"I'm going to get out of the room!" Ye Yanran suddenly interrupted the shopkeeper's words. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Huang Fuchen's eyes sank, his face was cold and revealing a trace of anger, and Adjutant Chen and the driver on the side couldn't help but lower their heads.

After dinner, Ye Yanran carried her burden and followed the guys from the inn towards the lower room, which was located on the first floor and had a big stable next to it.

Ye Yanran pushed open the guest room, took a kerosene lamp handed over by the guy, and closed the door.

The kerosene lamp fell on the simple tea table, the wick swayed, Ye Yanran dropped the burden on her shoulders and placed it on the bed, the wooden bed was simple, hung with a dilapidated curtain, and it smelled a little musty.

Ye Yanran walked to the window, stretched out her hand and pushed open the wooden window, outside the window, there was a round of Xuanyue hanging in the sky, the moonlight was faintly sprinkled, and the smell of horse manure in the stable wafted not far away.

Ye Yanran was about to close the window, when there was a knock on the door behind her, Ye Yanran paused, thinking that it was the guy who brought the washing water.

Ye Yanran walked to the door, stretched out her hand and was about to drop the crossbar behind the door, looking at the door made of tissue paper, the tall body of the man was reflected outside, Ye Yanran's heart sank.

"Young marshal? Is that you? Ye Yanran asked in a low voice.

Outside the door, Huang Fuchen's eyes were well understood, and his voice was low, "Open the door!" ”

Ye Yanran clenched her hands tightly, her palms were sweating, and she said in a straight voice, "Young marshal, it's not early, there is a difference between men and women, I'm afraid it will be inconvenient!" I apologize for not being able to open the door! ”

When Huang Fuchen heard this, his heart burst with anger, and his voice was cold and hard, "Ben Shuai is in poor health, and if you don't open the door again, I will only ask you!" ”

Ye Yanran listened, hurriedly dropped the crossbar behind the door, opened the door, raised her eyes, and looked at Huang Fuchen with a gloomy face.

"Young marshal, where is your body?"

Huang Fuchen's eagle eyes condensed the sudden momentum of the storm, his thin lips were tightly pursed, and his gaze was sharp and cold.

"Hmm... Not... In the blink of an eye, Fei's thin lips bit the woman's lip tightly, her palms wrapped around the woman's waist, and her slender legs forced the woman's body back into the room.

"Bang~!" With a bang, the door behind him was kicked shut by Huang Fuchen.

The man's iron arm tightened around the woman's waist like an ivy of explanation, almost lifting the woman's waist towards the big bed.

"Hmm... Not... Ye Yanran's head shook and wanted to avoid the man's lips, but the back of the head was fixed by the man's palm, and the heavy pressure was overlaid, and the overwhelmed body fell on the bed, and the man's body pressed hard.

The rudimentary bed made a 'squeak' sound, and the tip of the tongue rudely pried open the woman's teeth like a fire python and burrowed into her mouth.

Ye Yanran's entire lip flap was almost sucked into the man's mouth, wrapped around the tip of his tongue along his tongue, and devoured it whole.

A pair of hands slammed the man's back vigorously, knocking loudly, this bit of beating force was like tickling for Huang Fuchen, without any feeling.

Huang Fuchen's body was like a behemoth enveloping Ye Yanran's petite body, and the overlying bed tent kept swaying.

Ye Yanran was kissed passionately by the man, and the tip of her tongue was feverishly curled around her lips and tongue, so that she almost didn't even have the strength and space to bite back, and her entire nose and mouth were almost suffocated.