Lan Junyao casually threw her coat on the chair on the side, and was about to throw her shoes aside, when she suddenly fell into a warm embrace. A pair of big hands suddenly appeared on her waist, and Lan Junyao was about to get angry, someone in this Phoenix Mansion dared to be so presumptuous to her.

She spun and kicked backwards, her backward right foot was caught in his hand, the warm breath spread from her neck to the face, Lan Junyao's heart was "groaning", her hands were being grabbed by the person behind her, and she was powerless to break free.

"Shhhh The familiar voice came from behind him, mixed with his hot body temperature, and he murmured as if he was saying the most beautiful love words in the world. Lan Junyao was willing to give up, and was about to turn her head, when she was suddenly "attacked".

The small earlobe was swallowed from behind, mixed with his angry bite, and bursts of red clouds rose on Lan Junyao's face, and then the numbness accompanied by a slight pain constantly stimulated her sensory nerves. Under the repeated fierce attacks, Lan Junyao couldn't help but hum softly.

Lan Junyao tried his best to restrain himself from making such a shameful sound, but who expected that her forbearance would stimulate the people behind him even more, he increased the intensity of his bite, and his other free hand was not idle, attacking from Lan Junyao's waist all the way to the soft on his chest.

The burning breath in his ears swept back and forth in his neck, and the pain from his earlobes finally regained a trace of consciousness, and his clamped hands struggled to break free. Inexplicably, he ate tofu, Lan Junyao was willing to be willing in her heart, and she couldn't do it, and one hand hit him in the lower abdomen as if it were real.

"Leprechaun. He turned from behind Lan Junyao to the front of him, dodging Lan Junyao's ferocious attack, pulling her other hand into his arms, and immediately imprisoned her whole person in his arms again.

Facing each other, Lan Junyao looked at his recovered face, and before he had time to be surprised, his thin lips were already covered with two pieces of softness. The person in front of him was Ling Qixuan, taking advantage of Lan Junyao's confused kung fu, he re-imprisoned her hands behind his back, and advanced up from his waist with one hand.

Lan Junyao's slightly open mouth was pried open, and a moist thing slipped into her mouth, as if dissatisfied with her reaction, the thing hooked her lilac tongue and entwined it, swallowing all her saliva into her mouth.

Lan Junyao reacted at this time, her lips and tongue were already stirred by him, and she consciously chased and frolicked with him. This reaction greatly pleased Ling Qixuan, and his hand covering the bud was slightly forced, and Lan Junyao only felt a heat wave rise from her lower abdomen.

The red cloud on Lan Junyao's face did not recede for a long time, and when she wanted to close her lips and tongue, it was already too late. Ling Qixuan's big hand ignited a cluster of flames on her, but he still seemed a little dissatisfied. The hand that restrained Lan Junyao let go, picked her up horizontally, and walked towards the big bed behind him.

Lan Junyao's body suddenly soared into the air, her hanging hand circled Ling Qixuan's neck, and her lips were still entangled with him.

Lan Junyao has experienced a lot of things, and under his repeated teasing, he has become a fog, allowing him to continue to act on himself. Clothes were gradually scattered under the bed, and after a while, only one piece of dirty pants was left on Lan Junyao's body. The sudden coolness finally pulled Lan Junyao back from her lust. She froze suddenly, not daring to move, and a stiff high-spirited figure between her legs was ready to go.

Feeling that the person below her stopped reacting, Ling Qixuan raised her head and met her regained clear eyes, staring at him intently with her red cheeks. Ling Qixuan laughed twice, leaned over her neck and whispered in a deep voice, "I'm going to marry you back to the palace soon." ”

A few strands of broken hair were wet with sweat and stuck to the necks of the two of them, Ling Qixuan withdrew the big hand covering her chest with some difficulty, got up and picked up the clothes on the ground and put them on one by one, but the high-spirited crotch still stood tall.

Lan Junyao turned over and lay on her side inside, her white jade back looked in Ling Qixuan's eyes, and the evil fire burned a little vigorously again. He sighed and climbed out of the back window.

After hearing a sound, Lan Junyao's stiff body relaxed slightly, looked at the direction of Ling Qixuan's departure in the back window, sniffed hard in the air, the composure on his face was replaced by shyness, and there seemed to be his breath still in the air.

Recalling what happened just now, Lan Junyao only felt that her heartbeat was not as quiet as usual, and it was like beating a drum one after another, and "dong dong" sounded straight. The exposed skin felt cool, a layer of goosebumps spread from her arms, and Lan Junyao hurriedly packed up the clothes scattered on the ground and threw them back on the bed.

Before he could get dressed, he heard a knock outside the door, "Miss Sun, the old lady has sent someone to invite you." "It was one of the maidservants who was guarding the door.

Lan Junyao responded and simply didn't wear the cumbersome clothes, but just rolled them up in a mess and stuffed them into the brocade quilt. Hurriedly pulled out a set of usual clothes to change into, Lan Junyao glanced at the portrait in the bronze mirror, her cheeks still flushed.

She slapped her cheeks twice before she walked unhurriedly to the door. When I opened the closed door, I saw the maidservant waiting beside Grandmother Huang standing at the entrance to the garden. As soon as she saw Lan Junyao go out of the room, she hurriedly saluted her.

The warm wind in the garden blew, and she was much more sober. Lan Junyao instructed the two sisters to leave one guard, while the other followed her to her grandmother.

Remembering Ling Qixuan's domineering kiss, in addition to sweetness, I also felt puzzled, what to do well, suddenly became so urgent, like the thief who picked flowers.

Out of Lan Junyao's room, Ling Qixuan walked alone on the way back to the room, her sweet taste was still between her lips and teeth, and the warm touch in her hands was still there, if she didn't wake up in the end, I was afraid that the two of them were lingering right now.

Since Lan Junyao left with the inner eunuch in the palace in the morning, he has been worried in his heart, and the various things that have happened in the past few days have been filtered in his mind, and this feeling of uneasiness has become more and more intense. Although Lan Junyao had already told all the things about the Queen Phoenix, the uneasiness in his heart still couldn't be suppressed.

Coupled with everything she saw from the stone wall, Ling Qixuan sat and lay in the room, lest something else should happen to her. If anyone is in front of him at this moment, he must be dizzy.

After waiting for a long time and not seeing her return, Ling Qixuan decided to go and see it for himself. When she arrived at the courtyard, she remembered that there were maidservants in her courtyard, so she had to quietly go around the back door and hide.

Just as he decided to go to the palace to have a look, he heard the sound of the door, and he secretly lucked himself, jumped hard, and grabbed the beams in the house and hung upside down on the roof.