Chapter 222: Bed Battle
readx;? Ling Caiwei was worried that the movement in the house would be heard by people outside, so she couldn't help but make no sound. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć However, her subordinates showed no mercy, first pushing their elbows back hard, only to hear a muffled grunt.
Then he hugged the head that was already attached to her neck socket with both hands, and wanted to throw it directly to the ground with a back pocket.
Nam Rongyeol bit her earlobe in time and held it in his mouth.
Ling Caiwei's body was instantly numb, from the top of her head to the soles of her feet, and the whole person was almost paralyzed in his arms.
Nan Ronglie took the opportunity to roll around her and squeezed Ling Caiwei into the corner. Her face was close to the wall, and her body was bowed into a shrimp in his arms.
His hand still held her from behind, tightly wrapping around her slender waist.
"Let go. She lowered her voice and warned him. He wasn't even poisoned?
As if he didn't hear it, Nan Ronglie not only did not let go, but hugged it tighter.
The tip of his tongue licked around her earlobe, and Ling Caiwei's body, which was tense and defensive, gradually softened.
"Do you miss me?" he whispered in her ear like a spell.
Didn't you see it last night? I didn't take good care of Yu Meng and ran to the Qin Palace dressed like this, it's crazy!
If you don't come to Qin, even if you want to get the copper ring, getting along with him is an equal way, instead of being governed by him everywhere.
Now because I am worried about your safety, I have to give in to Qin Wuya step by step.
I didn't expect you to not cherish your life and run to die by yourself.
Ling Caiwei's mind flashed with all the things that Qin Wuya had teased about, and the more she thought about it, the more angry she became, and her anger was aimed at Nan Ronglie and she fought with him on the bed.
Nan Ronglie's little abacus miscalculated, thinking that she would surrender under his tenderness and sweetness, but she didn't expect that she would not remember the past kindness and attack him, and all the tricks were sent to the vital places.
He had to concentrate on coping.
No matter how strong the big bed of Huanghuali is, it can't withstand the fight between two people with strong martial arts, and after a while, the big bed will "squeak and squeak" and shake.
There was another knock at the door.
"Doctor Ling, if you have something, just tell the slave maid. We have tools that specialize in catching bed bugs. ā
Nan Ronglie and Ling Caiwei had to stop.
Ling Caiwei grabbed Nan Ronglie's throat with one hand, blocked his hand touching her chest with the other, and pressed one knee against his lower abdomen, and hurriedly replied to outsiders: "Don't worry, the bedbug has been caught." Go and rest, all of you. ā
After a pause outside, he replied, "Yes." And there was no sound.
Ling Caiwei listened for a while, and the person was indeed gone, and then she breathed a sigh of relief. Only then did he find that he was almost riding on Nan Ronglie, and his posture was a little ambiguous.
Still, she didn't dare to let go. Rao is like this, Nan Ronglie's eyes are still rippling with a pool of spring water when he looks at her.
"Are you convinced?" she asked viciously.
Nan Ronglie blinked his eyes, Ling Caiwei's hand made a lot of effort, and Nan Ronglie's face turned red. In fact, he still had one hand free, but he enjoyed the feeling of being pressed under her and didn't want to resist at all.
"I'll let you go, don't make any noise, or I'll make you dumb," she threatened him.
Nan Ronglie looked at her with a nervous look, fine beads of sweat oozed from her forehead, her little face was crimson, and her heart began to feel like an ape again.
Seeing that he was honest and not moving, Ling Caiwei thought it was the result of obedience, and let go of the hand that was stuck in his throat. Nam Rongyeol still didn't move, staring at her intently.
She slapped him lightly in the face: "Stupid?"
Nan Ronglie hated the slap of the scenery at this moment: "Your ability to destroy flowers with your hot hands is growing." Do you want to kill me and marry someone surnamed Qin as soon as possible?" his words had a sour taste, and even he himself was surprised when he said it. When did you become like a resentful woman!
Ling Caiwei was so angry with him that she couldn't cry or laugh, and she didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, avoiding his jealousy, and asked him, "Did Yumeng wake up?"
"Nope. ā
"What's wrong with her?" she nervously grabbed him by the neckline.
"Nope. He opened her hand.
"Then what are you doing here?" Ling Caiwei breathed a sigh of relief and left him to sit at the foot of the bed.
Nan Ronglie lay there with his hands as pillows, crossed Erlang's legs, and said leisurely: "I miss you!"
Ling Caiwei's heart was suffocated, although it was sweet, it was also bitter.
"Be serious! ā
"I've always been serious. It's you who don't believe it. You have to beat me to death like a bedbug. ā
Ling Caiwei was angry: "I remember that you are not a person who cares about everything, how can you ...... like a woman" Before she finished speaking, Nan Ronglie pounced and directly gagged her mouth with an affectionate kiss.
Ling Caiwei was caught off guard by him trapped in the corner, her back against the wall, her hands didn't have time to push him, hanging by her side.
She wanted to resist, but she was subjugated by his sweet kiss, closed her eyes and reveled in his sucking.
After a long time, she felt that her eyes were black, and she was about to breathe, before he let go of her.
Nam Rongyeol was very satisfied with her performance, at least she had him in her heart.
He hugged her, his chin resting on her shoulder, and neither of them spoke, except for the crackling of the candles in the room.
"Gu Tao came to get you in?" Ling Caiwei broke the silence. He was able to get in smoothly without being discovered, and it is estimated that only Xiao Gu, a madman, would dare to try.
Nan Ronglie bowed, he adjusted his posture, leaned against the wall, and held Ling Caiwei in his arms: "I have already dragged Qin Wuya." I will send someone to cooperate with you, seize the opportunity to find the copper ring, and after finding it, we will leave the Qin State immediately. ā
Ling Caiwei remembered that Qin Wuya left in a hurry in the afternoon, it turned out that Nan Ronglie had done something, and she couldn't help but feel a little inexplicable pride in her heart. can toss something on the territory of other countries, and this is why Nan Ronglie, a man, dares to come nonsense like this.
However, even if the brass ring is in her hands, she can't leave now.
"Rain dreams are not suitable for long journeys right now. I can't leave her here!"
"The people of the Iron Blood Pavilion will take care of her. Uncle Xiao is also here. When she is well, I will send her back to the south to see you. "He's already thinking about a way out.
However, he underestimated the relationship between Ling Caiwei and Yumeng.
Yumeng's life was dying, how could she leave her alone.
"If you want to go, you go. You leave with a brass ring. I'll go to the south to find you after I get out. Ling Caiwei leaned on Nan Ronglie's arms, trying to coax him to leave the Qin State.
"Can you get out? Qin Wuya wants your people! You really take me for a fool!"
"Even if I became his concubine, he couldn't do anything to me. Don't forget that I'm a master of poison. ā
"But, you didn't poison me just now!" Nam Youngyeol exposed her.
Ling Caiwei turned her head to look at him: "That's because you know me too well." so that you have a chance. ā
Nan Ronglie smiled bitterly: "Doesn't he understand you?"
"Wei'er, my only purpose here is to take you back to the Southland. The throne is important, but the thought of you leaving me and having dinner with other men, facing each other all day long, sharing the same bed..... As long as I think of this, my heart hurts like being slashed, and every time I think about it, it hurts like cutting off a piece of flesh and I can't breathe. Whether you call me domineering or selfish, in short, I can't watch my beloved woman marry someone else, I can't do it. ā
(To be continued.) )