Back in the palace, Ling Ziran was worried about how to tell Jun Mochen?

Circling around the room, I was about to go to find Jun Mochen, but others appeared in front of her all of a sudden, accidentally bumped into his hard chest, let out a painful sigh, covered his nose and retreated, with tears shining in his eyes. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"What are you doing!" Angry yelled at him.

Jun Mochen spread his hands innocently, "It was Dye Er who bumped into it herself, don't blame me." ”

She gritted her teeth, and he was innocent and cute-

This noodle is also drunk!

After being silent for a long time, Jun Mochen first broke the silence, sighed, and looked into Ling Zi's clear and clear pupils with bottomless eyes, the doting and tenderness in her eyes could only be seen by her, and her heart trembled fiercely.

"Dye'er, I'm leaving the palace tomorrow."

After Jun Mochen finished speaking, he wanted to see how she reacted, but he didn't expect her to respond lightly: "Oh" and then what? And then no then!

He raised an eyebrow and gritted his teeth, "That's it?" ”

Ling Ziran walked to the tea table and poured a cup of tea, took a sip, glanced at him lazily, lifted his red lips, and slowly spit out three words: "Otherwise." ”

“……！！” Jun Mochen is obviously angry!

However, after getting along with Ling Ziran for so long, he naturally has the ability to repair automatically, pulling his thin lips and hooking a far-fetched smile, and saying in a good voice: "After tomorrow, you won't be able to see me, don't you have any indication?" ”

Ling Ziran raised his eyebrows, looked at him with interest, and said casually: "It's still early to die, what are you afraid of." ”

Exhale, inhale, exhale, inhale......

Jun Mochen repeatedly made a series of movements, his face softened, pursed his lips, stretched out his finger to point to his perfect lips, and raised his chin towards Ling Ziran, indicating that the meaning was obvious.

But she pretended not to understand, just took the teacup she had drunk, poured a full glass of water, slammed it in front of him, and hugged her chest with her hands, "Slow down and don't send it!" ”

Jun Mochen was obviously impatient, pulled over Ling Zi's delicate body, pressed one hand on her thin waist, clasped the back of her head with the other, and pressed her thin lips against her red lips.

Ling Ziran sighed, the whole person was lying on him, unable to move, he bit her lower lip ambiguously, his deep and charming eyes were slightly hooked, and he smiled evilly, easily pried open her teeth......

Sure enough, women have to use strong ones!

Jun Mochen drew a conclusion from it, but before he could be proud, she opened her mouth and bit down hard, and in an instant, a faint smell of rust emanated in the mouths of the two, ambiguous~

"Shhh...... You're so ruthless! Jun Mochen withdrew from her mouth, stretched out her slender hand, and gently wiped the blood on her lips mixed with ambiguous liquid.

The tip of the tongue was pushed against the bitten lip, and the action was very sexy and seductive, and Ling Ziran couldn't help but feel a chill.

He wiped his lips vigorously and said in disgust: "Jun Mochen, you are so disgusting!" ”

He didn't laugh angrily, hugged her all over his arms, put his lips to her ear, and said in a dumb voice: "I learned from Ran'er." ”

She broke free from his embrace, jumped onto the tea table, raised her eyebrows and looked down at him, her tone was full of arrogance: "Phew, the old lady is not as disgusting as you!" ”

Jun Mochen was disgusted like this for the first time when he was so big, a handsome face was so black that he could drip ink, pursed his lips and picked up the Ling Zi dye, threw it on the bed, took off his robe, hooked his lips coldly, and his tall and majestic body immediately touched up-

"Ahhh Ling Ziran was overwhelmed by him, and his little hand kept patting Jun Mochen's bare back, and there were more dazzling red marks on his back in an instant.

grabbed her hand that was constantly struggling, pressed it on her chest, and the other free hand was not idle, skillfully ripped off her belt, and a striking red dress was suddenly removed, revealing a pink belly pocket.

Crossing the towering belly pocket, the big hand slid down, the tender and delicate touch of the palm made him love it, and the area touched by the warm hand was hot like a fire, making her writhe body uncomfortably.

But he didn't expect this unintentional move to light out a fire in Jun Mochen's body, burning and out of control!

"Dye'er, don't move." His voice was hoarse, and he frowned and pressed against Ling Ziran's restless body.

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It seems that Xiao Junjun is too weak...... The nitrogen gentleman is only weak in front of dyeing, and he is a proud monarch in front of outsiders!

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