"Lord Wang, what's wrong with you?" Tu Xiaoman held back a smile and wanted to turn around, "Lord Wang, men and women don't kiss each other, if others know about such things, how can I enter the palace to serve the saint!" ”

It was a mockery, but I didn't expect the back of Tu Xiaoman's head to be tightly wrapped by a big palm, and a soft touch on his lips made Tu Xiaoman almost surprised!!

The lips were gradually infected by the smell of the man, so that she almost forgot to resist, and the man's skills were not skilled, the two just kissed like this, without emotional pretentiousness, only the sound of thunder and lightning in her ears that was almost suspended. It was as if time had frozen in that moment.

Tu Xiaoman didn't forget, a loud noise woke her up, she pushed Ling Yi away violently, but her hands were tightly protected by him again.

"What are you going to do?" Her body trembled more and more, the water temperature gradually dropped, and it ran down her hair, and tears flowed silently from the corners of her eyes.

All the grievances and sourness these days have been vented along all this, like broken threads, rolling down to Ling Yi's hands one by one, it is so hot.

"Don't cry." For the first time, Ling Yi felt that the night of the thunderstorm was so reassuring, he just wanted to indulge in it quietly.

From childhood to adulthood, only tonight made him so greedy.

The lips were attached again, mixed with salty tears, and the pretentiousness of the lips and teeth, and the sudden kiss caught people off guard like the roar of a thunderstorm, and the fragrance slipped between the entwined tongues.

Tu Xiaoman couldn't resist and let her brain go away, she closed her eyes tightly, her heartbeat rose rapidly, the lack of oxygen in her brain made her dizzy, and after Ling Yi let go of her, she fell into his arms.

"Whew-whew-" Tu Xiaoman no longer had the strength to ask for innocence, so she fell asleep soundly in Ling Yi's arms.

Ling Yi knew what a ridiculous thing he had done, and he looked down at the woman in his arms, her slight snoring calmed people.

Probably the fear of this thunderstorm.

He got up and carried Tu Xiaoman back to the main hall.

The woman who was about to become her own concubine was in her arms, and a full sense of revenge surged into Ling Yi's heart.

He is a master and a strong general, and he is not close to women, but he is also a human being, with seven emotions and six desires, and he understands three chastity and nine spirits.

In his heart, Tu Xiaoman is more like a chess piece, a means of revenge for her.

"Sleep well." Ling Yi ordered someone to help Tu Xiaoman change into clean clothes, and let her rest in the side hall.

But this thunderstorm was noisy for a long time and refused to stop.

Ling Yi frowned, it wasn't that he couldn't help it, every thunderstorm night in the past, he would be sleepless all night. But for some reason, tonight's footsteps were always dragged and stopped outside the door of the side hall.

"After this night, this king will make you forget to clean"

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Tu Xiaoman woke up when the rooster crowed, and for some reason there was a large empty piece of land beside him, but it was still hot.

She missed a beat in her heart, she won't ..... Wouldn't she be in her original form?!

Such a big realm, I have to be like this when I am illusory.

She quickly got up and made sure that no one around her was at ease.

"I'm scared to death......" Tu Xiaoman rubbed his head, inexplicably swelling unbearable.

It should have been that she was frightened by that damn Ling Yi last night, which made her appear again and have a headache.

Tu Xiaoman pushed open the door, and the morning air was so fresh, mixed with the smell of earth and rain.

I really want to roll in the mud!!