"He's not stupid. Zhuo Yijia glanced at Zhao Fengyao, turned his head and said: "Sun Zhuo's two families are each half of the sky of the imperial court, and the Sun family was moved, and the court turned upside down, and now the overall situation is turbulent, how can the Zhuo family be moved." ”

Zhuo Yijia's words fell, and Zhao Fengyao nodded thoughtfully: "Well, it makes sense." After that, he turned his head to look at Zhuo Yijia, and said angrily: "The woman I like is really smarter than ordinary people." ”

Hearing this, Zhuo Yijia frowned. Turned his head to look at Zhao Fengyao: "You still have to tell me what happened to the Zhuo family, tell me quickly." ”

Zhao Fengyao looked at Zhuo Yijia and spread his hands: "I'm done." ”

"What?" Zhuo Yijia frowned when he heard this: "You ran all the way out of the city and told me this?"

These words, anything, can be thought of by a little brain. Do you have any special trips to discuss?

Crazy, this is.

Zhao Fengyao listened to Zhuo Yijia's words, turned his head, thought about it very seriously, turned his head to look at Zhuo Yijia again, and said seriously: "Oh, there is one more thing." ”

"What's the matter?" Zhuo Yijia subconsciously asked.

Zhao Fengyao turned his head, looked at Zhuo Yijia fixedly, and smiled slightly: "I miss you, just come and see." ”

Zhuo Yijia choked when she heard this, and looked at Zhao Fengyao's appearance as a scoundrel, serious and serious, and the rebuke in her mouth turned into a cold snort.

She glanced at Zhao Fengyao, turned her head, and did not speak. She looked at the window coffin and was inexplicably stunned.

Zhuo Yijia didn't respond, and in the huge courtyard, only the two of them became silent.

Zhao Fengyao held his hands, leaned his back against the pillar behind him, and looked at Zhuo Yijia. After a moment of silence, he turned his head to look at the good fish standing next to him like a stone statue, and gave him a blank look: "You go back first." ”

"Huh?" Liangyu raised his head and looked at Zhao Fengyao with some blankness.

"The clothes in the yard were not collected. As he spoke, Zhao Fengyao stretched out a hand holding his head and pointed to the courtyard behind him: "Oh, it's going to rain soon." ”

"Little one collects clothes?" Liangyu asked, stretching out his index finger and pointing at himself, staring at him in disbelief.

"Otherwise, shall I go back and collect it?" Zhao Fengyao turned his head, and his eyes swept over the good fish.

Liangyu shuddered, turned his head to look at Zhuo Yijia who was staring at the window, pursed his lips, and responded with a bitter face: "Yes." ”

With that, Liangyu turned around and walked to the side of the house. After taking two steps, he stopped again, turned his head to look at Zhao Fengyao, pulled an ugly smile, and whispered, "Why don't I wait for you in the secret room?"

Zhao Fengyao turned his head and secretly confessed to him.

Seeing this, Liangyu smiled and ran to the other side of the house.

Zhao Fengyao looked at the back of Liangyu and walked away, and turned his head to look at Zhuo Yijia, who was still in a daze and didn't know what to think. The silence of the night spread. The wind swept through the courtyard getting stronger and stronger, and the promenade occasionally poured into the blowing hair of the two people.

After a while, Zhao Fengyao broke the silence of the night with a smile: "What about you?"

Zhuo Yijia didn't answer, nor did she turn her head, just the open window on the opposite side, in a daze.

When Zhao Fengyao spoke to her, she inexplicably thought of Zhuo Yihan who was beaten into the cold palace and Zhuo Yirou who was exiled to the Tomb.

Zhao Fengyao looked at Zhuo Yijia's stunned appearance, withdrew his hand holding his head, and leaned towards Zhuo Yijia's ear, which was very close, and the tender voice sounded softly in Zhuo Yijia's ear: "What about you?

The moment the warm breath exhaled in his ears hit his face, Zhuo Yijia instantly came back to his senses, habitually turned his head, and looked at the eyebrows and eyes that were close at hand. In a panic, he leaned back. The bench is not wide, and when it falls backwards, the body loses its balance.

Zhuo Yijia shouted softly, seeing that his body was about to fall.

Looking at the eyebrows and eyes of Zhao Fengyao who was facing him, for a moment, Zhuo Yijia's mind seemed to be confused, and he forgot the martial arts he had learned.

The body fell backwards, and before it touched the ground, he felt his hand be caught, and his body was light. When he came back to his senses, he was already pulled into his arms by Zhao Fengyao. One hand grabbed her arm, the other around her waist.

Zhuo Yijia came back to his senses, and his body was already surrounded by Zhao Fengyao. She exhaled, stretched out her hand on Zhao Fengyao's chest, and was about to push it away, but when she raised her eyes, she saw those handsome eyes as bright as stars, her hands trembled, and for some reason, she softened a little.

A pair of slender hands stopped on Zhao Fengyao's chest with such a desire to welcome and refuse.

Zhuo Yijia tilted his head slightly, looking at Zhao Fengyao's eyes that seemed to have been used for witchcraft, he couldn't take his eyes off, stunned and dazed. I don't know why, and I'm a little overwhelmed.

Zhao Fengyao lowered his head and looked at the woman in his arms, his eyebrows and eyes were picturesque, and a pair of Danfeng eyes on his slightly frosty face were like autumn water. The rhinoceros has bright teeth, and the double moth has green eyebrows.

No powder is applied, but Ronghua is still as bright as a peach and plum.

Zhao Fengyao couldn't help but get in. Between the breathing of the two, the warmth hit each other's faces, rapid and ambiguous.

The night was cold and cold, and a light rain slowly fell under the rolling black clouds. The cold wind blew and hit Zhuo Yijia's face, and the cold touch made her regain her consciousness a little. She looked at Zhao Fengyao in front of her, calmed down, her face was a little ugly, and pushed away the hand on his chest.

Zhuo Yijia's hand was lifted, his body was pulled, his face was hot, and he felt a warmth on his lips.

Even if it was the second time, Zhuo Yijia still couldn't react.

Her hand pressing on Zhao Fengyao's chest was a little soft, and she couldn't lift it. looked at the pair of deep pool-like eyes in front of his eyelids, and blinked his eyes twice. Only then did he come back to his senses slightly.

When I came back to my senses, my brain seemed to have exploded, and the heat wave rushed up, and I was at a loss for a while.

The warmth on her lips was warm, and Zhuo Yijia only felt a little moist. Her brain was confused, but her slightly trembling hand pushed.

She was angry and panicked, and she didn't know what to do for a while.

Zhao Fengyao sucked it. Those two pink lips made him feel like soft clouds, and he couldn't help but pry open Zhuo Yijia's mouth.

Zhao Fengyao closed her eyes, hugged Zhuo Yijia's waist tightly with one hand, rested on Zhuo Yijia's back with the other, and gently helped her up, as if to soothe her overwhelmed heart.

The warmth behind him came, and Zhuo Yijia's heart like a deer was slowly born unconsciously.

For some reason, this time, she didn't want to push it away. Just this once, just this once.

Zhuo Yijia thought silently in his heart.

In this life, let's just debauchery this time.

Zhuo Yijia closed her eyes and felt the softness of the tips of her lips. His tongue trembled involuntarily.

Zhao Fengyao's originally gentle and lingering kiss suddenly became violent when she felt Zhuo Yijia's movements. His hand around Zhuo Yijia's thin waist tightened, and the hand on his back also held Zhuo Yijia's neck upward, and his five fingertips were inserted into Zhuo Yijia's green silk, firmly imprisoning her head. The tip of the tongue is against Zhuo Yijia's mouth, teasing and stinging, making people fall deeply.