When Ye Fusang's body softened, an arm hit her waist, quickly hugged her waist from behind, and then pulled it back, Ye Fusang only felt that there was a hot body behind him, and his heart was tense all of a sudden!

Huayuan Festival is very depressed, it is quite depressed, it was originally a beautiful night that can be eaten and wiped clean, and Fusang has completely become his own person, and he is getting her back to the underworld to marry, but he was interrupted by this sudden inexplicable woman, lying down for a long time, and waiting for a long time, the fire in his heart is always burning and boiling, and the woman he wants is on his side, but he can't make a move!

After thinking about it and thinking about it, Hua Yuan Sacrifice still felt unwilling, and with a wave of his big hand, he put a sleeping ban on Murong Sacrifice, listening to "her" deep breathing, Hua Yuan Sacrifice also slowly turned sideways, looking at the body with his back to him, finally, he was about to act.

Reaching out and scooping the body in front of him, his hot body was clinging to it, once the soft and graceful touch touched, Hua Yuan Sacrifice felt that his body was like being baptized by fire, it was unbearable, and the only coolness was the woman in his arms.

Hua Yuan Sacrifice thinks that he is not a person who indulges in [love] [desire], in heaven and earth, there has never been a second woman who can enter his eyes, only this woman, this arrogant Fusang flower, only her, let his calmness, let his reason be as weak as a piece of paper, and there is no concentration at all.

"Fusang ......" The hot breath sprayed on Ye Fusang's ears, Ye Fusang now has the heart to die, Murong Yan is still sleeping next to him, this man is ashamed to think about it!

"Let it go!" shouted in a suppressed voice, but instead of letting go, Hua Yuan's hand on his waist flexibly surged into his clothes, so fast that Ye Fusang didn't have time to refuse.

When the palm of his hand touched the silky smoothness, Hua Yuanxian sighed unconsciously, and his flexible wrist went straight up, Ye Fusang pressed the big hand in a panic, not knowing what to do.

"Huayuan Festival, are you going to let me die of shame!" His cheeks were red and seemed to be dripping blood, Ye Fusang only felt ashamed, no one would care, but there was still a person sleeping next to him, and it was a man dressed as a woman. If he wakes up and sees himself like this, how should he deal with himself!

Holding down the hand on his chest, Ye Fusang was short of breath, Hua Yuan's hot body was torn behind him, Ye Fusang really didn't understand what was wrong with this man, his identity was respected, what kind of woman did he want, why he had been pestering her since the first day she came to the underworld after her death.

The hand on his chest slowly left his clothes, climbed up Ye Fusang's slender neck, clamped her sharp chin, and Hua Yuanxian exhaled like an orchid, "Fusang, you really underestimate me, this nasty person has been banned by me, if I don't untie it personally, he will sleep until the end of his life." ”

Groov! Ye Fusang only felt that there was a beat in his heart, yes! She forgot, this person is the Hades King who is in charge of life and death in the world, Murong Yan is asleep, so what is her current situation......

"Do you still have concerns?" As he spoke, another big hand got into Ye Fusang's pants and touched the smooth skin on the inside of his legs, and a familiar heat came from the skin he had crossed, Ye Fusang blushed, only feeling that he was in a catastrophe.

The man's thighs were inserted between his two tui from behind, and his palm turned her body hard, Ye Fusang just turned around and saw Hua Yuan's eyes full of [love] and [desire], which were dizzying, Ye Fusang couldn't help but think again, if he sold him to Qinglou when he had no money, he would definitely make a lot of money.

"Fuso actually wanted to sell me, huh?" The dangerous voice of Huayuan Festival sounded from the top of his head, Ye Fusang's heart was pimpled, and the despicable man actually spied on his mind.

"Huh?" Hua Yuan's palm dragged the back of Ye Fusang's head, she raised her head slightly, and pressed her thin lips, "Does Fusang really think so?" ”

Before Ye Fusang returned, her lips had been bitten, her tongue was raging, and her breathing was short, Ye Fusang once again felt that the waves of [Love] and [Desire] were about to hide herself, just a moment before the extinction, she suddenly grabbed the gap of breathing, and pushed away the man's hot body slightly with both hands, and the breathing of the two was entangled and could not be separated.

"Huayuan Festival, why do you have to be me?" Ye Fusang raised his head, did not avoid or hide, his black eyes looked directly, and he was not allowed to escape in the slightest.

There is [love] [desire] in the bewitching eyes of Huayuan Festival, there is budding, there is emotion, and the complex whirlpool is constantly rolling in the phoenix eyes, "What do you think?" The big hand wrapped around Ye Fusang's waist and suddenly pressed her body down, and the lower bodies of the two were close to each other. Damn ruthless woman, she really doesn't remember herself at all.

Ye Fusang only felt a sao movement coming from the place of contact, his heartbeat was disordered, he stabilized his breathing more and more rapidly, and spoke again, "Huayuan Festival, do you think this is really interesting?" ”

The hand behind his waist froze suddenly, Hua Yuan's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and his handsome face was pressed down, "Yes, is this interesting?" But isn't it for today to wait for a thousand years?

Ye Fusang suppressed his rapid breathing, calmed his heartbeat, looked at each other, and opened his red lips lightly, "I think, it's boring." ”

It's boring, I can't tell how she feels about Huayuan Festival, it's just that she doesn't want to get too close to him, she always has a bad premonition in her heart, afraid that the man in front of her will never recover.

Hua Yuan's breath suddenly tightened, and his fiery body tightened a little, and finally the corners of his lips were hooked, revealing a wicked smile, "What does Fuso think has to do with the deity?" Hua Yuan's fingers slowly slid over Ye Fusang's cheeks, with a gesture of nostalgia, he spent his whole life in pursuit of the love that passed away thousands of years ago.

Lou Ye Fusang's eyes widened in amazement, she didn't understand, she really didn't understand, why she was so attached to her, why was it such a Huayuan sacrifice......

Hua Yuan's hand suddenly moved up from Ye Fusang's waist and moved to her back, not allowing her to refuse and pressing her body into his warm arms, "Sleep, one day Fusang will understand." ”

Ye Fusang, who was pressed into his arms, blinked, feeling that the air that was still [love] [desire] thick just now suddenly became much clearer, and Hua Yuan's body was not as hot as Fang Cai, as if she could spend this night smoothly.

Ye Fusang breathed a sigh of relief, her tense nerves were relaxed, Hua Yuan Sacrifice's warm body wrapped around her, warmer than the quilt, the man's gentle and clean breath filled the snort, in the air belonging to Hua Yuan Festival, Ye Fusang fell asleep, half asleep and half awake, only to hear someone whispering in his ear, "I will wait for you, how long, I will wait for you to remember me." ”

When Ye Fusang opened his eyes again, it was already early in the morning, the sunlight outside was lazily sprinkled in, and there was no shadow of the Huayuan Festival around him, Ye Fusang turned around slightly, and saw Murong Yan's silent black eyes.

Ye Fusang was suddenly a little embarrassed, "What, General Murong, wake up." The voice was slightly hoarse, Ye Fusang got up from the bed, Murong Yan also sat up, although she was silent, but the atmosphere around her was a little gloomy, nodded, and jumped over Ye Fusang's body and got out of bed.

"Who is he?" A cold voice sounded, Murong Yan stood in front of Ye Fusang, looking at her with black eyes, although he didn't say who he was, Ye Fusang also knew that she was referring to the Huayuan Sacrifice.

It's just that this seems to be her private matter, right? Why did he look at her with a look of rape?

He looked like he had done something heinous to him.

"He's the Flower Yuan Festival." After thinking about it, Ye Fusang still said very honestly, but did not further introduce the identity of Huayuan Festival.

Hearing this, Murong Yan staggered for a moment, his brows furrowed tightly, and his eyes were full of sorrow. Naturally, he was not unfamiliar with this name, and that night, she pressed herself under her, and called this man's name.

Such affection, such intensity, it turns out that he is Huayuan Sacrifice, he is really an unforgettable man, and only his grace can make this woman unforgettable.

Seeing Murong Yan's sad expression, Ye Fusang frowned, a little puzzled in his heart, "That, Murong Yan, are you all right?" ”

"Can you please not always call me by name, you...... You, you've done that to me. ”

After Murong Yan finished speaking, he was rarely shy, and his always tough face was also a little flushed, and he lowered his head shyly, not daring to look at Ye Fusang's eyes.

Ye Fusang was surprised by Murong Yan's appearance and the sentence "You have done such a thing to me" Ye Fusang had a bad premonition in his heart, swallowed his saliva, and pretended to be calm and asked, "What, what kind of thing?" ”

Hearing this, Murong Yan's face faded with shame, and it was slowly replaced by disbelief, and there was accusation......

"You ......" Murong Yan looked at Ye Fusang with a confused look, and finally lowered his shoulders weakly, and said detachedly: "It's nothing, the county lord has a good rest, minister, retire." ”

Ye Fusang looked at Murong Yan's departing back a little inexplicably, and always felt that after he recovered his memory this time, Murong Yan became weird, and the way he looked at him always made her a little familiar, and a little ...... Heartache......

Murong Yan returned to his mansion angrily with a dark face, and he had already been greeted by Ye Fusang thousands of times in his heart, and sure enough, that despicable and shameless woman obviously asked for her innocent body, but she pretended not to remember.

Also, even if she knew that she was a man and remembered that she wanted herself, she would pretend to forget, what woman would marry a man like him who could not be called a man? He has been mixed with women since he was a child, not to mention, and he is not good-looking, and he does not look like a man.

However, even though I understood it clearly, I still felt uncomfortable and tingling in my heart......