Hearing the familiar voice, Su Huan's nervousness eased a lot, and he tentatively called softly, "Your Majesty? ”

"No. hot...... The heat died ......"

Listening to the low and hoarse voice, Su Huan's heart was agitated. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info face was so hot that it seemed to burn. She fanned the wind with her hand and lit a small oil lamp by the moonlight.

Xian Yumin rolled on the couch shirtless, with only a pair of white silk pants underneath.

The clouds blocked the moonlight, the oil lamp was dim, and Su Huan still saw the small tent he had set up, and couldn't help but stop his steps.

In this situation, Su Huan understands no matter how stupid he is.

She just couldn't figure it out, why did the Queen Mother do this?

Of course, this question is no longer important.

Xian Yumin obviously saw Su Huan, and there was a grievance cry in his voice, "Sister Su, the number is hot......" He said as he got up and walked towards Su Huan.

The flawless skin of white jade has a faint pink color due to the medicinal power. The slightly bulging muscles, with his angelic face, made his little tent more and more obvious......

Su Huan's heart was beating like thunder, as if she was about to pop out at any time.

"Don't come here!"

Xian Yumin was frightened by her, with tears in her eyes, "Sister Su, the nest is hot, and the number is uncomfortable......"

This is the first time Su Huan has encountered this situation, and he is completely at a loss. But Xian Yumin is just a child, and if he is not calm, he may finally take advantage of the queen mother's wishes.

She took a deep breath, turned around, and tried to keep her tone as smooth and soft as possible, "Minmin, let's play a game of wooden people, whoever moves first will be punished and not allowed to drink milk tea again." ”

"However, Minmin is hot, and ...... uncomfortable"

Under the influence of the medicinal power, Xian Yumin instinctively leaned against the flower cover doorrail, rubbing it down.

The low moan, the rapid gasp, like an invisible hand, touched the desire in Su Huan's heart, her snort became more and more hot, and her consciousness became more and more confused.

Suddenly, a hot hand reached out from behind her back and clasped firmly around her waist. The burning breath in my ears penetrated into my heart.

Su Huan sighed comfortably, and her cheek unconsciously pressed against Xian Yumin's lips.

"Comfortable ......"

The light sigh in his ear was like a thunderbolt that woke up Su Huan.

"Minmin, let go!" The soft tone is not like resistance, but more like an invitation.

Xian Yumin has long been drowsy, and he acts on instinct. Not only did he not let go, but he also ripped open Su Huan's clothes, and his dry and burning lips even reached his neck, opening his mouth to hold her collarbone.

Su Huan subconsciously clamped her legs, tilted her neck slightly, and muttered.

Xian Yumin's hand eagerly burrowed into Su Huan's shirt, and he couldn't point it.

Su Huan is like a drowning person, desperately struggling to survive. The only reason she had left told her that if she continued like this, she would sink completely.

No, no......

She told herself over and over again to be sober and push him away! But the body is reluctant to leave, what to do, what to do?

The moonlight poured into the window, shining on the table by the window, and a silver hairpin inlaid with southern pearls sparkled.

Su Huan was difficult, taking small steps, dragging Xian Yumin to move. It's only a distance of three or two steps, but I can't get there with all my strength.

Fortunately, Xiao Ji was not far away, Su Huan stretched out his arm hard, and even leaned over slightly, his trembling hand reached Xiao Ji little by little, and his fingertips finally touched the silver hairpin, and his fingertips carefully twitched.

Finally, he held the silver hairpin in his hand.

Most of Yu Min's hands have been drilled into the dirty clothes.

Su Huan's brain seemed to have two villains arguing, and one said eagerly, hurry, hurry. The other cried and struggled to stop, "Let go, let go!" ”

Su Huan shook his head, clenched the silver hairpin in his hand, aimed at his shoulder and stabbed it hard!