Fang Xiaoxiao nodded.

signaled that they didn't need to come forward to report, but went straight to the inner courtyard themselves. Seeing that the candle flame on the other side of the study was still lit, Fang Xiaoxiao couldn't help but feel distressed.

A few days ago, Mo Tianyao delayed a lot of official duties because he took care of himself, and the folds that he needed to see were already piled up on a table, so he was making up for those official duties in the study right now. It can also be said that it is busy with candles.

With a creak, Fang Xiaoxiao gently pushed the door open. As if he hadn't thought of who was coming, he raised his head directly and gently looked in the direction of the door, but before the pen in his hand could be put back on the shelf, his movements had already froze in mid-air.

At this moment, he looked at Fang Xiaoxiao with that kind of affectionate eyes, and the stunned look in his eyes gradually turned into a misty mist.

It seemed that he didn't expect that it would be Fang Xiaoxiao, this woman, who came to his room. And at this moment, she is as beautiful as if she came out of a painting.

Fang Xiaoxiao smiled softly, and she walked to his desk. Quietly staring into his eyes. At this moment, she saw so clearly that the water surface in the man's eyes was like an unfathomable cold pool, and gradually rippled layer by layer.

Fang Xiaoxiao bypassed the bookcase, stood beside him, and lifted the pen he had just put on the table. Dip it in ink, and then spread out a blank piece of rice paper. After a pause, he wrote a modern Yuefu poem that he had heard in modern times.

"The mountains are edgeless, the heaven and the earth are combined, and only then can we dare to be with you."

It's just a few words, but it's enough to show his determination and his deep feelings for this man.

At this moment, she didn't want to care about anything, she didn't want to care about anything. She just wants to spend this life in peace with the man she puts in her heart.

Looking at the ink on this character, Mo Tianyao's mood was very complicated. He was silent for a long, long time before he raised his head slightly. However, at this moment, the bright color in his eyes was exactly opposite to the blazing light in Fang Xiaoxiao's eyes, at the moment when the four eyes met. There are indescribable feelings intertwined in this.

Maybe it's because the atmosphere at the moment makes people a little confused, maybe the two of them have reached the point of dry firewood. In short, their countless emotions only turned into lingering in the end.

I saw Mo Tianyao hugging Fang Xiaoxiao into his arms, and under his surprise, Fang Xiaoxiao didn't stand firm for a while, and knocked a large stack of folds on the table to the ground, and scattered them all over the ground in an instant.

A cool breeze blew in from the window behind them, constantly flipping the folds on the ground, and the paper sat down with a clatter, all the time moving with the wind. It wasn't until the floor that filled most of the room that it paused slightly.

Fang Xiaoxiao glanced back, and a shy smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

However, by the time she turned her face, the man was already holding her cheek and imprinting the warm lips.

Then the two began a lingering kiss.

It feels cool at night, and the waning moon hangs in the night sky like a moon disk. Although the evening style of this sunny and moonlit night was cool, it did not have the slightest impact on the two of them.

At this moment, there is a lot of lust between the two, and their bodies are like being surrounded by fire.

The two of them just hugged each other tightly, kissing each other frantically for the last trace of calmness and sobriety. They seem to be completely intoxicated here, completely sinking.

At this moment, the two of them had been leaning on the wide bookcase. Intertwined with each other's passion and love.

It wasn't until Fang Xiaoxiao finally slumped under Mo Tianyao's impulse and fanaticism that her body and bones gradually slipped down on the carpet. What followed was the man's broad body pressing directly on him.

He caressed Fang Xiaoxiao's chain family affectionately, Fang Xiaoxiao couldn't care about anything at this moment, her hair was scattered between her sideburns, and even the rouge on her face was mutilated, but what did it matter?

The two of them had already reached a state of selflessness, and they couldn't even close the open window. Obviously, there was nothing left to stop them from continuing with enthusiasm.

The cool evening breeze kept blowing in from outside, and the wind gradually became stronger and stronger. But the only thing it could do was to keep the countless folds on the carpet going on and on until it extinguished every corner of the room, and it tossed around the room like goose feathers, and as the last candle in the room went out, at last, the last piece of clothing on the two of them was thrown out wildly.

Fang Xiaoxiao could feel that this man had left hot lip prints on every part of her body. And in the same way, she also responded to him with the greatest enthusiasm.

Maybe for herself at this moment, she has long forgotten what it means to be reserved, what is called the shyness that a woman's family should have, she just enjoys the caress and kiss of her beloved. Enjoy this graceful can't, tell the taste.

The breathing between each other began to squirm, and in the end, Fang Xiaoxiao couldn't help it. So she had to subconsciously make a vague and slight ** sound.

But what I didn't expect at all was that it was the ** she just made, which seemed to give the man in front of her a hint.

I saw that he hugged Fang Xiaoxiao in his arms with his strong and powerful arms, and then stepped on the paper and folds on the ground with his bare feet step by step, and then he walked to the door of the warm pavilion, just a light force, and the door was knocked open from the outside.

It is not difficult to see that there is a kang inside, which seems to allow Mo Tian to have a place to rest when he is sleepy and tired when he wants to work in the study. But there was no bedding on it, only a few satin cushions, embroidered with delicate patterns.

It looks very noble.

Mo Tianyao quietly put the little woman in his arms on the kang, and his movements were extremely gentle at the moment. It's as if something is faintly hidden, for fear that the little woman in front of her will suffer because of her own strength or inattention.

Fang Xiaoxiao didn't feel it, and after noticing his movements, the corners of her mouth gently hooked a smile. The man himself was not mistaken!