Qi Qing'er continued to stir the tassel on the edge of the bed. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Stroke on the fingertips and feel itchy.

After listening to Zhu Wan's words, Qi Qing'er stopped speaking, and only looked at the tassel in a daze, from light purple to dark purple, and couldn't tell how many kinds of purple there were.

Seeing this, Zhu Wan lowered her head and blessed the blessing, gently put the painting fan aside, and retreated to the door.

"Qi ......"

"Shh......h

By the door, King Qi, who didn't know when he came in, put his finger in front of his lips.

Zhu Wan immediately understood, looked at Qi Qing'er, who was still lying on the edge of the bed in a daze, and then retreated incognito.

King Qi looked around at the furnishings in the pavilion.

Black amber eyes danced faintly in the dim candlelight.

He walked gently towards Qi Qing'er's bed.

"Didn't you step back? Anything else? Qi Qing'er heard the footsteps and said without twisting her head.

King Qi didn't squeak and continued to move forward, finally sitting down on the edge of the bed beside her waist.

The bright white robe dragged to the ground, layering layers of softness on the ground, hiding endless tender folds.

He didn't have a girdle, and his powerful and slender waist could still be seen under the loose robe around his waist.

Black hair ran down his shoulders.

It falls melodiously to the lower back.

The long hair on the front corner of the forehead shows off his angular side face.

In such dim candlelight, it is breathtakingly beautiful.

Qi Qing'er felt that the bed was sinking slightly, and she was unwilling to think that it was still Zhu Wan, how could she sink like this, and she was still sitting next to her, "Zhu Wan, you have always been measured, how to ......"

She didn't finish her sentence.

King Qi unintentionally raised his hand and moved the long sleeves held under his palm.

The aroma of sandalwood suddenly made Qi Qing'er turn around, only to find that the person who came was not Zhu Wan, but King Qi in a dream, "Your Highness......"

She blurted out.

In fact, she should call her Brother Junsheng, just like when she was a child.

These days, he must have saddled the horse for her to be named Jieyu, and ran around, in exchange for her Antai in the Fuya County Lord's Mansion.

also because of her words, in exchange for King Xuan's half-moon grounding, instead of being buried in Yongxiang like King Ling, there is no future.

She knew that these were all secretly won by King Qi behind his back.

She glanced at the dark green under King Qi's eyes, it seemed that it had been some time, and her peach blossom eyes narrowed into a line, looking at her so affectionately.

But she just called him His Highness with a hard mouth, and didn't want to say anything more.

How can this be so, Qi Qing'er understands in her heart, but she herself forced herself not to reveal the last hurdle to King Qi in her heart.

King Qi's hand, which was intended to be attached to her shoulder, froze in mid-air.

At that time, he was so close to her, and a sentence of His Royal Highness made him feel that she was too far away, and it also chilled his fiery heart.

Qi Qing'er got up, supporting her body with her arms, and her apricot eyes swept over his frozen palm, "Why are you here?" ”

"I'm coming to see you." King Qi said this, his thin lips moving slightly.

It is said that sandalwood can make people calm, can make people look at the troubles, feel at ease before the green lantern ancient Buddha, and no longer need to look at the red dust with hot eyes.

But the sandalwood on King Qi's body has an irresistible desire.

It made her jump in uncontrollably, evoking the emotions in her body that had been oppressed for many years, and even she didn't know or think about it.

Qi Qing'er slowly moved her body.

Keeping a certain distance from King Qi, there seemed to be an unknown object in her throat that made her choke up, and she said, "I'm fine, don't worry." ”

Is it someone who has died once, a person who bears the blood of his family.

It's all such hard-heartedness.

Qi Qing'er secretly complained in her heart, it was really difficult to suppress the emotions in her heart like this, if her heart was really hard, maybe it wouldn't be so difficult.

King Qi remained silent, his hand frozen in mid-air, regained his momentum, and moved up Qi Qing'er's cheek little by little.

The moment the skin touched, it was impossible to tell who was trembling.

"No need to worry? Qing'er, then tell me what I am worried about, and you will teach me how not to worry about it! ”

King Qi's voice was tired.

With a low groan, his eyes reddened slightly.

Slender fingers slid across her forehead, caressing her cheeks, moving to her pointed jaw, and finally extending their fingers to the back of her head.

As he spoke, he went from a calm question at first, to a strong roar at the back.

At the same time, his palm also violently supported the back of Qi Qing'er's head and retracted it in front of him.

Qi Qing'er didn't know that he would use such force, so the whole person rushed forward, but fortunately, his hands were propped up on the bed in time, so as not to fall into King Qi's arms.

She felt her fingers tighten at the back of her head.

His fingers were so slender that they covered almost the entire back of her head.

The candlelight jumped on the desk two paces away, emitting a dull orange-red light, illuminating her face involuntarily burning slightly.

She lowered her head, unwilling to let King Qi see the surge in her eyes that could not be hidden.

But she wanted to lower her eyes, but she couldn't.

Where can she, who has lost all her strength, withstand the strength between King Qi's fingers.

I had to obediently look up at King Qi.

If time could be divided, then King Qi's burning gaze was dividing what little stubborn recklessness she had left.

As soon as she was about to speak, her mouth was full of sandalwood.

"Don't say anything, don't say anything." King Qi kissed and licked, and muttered.

The breath on her lips was scorching, and it roamed between her lips and teeth with infinite tenderness.

He didn't kiss deeply.

He didn't know what Qi Qing'er was going to say, maybe a kiss was the best answer.

Qi Qing'er's scalp was numb at this time, her body was crispy, she didn't respond, she forgot to respond.

The kiss is neither deep nor shallow, and it continues.

Suddenly, she felt the shaking of King Qi's body in front of her, and the candlelight a few steps away was extinguished without warning in a gust of wind.

In the pavilion, darkness spreads in.

But in an instant, the bright moon hanging alone in the sky outside the window lattice illuminated hazy and clear.

The kiss began to get frenetic, sucking, deep, as if he was going to suck in everything about her.

"Qing'er, open your teeth."

He struggled as he spoke, one hand controlling the body she was trying to flee from, the other moving down the back of her head, brushing her delicate neck, collarbone, and then tearing the hem of her dress without warning.

The panting King Qi in front of her made it difficult for her to imagine the past. King Qi, who is taciturn and always looks cold, has such a side.

The placket was torn off, revealing her smooth skin, like flowing water in the moonlight.

Because the placket of her clothes was torn, the pressure of her clothes on her skin made her feel a momentary pain, and she moaned softly in her mouth.

This kind of groan made King Qi even more in.

King Qi's kiss forced her head back, and the pressure on her lips made her unable to lift her head.

The placket was completely removed.

In the process of this series, she didn't resist, and the numbness in her whole body made her forget the meaning of the word resistance.

King Qi's fingers roamed over her in an orderly manner.

In the bright moonlight, the kiss marks on her lips were clearly visible.

He moved his body down, finally letting go of the lip flap he had been sucking for a long time, and lay her flat on the bed, kissing her jaw, neck, collarbone, and heart.

Qi Qing'er felt that she had no heartbeat at this time.

All feelings were lost in the wriggling of King Qi, who was not proficient.

Follow the throbbing of his up and down fingers.

"Do you love me? Qing'er. ”

Qi Qing'er felt the moist and burning gas in her chest, it was King Qi who was asking her.

Love?

There was no answer for a long time.

In the haze, King Qi's cheeks were crimson, and he didn't look up, but continued to kiss and lick.

"Respond to me, Qing'er ......"

This time, the damp and burning breath in King Qi's mouth sprayed on her indescribable places. (To be continued.) )