After being full of wine and food, after talking about the old with everyone, Jiling still decided to return to Juyuan Pavilion, and Luan Zaiyun stayed in the Nine Kings Mansion to live.

It was pitch dark, and there was no one to be seen on the street, except for a few barking dogs.

jumped directly into the attic, got into the window, didn't even bother to take the ordinary road, leaned softly on the bed, she sighed faintly, and couldn't hide her full thoughts, such as being exposed to her little face.

Seeing Luan Zaiyun, why was she indifferent.

There is no endless pain three years ago, there is no feeling of suffocation, but there is more nostalgia, what's wrong with her, doesn't she love Brother Luan anymore.

"It must be sick." Talking to himself, the spirit lowered his eyes and lay down on the bed. As soon as he reached out and pulled the futon, his big closed eyes suddenly opened, and he slashed it with one hand. "Who!"

Before she could see who was standing behind her, the whole person was pressed on the bed, her wrists were vigorously buckled, and her soft lips were blocked to death.

"Hmm......" struggled to get out, the man was unusually aware of her every move, and his slender fingertips pointed at her soft.

The spirit lost all his strength, and as the skirt tore apart, the snow-white skin was exposed to the air.

"Stinky fox!" A crying scolding voice overflowed his lips.

Nan Wuyue's cold eyes stared at her aggrieved big eyes, her face was gloomy and terrifying, and her big hand covered Jiling's lips to prevent her from making a sound.

As she whimpered and wanted to scream, he lowered the plain white curtain with one hand.

"Whoa...... Nan Wuyue... You son of a bitch... You bastard... You rotten bastard...... "In the dimly lit room, the person wrapped in bedding on his body was full of tears, and his mouth was shouting.

On the edge of the bed, sat Nan Wuyue in a white underwear.

His face was cold, as if it was the first time he had lost his temper so much, and he didn't have a trace of reaction to the crying and scolding of his wife behind him.

Jiling cried so pitifully, her tender white skin seemed to have been treated rudely by men, and bright red traces spread all over her body, even her fingertips.

Her huge tears fell down one by one, and she felt extremely aggrieved.

This stinky fox dared to treat her like this!

"What do you call me?" Half a sound later, amid the scolding of the spirit, Nan Wuyue looked at her with deep eyes like a dark night.

"Stinky fox!" Not to be outdone, she looked over with wide eyes.

"Call me again?" Someone is starting to reach out and undress.

The spirit shrank back in fear, with big tears in her eyes, wanting to save face. "If you call me, I'll call you."

"I haven't cleaned you up for a long time, and your skin is itchy?" Nan Wuyue's tone was gloomy, obviously not in the right mood tonight.

"You're just itchy, stinky fox, it's a stinky fox, a bad fox, you can bully people......" Jiling was very angry, who wanted to meet as soon as they met, they were pressed on the bed and did embarrassing things.

What's more, she is still in a cold war with him.

"Come here!" Nan Wuyue reached out to grab her, but she dodged her, and stretched out her little foot to kick him.

"Don't! You get out of here. "Jiling pursed his red and swollen lips, looking like if you dare to touch a single hair of me, I will kick you to death.

"Are you sure?" Nan Wuyue's face was covered with a thin layer of ice, and her tall body stood up.

Jiling turned his face away and said in a willful tone. "I don't want to see ......" Before you could say a word, her eyes widened in panic, and the futon wrapped around her body was quickly pulled by him.

In front of her, she was thrown to the ground.

"Stinky fox." She screamed and reached out to get the pillow, but Nan Wuyue took a step ahead and threw them all on the ground.

The snow-white body was completely exposed to the air.

The spirit went crazy and reached out to pounce on him, trying to hit him.

Nan Wuyue's face was cold, and her big hands stopped her at will, and clasped her two arms on her thin back, so that Jiling couldn't break free, and could only stick her delicate body against his strong chest.

"Call me what?" Nan Wuyue freed out a big hand and slapped it on Jiling's ass with a snap.

"Nan Wuyue, you hit me!" Jiling's white and tender face turned red at the same time, and he looked at him angrily.

"Call me what?" His voice was cold and bone-chilling, and he slapped a little woman on the ass with a snap.

It hurts, it's not ordinary pain.

When had the spirit been beaten like this, she bit her lip and didn't scream, twisting her body to break out of his confinement.

"Do you want to call or not?" Snap again, if she doesn't scream, Nan Wuyue is determined to open her ass......

"Husband!" The hero didn't suffer the loss in front of him, and the spirit was unwilling in his heart, so he still shouted obediently.

Snap, it's so crisp.

Her poor ass was slapped for no reason. "Hey, didn't I shout, you still hit me."

"Call again!" Nan Wuyue's eyes revealed Sen Sen's coldness, looking at her aggrieved little face, it seemed that he was not satisfied with the shouting, she didn't want her ass tonight.

Such a Nan Wuyue, the spirit is also the first time to see it.

He was a tyrant, and she didn't know what he wanted to hear. "I don't know ......"

As soon as the words came out, she saw Nan Wuyue raise her big hand again, and she was busy currying favor. "Husband, husband, husband."

Bang Bang Bang ...... Three rings rang out.

Her ass really hurt, her eyes were full of tears, she bit her lip and cried, she kept crying miserably, she threw herself into the man's arms, leaned her head against his neck, and cried until she hiccuped.

"Go on!" Nan Wuyue was not ready to let her go.

"No Moon, No Moon, No Moon, No Moon, No Moon, No Moon, No Moon, No Moon, No Moon, Brother Moon......" Jiling was so aggrieved in his heart, crying and shouting all the names he could think of, even the names he had never shouted.

She closed her eyes wide, with tears in the corners of her eyes, waiting for her ass to be slapped again.

The air, as if not filled with palpitations.

Ji Ling's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he didn't wait for the man's slap, but his lips felt heavy, and the tip of his nose was full of Nan Wuyue's breath.

Confused, she opened her big eyes in confusion, and she looked at Nan Wuyue in a daze as she suddenly became gentle.

"Shout again." His handsome face was no longer gloomy, full of deep doting, and even the corners of his lips were in a good mood.

"Shout?" The big eyes of the spiritual water were confused.

"The last one." Nan Wuyue's hot breath sprayed on her smooth and fair face, and her eyes lit up in anticipation.

Ji Lingna knew what to shout, so he shouted it out in one go, and he forgot all about it, pouting aggrievedly, and his voice was low. "Don't say good things a second time, don't shout."

"Huh?" A menacing nasal voice penetrated into her ears.

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