At this moment, Yan Lingxue slowly opened her eyes and smiled coquettishly at him.

The smile bloomed like a hundred flowers, and his eyes were blurred. Huan Songyu's somewhat reserved was immediately beaten away by the wind and rain. The desire was crazy, he couldn't control himself anymore, took her into his arms, and then leaned over and covered her red lips directly.

He is not a fool, Yan Lingxue has a heart, how could he not know?

It's just that her sweetheart is the object of her father's cooperation, and he is a well-known god, even if he is crazy with jealousy, what can he do with that person?

Thinking about it this way, where does he still have any scruples?

Yan Lingxue was stunned, and suddenly felt that her lips were hot, and then something slippery and soft came in and stirred. When she opened her eyes, it was Huan Songyu's handsome face flushed, hugging her and sobbing endlessly.

She should have pushed him away, but the two of them were entangled and teased, her body was hot and hot, but she became more and more weak, a pair of small hands against his chest were about to push away, but somehow they grabbed his clothes and didn't let go.

In a daze, she felt the man pick her up and walk into the inner room, then strip her clothes. She was hot and her skin was in contact with the cold air, and she couldn't help but sigh. The man slowly leaned on top of her, she still felt a little heavy, but then a burst of tingling and soft itching spread with his movements, stirring her lower abdomen for a while.

Yan Lingxue stretched out her arms and hooked him. It seems that Huan Songyu is not so annoying to her, at least she is very comfortable. She had never experienced such pleasure before.

Huan Songyu reacted violently to her initiative. The woman in front of him was no longer in the wisps, showing beautiful curves, he felt excited after a few kisses, and couldn't help but kneel between her legs, parting her tender legs, and then lifting the gun and getting on the horse.

Suddenly a hard object squeezed in her body, Yan Lingxue opened her beautiful eyes and exhaled in pain, but the man on her body had begun to show her strength at this moment, where could she still be cared for?

At this moment, she suddenly came to her senses and reached out to push Huan Songyu. But he held her back and invaded her even more. She wept for a while, and before the tears were dry, she felt that an indescribable taste slowly grew at the junction, and a strange and intense longing welled up in her body.

Soon, the joy came all over the world, and the sanity was scattered again. Her last thought before sinking back into a slumber was, "Where did the bottle go, and what happened to me?"

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The deputy hall master of the Qianqing Temple, Huan Gong, came in a little hurry.

More than a quarter of an hour ago, the bottle came to the door, and Yan Yan Lingxue was invited.

To be honest, he has no intention of entertaining when he enters the battle, but Tianling Pavilion is an important ally of the Qianqing Temple, and Yan Lingxue is his son's sweetheart, so it is reasonable for him to take the time to come and listen to what this delicate girl has to say.

He heard it quickly, but the other party didn't use "say".

In front of him is Yan Lingxue's felt tent. Now there are many people standing around, pointing and pointing, obviously something is going on inside, and some people laugh and say: "It's been an hour, tsk, it's really glamorous, so violent!"

Seeing him approaching, the idlers and others quickly dispersed, but everyone had a smile on their faces. Somehow, Huan Gongti suddenly had some bad premonitions in his heart.

When he got closer and walked to the entrance of the felt tent, there was a strange movement inside, and before he could make a closer look, he suddenly heard a woman's cry from inside!

This voice is Yan Lingxue's. Although it sounded a little strange, the voice of the little pavilion master had always been delicate. Hearing that something seemed to be wrong with her, Huan Gongti didn't have time to think about it, stretched out his hand and pointed to the felt tent, and the guards behind him rushed forward and got in.

As soon as the thick curtain was lifted, the sound immediately became much clearer. As soon as the movement inside came out, Huan Gongti's face suddenly became very exciting. Where is the voice of the little pavilion master in distress? It is clearly the scream of the ** female love. Not only did he hear the sticky sound of men and women tangled together, but he also happened to hear the low roar of the men inside.

This voice is very familiar to him, it is his son, Huan Songyu!

Rao is he is well-informed, and he was stunned here for a while, he didn't know which one Yan Lingxue was singing, and invited him to listen to the bed? In his impression, although the little pavilion master is a scheming woman, she is also gentle and polite, and she has never been involved with the four characters of wandering, let alone such an incredible act now. Besides, although the special felt tent of the Qianqing Temple is thick, it cannot be compared with the house after all, and the sound insulation effect is very poor. I don't know how long the people outside have been listening to this good show.

Sure enough, the guards who went in quickly retreated, and said in a low voice: "Deputy Hall Master Huan, inside are Gongzi and the little pavilion master, is, uh......" He still had two points of urgency, and actually found a word for him, "Huan." ”

Huan Gongti could hear that the yin voice was still continuing, although his old face was thick, he was also a little uncomfortable, and coughed: "They saw you, didn't stop?"

"No, no!"

This is by no means a normal person's reaction, Huan Gongwei knew something was wrong, and hurriedly said, "Go in." ”

A few people walked in, saw the unused wine and food on the table of the eight immortals outside, and smelled the unique fragrance of the woman's boudoir in their noses. Huan Gongti sniffed lightly and felt a little strange: this fragrance is indeed very light, but there is still a trace of sweet and greasy smell in the air, which has not had time to disperse, like the fragrance of osmanthus flowers. However, the clearest thing in this felt tent is the sound made by the man and woman in the room.

At this moment, the curtain of the door was lifted again, and the bottle walked in from the outside. She covered her head, as if she was a little dizzy, and when she saw Huan Gongti and the others, she was immediately stunned, and when she heard the movement coming from inside, her face was as white as a blank sheet of paper, and she trembled: "This, what's going on!"

Huan Gongti lowered his face and said, "I want to ask you!" Finally, he has seen a lot of wind and waves, and he understands that it is not too late to wait for the two people inside to sober up before asking, so he took out a jade bottle from his arms and threw it to her, "This is the Awakening Pill, you go in and feed them." "Several of them are big men, how can they go in and see Yan Lingxue's body?

"Yes, yes!" The bottle was already frightened by this change, and when he took the jade bottle and walked in, his steps were vain, and he almost fell.

Huan Gongti and the others waited outside for more than a dozen breaths, and finally stopped when they heard the movement of the intersection inside, leaving only a heavy wheezing sound, probably because the bottle had fed medicine to both of them. After a short while, a powerful and weak slap came out, Yan Lingxue shouted hoarsely, and at this moment she could only hiss weakly: "Get out!" and then cried so hard that she couldn't help herself. Huan Songyu confessed his mistake in a whisper there, Yan Lingxue was willing to listen, and only choked up, "Get out, get out!" Don't touch me, I don't want to see you again!"

He had no choice but to put on his clothes and come out to see Lao Tzu in disgrace.

Listening to the grief-stricken cry inside, Huan Gong's face sank like water: "What's going on?"

He told the story from beginning to end, and then said with a wry smile: "I thought it was too much drinking, and the mortal body is not strong enough to drink. ”

Huan Gongti glared at him and said, "Your brain is also confused? After drinking, your body is paralyzed, can you survive an hour?

Huan Songyu sneered: "I watched it, but there seemed to be a heat flow in my body, and I couldn't stop." ”

Huan Gongti said with a cold face: "That is to be designed and drugged." Turning to the guard, he said, "Take the rest of the food and drink back and check it." Thinking of the strange sweet fragrance in the air, he added, "Bring back the leftover spices in the lavender cage and check them together." The guards answered, and hurried to do it.

"The person who set the trap doesn't know if we are going to clean the temple or Tianling Pavilion, but judging from the current situation, it is more likely that Tianling Pavilion has provoked some powerful enemies. Duke Huan said to his son at this time, "If such a thing happens in public, we still have to give Tianling Pavilion an explanation, and my father will propose to the Yan family when he goes out from Yunmengze." Fortunately, you originally liked this girl, and she was the right person, so it was not a loss to marry back. His face was solemn, but he was sneering in his heart, Yan Haiqing originally wanted to use his precious sister to win over the Heaven Shaking God Monarch, but now he let his son come out on top. In this way, there is no room for swaying in Tianling Pavilion.

Huan Songyu responded, although his legs and feet were a little vain, but thinking of the wonders of Fang Cai and Yan Lingxue's upside down, he couldn't help but smile again.

Duke Huan was embarrassed to stay here, and knew that the most important thing at the moment was to let his son quickly appease Yan Lingxue, so he confessed a few times and turned to leave.

Huan Songyu turned around and entered the inner room, Yan Lingxue was also waited by the bottle and put on her dress, lying on the bed and crying like pear blossoms with rain. Thinking that this beautiful woman with a beautiful country has returned to him from now on, he is actually secretly refreshed in his heart, but his face wants to show a look of self-blame, and he walks over and comforts him softly.

It's a pity that no matter how he persuaded him, Yan Lingxue turned her back and ignored it. He reached out to put his arm around her shoulder, and she avoided her like a femme fatale. Huan Songyu was also as arrogant as the stars holding the moon in the Qianqing Temple, and this persuasion did not work for more than a quarter of an hour, and his patience ran out, and he couldn't help but secretly said angrily: "You seduced me first, and you were about to shout the sky in bed, and now you are still pretending to be three chastity and nine spirits?"

It's just that he has just tasted it, and the taste of this woman is a good one, so he is reluctant to beat and scold like this, so he sighed softly and said: "Sister Lingxue, I made a big mistake, so I ask for punishment." He took out a short dagger from his bosom and stuffed it into Yan Lingxue's hand, "If you hate me, stab me to death." ”

Yan Lingxue's fingertips were just touching the hilt of the knife, and she held it firmly, and then she turned over, and the dagger was tightly pressed against his chest.

The bottle screamed in fright, jumped up and grabbed her arm and said, "Miss, no!" R1152