The spring breeze blows slowly, stirring the smoke and yarn tent lightly, the room is full of dark incense, and the people in the tent are just sleeping.

But it was almost noon, and the green outside the embroidery room, seeing Yaxiang, who was used to getting up early, still hadn't gotten up, and she was afraid that she would have a problem sleeping, so she quietly went in, wanting to wake up her master.

"Ahh Lifting the light sand curtain, I saw a man sleeping with Yaxiang in his arms, and Yaxiang was quietly tired in his arms, with a warm posture~, he couldn't help blushing, screamed, and quickly escaped.

Yesterday she was not sleepy, she left the flower hall early and went back to her room to sleep, when the young lady came back to sleep, she did not know.

I don't even know, who is that man, maybe one of the two men last night, right?

In short, she didn't dare to look closely.

Lu'er's exclamation had already woken up the two who had been sleeping well on the bed, Yaxiang first opened her starry eyes, a handsome face enlarged in front of her eyes, she was still a little ignorant, she was stunned for a while, and she still thought she was still in a dream.

Last night, she had been vaguely dreaming that she was hugged and kissed by a man, and the tenderness like water aroused her girlish feelings, and she gave birth to endless **, responding to the man's kiss, and letting his big hand rub and wander on her face, but she never saw the man's appearance clearly.

At this moment, she suddenly saw clearly that the man who hugged her tightly turned out to be her senior brother, the current emperor, cold and elegant, and also a ruthless and ruthless cold son in the rivers and lakes.

"It's a beautiful spring ~ dream." I didn't feel a little muttering.

When she first saw him, she had a feeling of wanting to get close and escape, and that contradictory mood devoured her heart and overwhelmed her.

Eventually, she chose to flee.

Now in this dream, then let your heart go ~ indulgence, who can peek at a qiē in her dream?

It's better to act than to move, the fair-skinned Rouyi gently climbed up his thick black sword eyebrows, and his cold handsome face.

There are also sexual~ lips, slightly upturned corners of the mouth, like smiling but not smiling, all of which are fatal attraction, Yanran's red lips took the initiative to kiss it, but they were suddenly sucked in domineeringly.

Piao Yi actually woke up, Yaxiang drank a few glasses of wine last night, she was too strong to drink, she lay down on the table and fell asleep, and he took the opportunity to take her into his arms and left the flower hall with her, leaving a few people looking at each other.

Masaka, who was asleep, seemed to let go of the atrium that had alienated him during the day, and obediently fell into his arms, letting him carry her away, and didn't seem to worry at all about what he would do to her.

Holding her into her embroidery room, but reluctant to let go of her in her arms, her delicate red lips, white as jade, all gave him a fatal temptation ~ temptation, I didn't want to get close to her, kissed her lightly, sucked her full of fragrant fragrance, and comforted the lovesickness of ten years.

Some can't stop, ** high, but they can only restrain themselves hard.

It's not that he doesn't want her right away, but he knows that she hasn't fallen in love with him yet, otherwise he can only get her person, but not her heart.

Perhaps, when the time comes, she will be angry, and the whole person will not be able to run away, so how can he be embarrassed?

I can't help but feel a little angry at the peerless martial arts that Master taught her, if she is a weak woman who doesn't know martial arts, how good would it be?

In this way, he can encircle her by his side and not be afraid of her escape.

But if that's the case, she'll be like a lifeless rag doll, right? He didn't expect her to be like that.

For a while, he didn't know what to do with her, but the only thing he wanted to do was for her to fall in love with him, and take the initiative to give her to him when she was sober.

Tossed like this for most of the night, she fell asleep fragrantly, but he was not sleepy, because, the beauty was in his arms, but he could only see, could not move, he was a normal man of twenty-eight years old, it was when he was in the prime of life and needed a woman.

Lu'er's exclamation woke him up in a daze at dawn, and he was about to open his eyes, but he felt the movement of the person in his arms, and he continued to pretend to be asleep.

Her muttering, he also heard it clearly, she thought it was a spring ~ dream, and couldn't help laughing, but she couldn't help but see what she did next.

Her tender hand did whatever he wanted on his face, and now he took the initiative to kiss it, where could he still hold back?