Arms intertwined, taking half of his soul away; The delicate lips pressed closer, and pulled away a few more strands of his spirit.

Mo Hua parried weakness lightly, reached out and hugged her and put it on his lap, carefully, as if holding a rare treasure.

"If you want to stay, I don't worry about letting you stay alone in the room."

His smile was intoxicating, and his blue and inky eyes were the same color as the sky. The sky was not full of stars, but his eyes were full of stars.

Wei Jiang smiled, his fingers touched his sword eyebrows, then slid along the outline of his eyebrows to the cheeks, and then spread out his palms and lightly covered them.

Mo Hua couldn't help but close her eyes, attached to the tenderness of her fingertips, like a black cat curled up at his feet, enjoying it comfortably.

In his previous life, he led her, and in this life she led him...... The reincarnation of the two lives, twists and turns, going around and around, the people around him are still him.

Wei Jiang didn't know if this was fortunate or unfortunate, now she was tired and tired, she just wanted to shrink into his arms and not think about anything, weak, as if she had just been born.

Mo Hua carried her to the couch and pulled the thin quilt over her body. He sat and watched by the couch until she fell asleep.

Wei Jiang was restless, his hand wrapped around his waist like a snake, and he showed his posture and disturbed his mind.

Mo Hua didn't move like a rock, and pulled the silk quilt that was kicked by her, and wrapped her tightly again.

"Didn't you say you would wait until the night of the candles in the cave?" He pretended to be angry, like a private school teacher teaching a disobedient naughty boy.

Well? Has he become serious? Wei Jiang didn't believe it, grabbed his hand and put it between his lips, stretched out half an inch of soft incense from his palm to lick it to his fingertips, and then took it in Zhu Dan's mouth and sucked and bit it.

Itchy, crispy and numb.

Mo Hua couldn't stand it, and withdrew her hand several times, she became a naughty cat again, biting his wrist in one bite, dragging it back, and continuing to lick his fingers. She looked at him, her eyes were like silk, and even the fox demon was three points inferior to her.

Mo Hua's heart was ape, and his body didn't listen to him.

The green gauze tent fell, or was gently pulled by someone to cover the spring light on the couch.

I was so anxious that I hurriedly stripped off my clothes, but I was reluctant to eat it in one bite.

Conflicted, anxious, but unexpectedly exciting.

He had just finished bathing, and there was a slight smell of acacia on his body, faint, very good. The tip of his tongue swirled lightly around his chest, fanning the flames of love higher and higher. He couldn't stand it, turned over and pressed it, and turned against the customer.

Wei Jiang seemed to be frightened and couldn't help but tremble. She closed her eyes nervously, her long, thick eyelashes quivering.

In her previous life, she had suffered that kind of pain, as if she had been torn in half, and her legs could not help herself. There was still one more pain in this life, she was a little scared, and reached out to nudge him.

"Alright...... All right...... I threw in the towel. ”

Admit defeat? He doesn't. The arrow has been wound, how can there be any reason to take it back?

"Nope."

Mo Hua held her up domineeringly, biting her throat like a wolf, and began to take revenge on her.

He became rough, grabbed her thin wrist with one hand, and cut her hands behind her back; The other hand was on the side of her ear. Wei Jiang couldn't move, writhed a few times weakly, and muttered for mercy.

This time, Mo Hua decided not to let her go. He leaned over and sucked on her ear, the tip of his tongue deftly teasing, and she felt itchy, and couldn't help but shrink her neck and giggle.

"Don't ...... I lost and I begged for mercy...... Itchy ......"

Mo Hua refused to stop, the more she begged for mercy, the more excited he became, kissed her neck straight down, and then bit the knot tied on her chest and pulled it, and the clothes fell like petals.

"Ahh

Wei Jiang couldn't help screaming softly, wanting to move, but his hand was firmly clasped by him. The tip of his nose was pressed against her collarbone and sniffed, his breath prickly and a little itchy. Then, he turned sharply down, peeled off his emerald chest with his mouth, and told her to be unconcealed, naked and exposed in front of his eyes.

Wei Jiang burned, the snow-white jade fat flushed, and Zhu Dan on his chest stood erect like a bird's pointed beak.

What a shame! She hurriedly turned her head over, but he wouldn't let her dodge, and lowered his head to grab her kiss.

provoked the fire, Wei Jiang didn't even have the strength to regret it. She softened the tip of his tongue, turning into a puddle of spring water, and she couldn't escape if she wanted to.

Mo Hua finally let go of the big hand that was clasping her thin wrist, hugged her, and reached out to probe, she was already emotional.

The night was still long, and Mo Hua thought that she was about to be suffocated by her in the past six months, so she didn't want to be so hasty, and let her go easily, she had to beg for it.

She understands him, why doesn't he understand her?

The cultivation of the previous life is just the right use in this life.

He seems to be tasting a delicious meal, not in a hurry or in a hurry. First of all, you should rinse your mouth with tea, then enjoy the salty and sour fresh fruits, and wait patiently for the fire to rise, heat the oil pot, and put it into the dish...... Well, no, you have to cool it down and add some dry firewood......

After several grinds, Wei Jiang was dazzled, she put her hands in his hair, her legs hooked his neck, and the tender rui was delicately fragrant for him to pick. He licked and drank the peony dew, and then teased it with his fingers, not afraid that she would not beg for mercy.

Moaned again and again, and cried between tactfully. When the fire came, he was going to swallow her in one gulp. But suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

"Is Brother Mo here?"

Hearing this voice, Wei Jiang's heart sank, and the soul that flew to the clouds immediately returned to its place. Mo Hua also showed a panicked look, and in a blink of an eye, he became annoyed, and if he didn't answer, people outside the door kept knocking, making people upset.

"Leave it alone, let's continue."

Mo Hua's □□ was not dispersed, but Wei Jiang had no thoughts. She pushed him away with a heavy blow, jumped down and put on a robe, walked over and opened the door.

"What's the matter at such a late hour?"

Wei Jiang was noisy, his eyes swept coldly, and he saw Wei Zhen'er dumbfounded and stunned in front of the door.

At this time, Wei Jiang was wrapped in Mohua's robe, the green silk was scattered, and the red stains on the unintentionally naked and exposed incense shoulders were dotted, contemplating the fragrance and glamour just now.

She smiled, charming, and the romance between her eyebrows fell into Wei Zhen'er's eyes.

Mo Hua also came, both disheveled, and even his hair was not knotted.

Wei Zhen'er relieved herself and smiled extremely awkwardly. "I ...... I'm here to find ...... Ajan's, she's not in the room, I want to ......"

Wei Jiang sneered and said, "Found it, right?" If you find it, you'll go. ”

With that, she slammed the door shut, shielding her hateful face from the outside.

Mo Hua stepped forward and reached out to hug her. She slapped his hand away, took off her robe and threw it on his face.

She knew, or guessed, that Mo Hua hid from her and often met Wei Zhen'er, so it was so late, Wei Zhen'er was not afraid of ruining his reputation, so he came to him in a dark cloak.

Betrayal was like a sharp knife, piercing her heart, the skin was undamaged, and the inside was already dripping with blood. She picked up her clothes and put them on one by one. Not knowing how to explain it, he watched her silent for a long time.

Wei Jiang walked away and reached out to open the door. At this time, Mo Hua reacted, hurriedly pulled her back, and then blocked the door.

"I should have told you a long time ago, I didn't say it before, because I was afraid that you would misunderstand."

His calm demeanor disappeared without a trace, like a little baby who had been wronged, revealing a look of grievance.

Wei Jiang was silent, and put his hands on his chest and turned his face away. The room was dim, and her expression was dark. Mo Hua stretched out his hand, but before he could touch her, she turned around and dodged her.

"Don't you believe me? You have sailed with me for a thousand sails, and it is time for you to come, and you still don't believe me? ”

Wei Jiang still didn't respond. Mo Hua was unable to plead, and slammed the doorpost in resentment, punching a hole in the third fist.

He originally wanted to keep Wei Zhen'er a little face, and he persuaded him several times, but he didn't know what evil Wei Zhen'er had fallen into, so he had to stalk him and refuse to let go, and he also moved out of the fact that the two of them went to sea together, wanting to evoke the old love.

That's right, he did think a little bit at that time, and he also coaxed Miss Wei's heart to bloom, but that person was Mo Hua, not Mo Ye now.

He couldn't speak, he couldn't tell the truth, and he was so depressed that he sat on the ground and grabbed a few handfuls of hair.

Wei Jiang didn't look at him, looked up to the sky and took a deep breath, and after a long time, he said slowly: "Just now my father came to discuss with me and said that he wanted to marry Wei Zhen'er to you, but I didn't agree." ”

Mo Hua listened, not knowing how to answer, but that clever mouth was useless at this time.

Wei Jiang lowered his head again and laughed sadly, his thin shoulders trembling, so weak that it made people feel distressed.

"I know I'm not as beautiful as my sister, and I'm not as well-behaved and sensible as her. But I can't figure it out, why did I do so many things, but it was my turn to get such a result? Ping'an, Wei Zhen'er, Daddy...... And you, where have you put me? If I had known this, it would have been better to die. ”

Hearing the word "death", Mo Hua got up from the ground and took her into his arms in a panic.

"No...... You can't die, it's better for you to die than for me to die! No, no, none of us can die, we all have to live well in this life, I want to marry you, I want to have children with you! ”

In a hurry, Mo Hua was incoherent and accidentally slipped his mouth.

This life...... When Wei Jiang heard it, he was stunned for a moment.

Could it be that he was born again?!

Wei Jiang didn't believe it, suddenly held his face, stared at his round eyes and looked at it, there was the shadow of Mo Ye in those blue ink eyes.

"Who are you? Mo Hua or Mo Ye? ”

Wei Jiang asked in a trembling voice, his eyes like a sharp cone, wanting to pierce his skin.

The answer was already clear, and Mo Hua didn't explain much, he looked at it affectionately, and only asked one sentence: "Would you like to marry me?" ”

These were Mo Ye's dying words, like a thunderbolt that split Wei Jiang's soul.

Wei Jiang's face was as white as frost, and the whole person was shaky, Mo Hua immediately supported her, but she pushed him away fiercely, reached out and slapped him in the face.

Mo Hua was caught off guard by her and was stunned. She grabbed him again and pulled him in front of her.

"I ask you, why do you smoke tobacco when you know it's adulterated? Why? Why? Death?! ”

Wei Jiang's eyes were red, like a Yaksha ghost. Mo Hua curled the corners of his lips and smiled miserably.

"Why should I live when you're dead?"

He was martyred for her. 166 Reading Network