(Siku Shu)

Hell, someone seems to be here for real......

"Don't ......," she said, holding his mischievous hand and muttering to refuse, "You're not completely well, go to sleep!" ”

What's more, at a time like tonight, why is he so interested in doing such a thing?

"It doesn't matter, it's okay to move on your own. [Debut]"

Feng Qian's brain exploded with a buzz, her face turned red as if it was suddenly filled with blood, she raised her head and glared at him fiercely, but her voice was so hoarse that it seemed to be fished out of honey oil, "Obviously you want it yourself, why do you want me to move?" ”

Feelings she is not willing to protest is not only ineffective, but also has to cooperate to take care of his body?

There is no heavenly reason in this world!

"Didn't you take the initiative to mention yì?" The man's hoarse voice fell indistinctly with the fine and dense kiss, and even with an innocent taste, Feng Qian's anger rose from his heart, "When will I ......?"

"Just now." Jun Moying interrupted her firmly, her hot breath burning her skin.

Can't stop the empty heart urgently needs something to fill, he is afraid, worried, distressed, a series of heavy feelings almost drown him, since Han'er and Nuan Nuan were taken away, until he woke up in the Nanyue Palace, this depression has never been relieved, and tonight, the love xù finally uncontrollably erupted.

Even if Hongyu said that he could help them, he still couldn't shake the turbulent waves in his heart.

Anything that might put her in danger, he wouldn't allow it to happen, but this time, it was because he ......

Feng Qian probably also felt his surging feelings, and the hand against his chest slowly relaxed, and instead wrapped around him tightly.

Each other's breath lingered and implicated, Jun Moying tore her clothes with a "hiss", the cloth was torn, and the fierce and even fierce kiss fell on Feng Qian's body with the lingering pain of death, he lifted her up, Feng Qian exclaimed, but the person was already sitting on him, in a standard female and male posture.

Feng Qian's face was so red that he was almost dripping blood.

He pursed his lips maliciously and said in a low voice: "Shallow, move by yourself." ”

Feng Qian bit her lip, she didn't see any hurt consciousness when she lifted her out of bed just now!

Do you want her to move for Mao?!

Jun Moying pinched her jaw, "Good, let go, don't bite." The light in her eyes was gentle and rippling like water.

A beautiful room.

******

The sky was already a misty color, and although the north wind was howling, it did not affect the light that gradually entered the room.

Nangong Che pressed his eyebrows, and a trace of exhaustion flashed on his face, which was not too obvious, but Hongyu could see it clearly.

It was she who was willful, pulling a drunken man to play chess with her all night and refusing to let him rest.

In the process, she almost lost one after another, and it was rare to win once because Nangong saw her pitifully and mercifully let her go.

In fact, she is not happy, she loses, who wants him to let go?

But he let him be so quiet, so that she couldn't find a suitable opportunity to scold people.

"Nangong Che, has anyone told you that in fact, you look pretty good when you play chess seriously?"

Hongyu smiled and teased, her crystal eyes were like stars shining in the sky at night, and they were still shining as ever after the prosperity fell.

Nangong Che glanced at her, her face was still expressionless, but a strange feeling flashed in her suddenly lowered eyes.

"What the hell were you going to tell me last night?"

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(Siku Shu)