The more Xiao Nanshuo looked at Su Yunge, the more strange he felt, and he couldn't sort out the feeling in his heart.

It was strange that he hated human touch, especially women, and it made him feel disgusting, and the dirty feeling made him feel that it was a waste to give a look.

But the woman in front of him, from the first time they met, he didn't have the usual disgust.

He could touch her, he could talk to her, and now, he could kiss her. Even, he wanted to kiss her, wanted more.

The blood all over his body seemed to be shouting, he wanted to touch her, he wanted to take the red lips for himself.

When, she actually let him have such a different interest.

And he doesn't hate this feeling.

"No." Xiao Nanshuo's eyes narrowed and snorted coldly.

"Humph! You're a lot of guts. He said this coldly.

With his long arm stretched out, his right hand wrapped his arm around Su Yunge's slender shoulder and lifted it up, so that his face was forced to rise, and then he covered his lips again.

This time it is not just a warm feeling, but with a full sense of plunder, violent and domineering, and self-respecting.

He raged fiercely on her red lips, showing no pity for the jade.

Su Yunge closed her teeth tightly, her eyes were also closed, she was like a delicate floating flower, bearing his predatory furious kiss. Her long, curled eyelashes cast into a beautiful arc under her eyelids, and each slight tremor seemed to tremble like a butterfly's wings.

Xiao Nanshuo saw that the red lips did not relax at all, raised his eyebrows, opened his thin lips slightly, and bit the soft (harmonious) lower lip fiercely.

"Hmm......" Su Yunge was in pain, and let out a low cry of pain, but he lost his red lips.

The tip of Xiao Nanshuo's tongue poked into his lips and slammed left and right. The tip of his tongue swept every inch of her lips, brushed her teeth, and hooked her little lilac tongue, forcing her to dance and entangle with him.

The aromatic sweetness in his lips made Xiao Nanshuo even more convinced.

He didn't hate this woman.

Xiao Nanshuo hugged Su Yunge's slender shoulders with force, as if he wanted to crush her, and as if he wanted to crush her into his arms, he made her frown again and again with ruthless force.

The entanglement in her mouth made the atmosphere more and more ambiguous (harmonious), Xiao Nanshuo slowly let go of her lilac tongue, and the sweet and greasy fragrance overflowed the corners of her lips, and also dyed the red lips more and more cool, with the taste of evil.

Xiao Nanshuo stretched out the tip of his tongue and gently licked the wound on his lower lip that had just been bitten, sweeping it one by one, with cruel gentleness.

The tip of the tongue swept the small crescent wound, and wisps of pain came from the lips to the heart, arousing the numbness of Su Yunge's body.

Xiao Nanshuo was doing such gentle movements, but his eyes were still cold, which was incompatible with the movements full of spring.

The strange atmosphere surrounds the two, the warmth in the plunder, and the ambiguity (harmony) in the violent and rough kiss.

He seemed to be doing something extremely serious, and the tip of his tongue kept licking the crescent wound like the feather sweeping.

In the quiet atmosphere, there was only Su Yunge's disordered gasping sound after being kissed, and the heavy panting sound made the ambiguous (harmonious) atmosphere even thicker, and the gasping sound was heard in Su Yunge's own ears, making the blush on his body thicker and thicker.

The blush spread from the pink face to the white neck, making the soft white skin exposed to the air on the body also have pink bursts, mixed with a looming sense of charm.

In Xiao Nanshuo's eyes, the purple and bewitching light loomed, a sense of supreme.

Su Yunge's eyes were misty, but he also saw the purple that flashed in his eyes.

Purple, the imperial color.

This guy's eyes are with beautiful contacts, she remembers that his eyes are obviously black color, the kind of darkness that penetrates deep into the bone marrow, lonely like the deepest night, the highest night sky.

I saw the purple streamer again tonight, and next time I will drill out a different color.

Xiao Nanshuo was about to cover his lips again, but there was a knock on the door.

The sound of the knuckles knocking on the sandalwood door was unusually clear in the night, breaking the ambiguous (harmonious) spring (harmony) love in the room.

Xiao Nanshuo frowned rarely, which bold person dared to disturb at such a time, he would definitely demolish that person.

"Master, have you slept?"

Su Yunge heard Ruomei's voice, a glimmer of light flashed in her eyes, and the current situation made her a little annoyed as if she was waiting to be caught and raped.

"Sleep." She didn't hesitate to speak.

Ruomei's maid outside the door seemed to hesitate for a moment, and then spoke again.

"Master, Ruoju said that your face is not good, I boiled some soup for you, you can rest after drinking, after all, your body is important." The soft tone was full of persistence.

"I ......" Before Su Yunge could speak, he heard Ruomei speak again.

"The master is disgusted with me, obviously the candle has not been extinguished, why do you lie to me that you are resting."

Su Yunge couldn't help patting her head, how could she forget this stubble, the candle flame was not extinguished.

Missteps.

She raised her eyes, but she saw Xiao Nanshuo's eyes with disdain, and there were obviously two words in those eyes.

Idiot.

Su Yunge couldn't help but pursed her lips secretly, she was too careless to make this sloppy mistake.

"Master, this ginseng soup has been boiling for a long time, you haven't eaten much at night, drink a cup of ginseng soup!" Ruomei's soft tone makes people can't refuse.

Su Yunge glanced at Xiao Nanshuo, who was still on the bed, and then looked at the sandalwood carved door, and sighed lightly.

"The master didn't speak, but he agreed, and Ruomei came in."

There was a 'squeak' and the door opened.

In this electric light and stone fire, Su Yunge quickly pulled the brocade quilt with his eyes, ignored Xiao Nanshuo's frozen eyes, pressed him into the brocade quilt, and lay down side by side, hanging down the green silk gauze tent, covering a curtain of beautiful (harmonious) and beautiful spring (harmonious) colors.

Ruomei held an ebony tray with a delicate cup on it. She stepped through the door, her eyes looking at the green silk tent that had been laid down, and the look in her eyes darkened.

"Master, what are you feeling unwell about today?"

Xiao Nanshuo was lying in the brocade quilt next to Su Yunge, and Xiao Nanshuo's shallow breathing touched the tips of her ears, making her itch extremely numb.

She endured the slightly trembling voice and replied softly.

"No, Lao Ruomei bothered, you go to sleep!"

Ruomei heard Su Yunge's reply and slowly took a few steps forward.

"It's good for the master to get up and drink some ginseng soup, this ginseng soup has been boiling for several hours, the heat is just enough, and the taste is also your favorite taste."

Su Yunge looked at the green silk gauze tent, Ruomei's figure looked a little hazy under the isolation of the gauze tent.

Although the figure was hazy, it still couldn't hide the graceful temperament, and his brows furrowed unexpectedly.

"I'll get up and eat later, do you have anything else to do?"

Su Yunge's inquiring tone was already with an obvious intention of sending off the guest, not that she was willing to send it, but that there was a time bomb next to her that scared people to death.

Xiao Nanshuo's breath lingered in her ears and swept into her neck, making her tone of voice unsteady.

Ruomei's eyebrows and eyes dimmed a little, and the master didn't seem to be very friendly to her.

"Then I'll go first, master, you must remember to drink it while it's hot."

Su Yunge breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, and she agreed.

"Well, Zhilu Dao, you go and rest."

When the sound of the door closing sounded crisply, Su Yunge dared to sit up, opened the gauze tent, and breathed lightly.

"You're nice and bold."

Before she could adjust her breathing, she burst out of her voice with a chill behind her.

With a "bang", the sky swirled, and her body was pulled back by Xiao Nanshuo and pressed hard against the bed.

He looked at her condescendingly.

"You are presumptuous, you should be punished."

Raising his eyes frantically, he saw Xiao Nanshuo's cold eyebrows, his hand pressed on her shoulder, and the force was neither light nor heavy. Relief of residual jaw boils

She seemed to sink into the soft brocade couch, and her body and mind became tired.

She blinked, looking at Xiao Nanshuo's face was a little foggy, and the green gauze tent hanging on the top of the bed also became dreamlike.

Xiao Nanshuo was about to say something, but found that there was an even breathing sound from the person below him.

Asleep?

I actually fell asleep.

A woman of audacity.

He looked at her quiet brows with a thick smell of tiredness. She fell asleep defenselessly under him, only the light breath of Ruolan.

Xiao Nanshuo took a deep look at the quiet face, then sat up gently, with a wave of his cuffs, the candle on the table was extinguished, leaving a room of silence and darkness.

The moonlight outside the house occasionally penetrated through the delicate window, printing the people on the green gauze soft couch. There is a delicate woman sleeping peacefully on the brocade couch, and the green silk is like the waterfall spreading, adding three points of charm.

The cherry lips were still a little red and swollen, as if telling the roughness just now.

There was a figure sitting beside her, as if guarding, as if resting.

A room warm.

In the morning light, the dew rolled on the green leaves and slipped down to the ground. There was a ray of sunlight shining through the fresh mist on all things on the earth.

Su Yunge slowly opened her eyes, she sat up and blinked her eyes that were still foggy.

She slept the most restful sleep she had ever had, with no dreams or anything disturbing her.

The only thing she feels is warmth and peace of mind.

Hey?

Su Yunge suddenly remembered Xiao Nanshuo, she looked around the bedroom with her eyes, but she didn't see anything, Xiao Nanshuo seemed to have disappeared without a trace.

The red candle on the table left half of it, and the candlestick was full of candle tears, and there was a celadon soup cup next to the candlestick.

She put on her shirt with doubts, got out of bed, and sank into the soft embroidered carpet with her bare feet.

When she had finished freshening up, she walked to the table, and she wanted to make a glass of water to moisten her thirsty throat, but out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the celadon soup cup that was placed aside.

This is the ginseng soup that Ruomei sent last night.

Su Yunge looked at the ginseng soup for a long time, and stretched out his hand to pick up the soup cup. The small and delicate soup cup is more delicate in the palm of the white hand.

It's actually hot?