There was a faint sound outside the window and a gentle knock on the window lattice. It seemed to be raining lightly. The candle of the bean is blown out. The only sound left in the room was the sound of each other's breath.

Holding his breath with his sleeves. Open all your senses to capture the darkness. Kangxi's every move. Long. I felt that he carefully held her in his arms. It's like carrying a rare treasure.

The rain outside the window was getting heavier. Strings of water rolled down the eaves. Hit on the leaves of the plum under the eaves. There was a soft rustling sound. This hug. The sleeves seem to be extraordinarily long.

Long. She felt warm fingers gently shudder through the wet hair that knotted together at the back of her head. Spread them comfortably on the pillow. The warmth of her fingers touched the coolness of her ears. Extraordinarily warm and comfortable.

The room was pitch black and I couldn't see. Huai Sleeve could feel Kangxi's hand rise and fall calmly. His coat was slowly peeled off. The bare skin on the shoulders is a little cold. She shuddered. A feathery kiss was imprinted on her bare shoulder.

The body with sleeves couldn't help but tighten tighter. The scent of ambergris wafting from his nose wrapped around his lips. Along the neckline all the way. Fingers slid to her chest. Fingertips are calm and elegant. It's like drawing a picture and plucking a song.

I only feel my own heart. Moved from the chest to the throat and eyes. My throat is tight and I always want to swallow something. The skin seems to be warmed by slow fire. As Kangxi's fingers wanted to boil all the way, it became hotter and hotter. Some gasped uncontrollably.

Reach out. I wanted to find his hand to stop his wandering fingers. Hold his arm. But he couldn't exert any strength.

Tonight. Kangxi's behavior was really unexpected. She wanted to make a noise to resist. The throat rolled. The voice evoked inexplicably changed from "Long Live Lord" to "Xuanye ......"

Kangxi tightened his arms suddenly. A low voice and a hot and humid breath hit my ears: "Call again"

Wai Sleeve didn't react to what he asked her to call. I was stunned. Kangxi bit her earlobe with his teeth. Whispered coaxing: "Call me again." Good ......"

This time, Huai Sleeve only understood. Licked his parched lips. He said softly: "Xuan ......" behind the word Ye only vaguely spit out an outline. The lips were sealed again. The warm palm ironed her skin inch by inch. I couldn't help but burn blood. Even the brain was boiled into a thick paste.

They had kissed countless times. Combined with the round room in her boudoir in the General's Mansion, it is counted. But none of them are like this. Ferocious licking and kissing and biting. It makes people so emotional.

Right. Emotional.

One hand in his sleeve pressed against Kangxi's chest. A hand clasped his shoulder. When he kissed him so much. My mind was suddenly shocked by this fragrant rhetoric that suddenly appeared. It's too late to think deeply. His gentle stroking hand on her lower back, her abdomen, and back increased his strength. Kiss her deeper.

Suppressed gasps. An inexplicable pleasure crept up in her mind. She couldn't figure out why she was so happy. Just over and over again, I naturally want to respond to his kisses. Until his hot skin pressed against her moist and slightly cool body. She finally felt a kind of full and warm comfort. Snorted. Arms around his neck.

Wai Sleeve knew what was going to happen next. But I feel like no matter what happens. It should all come naturally.

But even so. When he entered her body. She was still subconsciously resistant. After all, she has been used to it all these years. His sudden invention. It made her a little overwhelmed and a slight pain caused by living alone all year round.

Feel the resistance of the sleeves. Kangxi forcibly strangled the action. A nice snort is noticeably short. The palm of her hand was still gently swaying on her smooth back. His sweaty forehead pressed against hers and asked, "Does it hurt?" The sound was as deep as a gust of wind before a storm. The tail note is like a small hook. It made her heart tremble.

She nodded aggrievedly. But the hand was on his shoulder without will. Hold him firmly. It's easy to pull back a little bit of sanity. The voice trembled slightly in his ear: "It hurts a little...... It's just that...... Tonight in the ruined temple. Fear...... Out of place......"

Kangxi's hand wrapped around her waist. Hoarse said: "No matter." ”

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Kangxi forgot how long it had been since he slept so dark and sweet. until a high-pitched rooster crows. Only then did he bring it back to the present world from his ghostly dream. When you slowly open your eyes. There is still a faint scent of peach blossoms in the dream.

Subconsciously reach out and touch the futon next to you. It's cold. It looks like I've been up for a long time. Kangxi sat up and felt a little lost in his heart.

On a wooden bench beside the bed were neatly stacked the plain brocade robe he wore inside. The light in the room is a little dim. It was bright outside the wooden window. Cheerful birdsong can be faintly heard.

Kangxi dressed well. Walk slowly out of the room. When standing on the stone steps in front of the door. only to raise his eyes. The light of his eyes was already shaken by the steaming clouds in front of him.

From the bottom of the stairs to the front of the door. The flowers and trees are scorching. Clusters of rouge on the flowers. There are many peaches. With the breeze gusting down, a peach blossom snow fell on the ground.

Kangxi had an epiphany at this point. There are people. It can turn the originally prosperous days into bloody poison. For example, Concubine Yu. And there are people. It can also be a sad day. Blossom into a tree. For example, sleeves. It's all about temperament.

I just finished washing my clothes. is wrapping Kangxi in her moon-white brocade coat last night. Dry on bamboo poles between the branches. Footsteps are heard. When I turned around, I saw Kangxi standing on the stone steps in a daze. I was about to speak. saw a figure flashing behind Kangxi.

"Long live the Lord beware." Huai Sleeve sighed softly. The person has jumped neatly in front of Kangxi. didn't have time for Kangxi to react. He had been pulled behind him.

Kangxi suddenly discovered. These years outside the palace. It seems that the sleeves are becoming more and more swift and neat.

Sideways gaze over the top of the head with a sleeve. Kangxi saw the immature little man who was similar to himself. Yesterday, I also chatted and played games with myself with a smile on my eyebrows. At this moment, a wooden sword was lying in front of him. frowned at a pair of good-looking sword eyebrows and glared angrily at himself.

It's like. Even when he was angry, he looked like him. Kangxi drew warmth and laughter between his eyebrows. Before he opened his mouth to stop it. "I guess your true purpose. It didn't hurt me. And you want to talk to me. ”

The sleeves are still frowning. He reprimanded in a deep voice: "Xu'er." Don't be rude. Put down your sword. "When speaking. I wanted to step forward. The arm was pulled by Kangxi.

Huai Sleeve looked back at Kangxi. saw that Kangxi always had gentle eyebrows and eyes. I couldn't see the slightest annoyance: "Qiu'er just hasn't figured out some things yet." Let me talk to him. When Kangxi spoke. Regardless of the sleeves, his eyes were full of melancholy. Walked straight to the child.

"I'll talk to you before I win the sword in my hand." Her cheeks puffed out stubbornly. His face was flushed. Swing a sword. The body jumped smartly. The blade of the sword had swept towards Kangxi's front door.

ps: Finally pushed his sleeves into Kangxi's arms again. Yu Xiao's fingers trembled excitedly. The hot tea soup spilled the keyboard. Woo woo~ A string of red blisters on his hands.

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