Lu Qingfeng raised his hand to stroke the little girl's face, warm, he was frightened every day, it was not easy for the little girl to take the initiative to give her arms, where was she willing to let go, one hand held her head, one hand held her waist to protect her stomach, Lu Qingfeng began to rest assured to conquer the city, absorb the honey in the little wife's mouth, and soothe the bitterness in his heart.

Yuan Muqing was kissed in a daze, and soon lost herself, I don't know how long it was, Lu Qingfeng kissed her lightly on the lips, reluctantly left the water-stained lips, leaned out, pulled the reins of the carriage, and the wheels rolled slowly, leaving Yuan Muqing alone in the car, his cheeks crimson.

Nanfu

There was turmoil in the capital for a while, but no one was running around the streets in a panic

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