Han Chen was silent, and the fingers that hit the bed reached over and began to braid her, Ning Fu sighed and said, "Have you made enough trouble?" ”

There was a sudden heat on the side of her neck, but it was Han Chen who came closer, tiredly rested his chin on her shoulder, sprayed hot breath on the side of her ear, and said in a low voice: "Ning Fu...... When you come out of danger and return to the capital, do you have to return to the beginning? Then why don't I continue to make trouble like this...... You have to continue to do your business, continue to be the Ning Fu who keeps climbing up, and I have to continue my never-ending struggle...... In order to avoid me, you actually have to run so far away from Dongwu, you have never liked others to cause you trouble, this time you have to take the initiative to find trouble, Ning Fu...... If this continues, we don't know if the road between us is getting closer or farther and farther, and I really want to know...... ...... the hell Can...... Can...... Really close to me once ......"

Can you really get close to me once?

Ning Fu never thought that his heart was as cold as Han Chen, and there would be a day when he would ask for something soft. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Is it that the time of common tribulation is too difficult, but everything will eventually return to dust and return to dust?

She froze at his side, froze in his bosom, wrapped in only a bathrobe that should have been cold, but his body temperature was gradually rising, his body was close at hand, only separated by a thin layer of his clothes, the breath belonging to him was omnipresent, gradually transferring into her body skin, and his every subtle movement would bring her shiver, like lightning shuttling in the clouds when the storm was about to come, and the fine rays danced wildly, vibrating the pulse of the sky.

His chin rested on her shoulder, and they could both feel the smoothness, the smoothness of the water, the smoothness of the skin, the smoothness of the breath...... With misty water vapor, the droplets of her hair are crystal and slightly shiny, clearly reflecting the picture of the two, you have me, I have you, which reminds people of all the intertwined and soft...... She tilted her head uncomfortably, but his lips brushed over her cheeks, like a scorching wind rippling through the already rippling surface of the lake.

She trembled uncontrollably in the ripples of such silent but turbulent waves, and wanted to speak but felt that her whole body was soft and lost her strength, and the body that could not be closer seemed to invade her always sober mind, across the mountains of consciousness, covering the clarity of the five senses, and the exit was only a low gasp, which was embarrassing to hear, and she did not dare to speak even more, because his lips were waiting there.

His lips, first a dragonfly and then a torrent of wind, drove straight from her territory, striking every inch of soil with strength and tossing and turning, wanting to be the king who ruled her, and an ambiguous flush soon rose between her snow-colored neck, like a pale red moonlight shining on the deep snow.

For a moment, the rapid heartbeat and the unfamiliar approach impact made her dizzy and slightly painful, confused and lost the ability to think and speak, but he didn't intend to get her answer from the beginning, words are just a kind of notice, action is what a man has to do, he groped without a trace to catch her waist, slender and delicate circle, round and exquisite, one hand seems to be able to grasp, he paused slightly, with his fingertips nostalgic worship the creator's love for this woman, and then gently moved his body, his fingers slowly slipped.

Ning Fu felt that there was a hard existence there, and there was a bang in his head, and the clouds and mist dissipated in an instant.

Han Chen was already gasping for breath in a low voice, his clothes moved slightly, and he was about to untie his bathrobe while holding her.

Suddenly, I felt something hard against my abdomen.

"Master Taifu." Her breath was a little unsteady, and it was rare that the four words were broken for a moment, and then gradually calmed down, and her tone was the kind of calmness that he liked and hated the most, "Don't you want to hear my answer?" ”

Both of them were on the bed, but they were facing each other, and a black dagger was in the middle of each other.

There were still a few strands of Ning Fu's hair entangled with his, the water droplets were rolling down between each other, and his skin was glowing with jade luster under the candlelight, Ning Fu lowered his eyes, only daring to look at his sword.

"Your answer, that's it." Han Chen had regained his composure, he didn't care about the dagger, and his body moved a little closer.

Ning Fu really put the dagger back.

"Look," Han Chen smiled warmly, "you don't want to hurt me." ”

He stretched out his hand to stroke Ning Fu's wet eyebrows, with a complicated look of love and pity, and said, "You are always hiding yourself, controlling yourself, and forcing yourself...... You've been in love just now, why are you ......?"

"I can't hurt you like that, that's all." Ning Fu was silent for a moment, then lowered his eyes and smiled faintly, "Moreover, Lord Taifu, it is said that a woman who has not tasted anything is always prone to getting out of control when she comes into contact with a man she doesn't hate, I think, you are not the exception you think." ”

Han Chen was silent and sneered for a while.

"I don't think you have noticed," Ning Fu smiled slightly, "The blade of this dagger is no longer aimed at you, it is aimed at myself." ”

Han Chen's face changed.

"If you step forward, it will indeed retreat, but it will retreat into my own vital point." Ning Fu said lightly, "I don't know what you are thinking, but I feel that my body and whole person should not be handed over to you, so I'm sorry, I can't hurt you like this, just like you can't hurt me like this, the reason is the same." ”

She hurt him, and in the capital, she won't want to live normally in the future.

Similarly, in the capital, he didn't want to hurt her like this, otherwise he would be in trouble.

There was silence.

The sound of water dripping down like an hourglass in the silence of the night.

Han Chen looked at Ning Fu's direction, so close in front of him, so clear and unambiguous, but he seemed to never be able to see her clearly.

At this moment, what was reflected in his eyes was her appearance - the blush receded, her eyebrows were black, and her eyebrows were stubbornly condensed, as if every time she made a cold and hard decision, she looked indifferent.

Calm, blatant, with a bit of a hidden scoundrel.

There are some things that he actually knows that he can't force and can't force and shouldn't force them, but he still tries to do them, and even he doesn't understand why these actions occur, as if from the beginning of meeting her and gradually getting to know her, some things are out of order, and some thoughts are out of control.

may not expect to possess it at the moment, but she wants her to understand the real version of herself, and wants her to face her own heart once after wearing a mask, so she often can't understand reality and illusion.

Han Chen slowly raised his hand and stroked his face - sure enough, she was still the same hateful and ruthless her, but she didn't seem to be him anymore.

The blade of the dagger was still calmly sideways, as cold as a drop of water in her hair.