The temperature in the carriage was comfortable, and Rong Yi did not wear a big coat, revealing a fair and slender neck.

The water-like light and long fragrance emanated from his smooth skin, and Ming Yulong's mouth should be "understood", and he couldn't help but stick it, and his little face rubbed on it finely, feeling the smoothness and warmth of the skin.

Rong Yi also said that he was talking to her about business, but she leaned on it, and the person came over, and the neck was rubbed slightly, like soft cotton teasing his keen senses, making his eyes a little deeper.

"Did you hear what I said?" Rong Yi's voice was slightly hoarse, and the corners of his smiling lips had a touch of doting timbre.

Ming Yulong was enjoying the delicacy of jade-like skin, and reluctantly raised his head and looked into his vast and deep eyes like the sea, even if he was taking advantage of you, he could still hear what you said.

She pursed her lips and said, "Then you mean to hope that the more chaotic he is, the better?" ”

Her voice was soft and delicate, like catkins crossing the water, just soft to the good, with a touch of lazy carelessness, Rong Yi reached out and pressed on her pouting cherry lips like inviting a kiss, smiling slightly,

"Hopefully. But it's not much of a mess. ”

Rong Yi's deep eyes looked at the scenery flashing outside the window when the car curtain moved slightly, and there was a moment of faintness in his eyes.

As if sensing Rong Yi's instantaneous emotion, Ming Yulong looked up at him and took his fingers in his mouth:

"It's not big or good, at present, the royal family and the Dewang Mansion, and the Ming Wangfu are triangular, and it is impossible for anyone who wants to move."

She originally felt that Rong Yi's fingertips were a little cold against her lips, so she simply bit them in her mouth, but for Rong Yi, her fingers were suddenly wrapped in a warm and humid environment, and the airflow in her chest floated on her sensitive fingertips as she spoke, plus the little tongue scraped from her fingertips from time to time, which felt even more charming than the small rub she had just rubbed on her neck.

"Hmm." Rong Yi said softly, then stopped speaking, his eyes fell on Ming Yulong's lips holding his fingers, and he silently did not move.

Ming Yulong didn't feel anything before, and in his indifferent and burning eyes, he suddenly understood this move, which seemed to be a bit seductive in it.

But just let it go like this, it's a bit of a thief, so it's still in your mouth.

The silver carbon stove in the carriage exudes a faint heat, slowly penetrating every corner of the cold invasion, and the delicate patterns seem to be stretched out in the heat, stretching in the brilliance of the pearl.

Rong Yi's posture remained unchanged, and he did not speak.

Ming Yulong bowed his head in embarrassment, not knowing how to open the road.

The seemingly quiet atmosphere was filled with an awkward and ambiguous atmosphere, until Ming Yulong's fair cheeks were dyed red little by little, like a sky like clouds and clouds, and from the cheeks to the earlobes were red into a clear and sweet apple.

Rong Yi looked at the beautiful scenery that was close at hand, and watched the changes in her cheeks, as if she herself had grown from youth to maturity, exuding an aura between innocence and charm, and her heart moved, and she couldn't help but step forward and hold her earlobe.

The warm breath suddenly crossed his ears, and Ming Yulong's body was as if he had been electrified, and he hurriedly opened his mouth and looked at the person who suddenly attacked.

Those bright eyes were flustered and heartbeat, and when they looked at it, they looked more like a kitten who had done something bad and was caught