―― Qianwenxuan slept on the soft big bed, her brows tightened, and after a day, she still didn't figure out why she would make such a childish move, why would she indulge that man so much?

This...... It's not her!

"Is the wife trying to get the moon?" The curtain was gently lifted, and a dark red figure pounced undeniably, pressing Qian Wenxuan under him.

Qian Wenxuan pulled the corners of her mouth bitterly, how did he get in? Why didn't she feel it this time, although she didn't know martial arts, but her sense of smell was good, how could she not feel it at all?

It is a dark red to the eye, and it stands to reason that red is a vulgar color of bright red, but when worn on this man's body, with his bewitching facial features, it is even more charming, and he just stands there quietly, which can induce the idea of a woman to rush up frantically.

"Get out of the way." A faint flush appeared on Qian Wenxuan's indifferent face, and she tilted her head to the side unnaturally, and stretched out her hand to push Sang Langyue's body.

He looks slender, but the muscles on his body are not fake, as soon as his hand touched, Qianwenxuan knew that this man had a good figure, and the muscles under his palm were smooth and elastic, Qianwenxuan's hand pulled back violently, and his face turned even redder.

This man is only wearing a coat? There's nothing to wear inside!

Zisang Langyue's red lips hooked, and a shallow laugh came out of his throat, and then his palm moved, and his body withdrew slightly, Qian Wenxuan thought he would get up, but he didn't expect that the sky was dark for a while, and the red shadow flashed in front of him, and this man was already lying beside her safely, his arms were propped up, and his clothes didn't know if it was intentional, and he slipped off his shoulders, revealing his fair skin and delicate collarbones.

"Is the wife going to bed?" Zisang Langyue had a charming smile on his face, his fingers lightly swept over Qian Wenxuan's body, Qian Wenxuan only felt a tingling sensation everywhere his fingertips went, and couldn't help blushing and holding his hand, pretending to be calm and saying, "I'm tired, you go and rest first." She knew that this man had always been soft rather than hard, and being strong in front of him was just asking for trouble.

"Then the wife should rest." The smile on the corner of Zisang Langyue's mouth did not decrease, but Qian Wenxuan looked a little infiltrating, "Langyue is watching from the side, protecting his wife by the way." ”

As soon as the words fell, the palm held down by Qianwenxuan broke free with skillful strength, and the slender fingers came to Qianwenxuan's placket in an instant and leaned in, and the five fingers were flexible to peel off Qianwenxuan's clothes, Qianwenxuan immediately sat up, and her body retreated rapidly, but where could a small bed be pushed down, and her ass moved back a few steps and leaned against the cold wall-

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