Song Jin had never had such a panicked moment, so panicked that as soon as he said this, her expression immediately changed!

The body was even more frightened and involuntarily took a step back, but it was tightly clasped by his strong arms, and he couldn't move at all, and even the snort was full of the refreshing smell of the man's body mixed with subtle Buddha incense.

She raised her face in a daze, looking at Xuan Yuan, who looked indifferent and deep in front of her, her face was pale and dull, as if she had seen a devil from hell, and the devil lowered her eyes to see her like this, and she hooked her thin lips and smiled.

Slender fingers rubbed her delicate and small jaw, the hot breath gently sprayed on her face, and her voice was low and casual, "Looks like you recognize me." ”

She hadn't reacted yet, first for a moment, she wanted to ask him what he meant by this, and then she seemed to remember something, and her heart fluttered.

Before Ming Ci told her that he was a Xuanwu who had a very low sense of existence in his dreams and did not appear in front of the world very much, she thought that he was just a nobody in his dreams, and she never thought that he would be Mingci, but later, under the reminder of the system, Xuanyuan and Mingci were combined.

Now that she remembered what she had said in front of him at that time, she couldn't wait to go back and strangle herself at that time.

However, the other party wanted to settle accounts after the autumn and "punish" her in a high-sounding manner, even if he remembered it, he could only refuse to admit it.

So, she looked up and smiled reluctantly, "Ah, turtle... I don't understand what you're talking about......"

"Don't you understand?" The man's expression remained unchanged, and he said lightly, "If you don't recognize me as Mingci, then why do you react so much to the sentence 'Ten Days and Ten Nights'?" He lowered his eyes and smiled faintly, "I don't seem to have said what I'm going to do in the past ten days and ten nights, you say yes, Mimi." ”

"I'm kidding," probably because her expression was too frightened, Xuan Yuan's thin lips were with a shallow smile, his eyes were dark and deep, and his voice was low and lazy, very gentle and unhurried, "Ten days and ten nights is already the limit for ordinary people, how can it be done twice, look at what scares you." ”

Song Jin breathed a sigh of relief.

***

Song Jin, who knew that his vest had fallen off, put on his hijab again, worshiped heaven and earth, and was sent to the cave room again.

The wedding room is hung with festive red silk everywhere, and there is only a night pearl in the house, and the light is bright. The ambiguity was not strong, Song Jin sat on the bed, looked up at Xuan Yuan, who was smiling with thin lips in front of him, swallowed his saliva again, and confirmed, "Turtle turtle, your current mood is real... Nice, right? ”

He leaned over and bit her red and full lips, lowered his thin lips and hooked a shallow smile, his fingertips did not hurry to pull away her layers of clothes, and at the same time, his lips also went down, falling on his neck finely and densely, and finally stopped at the softest place in front of him, biting the trembling one, before he smiled vaguely, "Naturally." ”

As soon as his words fell, Song Jin got his answer, and immediately put his mind at ease, if he was in a bad mood, he couldn't tell how the man would toss her, but before she could completely relax in one breath, he lifted one of her legs, and suddenly disappeared into it, and without giving her time to relax, he tossed up deeply and heavily.

Song Jin gasped and screamed uncontrollably, the man bit her thin earlobe, and continued to laugh with a low smile, but the smile was mixed with terrifying danger, "I'm in such a good mood, that's why I want to kill you even more." ”

“......”

He looked at her and smiled, but the smile didn't reach the bottom of his eyes: "In the dream, it's just a wild fox?" Haven't met anyone? ”

"......" with the personality of Mingzi's retribution, she guessed that he might turn over old accounts.

"Or is it that the name of the eighth king is so worthy of your memory, but you want to forget my name?"

Every time he said a word, he teased her heavily, Song Jin almost couldn't support it, and barely regained some consciousness in the violent collision, and said intermittently, "Wang Ba...?" You, you said Qin Qinghe? ”

As soon as her brainless words fell, she knew it was going to be bad!

But he stopped suddenly, looked at her condescendingly, his narrow eyes were dark and deep, and he couldn't see through the light, and his tone was even less emotional, and he made a faint statement, "So, you still remember his name, but you don't want to mention me." ”

"No, turtle, listen to me." Song Jin couldn't care too much, and said urgently, but was interrupted by him with a smile, "Okay, I'll listen to you." ”

She breathed a long sigh of relief, and was about to speak, but he looked at her lightly, and continued lightly: "After we finish twenty days and twenty nights, I will listen to you what you want to say, of course, if you still have the strength to open your mouth at that time." ”