Wu Qizhe kissed Ning Rong's red chun, and said with a smile: "Madam, aren't you also enjoying it?" ”

Ning Rongqiao blushed and didn't admit it: "It's clear that you are happy alone, what do I have to be happy about." ”

"The things of men and women are meant to make both parties happy, so that they can be regarded as real enjoyment/receiving." Wu Qizhe grabbed Ning Rong's jade hand.

"You men don't have a good heart." Ning Rong said embarrassedly: "I obviously took a big advantage, and I still look like I am flattering." ”

"Yes, Madame is right." Wu Qizhe smiled and said, "Then do you want me to curry favor again." Then he lowered his head and grabbed Ning Rong's red lips.

Ning Rong gently patted Wu Qizhe's shoulder twice, and then indulged in it, hugged the other party's neck with both hands, and took the initiative to send her own cloves.

After a lot of obsession, just when Wu Qizhe wanted to rehearse what happened last night, he was pushed away by Ning Rong.

"Madam, why are you doing this?" Wu Qizhe looked at Ning Rong with some depression.

Ning Rong glanced at him with a resentful expression, and said coquettishly: "You were like a beast yesterday, and you hurt others, and now I can't serve you." ”

"Really?" Wu Qizhe said suspiciously.

"It's not true." Ning Rong glared at Wu Qizhe and said dissatisfiedly: "It's not all your fault, I don't know how to pity others at all." ”

"My good Rong'er, I'm sorry, forgive me." Wu Qizhe pulled Ning Rong into his arms and comforted softly.

Ning Rong slapped Wu Qizhe's shoulder heavily, and said with a coquettish smile: "Even if we are evened out now, we will see if you dare to be so rude/rude in the future." She leaned softly into each other's arms, her face full of sweet smiles.

If it weren't for knowing Ning Rong's personality, Wu Qizhe wouldn't have believed that the weak-looking woman in front of him would be a femme fatale who could kill her husband with her own hands.

"Whatever Rong'er says is what it is!" Wu Qizhe nodded.

Ning Rong raised her big bright and shining eyes to look at Wu Qizhe, and said with a smile: "You never called me Rong'er before, why did you suddenly change your name last night." ”

Wu Qizhe's big hand and Ning Rong's small hand were entangled, and he said, "It's always Mrs. Madame's call, don't you get tired of listening to it?" Wouldn't it be nice to change the name? ”

"yes, just a different name." Ning Rong then smiled again: "I like this title very much, it means that you and the two of us have a new beginning, do you say that you are a husband?" ”

"I think so too, don't worry about the past." Wu Qizhe gently enned Rong's eyebrows: "I will always be good to Rong'er." ”

Ning Rongmei's pretty face had a faint expression, and she spoke faintly after a long time: "I hope you will do what you say, and Rong'er will also be dedicated to her husband." ”

Wu Qizhe smiled dumbly, just listen to Mrs. Ning Rong's words, he didn't dare to let down his guard against this scheming beauty.

"Rong'er." Wu Qizhe smiled, his hand already in the quilt.

"Husband...."Ning Rong called out sweetly/greasy/greasy/, and pushed away Wu Qizhe's hand unrelentingly, Jiao said dissatisfiedly: "You don't feel sorry for people at all, everyone has said that you are uncomfortable, and you still want to mess around." The slender willow eyebrows frowned slightly, and I couldn't say what I felt sorry for.

"My good Rong'er, it's my husband, right." Wu Qizhe held Ning Rong in his arms, he was not in a hurry anyway, and he was really a little crazy last night, which really tired this beautiful woman.

Ning Rong looked proud, her red lips curved into a beautiful arc like a crescent, you just can't say anything to your heart, men always don't cherish things that are easy to get, she shouldn't let him succeed so easily last night, of course, she is really a little uncomfortable, although she can barely serve a man, but she is not willing to wronged herself.

Or is this man worth her grievances, of course, the other party's martial arts are far above her, if she is really strong, she can't resist, but fortunately, he still knows how to take care of himself, which also makes Ning Rong slightly moved.

Besides, if she really didn't want to, she wouldn't let the man in front of her succeed, although the other party's strength accounted for a large part of the reason, but on the other hand, this is also a place full of fatal attraction to women.

Even if a woman is strong, she also hopes to find a man who can control herself, even if she usually behaves unruly, she also has her own softness and sense of min.

Wen Taiji was left in the Imperial Dragon Castle, the Zong family will definitely deal with it, if she is to lead the Imperial Dragon Castle, it is really difficult to confront the Zong family, and she has to pretend to be strong on the surface, but who knows if she is afraid of her private worries.

But this man, the man who wants his own body, can bring her this sense of security, at least she doesn't have to worry about the threat from the Zong family all the time.

As for her son Wanyan Zheng, it is her last limit, if this man does not hurt Ah Zheng, then everything is easy to say, if he hurts Ah Zheng, then she will fight for jade and burn, and she will not let the other party's purpose succeed.

Sadly, the pretty face that was still full of smiles suddenly became sad.

"Rong'er, what's wrong with you?" Wu Qizhe tightened Ning Rong's graceful body and asked softly.

"I'm worried, I'm worried about Azheng!" Ning Rong met Wu Qizhe's gaze with a solemn expression.

"Ah Zheng has nothing to worry about, my second son of the Royal Dragon Castle, who else dares to disadvantage him?" Wu Qizhe asked rhetorically.

Ning Rong looked at Wu Qizhe faintly, I was worried about you, but I didn't say it.

"Rong'er, don't worry, no one didn't hurt Ah Zheng." Wu Qizhe pinched Ning Rong's palm, which can be regarded as making his own promise.

"That's great." As if she understood the meaning of Wu Qizhe's words, Ning Rong took the initiative to send her own incense chun and kiss the man's cheek.

Wu Qizhe naturally would not be satisfied with a simple incense, and holding Ning Rong in his arms was naturally reckless and frivolous.

Ning Rong's cheeks were ruddy, and her eyes were even more charming and could drip water, and she could feel that the temperature on her body was extremely warm, all of which were caused by the stinky man in front of her.

Her eyes were misty, her white jade fingers stretched out to Wu Qizhe's face, and her sky-blue nails gently rubbed the skin on his face, compared to this face, she still liked the young and handsome face more, but it was a pity that she couldn't poke it directly, so she could only wait for him to fall asleep before secretly taking a few looks.

"Madame, you are so beautiful!" Wu Qizhe admired Mrs. Ning Rong's stunning appearance and said sincerely.

"So what are you waiting for?!" The murmuring tone and the goblin-like eyes are really fascinating!

"Didn't you say you were hurt before, how could I bear to hurt Madame." Wu Qizhe pretended to hesitate.

"Bad people, you have to take the initiative." Ning Rong glanced at Wu Qizhe charmingly, and enthusiastically sent her own incense.

It is destined to be a spring/light/bright morning!!

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