Zhao Feng to send you back to the capital early tomorrow morning." He spoke in a low, gentle voice.

"I want to follow you. ”

"Yu'er, I don't want you to be hurt in any way. ”

"I'm going to protect myself and not get hurt. ”

"Be obedient, Master Taifu, and your mother, they will all worry about you. He advised her, his tone as gentle as ever.

Using her mother to persuade her is the easiest way to make her soft-hearted, but she never thought about going back alone from the time she decided to leave the capital. We've come this far, where is there a way back?

"I left a message for my mother, I came out to find my father. ”

She used the worst excuse, but it was the best excuse for her mother.

The mother is concerned about the father, and the book may be the comfort that the father left to the mother, or the father really has a way to be reborn.

But for my mother, it is indeed an expectation, at least my mother will not beg for death, at least she will live and wait for her father to come back.

"Lord Taifu has already sent someone to look for it, if there is no accident, Lord Taifu should have gotten the news by now. ”

She looked up in disbelief, her voice trembling a little, "Is my dad really alive?"

"Whether you're alive or not, I don't know, I just accidentally got the news that Tang Zong, the ancestor of the Tang Sect, haunted Penglai Island, and the disappearance of your father's body is related to him. ”

"Who is the ancestor of the Tang Sect?"

"Tang Sect ancestor Tang Zong is the founder of the Tang Sect, this person has a lot of rumors, some people say he is a miracle doctor, some people say he is a poison doctor, but no one knows his gender and age, the rumors on the rivers and lakes are quite magical, and I heard that this person will have many forbidden techniques, is an extremely dangerous person, but since your father passed away, he also disappeared in the rivers and lakes, and no one knows his whereabouts. ”

Tang Sect Ancestor?

Yan Hanyu suddenly remembered the mysterious person, and stood there in a trance.

"Yu'er, don't think about it, Master Taifu will tell you when you go back. Go to sleep. ”

He turned away and extinguished two candles, leaving only one flickering and lit.

The candlelight was faint, and she stood there quietly, in a trance for a while.

There was darkness in front of her, and she slowly raised her head, and in front of her was the jade and clear face.

A pair of burning eyes were opposite her, Yan Hanyu's heart skipped a few beats, and her eyes were earnest.

"Don't dare to kiss, kiss Rong Qing, what should Yu'er do?" he whispered close to her, the scent of lotus fragrance sprinkled on her face.

Yan Hanyu was anxious, and he didn't want to be close to her because of this face now, "I'll wash it with potion." ”

He tugged at her thin wrist, "Don't wash it, let's leave it at that." ”

At least in the face of this face, he can restrain himself.

The post station is simple, there are not so many first-class rooms, this room is already good in the whole post station, although the furnishings are simple, but at least there is an inner and outer coat room, beds, tables and chairs are all available.

The silent night, the faint candlelight, swayed silently all night.

Yan Hanyu insisted on sleeping outside, but Zhao Xian had no choice but to take her, so she responded.

But Yan Hanyu, who hadn't slept for long, opened her eyes in a daze and saw Zhao Xian guarding next to her.

She couldn't bear it, Zhao Xian originally let her sleep on the inner bed, and she was worried that she would not sleep comfortably on the outer couch, and then she got up in a daze and went into the inner room, saying that the place would be given to him.

But not long after sleeping in the room, she woke up again, and Zhao Xian stayed next to her.

This time she woke up and was obviously much more awake, and she got up and said that she wanted to wash her face.

Yan Hanyu knew very well in her heart that she couldn't sleep comfortably all night, but she was actually haunted by Zhao Xian and didn't kiss her.

It feels like a cat's paw scratching and scratching in my heart, and it is very uncomfortable.

I wiped a layer with potion, and finally washed it off with water, and a creamy face slowly appeared.

Zhao Xian has been standing next to her, watching her every move.

The face is as delicate as fat, and the beauty is unparalleled.

The eyes are shining, and they are provocative.

She turned her face up, smiling, and her voice was clear, "Have you washed it?"

He picked up her face and looked at it quietly, left and right, looking carefully, as if he was helping her see if the bottom was cleaned.

Looking at his handsome eyebrows, her heart beat and jumped, like a deer crashing.

Seeing his face getting closer and closer, two small hands suddenly pushed lightly on his chest, those beautiful eyes looked forward to it, Sakura lips smiled, and his voice was coquettish, "I don't want you to kiss!"

Zhao Xian smiled softly, his voice was a little hoarse, "Okay, don't kiss, go to sleep." ”

Although she pushed him, where did she have the strength? her footsteps didn't even move at all, she said that she didn't want to kiss, he really didn't kiss.

Seeing him turn around and leave, Yan Hanyu hurriedly followed.

"You're going to sleep too, you can't keep vigil for me anymore. ”

"Well, no. ”

He wanted to leave, but she took his hand and refused to let go.

In the soft candlelight, his gaze was deep.

Yan Hanyu tiptoed, and the soft two petals were imprinted on his lips.

"I don't want you to kiss it, I can kiss it. Her voice was soft and soft.

The two pieces of softness were closed one by one, brushing against his lips.

Zhao Xian's breath stagnated, his arms tightly wrapped around his thin and soft waist, and he kissed hard with a pair of lips.

Her heart beat faster, and she carefully poked out the tip of her soft tongue, trying to learn to respond to him.

But back and forth, she began to feel dizzy, the tip of her tongue was gently bitten, some numb, some dizzy, some overwhelmed, and a little confused, completely lost her dominance, and let it be slaughtered.

"Yu'er, if you wrap it like this, you won't grow up. He looked at her with a red gaze.

She looked at him blankly, her eyes glazed.

She wrapped a plain veil around her chest to disguise her identity as a woman.

She is now growing up, and Mama Hong told her that she can't be entangled, otherwise it will not only hurt and be uncomfortable, but also may not grow up, and there may be no milk when she gives birth to a baby in the future. In order to grow up, and for the sake of future children, she didn't wrap it tightly at all, just to have an extra layer of protection, and the men's clothes she wore were loose and loose, so it was difficult for ordinary people to see.

The person in front of her was very dissatisfied with her breasts, and a pair of hands touched her chest and back, tearing off the corset.

"You can't tie it up again. He took advantage of the fact that her legs were weak and confused, carried the person to the bed, raised his hand to close her eyes, and said softly, "Sleep!"

After tossing back and forth for most of the night, Yan Hanyu finally fell asleep this time.

Once again, in a daze, Yan Hanyu only felt that her entire back was hot.

She whispered, "Something is holding me ......"

The eyes behind him slowly opened, and the hands were not idle, blocking the little hand that was touching randomly.

Tightly held by a warm hand, she turned over, felt the warm breath in front of her, blinked with a pair of wistful eyes, and complained, "Are you poking me with something......"

Before she could answer, the warm lips were on hers.

The light of dawn lifted the light veil of night, and little by little, the light slowly passed through the lattice window.