The girdle set with fine beads and crystals was untied between the fingers. The dragon robe with silver thread on a red background followed Shi Shiran.

The wind rises through the hall, the night flickers, and the intertwined ones seem to bloom bloodthirsty flowers everywhere.

Rou Dai lay down on the side of the mandarin duck couch and turned her eyes to look at Yu Kun, who was already asleep face in.

According to convention, this sleeping place in the soft couch should be the patent of Rou Dai.

"Yo, you robbed me of my seat today?" he couldn't help but laugh lowly, and after making a joke, he might as well frown, "Baby, why do you sleep facing in? Don't cover the quilt yet......" Her eyes wandered to the untouched brocade quilt on the couch, Rou Dai said a strange word, and lightly unfolded the quilt and covered it on Yukun and herself.

There is still a faint musk in the hall, which seems to be dusty and distant. Such a feeling is always fascinating.

Rou Dai narrowed her narrow eyes and slowly exhaled, and slowly rubbed against Yu Kun like a jade snake, raised her arm and gently hugged Yu Kun from behind: "Baby, what did you do, you are so sleepy?"

However, Yu Kunxu was really tired, and he didn't feel the slightest bit about the lingering friction like a soft snake.

For some reason, Yukun in front of him always has an illusion of a very weak sense of existence, and it seems that even breathing is as subtle as a mosquito's foot.

Rou Dai felt bored, but she was unwilling to let go of such a moonlit and breezy flirtatious night. He bit his chin slightly, smiled lightly, raised a foot condyle to outline Yu Kun's lower body, and his soft body rubbed and wrapped more unscrupulously.

The heartbeat that gradually became tight drove the hot breathing, and the unquenchable desire was easily mobilized by himself: "Baby...... Do you want to be a lonely king?" his delicate and narrow eyes were covered with a layer of misty moisture, so deep that it could not be dissolved, accompanied by a hint of mottled pray, "Lonely King, Lonely King...... I miss you want me. He felt that the heart in his chest was about to jump out! The perfect lover was in front of him, and the pure essence of the pure desire was overflowing, as if his body could no longer bear such temptation and burden.

The aura emanating from Yukun's body fascinated him, made him drunk, made him nostalgic, and made him want to stop......

The wanton hell aura hit the face, and there was an overwhelming lust and obsession in front of him.

Early night, main hall, incense, curtains, soft couches, gardenias, beauties...... All the natural creation of stunners, like a most sumptuous gluttonous feast, who can resist such a charming and delicious food!

However, Yukun seems to be sleeping too deeply. Don't say that the mobilization of lust is not even reflected in the ups and downs of a star's breath.

The toss for half a day made Rou Dai a little tired, but the lust drawn up and down the body was difficult to calm for a while.

However, Yukun was so incomprehensible, like a cold dead object carved in wood and clay, it was really annoying! Rou Dai's eyebrows stretched out and closed, and she poked out her long finger and grabbed a handful on Yukun's neck.

The deliberately focused force brought up the scarlet blood beads, and when the five fingers went down, the skin on the neck was already broken, and five blood-colored traces that were not light or heavy ran through them.

Yukun still didn't move.

The wind swept slowly, Huo Di, and a faint ominous trace crossed Rou Dai's heart, and he realized that something seemed to be too wrong. His mind turned sharply, and he hurriedly stepped forward, wanting to see the inward-facing side of Yukun with his back facing each other, but there was something strange about his expression.

At the deep aisle of the Goryeo celadon lotus candlestick, a half-hung bead curtain sounded suddenly, and the sound of Qingyue sounded loudly in the quiet hall.

Rou Dai naturally turned around, but she was shocked!

The moment the curtain was lifted, Yuehua pounced in. The silver-white and pale yellow light and shadow opened up the field of vision, and in the center of the overlapping light and shadow, there stood Yukun who had just walked in!

The expression on Yu Kun's face was a little tired and a little indifferent, which happened to be the kind of feeling that Rou Dai was most familiar with. Behind him was a dark and deep road that seemed to never end, like a beast's cave with a bloody mouth open, and suddenly brought up a terrifying magic power that devoured the heart, as if to reveal and render a truth: the net has been laid, the gears have turned, no one can escape!

At the touch of her eyes, the unquenchable desires on Rou Dai's body completely dissipated, and there was no trace of it. Instead, there was an overwhelming tightness and coldness that surged up from the back of the spine, dense and thorny like pins and needles, as if to paralyze him, and as if to devour his flesh and bones without leaving a trace!

After a very short silence, Yu Kun followed Rou Dai's prescription and unintentionally looked at it, and subconsciously frowned when he saw a person lying on his side in his eyes.

Rou Dai's neck suddenly stiffened a little, and a thought came to her mind: Didn't Yukun sleep well next to the Lone King......? He slowly turned his stiff neck, and he could hear the subtle "creaking" of bones rubbing. It wasn't until he completely turned around to look at it that he suddenly broke out in a cold sweat!

Yu Kun beside him actually turned into a sleeping queen phantom!