Chapter 82: Down with the NP Heroine! (12)

Heat, extreme heat.

The ambiguous temperature reached its peak in the carriage, and Huo Ning half-closed his eyes, letting the people on his body do whatever they wanted. The limbs were fiddled with bizarre movements, and Huo Ning snorted softly, feeling that he was filled again.

In the small carriage, the spring is infinitely good.

When the clouds and rain stopped, a figure suddenly appeared, sitting on the wheel of the carriage and driving slowly towards the outside of the city.

Yin Yue put on his robe and hugged the person in his arms three points tighter.

The little boy is too clingy and refuses to leave him for a minute.

Thinking of his strange performance today and his sudden enthusiasm, Yin Yue's heart dropped by three points, and he was afraid that something had happened.

The slender fingers tapped lightly on the wooden window, the speed of the carriage slowed down, and the secret guard who temporarily acted as a coachman approached: "Your Highness." ”

"Go and find out, what's going on in Su Mansion today."

The secret guard was ordered to leave, and the car moved slowly and leisurely again.

When Huo Ning woke up, his first reaction was the soreness of his body and the strange swelling in the secret place. Uncontrollably replaying what had just happened in his mind, Huo Ning's body stiffened, and his ears were full of ambiguous red.

I didn't expect him to send his first time so easily! Yin Yue, a scumbag, actually accepted it so confidently, and even came to a carriage play quite fashionably!

Huo Ning only felt that his waist was about to break.

The curtain was suddenly lifted, and he looked up, straight into Yin Yue's dark eyes.

The two were relatively close for a long time, and in the end, Yin Yue broke this strange silence. He entered the carriage and picked up the outer robe scattered on the side and put it on for Huo Ning.

The soreness in his waist limited Huo Ning's range of movements, and he couldn't move as soon as he put on his outer robe, but Yin Yue understood that he didn't want to wear it anymore, so he had to put down the other clothes and continue to look at him silently.

Considering that Huo Ning was unwell at this time, Yin Yue did not force him, but just whispered a few words to the outside world. Huo Ning could only hear the sound of footsteps getting closer and closer, and the cloak that Yin Yue had taken back the carriage.

Shake off the cloak and drape it over Honin and put a hat on him. Yin Yue carefully gathered the scattered hair in the brim of his hat, lowered his eyes and whispered an offense, and with a strong hand, he picked up the person and walked out in Huo Ning's whispered exclamation.

The sky was already bright outside, and Huo Ning buried his head in Yin Yue's arms, letting this person use his tall body to shield him from the prying eyes of outsiders.

Yin Yue didn't look at it, his eyes stared quietly ahead, but there was always a corner of his eye that was too naughty, and he always liked to land on the slender ankle that the red cloak couldn't cover. He secretly gasped, he only felt that this kind of thing was simply suffering, he could only look at it and not touch it, and he just wanted to force him to death!

The servants on the road were all far away under the instructions of the housekeeper Uncle Ji, and Yin Yue didn't see the second person except himself all the way back. He walked into the main courtyard without squinting, opened the door and carefully placed the person on the bed.

Huo Ning was already asleep.

His eyes stopped at a few red kiss marks on his white neck, Yin Yue touched it gently, and there was a strange satisfaction in his heart. He shook his head, deeply feeling that he had been really busy and crazy all this time to have this strange feeling.

There was a gentle knock on the door, and Yin Yue knew that he couldn't stay here for long. stared at the little boy's quiet sleeping face for a long time, but finally couldn't control himself, and gently lowered his head to deepen the traces a little more.

Now, the little boy has always carried his mark.