Xiahou Mobing looked at this red and charming flower blankly, just like her master, so bewitching!

Murong Xue rolled her eyes, and decided to express her extremely unhappy mood now with practical actions, and the jade fist swung out suddenly!

Xiahou Mobing, who was staring blankly at the bewitching manzhu shahua on Murong Xue's chest, was suddenly knocked down by Murong Xue's punch, and fell back to the bed with a bang......

The battle between the two begins!

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The two don't know how long they fought, and they can't even remember how many times they fought, ferocious attacks, fierce defenses, attacks, defenses, attacks, defenses......

The bed "crunched" and almost fell apart, and the scorching temperature permeated the two-man battlefield of single combat.

The end result is......

Snow Fox, the king of agents who is determined to get back the field, and Xiahou Dashen, who is determined to maintain his record, have a draw.

The two of them, who were evenly matched, collapsed on the bed from exhaustion after a battle of dragons and tigers, their wet hair entangled with each other, and the bear fell asleep with their arms in their arms, and they were unable to even clean up the battlefield.

In the dim wing room, on the messy bed, Xiahou God hugged Murong Xue and slept like a child, smacking his lips with satisfaction, looking like he was full of comfort in his sleep, and his whole body was full of refreshment.

When the great god Xiahou slowly opened his eyes, the eagle's eyes blinked in confusion, and he was still in a state of confusion.

The tentacles were soft, and the delicate and smooth touch in his arms was like a heavy punch smashed into his brain!

The great god Xiahou bowed his head suddenly!

Murong Xue, who was in the middle of a good dream, had her thin and slender eyelashes with distinct roots, casting a brush-like shadow, her lips were slightly pursed, her black hair was spread out like ink, her skin was as white as snow, her cheeks were dyed red, and she was buried in his arms in an extremely lingering posture.

Turbulent memories suddenly flooded my mind!

Xiahou was stunned for a moment, and the moment he reacted, in that moment, countless sunlight seemed to shine into the dim room, and the light fell into his heart, driving away a dark little dark cloud, and suddenly opened up.

The corners of his lips curled up, higher and higher, grinning bigger and bigger......

When the corners of the mouth had reached the root of the ears, the eagle's eyes were bent into a deep crescent, every hair on the body was stretched, and he unconsciously laughed stupidly for a while, Xiahou Mobing could be regarded as really sober!

A pair of dark eagle eyes, fixed on the beautiful scenery in front of him, did not dare to blink, for fear that this was a dream.

He tightened Murong Xue's lying arm tightly, wrapped her into his arms as a whole, and then looked at her and smirked.

When Murong Xue woke up, as soon as she looked up, she saw a handsome face with a smile of two hundred and five.

Xiahou Mobing looked at her stupidly, opened a mouthful of white teeth, and let out a tail note that turned back and forth, full of rippling breath: "Lady's ......"

Murong Xue felt that her teeth were half sore, and she really felt that this person was just rolling on the ground and licking her hair!

Well, maybe a few more tail wagging blows.

Shaking his head, Murong Xue suddenly smiled, stretched out his arms to wrap around Xiahou Mobing's neck, took the initiative to greet him, and imprinted a kiss on the corner of his lips like a woodpecker, and the lips that were about to leave were suddenly pressed back, and his fiery palm was caressed behind his head, deepening this shallow kiss.

Qiqi has something to say:

Today, Qiqi wants to recommend a book written by a friend, how about the book titled "North Youjun Building", how about it? (ノ°ο°)ノ Do you want to see it when you see the name? It's better to act than to be excited! Go and search for it!

Yes, let's take a look at the introduction:

The boundless sea is endless, time continues to pass in the long river and sunset, and the texture of fate is unpredictable. The purple stars crossed the sea of meteors in the heavenly region, and the blooming light covered the colorful dust, and the era of the hundred doors and ten thousand sects was gradually declining. Above the nine heavens and twelve earths, the distant "Junlou" is sealed in the north, and a qiē will start from the early hours of the morning.........