Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "What do you want to say to you?" ”

Leng Qianye just looked at her quietly, without saying a word, he couldn't say anything that was too sensational, and now, he just wanted to look at her like this, and keep all her expressions in his mind, whether it was cold-blooded and ruthless, or gentle and delicate.

Feng Aotian always had a shallow smile on the corner of his mouth, looking at him, "Have you seen enough?" ”

"Nope." Leng Qianye shook his head and replied softly.

Feng Aotian raised his hands, covered his cheeks, leaned forward, and his face was close at hand, looking at each other, but it was infinite affection.

I have to say that if Leng Qianye doesn't speak, if he doesn't wear a battle robe, like such a lilac brocade robe, handsome as dust, otherworldly temperament, especially those eyes that are as cold as cold jade, it is even more indifferent to the world, such a man, wherever he is placed, is a beautiful scenery, he can have the most beautiful things in the world, and the beautiful women are surrounded by him, but he just went to the battlefield, his hands were stained with blood, he just put away his edge, and was willing to fall in love with her, He took this step, abandoned the eyes of the world, and subverted the law of male superiority and inferiority, just for her.

Feng Aotian smiled, taking in all his expressions, she admitted, she is a hard-hearted person, at the beginning, approaching them, have their own goals and calculations, she stands on the highest position of power, she wants to overlook the world, wants to take all the good things into her own hands, wants everyone to surrender to her, in her position to seek her own government, she is a hegemon, even if the man has three thousand beauties, why can't she?

However, in this competition, she also learned to grow, learned what it means to treat each other sincerely, learned the warmth and coldness of human affection, she is no longer the shadow of others, no longer a wandering soul, they comfort each other's lonely and wandering hearts, she is cold by nature, but now, she feels what is called warmth.

She looked at him and said softly, "In my lord's heart, you are all equally important. ”

Leng Qianye bloomed with a smile like a spring breeze, like a thousand-year-old snow-capped mountain, melting at this moment, it was so dazzling, white and flawless.

He took her into his arms, an emperor, a strong man, she can have their bodies, but she still cares about their hearts, how can she make him not love, not love, not love?

Leng Qianye never knew what it was, the ups and downs over the years, he had forgotten what love was, what love was, she gave him fatal destruction, but he gave him a fatal love, but he was powerless to resist, he could only follow his own heart, pour his heart into each other, he knew that he was completely finished, just because, she in his arms, only her, could warm his dry heart, without half a point of adulteration.

Their intersection began in revenge, at that time, he hated her very much, but, everything that happened later, let his heart fall with her, until it reached the point of no extrication, he had also been angry, resentful, painful struggle, but still approached her without hesitation, now, he is more sure of his own heart, he is glad that he did not flinch at the end, glad that she grabbed him in time and gave him a hug.

Leng Qianye had a smile between his eyebrows, he just hugged her tightly, at this moment, his body seemed to be exuding a light called (forbidden word) the depth of love, enveloping them, and he was reluctant to disperse for a long time.

The cat father-in-law walked in with the decoction, raised his eyes, and saw Leng Qianye's smile that seemed to be a spring breeze and rain, the corners of his mouth hooked, such a smile is unique to him, just ask a person who doesn't like to laugh, how can he not be fascinated by such a smile?

Feng Aotian leaned on Leng Qianye's arms, she could feel his beating heart, and she chuckled, "Are you going to hold it like this, and don't let go?" ”

"Don't let go." Leng Qianye's tone was firm, his eyes lowered, and he said as if no one was around.

Feng Aotian raised his voice and smiled, "Master is going to drink medicine." ”

Leng Qianye refused to let go, just hugged it, raised his eyes, and saw that the cat father-in-law had already walked over, stood beside Feng Aotian, and handed her the medicine.

Leng Qianye lowered her eyes and looked at the decoction, although she knew that she was conditioning her body, but she didn't know how long these medicines would last, what was the use?

Feng Aotian looked at Leng Qianye with suspicion on her face, she raised her head and drank, and the cat father-in-law retreated with interest.

"I want to know what you drink this medicine for?" Feng Aotian approached Leng Qianye and said in a low voice.

Leng Qianye looked at the cunning flashing in her eyes, and seemed to understand a little, but she still pretended not to understand and nodded.

Feng Aotian's hand moved slowly along his waist until it touched the ...... Fingertips swipe over ...... With a deep sense of playfulness and ambiguity......

Leng Qianye's body was tense, but she didn't move, letting her act recklessly, and she already understood the meaning of her words.

His eyes flashed brightly, "Your Majesty, haven't you really been with anyone yet?" ”

Feng Aotian hooked his neck, "Master's body has been ruined by practicing martial arts, and it still needs to be regulated." ”

Leng Chiba's cold eyes flashed with brilliance, obviously, every time he was teased by her, he would always involuntarily, but every time he went further, she would skillfully avoid it, he thought that she was unwilling to touch him, it turned out that it was because she had never really touched anyone.

Obviously, when he heard such news, the excitement in his heart was beyond words, and he couldn't help asking, "When will the emperor take care of it?" ”

Feng Aotian looked at him, "What? In such a hurry to climb into the master's bed? ”

Leng Qianye's face was irrepressibly dyed with a touch of crimson, this was the first time Feng Aotian saw his shy appearance, she was suddenly in a happy mood, and looked at him, "It's almost over." ”

Leng Qianye listened to her words and thought, he is far away at the border, I am afraid that it will take a long time to meet again, so ,......

Feng Aotian slowly approached, looked at him, and suddenly became playful, "Aren't you afraid of pain?" ”

Leng Qianye was stunned, and then remembered that he didn't understand the love between men before, so after reading a book, he knew the mystery, and occasionally went to the mercy hall and saw it with his own eyes, at that time, he felt a chill, but, for some reason, when he saw her, he felt that the feeling disappeared, and he just wanted to be closer to her.

"I haven't tried it, I don't know." Leng Chiba replied truthfully.

Feng Aotian's smile deepened, her fingers slowly slid down his back, and then, in a whisper in his ear, "Why don't you try it?" ”

Leng Qianye suddenly felt that it was difficult to breathe and hurriedly closed his eyes, but approached her, maybe, he would adapt, but it was still unnatural, "If the emperor wants to try, let's try." ”

Feng Aotian's hands wrapped around his waist, "Fool, you can't bear it." ”

Leng Qianye was stunned again, lowered his eyes, and looked at her, "The minister is reluctant to let the emperor get hurt." ”

The corners of Feng Aotian's mouth twitched, "Will the master give you a chance?" ”

The corners of Leng Qianye's mouth were dyed with a smile, and he lowered his eyes and looked at her, "Your Majesty, the minister would rather hurt himself." ”

Feng Aotian thought that she had talked about her identity earlier, but she didn't have such fun, and now, she was very happy to hear them say this.

Leng Qianye sighed secretly, it seemed that he still couldn't bear that kind of passion, and he always felt that something was weird......

Feng Aotian leaned on his arms and played with the green silk on his chest, "Ming'er will leave, go back to live in the house tonight, over the years, you owe the most to Old Madam Leng." ”

Leng Qianye's mind moved, and he nodded slightly, "Yes." ”

He didn't know that over the years, it was his mother who had suffered, but he had his mission and responsibility, and some things were helpless after all, he couldn't give his mother the children and grandchildren she wanted, and in his heart, he was already the biggest debt to her old man.

Leng Qianye stayed until the night was getting darker, and then left the emperor's dormitory and returned to the cold mansion.

Xing Wuyun brushed the wine jar at his father-in-law's place for a day, and dragged his tired body in.

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Don't you go with Wei Zimo?" ”

Xing Wuyun looked at her, "The emperor is willing to leave?" ”

"Hmm." Feng Aotian nodded and said, "Do you think you don't know, you don't dare to go back, now, he has recovered his martial arts, you are worried that after you go back, he will look for you to fight to relieve your anger." ”

Xing Wuyun was poked in the heart by Feng Aotian, the corners of his mouth twitched, and then sat beside her, "The minister has been living in the emperor's dormitory these days. ”

Feng Aotian looked sideways and looked at him, "What if you don't allow it?" ”

"This is where the minister dies." Xing Wuyun gritted his teeth and said, looking at Feng Aotian, and showed a charming smile, "The emperor is definitely reluctant to die." ”

Feng Aotian looked at him, "If you don't go, then it's better for the master to go." ”

Xing Wuyun didn't think so, as long as he didn't go, he would love whoever he wanted.

"The emperor is at his own convenience." Xing Wuyun leaned lazily on the soft couch, squinting at his bright peach blossom eyes, smiling ill-intentionedly.

Feng Aotian looked at his expression, and said in a light tone, "It's not bad for the master to bring him to the emperor's bedroom." ”

Xing Wuyun hurriedly got up and looked at her, "Your Majesty, you don't want to see your ministers." ”

Feng Aotian looked at Xing Wuyun and was really anxious, and he laughed even more, "Aren't you doing well now?" ”

Xing Wuyun covered his chest and said with anticipation, "Your Majesty, the minister's injury has not healed yet, if you really fight him, the minister will not be able to hold it." ”

Feng Aotian looked at his pitiful appearance, thinking that Wei Zimo started a fire, and he really didn't care about it, and then said, "Then what are you still doing in a daze, don't go to wash up yet, and have dinner later." ”

"It's still the emperor's kindness to his ministers." Xing Wuyun patted his ass, quickly got up from the soft couch, and rushed into the inner hall.

Father-in-law Cat looked at Xing Wuyun and couldn't help but be curious, "Master, he is becoming more and more casual now." ”

Feng Aotian looked at him, "It's not good. ”

The corner of the cat's mouth twitched, "It's good." ”

Meteor sat opposite Feng Aotian and looked at her, "Holy Lord, those three princes are so beautiful, they are on par with Xuanyuan Yu. ”

Feng Aotian looked at him, how could he suddenly mention Xuanyuan Yu, "What are you mentioning him for?" ”

Meteor thought of Xuanyuan Yu, and then said, "It's just that I think he is the most beautiful man in the world, so I blurted it out." ”

Feng Aotian thought about these days, Xuanyuan Yu has not moved, as if the previous things had never happened, he didn't care about the situation outside, he just dealt with the government step by step, and became more and more quiet, which showed that Xuanyuan Yu was not simple.

She raised her hand and stroked Meteor's head, "In the heart of the master, the people of the master are beautiful." ”

The corners of Meteor's mouth twitched, "The Holy Lord can really speak." ”

Lan Jingshu, Gu Yefeng, and Yi Mu had just finished reading the recital and walked out, listening to Feng Aotian's words, but they were silent.

Feng Aotian looked at the three of them, thinking that since they saw Wei Zimo's demeanor this morning, they had been silent, so she deliberately said this, just to make them feel relieved.

Lan Jingshu raised his eyes, looked at her, and said softly, "Your Majesty, the fold has been approved." ”

"Hmm." Feng Aotian nodded, then raised his hand and dragged him into his arms, "The master is not around for the past two days, can you sleep well?" ”

Lan Jingshu lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, "Everything is fine, minister." ”

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, sucked at the corner of his lips in front of everyone, and said with a smile, "Really? ”

"Yes." Lan Jingshu gasped lowly, and replied with an unsteady breath.

Feng Aotian got up, took his hand, and walked towards the table.

Xing Wuyun immediately sat beside her, raised his eyes, looked at Lan Jingshu's slightly drunken face, and then looked at Gu Yefeng's gloomy face, without saying a word, he smiled with a cunning face.

Feng Aotian looked at him, "What are you laughing at?" ”

"I just saw someone's face blackened." Xing Wuyun said unhurriedly.

Feng Aotian raised his hand and pinched his waist, "It's not that I'm hungry, I don't need to eat." ”

"Your Majesty, when you are eating, don't do anything to your ministers." Xing Wuyun raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, but the words were extremely ambiguous, Feng Aotian's suitable movements, everyone saw it.

Feng Aotian thought that Xing Wuyun was becoming more and more unscrupulous now, her eyes lit up, "If you speak again, the master will throw you back to Xingyun Palace." ”

Xing Wuyun hurriedly stopped his voice, raised his eyes, and saw that the meteor sitting opposite was looking at him gloatingly, he glared fiercely, and then buried his head in his meal.

Feng Aotian personally put the dishes in the bowls of Lan Jingshu, Gu Yefeng, and Yi Mu, raised his eyes, and looked at the cat father-in-law, "Sit down and eat." ”

"Yes." The cat sat down immediately, and everyone ate quietly.

Xingyun Palace, Wei Zimo had already recovered his internal strength, he got up from the bed, lowered his head, and looked at the clothes on his body, but he was so unexpectedly surprised that he raised his sleeves and put them between his noses and sniffed lightly, as if he wanted to find that familiar breath.

He raised his steps and looked at the dormitory in front of him, which was specially cleaned very clean, without even a trace of dust, and the osmanthus flowers in the courtyard were fragrant, but he just glanced at it lightly, and then returned to the main hall and sat on the soft couch.

"Your Highness, are you okay?" A black figure fell, bowing his head and asked.

Wei Zimo raised his eyes and looked at him, "Shicai was stopped?" ”

"Yes, but, soon, let my subordinates in." The dark shadow replied.

"Well, step aside." Wei Zimo's tone was still cold.

"Yes." Seeing that he was safe and sound, the black shadow immediately retreated.

After a while, two good-looking attendants entered, who had served him since childhood.

"Your Royal Highness, the emperor said, you have come all the way to this place, there must be a lot of unaccustomed people, so let the servants and others still stay by your side, and there are a few attendants specially selected by him outside the palace, if you are not satisfied, you will be sent back." The attendants in front of him, the slightly older ones are called Tingfeng, and the younger ones are called Tingyu.

"What about Xing Wuyun?" Wei Zimo asked himself.

"Gongzi Xing is now in the emperor's bedroom, and several concubines in the palace are now in the emperor's bedroom." Listen to the wind and whisper back.

"He's not going to come back?" Wei Zimo couldn't help but accentuate his voice.

"This ...... The minions don't know. Listening to the wind, he whispered back.

Wei Zimo snorted coldly, "Are you afraid that I will eat him?" ”

Wei Zimo is really uncomfortable with today's unfamiliar environment, among all his restaurants, there is a separate pavilion for him, and the layout is exactly the same, in order to let him find a sense of steadiness, he is an extremely picky person, the more picky he is, the more it shows that he lacks a sense of security in his heart.

Looking at the palace in front of him, everything was not familiar to him, he was a little flustered in his heart, and a sense of helplessness rose in his heart, so he couldn't help but get up, raised his steps, rushed out of the dormitory, raised his eyes, looked at the endless corridor in front of him, he lowered his eyes, let the cold wind blow, hit his thin body, bright red, but with endless loneliness.

Listening to the wind and listening to the rain stood beside him, the two of them had served him since childhood, and naturally knew that his current mood, even the two of them were uncomfortable with such an unfamiliar environment, not to mention Wei Zimo.

He stood outside the dormitory for a long time, but he didn't want to move a step, and he didn't want to go back, he was like a lonely soul floating in this lonely palace, looking for a place to live.

Feng Aotian was finishing dinner when she heard the report of the soul, she got up and walked out of the emperor's dormitory.

Xing Wuyun looked at the back of her hurriedly leaving, he naturally knew Wei Zimo's thoughts now, the reason why he didn't go back was not because he was afraid that Wei Zimo would start a fire and make a move with him, but because he wanted Wei Zimo to recognize his heart clearly and let him understand what he wanted most.

Lan Jingshu looked at Xing Wuyun, "Are you afraid of the Third Prince?" ”

The corners of Xing Wuyun's mouth hooked, "If you provoke someone to lose his temper, he will do something to you, fight with you for three days and three nights, and chase you around, are you afraid?" ”

Lan Jingshu chuckled, "I didn't expect that the third prince would have such a temper. ”

"Everyone has a different point of venting, and he just chose the most direct and violent method." Xing Wuyun said casually, but his words hit their hearts.

Yes, why don't they suppress and control themselves, it's just that everyone vents differently.

Meteor was lying on the soft couch, listening to the conversation between the two in front of him, and then looking at the cat father-in-law, and suddenly felt that among them, Xing Wuyun was the one who lived the most freely.

Feng Aotian saw Wei Zimo standing on the road at a loss from a distance, she stepped forward slowly, stood in front of him, and looked directly at him.

Wei Zimo's sloppy eyes slowly condensed, raised his eyes, looked at her, the face covered by the veil, revealing a faint confusion, he retracted his mind, and unexpectedly took a few steps back, keeping a distance from her.

Feng Aotian gradually approached, and then strode forward, standing in front of him, he continued to retreat, she continued to step forward, in this way, Wei Zimo had already retreated to the dormitory, Feng Aotian still stepped forward, you come and go, he has been forced into a corner, his body leaned against the cold wall, raised his eyes, and looked at her.

Feng Aotian raised his hand and grabbed his arm suddenly, he crashed into her arms, he was stunned, raised his eyes, and looked at her, "What's the use of you forcing me like this?" ”

Feng Aotian grabbed his waist and hugged him, Xu stood in the wind for too long, the cold on his body was pressing, she frowned slightly, and carried him into the dormitory like this.

Listening to the wind and listening to the rain saw this, they looked at each other, just because, how could they have seen His Highness so close to others? Although His Highness was reluctant, but he did not struggle? What's going on? They couldn't help but feel that this Fengqi Emperor was indeed different.

The two of them stood outside the hall, not daring to enter, the door of the main hall was closed, Feng Aotian sat on the soft couch with him, held his slender fingers in the palm of his hand with both hands, bowed his head, sighed, and rubbed gently.

Wei Zimo sat in her arms like this, but he felt awkward, with his size, he was taken into her arms, which was obviously uncoordinated.

He wanted to break free, but he was stunned by her gentle actions, the people around him stayed away from him, no one dared to get close to him, and he resisted all those who approached him, for fear that he would be hurt, all these years, he carefully protected himself, but, when he met her, it seemed that all habits had been broken by her.

Feng Aotian raised his hand, hugged him, poured hot water, and then put it in his palm, "Standing at the tuyere, I'm not afraid of the wind and cold, I don't want to see a sick beauty when I get married." ”

Wei Zimo lowered his head and looked at the hot water in the cup, emitting a mist of water spraying on his face, he only felt that his body was not as cold as Shicai.

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Ye originally wanted to give you a gift, but it seems that it is ahead of schedule now." ”

As she spoke, she got up and took his hand, "You remember, your hand can only be held by the master, and your body can only be touched by the master, as for your veil, the master will not force you." ”

Wei Zimo listened to her words and wanted to withdraw his hand from her hand, but when he met her cold eyes, he said coldly, "Why should I listen to you." ”

"Just because you are the master now." Feng Aotian said the fact that it could not be changed, "Moreover, you forgot what you said today, let the master not leave you?" ”

Wei Zimo was not used to Feng Aotian being so close, he turned his head, his face was unnaturally dyed with a touch of pink, and then he remembered what he had said, he didn't know why, he would ...... her at that time

Feng Aotian clenched his hand, "Even if you don't want to, Lord won't let go of your hand easily." ”

She took him by the hand, walked forward, stepped out of Xing Wuyun Palace, continued to walk west, and not far away, she saw a dormitory, called, "Floating Dream".

Wei Zimo raised his eyes, looked at the name on it, turned his eyes, and looked at her, "What do you mean?" ”

Feng Aotian pretended to be mysterious, took his hand into the dormitory, and saw that the furnishings in the dormitory were exactly the same as those he lived in, his eyes flashed with astonishment, but there were more enchanting flowers on the side of the road.

Feng Aotian's voice sounded slowly, "This mandala Hua was found by the master with great difficulty, but it is difficult to survive, but fortunately, it has not fallen yet." ”

Wei Zimo raised his eyes and looked at her, no one had ever treated him so attentively, he couldn't help but be a little moved, half-squatting, his fingertips brushed the dazzling red in front of him, he said in a low voice, "The flowers on the other side are blooming on the other side, but there is nothing to do in front of the bridge." Wangxiang is under the stage of forgetting the river, and the Sansheng stone sells Meng Po. Nirvana is in love with demons, and it is like a dream. Only the rest of his life dances the sun and the moon, and the white horse sings through the gap and the wind. ”

When he rolled his eyes, he saw that Feng Aotian was already squatting beside him, and he smiled lightly, "This flower is too sad, do you want me to forget my previous sadness?" ”

Feng Aotian held his hand, "Wouldn't it be better to start over?" ”

Wei Zimo closed his eyes and smiled sadly, how easy is it to forget to talk?

Feng Aotian raised her hand and took him into her arms, many things, she understood that living in this world, they all had their own last resort, but how difficult it was to be able to take a step?

Xing Wuyun used his own blood and death to commemorate the past before letting go of everything, but what about Wei Zimo? What about the pain and pain in his heart?

Wei Zimo pushed her away suddenly, then stood up, rushed into the main hall with arrows, closed the door, raised his eyes, and looked at the furnishings of the internal force was so familiar, in the hall, it was the incense he used every day, the tea set he used every day, and the furnishings and furniture should be familiar to him, her meticulousness could always smash and collapse the fortress he had built over the years little by little, he leaned against the door weakly, he didn't want to be these, he just wanted to be his own master once, he just wanted to be free.

Feng Aotian stood outside the door, she couldn't hear any sound in the room, she just stood with her hands in her hands, it seemed that he was indifferent and careless, but in fact, he was just afraid of being hurt, so she was evading, what she could do was to press him step by step and let him face it.

She raised her hand and waved hard, and the door was pushed open, Wei Zimo half-knelt on the ground, his arms curled up, and buried his head in his arms, he just felt so cold.

Feng Aotian stepped forward slowly and hugged him, "If others see your appearance, it won't be a joke." ”

Wei Zimo raised his eyes and looked at her, "Why are you being so good to me?" ”

Feng Aotian chuckled, "You are the master's person, and the master is naturally good to you." ”

Wei Zimo sneered, "Isn't it for the wealth in my hands." ”

"If you want it, you are not your opponent." Feng Aotian looked at him, but she was too distressed, she caressed his eyebrows, crossed the cinnabar between his eyebrows, leaned forward, and dropped a shallow kiss on his forehead, "You know the ability of the master, if the master wants, now, most of the wealth in your hands is already in the hands of the master." ”

Wei Zimo was still puzzled, "However, you and I don't have much intersection, why?" ”

Feng Aotian helped him up from the ground, took his hand forward, and sat on the soft couch, "This is your fate and mine, it is destined that you and I will be entangled in this life." ”

Wei Zimo rolled his eyes, he looked at her, no one had ever said that they were destined, he chuckled, "When did it start?" ”

Feng Aotian knew that he was asking her when he started calculating him, and she held his hand, "At first. ”

A smile rose at the corner of Wei Zimo's mouth, leaned to the side a little weakly, raised his eyes, and looked at her, "You are like this, I don't know what to do." ”

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Don't you want to be free?" Here you go. ”

Wei Zimo's eyes lit up, "Okay." ”

Feng Aotian raised his hand and hugged him, "Now, when the master touches you, won't you feel uncomfortable?" ”

"Yes." Wei Zimo replied bluntly, "However, I will slowly get used to it." ”

Feng Aotian raised his voice and smiled, "In the future, don't blow the cold wind alone." ”

"Hmm." Wei Zimo replied lightly, he suddenly felt that he had spent all these years? But did anyone really care about him?

He was indeed awkward about such closeness, but he didn't struggle to avoid it, but adapted, could it be that he was compromising with her? So easily compromised?

Feng Aotian rolled his eyes and looked at him, "What are you thinking?" ”

Wei Zimo shook his head, "I just feel that I have no temper at all in front of you." ”

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and smiled evilly, "What kind of temper do you want in front of the master?" If you can't beat the master, you can't calculate the master, so you can only be caught. ”

Wei Zimo listened to her words, looked sideways at her, "How did you grow up?" ”

Feng Aotian looked at him, "How did you grow up?" ”

"Me?" Wei Zimo couldn't help but fall into deep thought, and then smiled, "Lonely grew up. ”

Feng Aotian hooked his lips and smiled, "Master grew up killing people." ”

Wei Zimo lowered his head and looked at her holding his hand, the palm was very soft, and there was a faint fragrance on her body, which allowed him to calm down, he just stared at her quietly like this, looking at her, trying to find out why he compromised like this?

Feng Aotian raised his hand and lifted the hem of his veil, revealing his cherry red lips, the lips were very beautiful, revealing a more delicate color than a woman, she slowly approached, kissed it, and gently sucked it.

Wei Zimo's heart trembled, compared to his kiss through the veil today, the feeling of his lips touching each other made his body stiffen in an instant, and he didn't know what to do.

Feng Aotian narrowed his eyes slightly, biting his lip, as if he was tasting the most beautiful pastry in the world, smooth but not greasy, mixed with a faint fragrance, which made people linger.

She just stopped and left his lips, looking at his slightly drunken eyebrows, she asked in a low voice, "How do you feel?" ”

Wei Zimo seemed to be awakened, and hurriedly got up from the soft couch, turned around, entered the inner hall, and ignored her.

Feng Aotian looked at his angry figure leaving, laughed loudly, leaned on the soft couch, and savored the taste of his lips.

Wei Zimo strode into the inner hall, then lay down on the bed, put down the curtain, and caressed his heart, what was he doing just now? Actually let her to herself? Thinking like this, he felt that Feng Aotian was extremely hateful, so he felt depressed, got up from the bed, and walked towards Feng Aotian with a gloomy face......

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Hehe, dear friends, Xiao Weizi is actually an insecure child, whooping...... There will be two more later, lalala......