Chen Xuanyuan opened the door curtain, the room was a little dim, the candle flame inside was blown out by Xiaohuan because Lin Qing had already slept, and only a residual wax left against the door curtain was burning a flickering fire, which looked a little weird.

Walking into the house, there was a faint fragrance and Chen Xuanyuan was full of arms, wrinkling his nose slightly, Chen Xuanyuan's originally gloomy face slowly revealed a little infatuation, he hadn't smelled this good smell for a long time, this is Jin'er's unique taste.

In the slightly moving fragrance, Chen Xuanyuan moved slowly, and the palace clothes were frosted with a faint fragrance, as if he also liked this different taste.

Walk to a candlestick inside, pick up the fire fold on the platform, exhale lightly, the flame slowly ignites, and then the flame touches the candle center, the flame slowly rises, and exhale lightly, extinguish the fire fold, and exhale lightly.

Put down the fire fold, turned around and walked slowly to the bed, and the plain white curtain came into his eyes, which gently covered the people who were sleeping sweetly inside, like a moat, so that Chen Xuanyuan couldn't see clearly that the person who was close at hand.

The light incense is a little strong at this time, but it is not greasy, and it has a different kind of temptation, which is fascinating.

Although it was a little cool when it rained, it was early summer after all, and the house was relatively warm, so Lin Qing's quilt was not very thick, not thin or thick, and the quilt was covered on Lin Qing, who was lying flat on the bed, showing a slight curve, and his chest rose and fell slightly with his soft breathing.

He took another step closer to the edge of the bed, stretched out a somewhat thick hand and stroked the curtain, and lifted it with a slight force, and the plain white curtain was lifted by a strong hand, revealing the people sleeping inside.

Chen Xuanyuan looked at the person in front of him in a daze, under the dim candlelight, his eyes were very complicated, his flickering eyes seemed to be hesitating about something, suddenly a little ruthless, and suddenly showing a touch of tenderness.

Chen Xuanyuan's eyes changed so flickeringly, making people completely unable to see through, his eyes looked at the people who were close at hand, his body moved, he sat on the edge of the bed gently, twisted his neck and looked at the sleeping people, her sleeping face was quiet like a painting, like a woman in a fairyland, which made people feel unreal.

She closed her eyes and showed long and thin eyelashes, which were very playful and cute, and the faint eyebrows seemed to be painted on the eyes, which was very beautiful, and the small Joan nose was like a kind of porcelain, delicate and moving. The thin white neck is exposed, snow-white as jade, and the soft and thin quilt just covers the chest, with the sound of breathing slightly undulating, showing a round outline, making people want to find out.

A head like a waterfall green silk is pillowed under the head, sprinkled on the side of the head, and a wisp is caressed on the neck, which is more snow-white and delicate.

Chen Xuanyuan's eyes gradually blurred, as if he was fascinated by the person in front of him, lost his soul, and raised his hand slightly, wanting to caress the delicate face of the person in front of him. It touches slightly warm and delicate skin, like cotton, soft, and when you touch it, you will sink into it and can't extricate yourself.

"Hmmm..." The person in front of him snorted lightly, as if he felt that this thug was a little uncomfortable on his face, and a hand that was originally placed in the futon reached out and patted it lightly on his face.

Chen Xuanyuan quickly took back his hand and put it in front of his abdomen when the person in front of him made an "um" sound, like a cat that had been caught stealing.

When she came back to her senses and looked at the person in front of her, she found that her soft and small delicate little hands had been slapped on her face, and then her little hands slid down her neck to the bed, and the delicate little face that was slapped was slightly red, like a little shy red.

Chen Xuanyuan looked at the person in front of him, his face gradually calmed down, he stretched out his hand to the face of the person in front of him, slightly stroked the hair that was scattered on her forehead, and then moved his body, leaning over and approaching the person on the bed.

The warm touch stimulated Chen Xuanyuan's nerves, which were not very sensitive, making his eyes gradually lose and show a strong sense of fascination.

As if he was not satisfied with the warmth here, his head moved, and he went towards the somewhat ruddy petals, and finally the damp and hot touch made Chen Xuanyuan more confused, and then he began to be dissatisfied with the damp and hot touch of his lips, and stretched out his tongue, wanting to cross the damp and hot wall in front of him, but he encountered strong resistance, Chen Xuanyuan was a little annoyed, and moved his body, and his two hands were supported on the person's body.

The hot tongue of fire stirred the petals slightly, absorbing the rare sweetness, Chen Xuanyuan's breathing gradually became heavier, he couldn't satisfy the current sense of touch, he wanted more, his feet moved slightly, and he withdrew the restraints on his feet.

The soft touch of the futon turned on his feet, Chen Xuanyuan couldn't hold back it anymore, and the tongue of fire entered hard, entering a warm world, where there was a thick sweetness, as well as a wet and glutinous touch, which made Chen Xuanyuan's mind congested and completely lost in the ocean of desire.