The shadow of the red candle light swayed, reflecting the beauty's tear-stained face, the more luminous it was.

Bright eyes and bright teeth, bright and clean, like just the right moonlight, bright and shining so that the road and the wind have nowhere to hide.

The dark and gloomy silhouette slowly approached You Zining again, and her flexible ten fingers gently pressed against You Zining's choked throat.

She only felt that her whole body was paralyzed and almost suffocated, but her hand was still subconsciously pushing him outward, and she struggled like a gossamer:

"Your Highness, no, don't ......"

"Why do you still call me a little highness? Isn't it, you have to be like this for you to admit it, you are my wife, and I am your father-in-law. Well? ”

Lu Chengfeng couldn't help but say, his backhand clasped the back of You Zining's head, pressed his whole body up, and hugged her tightly, leaving no gap.

In an instant, You Zining's slender body was completely engulfed by this black silhouette, and her heart was also shocked by the murderous aura of the Yin Owl rising all over his body.

She had never seen such a road riding the wind, like a ferocious beast, bloodthirsty but gentle.

You Zining's delicate body couldn't help but shudder, and it was so weak that she gave up all senseless resistance, and only squeezed out a few words intermittently in her throat, and said:

"The road, the road rides the wind, what do you, you, want?"

But he didn't speak, and in a pair of dark and clear eyes, there seemed to be fireworks blooming enthusiastically at this moment.

His breathing was fierce, like a blazing sun, gently exhaling into her ears, like a drugged Gu worm, gnawing at every inch of her skin, making her ice muscles and jade bones, which were originally white and snowy, a little red, more and more exquisite, beautiful and incomprehensible.

Lu Chengfeng's heart couldn't help but move, and a flaming blood surged up like a frenzy, and her moist and hot lips covered her delicate lips like flowers.

While she was softly opening her lips, the tip of his tongue drove straight in, sweeping vertically and horizontally, wanting to turn into a powerful whirlpool torrent, eager to suck her whole body

attached to it, turned into a part of her body, so that she could no longer escape or struggle, she would always be his person, and she could only be the person who rode the wind on his way.

You Zining was already drunk like a puddle of mud, so he let him pick her up horizontally, and then lifted the bead curtain on the red bed and gently put her down.

The moonlight was as cold as water tonight, but his body was shrouded in a fiery aura.

Just as the drunken chest was still open, he was like a drunkard after binge drinking, and he pulled off the collar of the big red robe on his body, revealing half of his chest as smooth as a mirror, strong like a general ready to go, just waiting to bend the bow and return with the moon.

You Zining half leaned on the big red quilt on the new bed, only to feel that the originally soft and cool silk quilt under her body was like cooking oil scorching her back at this moment, and the heat made her straighten up.

All the senses have become extremely sensitive, but it is like falling into the clouds, and the breeze and the fragrance of birds and flowers are quietly rippling for her.

You Zining only felt that there was chaos in her brain.

Lu Chengfeng's lingering kiss like water hit her like raindrops, and her heart was like a spring rain, wetting a seedling.

In the midst of the chaos, her fingertips gently pressed against his chest, only to be pulled by one of his hands to his smooth, firm lower abdomen.

My heart was beating like thunder. She closed her eyes nervously, feeling her hot body suddenly cool, like moonlight washing into frost.

Lu Chengfeng gently clasped her fingertips with both hands, overlapped and held, and the two of them connected their fingers.

If there is a woman's fragrant breath that seems to be nothing, he is a spirit, and he can no longer help the surging of his own siege of the city, ups and downs, rushing like a prancing horse without reins, soaring like a fog into the clouds.

Lunon flowers are thin and slender hands, thin sweat and light rain and rouge.

The wind and rain are silky, and the snow is greasy and fragrant.

You Zining listened to the heavy low pant coming out of his throat, and felt his entire body burn from the inside out.

That kind of fire

The feeling of fire was like it was about to burn her to ashes.

She couldn't help pinching his back with her fingertips, and the long, thin nails left deep and shallow pinch-like marks on his smooth back, like small curved purple-red crescents.

The shadow turns, the shadow turns, and the begonia branches are full of soft east wind.

She finally breathed a sigh of relief, and felt as if her whole body was about to fall apart, and she couldn't move for half a minute.

Lu Chengfeng was still lying on her chest, like a huge but cautious mountain, moving with the wind, undulating endlessly.

Even though the moonlight as cold as water dried the sweat on his back, he still stuck to You Zining's body tightly, tightly sealing, and didn't give her any chance to get up and run away.

"Can you get up?"

You Zining's face was still full of clouds, rippling with spring, and he smiled shyly and said.

Lu Chengfeng carefully held her in his arms, like caring for a pool of colorful spring flowing water, her tender and sweet gaze made her dizzy, and murmured:

"It's all my ...... to blame"

You Zining didn't wait for him to finish, so she quickly covered his mouth with a shy face.

The pain in her body was like the scorched earth that had just been extinguished by a war, and she had no other thoughts.

The feeling of tearing was overwhelming, like waking up after a heart-wrenching drunkenness, even the bones were pulling tendons, and the pain all over the body was indescribable.

I glanced down at the white silk Xipa on the big red futon, which was already rippling with a strange red at the moment, eye-catching, and magnificent.

So, she was even more ashamed, painful, delicate and happy, but called Lu Chengfeng a lot of love.

"I swear to the sky that I will treat you well! It's true! You're my man, but don't try to run anymore. Even if you run to the ends of the earth, I will definitely find you. ”

Lu Chengfeng swore to the sky, and took her into his arms again.

The flower moon is silent, and you can sleep soundly all night.