Xia'er is whole body is cold, and Ah Feng just feels a little cold on her body: the night breeze is a little cold.

Tie Ying said that the Lonely Bamboo Country is colder than Da Chu. As far as the evening is concerned, Ah Feng feels that it is not colder, it is a season short.

If Da Chu is the height of summer, the night of the Lonely Bamboo Country is like late autumn, and the wind blows on the body as if it is going to drill into the human body, refusing to let go of even a little heat on your body.

A wide shirt was draped over Ah Feng's shoulders, with Ah Feng's familiar taste, and also brought Ah Feng's familiar voice: "Come out so late to blow the night breeze?" ”

Jiang Ming's eyes are even more attractive when viewed at night, much better than the stars; At least in Ah Feng's eyes, so she looked deeply into Jiang Ming's eyes.

"It's not the night wind, it just feels like you're supposed to be there, so come out and take a look. Why didn't you sleep so late? Ah Feng leaned into Jiang Ming's arms, feeling the warmth of that body and the peace of mind that it brought to him.

She took a light breath and exhaled again with satisfaction, but her eyes never left Jiang Ming's eyes.

Jiang Ming's gaze averted. His big hand tightened Ah Feng's clothes, but his eyes looked at him: "It's so cold, I don't know how to add clothes, I don't know how to take care of myself, how can I rest assured." ”

Ah Feng stretched out his hands around his waist and listened to the heartbeat from his chest: "With you, do I still need to take care of myself?" If I could take care of myself, you would have a lot less to do. ”

"Besides, this is the only way, if you lead the troops to fight in the future, you will want to come back sooner, otherwise I will catch a cold."

As she spoke, she withdrew a hand and drew a circle on his chest, feeling the change in his heartbeat, her face already shining with a mischievous smile on her lips.

Jiang Ming couldn't see Ah Feng's face, so he naturally didn't know that Ah Feng was snickering now, so he just coughed and stretched out his hand to catch Ah Feng's naughty little hand, but he didn't want to be disappointed.

Ah Feng dodged, and then still drew a circle on his chest: Jiang Ming didn't wear a coat, because the coat was draped on Ah Feng's body.

However, Ah Feng's fingers slipped into Jiang Ming's collar, and the small, slightly chilly fingers fell on the skin on Jiang Ming's chest.

That point was like a fire, and the "bang" ignited Jiang Ming, making his body even hotter: it was more like a stove, Ah Feng's exclusive stove.

Jiang Ming snorted slightly: "Ah Feng, don't." "He has instincts in his body, and because of his love for Ah Feng, he has no resistance to Ah Feng at all.

However, because of some memories, he was angry, angry with himself: he had almost ...... to Ah Feng

Ah Feng didn't answer, he bit the collar on one side with his teeth, pulled his clothes apart, and then his little lips also fell on his chest!

Jiang Ming's low hum was much louder this time, and a pair of long arms also hugged Ah Feng fiercely, and his lips quickly found Ah Feng's lips.

There is no gap between the two lips, and the two bodies hug each other tightly without any gap, even the night breeze can't find a gap to get into.

Jiang Ming was no longer the same person he used to be after seeing Ah Feng's half-naked bath bucket: Ah Feng's small movements could explode him and make his mind completely blank.

Ah Feng was hit by the medicinal incense in the bath tub, so no matter how enthusiastic her request was, Jiang Ming could still keep a little sober, because he couldn't hurt Ah Feng.

But now Ah Feng is twelve points sober, but he ignited him with a finger and a small kiss, and all his self-control is gone: he hugged Ah Feng hard, pressed Ah Feng against the pillar, and the whole person almost wanted to squeeze into Ah Feng's body.

After a long kiss, Jiang Ming took a breath of cool air to sober up a little, but the flash in his eyes was not intoxication but guilt, his hands had no strength, and he muttered while slowly withdrawing: "I'm sorry, it hurt you, right?" ”

He felt that he couldn't accept himself, how did he become a beast? He loves Ah Feng, he loves Ah Feng as a person, and he doesn't want to ask Ah Feng for that kind of love between men and women.

Besides, he and Ah Feng haven't married yet, how can they be so kind to Ah Feng? In the past, he was just teasing Ah Feng, although he would often fall into it, but he would not be so, so ......

Jiang Ming couldn't describe himself at this moment, and he didn't dare to look at Ah Feng's eyes, for fear of seeing horror in Ah Feng's eyes, and even more afraid of seeing anger in Ah Feng's eyes.

He couldn't sleep tonight, and it was impossible for him to fall asleep, so he came to Ah Feng's room to guard: it was also happy to be able to listen to her breathing, which could calm his heart.

Jiang Ming and Ah Feng didn't talk about the embarrassing scene, because neither of them knew how to speak; The result is that both people can't sleep, and they're both worried about each other -- will they be angry, will they be sad?

Will you look down on yourself because of this, and will it make the relationship between the two people change badly because of this?

So Jiang Ming came, and Ah Feng also came out to blow the night breeze. When the hearts of the two people are together, even if Ah Feng can't see Jiang Ming, he can still feel his existence.

Ah Feng didn't feel wrong, Jiang Ming really appeared; And Ah Feng also knew that today's matter, at least there should be an end between her and Jiang Ming: Jiang Ming may not be able to speak in this matter, so let her do it.

But she didn't speak well, so she directly told Jiang Ming with her actions - I didn't blame you, and I didn't get angry with you, I am very happy to be with you, and I will never be separated for the rest of my life.

Jiang Ming misunderstood, he only noticed his reaction, and he was stuck in self-blame and didn't notice Ah Feng's expression.

"No, no, no......" Ah Feng responded to Jiang Ming, but he was still too shy to speak, how could he say it? She really liked Jiang Ming's kiss, but she couldn't say it.

Ah Feng simply took a step forward and threw himself into Jiang Ming's arms, hooked his neck with both hands, and put his lips on it again: If Jiang Ming still doesn't understand this, see if she can't clean up Jiang Ming - this kid must be on purpose.

Jiang Ming originally wanted to hug Ah Feng lightly, and he wanted to express his guilt, but he didn't want to touch the lips that were sweet to the depths of his soul, and his brain would be nothing.

He only wanted this lip, and he only wanted the person in his arms not to leave, so he hugged it tightly, and one hand went to Afeng's head, he wanted to go deeper and deeper, and the sweetness of that lip was something he could never refuse.

The other hand inadvertently slipped down and landed on the high, elastic part: the touch made him hum in his throat, and pressed the man in his arms hard against him, and pressed it a little more.

The wind, I don't know when it stopped, probably because of the heat of this place, it can't blow away, so it admits defeat.