The rain in the middle of the night was getting heavier and heavier, and the 'ticking' sound of dripping on the eaves was clear and rapid, like a kiss that was getting deeper and deeper between the two of them. The acacia flowers in the center of the courtyard were knocked to the ground by the night rain.

The rain is getting heavier at night, and the infatuation is fetters are fetters for lovers.

The evening breeze swept over with the rain and hit the two of them in the face. The two of them were breathing thicker and louder, and their wheezing was getting heavier and heavier. After a long time, Zhao Fengyao let go of Zhuo Yijia, and exhaled with his head against her.

He frowned slightly, looking at Zhuo Yijia in his arms, the look in his eyes became deep and lustful.

Zhuo Yijia looked up at him with a flush on her face. The evening breeze swept by, and the icy rain hit Zhuo Yijia's face.

She came to her senses, only to feel sweet but ashamed in her heart. She turned her head to look at the reddish rain in the courtyard.

Looking back again, the complicated look in his eyes faded, he looked at Zhao Fengyao, then took a deep breath, raised his hand, and looked determined to push Zhao Fengyao away.

But Zhao Fengyao's hand around her waist seemed to have iron, and it didn't move at all.

Zhuo Yijia raised his head, with a natural flush on his face, and said angrily: "Zhao Fengyao, you let go-hmm-"

This time the kiss was deep and frenetic.

Zhao Fengyao held Zhuo Yijia's red lips in his mouth, and attacked like a storm, priing open Zhuo Yijia's teeth without a trace of stagnation.

Zhuo Yijia's unfinished words were swallowed into Zhao Fengyao's mouth like this. She was a little overwhelmed.

Zhuo Yijia's residual will was infatuated, but he despised it, and he despised himself extremely.

Obviously, I have already firmly thought about what I want to do, but I am so unlucky. Even if a man loses a one-time life, it's still like this......

She admits that she rejoices in this moment, but hates herself at this moment.

The eager and domineering kiss quickly swept through Zhuo Yijia's last bit of consciousness, Zhao Fengyao's breathing became more and more rapid, and the warm breath hit Zhuo Yijia's face, which was extremely ambiguous. She was tightly hugged by Zhao Fengyao, and she couldn't breathe under his fierce sucking and kissing.

Zhuo Yijia's mind was as empty as white paper, and his body was so soft that he couldn't move. can only let him stumble in Zhao Fengyao's arms.

The kiss came violently and went quickly, and before Zhuo Yijia could come back to his senses, Zhao Fengyao left suddenly.

He hugged Zhuo Yijia, hugged her tightly, rested his chin on her shoulder, gasping for air.

Zhuo Yijia also breathed heavily, and she seemed to be unable to slow down her breath. She was held by Zhao Fengyao, and wanted to turn her head to look at Zhao Fengyao who was resting on her shoulder next to her.

turned his head, and was pressed down by Zhao Fengyao, and his voice was hoarse: "Don't move!" ”

Zhuo Yijia wanted to exhale deeply. She was held by Zhao Fengyao with one hand around her waist and her head with the other.

There are mixed tastes in my heart.

Zhuo Yijia still turned her head under Zhao Fengyao's big palm, she wanted to turn her head and look at Zhao Fengyao. Zhao Fengyao felt the movement in his arms, bowed up, and pressed Zhuo Yijia's head down with force in his hand, and his hoarse voice was helpless and spoiled: "Don't move." ”

When Zhuo Yijia heard this, An Sheng put his head on Zhao Fengyao's shoulder and let him hold it. Her head tilted slightly, looking at the redness of the courtyard.

She closed her eyes again, took a deep breath, and then picked up her hand and pushed Zhao Fengyao away firmly and resolutely.

Zhao Fengyao only felt that the person in his arms left strongly, let go of his hands, and looked at Zhuo Yijia, who had already pushed himself away: "What's wrong?" ”

Zhuo Yijia looked at Zhao Fengyao steadily, the love in his eyes had faded, leaving only the indifference that Zhao Fengyao had not seen for a long time.

"I'm offended, I'll say I'm sorry first." With that, Zhuo Yijia pushed back a distance of about two feet and bent down with a bow. The attitude is sincere and detached.

Zhao Fengyao was baffled by Zhuo Yijia's sudden apology, but for some reason, he had some bad premonitions in his heart. He pursed his lips, and before he could answer, he watched Zhuo Yijia straighten up, looked at him, and continued:

"Today you have transgressed, and I have transgressed. But I took advantage of today's opportunity to pick it out. Saying that, Zhuo Yijia paused, looking at Zhao Fengyao indifferent and distant. She took a shallow breath: "Zhao Fengyao, you and I are impossible. If I die this heart, you will also die this heart. If you insist on doing this and that, you and I will only be strangers. ”

If it is placed on weekdays, Zhao Fengyao is just teasing and teasing. She doesn't exclude, she doesn't even cater unconsciously, and she doesn't realize anything.

Now Zhao Fengyao's desperate kiss makes her obsessed, disgusted and mixed. also made her understand in her heart,

After all, she still couldn't get over the hurdle in her heart.

The attitude of not refusing to welcome makes her disgusted.

With that, there was silence between the two.

After a while, Zhao Fengyao looked at Zhuo Yijia, he only felt that his heart hurt a little.

He looked at Zhuo Yijia and pulled the corners of his mouth stiffly: "Are you joking?" ”

Zhuo Yijia looked at Zhao Fengyao fixedly, and the gaze in his eyes did not fluctuate: "Do you know if I'm joking." ”

"Naturally, it's a joke." Zhao Fengyao didn't want to take Zhuo Yijia's words. The stiff smile at the corner of his mouth was pulled wider: "Why are you talking so nonsense if you're not joking?" ”

Zhuo Yijia looked at Zhao Fengyao steadily, and turned his head to glance at the dripping raindrops in the courtyard.

"Crackle" "Crackle"......

The sound of rain on everything was urgent, and the sound was urgent and panicked.

Zhuo Yijia squinted slightly, and when he opened it again, he was still indifferent. She turned her head and looked at Zhao Fengyao: "If it is one day, I will send you to the throne." It should be the time when you and I will be separated. ”

"If it weren't for you, I would never have thought of ruling the world!" Zhao Fengyao's face frowned, and his voice was as eager and flustered as the sound of rain.

In the past, he just wanted Huairong Wangfu to live a peaceful and smooth life.

Zhuo Yijia looked at Zhao Fengyao and raised her eyebrows slightly: "I'm sorry." ”

"What do I want you to say sorry?" Zhao Fengyao looked at Zhuo Yijia who was frowning, his frowning brows were loosened, and his face became as cold as before.

Zhuo Yijia just raised his head and looked at Zhao Fengyao fixedly again, his eyes were firm, and his tone was tough and cold: "I'm sorry, just to apologize for pulling you on this cliff for the people of the world in the past." You are just a side branch of the royal family, and you have your own comfortable and comfortable life, and I made you shoulder the heavy responsibility of the world. And about the love of children"

Zhuo Yijia said, paused, looked at Zhao Fengyao and said, "That's your problem." It is your business to rejoice in whom, and it is my business to accept or reject whomever I accept. Why should I force myself to change my will because of what others are doing? If I don't agree to someone who likes me, I have to apologize? Why? Zhao Fengyao, I think that between you and me, I have not done anything wrong. ”

Zhuo Yijia said in a calm and indifferent tone, turned his head, looked at the increasingly rapid rain in the courtyard, and his voice slowed down:

"In terms of interests, we are a community. But in terms of long-term love, since you and I can't do it, let's make an understanding. ”

Zhao Fengyao sat on the bench, looked at the calm and terrible woman in front of him, pursed his lips, and his heart seemed to be twisted, so that he didn't know how to respond.

Zhuo Yijia looked at the courtyard steadily, and saw Sanniang coming in from the west gate of the courtyard with a person, each holding two umbrellas, coming from the rain to this side. Then he looked at Zhao Fengyao and turned his head to look at Zhao Fengyao: "Sanniang is back." ”

Zhao Fengyao turned his head, looked at the two people who were about to approach behind him, got up, and stood there coldly, his face was as cold as usual. He turned his head, looked at Zhuo Yijia and said indifferently: "Then I'll go back first." ”

Zhuo Yijia turned her head, looked at Sanniang, who was thinking about coming here, and the white grandmother behind her, and said, "Don't you listen?" It's about the palace. ”

"Just go back and let Sanniang pick the key points and tell me about them." As he spoke, Zhao Fengyao turned his head to look at the two people who had already walked to the entrance of the corridor and were collecting umbrellas, and did not wait for Zhuo Yijia to answer. He bowed slightly, then straightened, turned around and walked slowly to the next room.