Wangshu's heart was beating wildly, but fortunately the veil was covered, so that people could not see his face as red as the sunset, and he didn't know what he was blushing about, but when he thought of the night with her...... His heart tickled like a cat's claw.

In fact, they have been more than once or twice, why is it so easy for him to be embarrassed in front of her!

Wangshu breathed a sigh of relief and whispered, "Give money." ”

Today, it is still to help • go out without money • Sang.

Cen Duxiao secretly twisted his fingers and turned out a piece of gold, and at the same time squeezed him with what he once said: "Okay, your old man doesn't eat fireworks in the world, and he doesn't have money and other vulgar things. ”

Cen Duxiao put the gold on the counter and said to the shopkeeper, "Bring a copy of the most expensive and delicious dishes in your store and deliver it to the guest room." ”

The spectators in the lobby who smoked melon seeds looked at the two white-clothed hermits, and smiled ill-willedly, so they definitely looked at the forced men of the women, or that kind of relationship, but unfortunately they couldn't see what they looked like, and they couldn't satisfy their curiosity.

For a big customer like Cen Duxiao, the innkeeper has to be treated specially, and their dishes are quickly served.

Wangshu looked at the table full of big fish and meat, and said, "We can't finish eating too much." ”

Cen Duxiao estimated that it was almost time for the little wolf dog to come out.

Her eyes were shining, she glanced at the dishes and then at Wangshu, she swallowed, the point was to eat?

She bit her chopsticks, and her eyes seemed to grow on Wangshu's face.

Wangshu met her gaze with a flicker, then lowered his eyebrows, and said, "You eat, look at me...... See what I do?"

His hand seems to be shaking?

What is he nervous about?

Could it be that Fuso's personality hasn't appeared yet? Isn't it? The hour has come!

Cen Duxiao smiled like a blooming magnolia flower, and her face was glowing with a faint luster like pearls. It is about a happy event that people are in good spirits, and she is particularly radiant under the faint candlelight.

"Look at your beauty. She opened her lips slightly, waiting for her little wolf dog Fusang, who had not yet eaten a mouthful of food.

Wangshu was choked, and could only hide his shame with the action of picking vegetables, he picked up one piece after another of braised pork ribs and piled them into her bowl, and said, "Then you should eat it!"

Cen Duxiao held the bowl, still not moving the chopsticks, and his eyes were not in the bowl.

Wangshu's face was red, his heart was beating faster, he was ashamed and anxious: "What do you want to eat? I'll clip it for you again!"

Blushing again?

Why hasn't Fusang come out yet? It's a little late today! It's getting dark.

Cen Duxiao muttered in her heart, since Fusang has not arrived, it doesn't hurt to flirt with little Fusang.

"I want to eat ......" Cen Duxiao paused, her eyebrows and eyes were affectionate, and her tone was seductive: "Eat ~you~"

The deliberately long tail note was like a sharp blade cutting the last string that was tight in Wangshu's mind, and he couldn't restrain the heartstrings from fluctuating, what kind of delicious mortal food, eat...... Eat a big-headed ghost!

His whole person was turned upside down by distracting thoughts, and he didn't have the heart to eat at all, okay!

He poured himself a big bowl of peach blossom brew and drank it all in one gulp to relieve the fire in his body, but who knew that instead of subduing it, it burned more and more.

It's not peach blossom stuffing, it's a roast bar!

He couldn't taste the wine at the moment, his mind was full of her, and she teased regardless of it.

Cen Duxiao stretched out the bowl in front of him, her dark eyes were as pure and transparent as two translucent gems, and she said innocently: "Hurry up, come to my bowl~"

Ahh

Wangshu was relieved, as if he had fallen into a hot spring, and his body was hot and dry.

I don't want to be restrained! It's too hard!

Wang Shu lifted the food off the table and picked up Cen Duxiao and put it on the table.

The dishes, chopsticks and dishes fell to the ground with a clatter, Cen Duxiao was really shocked, the little wolf dog Fusang was finally online?!

"You're here?"

Cen Duxiao obediently lay flat on the table, looking up at him, joy and longing overflowing, obviously it had only been a day, but it seemed that it had been a long time.

Fuso's body stiffened for a moment, and after only a moment's hesitation, he nodded.

Cen Duxiao raised her hand, the ring on her finger was shining, and she asked, "I like the ring very much, how did you do it?"

Fuso didn't answer, his dark eyes stared at her for a moment, and then he kissed her lips uncontrollably, and his hands were eagerly tearing at her clothes.

As soon as Cen Duxiao's shirt was a little opener, he suddenly stopped the movement in his hand and kissed her more intently, savoring her lips.

His kisses and actions today were not quite the same as usual.

On weekdays, Fusang can kiss very gently, or he can kiss very crazy, his kiss contains too many emotions, there is love, hate, desire, obsession, and reluctance.

And today, he kissed her as if he were tasting a long-awaited jar of fine wine, which did not belong to him, and he had told himself not to covet other people's things, but he really wanted to taste it, he asked for not much, just a sip, so he kissed obsessively and with great care.

He was unusual, Cen Duxiao didn't think much about it, she just didn't feel like it, she closed her eyes, put her arms on his shoulders, sucked and licked his lips and tongue little by little, and deepened the kiss.

When the kiss was temporarily separated, Cen Duxiao gasped slightly, her eyes met Fusang's gaze in a blur, she licked the mellow peach blossom brew that seemed to be left on her lips, and she said softly: "It's delicious~"

Fuso shuddered, and grabbed her lips again, from a temptation as light as a feather to a deep kiss that left no room for tossing and turning.

This kiss lasted for a long time, and the kiss made Cen Duxiao's lips numb and her mind blank, but Fusang still didn't take the next step.

Fusang raised his head, his dark pupils seemed to be stained with mist, and under the slight moisture was an uncontrollable desire.

Yet, he said, "Go to bed early." ”

Cen Duxiao opened her mouth and let out an "ah".

Isn't that right, does he mean to go to bed? The table is too hard?

As soon as this thought flashed through her mind, she saw Fuso fall backwards heavily.

"Shame!!" she teleported to him, checking to see if he was hurt.

Fusang's smooth face was flushed with a layer of redness, like a smudged morning glow.

He's ...... Drunk?!

Isn't he known as a thousand cups of drunkenness? Even the heavenly elixir and jade dew can't get drunk on him.

So, now it's a cup poured, isn't it?

Cen Duxiao squatted there, looking at the little Langjun with red lips and white teeth on the ground, her face was red, and her lips were also red, she loved and wanted to laugh.

She helped him up and laid him on the bed, taking off his clothes and shoes. His eyes were half-open, and his mouth was indistinct, "Twilight, Cen Twilight, I really ...... I like you so much, you're like Fang Cai, kiss me again, kiss me, okay?"

Cen Duxiao chuckled: "Are you being coquettish?"

The little wolf dog is about to collapse, hey, she wonders if he is Fusang.