Chapter 700: Nine Thousand Years Old (48)

The night is dark.

Ning Jiuque only felt peaceful in his heart.

He knew that something, after the joy of tonight, had quietly and invisibly become different.

And he is not resistant to this change.

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Because she was his only woman, and she had never tasted love before, she was all different.

- Nope.

Ning Jiuque can be very sure, no.

This woman is different to him.

As for why it was different, Ning Jiu couldn't find an answer for a while.

But for now, that's it.

She's fine.

Even if he discovers the secret he has hidden for many years, it is equivalent to a sharp sword hanging over his head anytime and anywhere.

Except for the first flash of the most quick thought, he never thought about it......

Kill her, kill her.

Ning Jiu lowered his eyes.

The eyebrows and eyes of the woman in her arms are delicate and bright, the tail of the eyes is hooked with a touch of rouge, the plain white face is red, the red lips are bright and bloody, and the delicate and green body that was once soft and watery under the body is loosely dressed in white obscene clothes, half-covered and half-exposed but more charming.

Ning Jiu's throat rolled.

At this time, a slender hand was raised, covering his eyes, "What to see, sleep, don't look around, otherwise ......"

She said in a lazy but cool tone, "Pinch you." โ€

Ning Jiuque chuckled: "Are you willing?" โ€

"Hmph." The movements of her slender hands were not ambiguous at all, "You just try." โ€

reminded Ning Jiuque that when they met for the first time, she pounced, held him under his robe, and said, "Well, it's very good." โ€

A certain nine-thousand-year-old with an uncertain and stingy personality touched the tip of his tongue against his teeth, and suddenly he didn't want her to sleep......

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When Fenghua woke up, it was already the morning of the second day, and Ning Jiuque was naturally gone.

The bed was dry and tidy, the indoor air was fresh, and I couldn't tell what had rolled over the sheets last night.

If it weren't for the kiss marks, bite marks, and pinching marks on her pale skin, as well as the soreness between her legs, Fenghua would have thought that Ning Jiuque had never been here on a full moon night.

She suddenly remembered.

Last night, I was a little reluctant at first, but then it was completely ...... How to have fun, how to come.

It's a lot of movement.

Fenghua rubbed his forehead, shouldn't all the people who appreciate Fangyuan hear it?

If it is true, then the secret guards of the Yongwang Mansion will inevitably report to the dragon, do you want to take the opportunity to propose and leave?

By the way, what about Bi Hu and Mingzhu?

The personal maid who should have waited for the master to get up at this hour was nowhere to be found.

Fenghua got up, put on his clothes, pulled his hair casually, covered the kiss marks on his neck, and walked out of the bedroom.

Bi Hu and Mingzhu looked hurried, and came to ask for guilt: "The county lord forgives the sin, the slave and the maid and others overslept today, and they just got up, and they couldn't serve the master......"

Fenghua immediately understood.

It must have been done by a fake eunuch.

I believe that last night, not only Bi Hu and Mingzhu, the two personal maids, were unaware, but all the servants and secret guards of Xiangfang Yuan were unaware.

Since this is the case, Fenghua is relieved.

She said, "It's okay, go to the kitchen and get some delicate food." โ€

Last night's physical exertion was too great, and she was already hungry.

Seeing that her county lord was not to blame, Bi Hu Mingzhu was naturally overjoyed, and when she heard her order, she immediately responded and turned around and went to the kitchen.

At the same time, a low-key carriage slowly stopped at the gate of King Yong's Mansion.