Shaking his head and watching Wang Izumo run away, Youfeng covered his messy heartbeat, recalling the 'tragic' scene this morning, his face suddenly turned crimson.

She was still strange, she slept soundly last night, and she was still fighting monsters in her dream, Nangong Yehua suddenly broke into a dream, and pressed her to do a lot of inappropriate things for children, and what was even more excessive was that Nangong Yehua asked her to help him undress, and she did it in a daze.

When I woke up this morning, it's no wonder that my whole body hurts, especially my hands, and now I can't lift them up... Paralyzed, it turns out that Wang Izumo made that guy!

However, having said that, Lao Wang dared to design some of her acupoints, didn't that send her to someone's mouth openly, this is not in line with her style at all, it can't be the wrong medicine, right?

Thinking that something was wrong with Wang Izumo, Youfeng moved around the courtyard for a while, and then returned to the room slowly, and as soon as he closed the door, he was attacked by someone's hot lips and tongue, and the scorching breath came to his face, and all the exclamations that were waiting to be said turned into ambiguous moans between his lips and teeth.

After the panting kiss, Youfeng felt that someone's lips on the lip flap that were still unwilling to leave were rubbing little by little, and the light and passionate kiss fell on the face and lit up the flowers, fiery touch, there was a sense of crazy kissing, Youfeng hurriedly pulled his hair, turned his head and gasped for breath, she was about to go back to breath!

There was enough oxygen supply in my brain, and my reason came back, so I realized that I was still clinging to someone's bare and strong shoulders, and I wanted to withdraw my hand, but my eyes caught a glimpse of someone's solid chest with clear textures, and strong abdominal muscles...

The wind closed his eyes, his long eyelashes trembled, and his face was about to drip blood. Chiguoguo's seductive male color, this is the rhythm of nosebleeds?

"Hehe~" Looking at the performance of the wind up close, Nangong Yehua smiled evilly and approached and gently kissed the red and swollen lip flap, seeing that her eyelashes trembled again, she finally couldn't help laughing, picked her up and threw her into the air and caught it, "Hahaha, my curtain, my, hahaha..."

Throwing it up and down a few times like this, Youfeng's heart beat wildly, hugged his neck tightly and didn't let him play, and said angrily, "Let me go down!" ”

"No, no, you're mine!" Nangong Yehua, who was too willful, carefully pressed her on the bed, the smile between the demonic eyebrows and eyes could not be restrained any longer, her cheeks were close to the ghostly wind, she rubbed it gently, the fiery breath burned in her ears, and she coaxed her with a charming and warm hoarse voice that she couldn't refuse after only hearing it once last night, "Be good at the curtain, help me again, I can't help it..."

It's been a night of tossing, and it's still coming? Ghost Wind feels that the whole person is not good...

The sky was bright, it was close to noon, the two were still in the room, Mu Qingtian sent someone to urge him a few times, so he could eat and sleep again, he couldn't understand, was he so sleepy? It's been a day's sleep, and it's time to wake up.

In addition to the curtain Qingtian sent someone to urge, there was also a person from the Nangong family who was hiding under the window, but before he could make a move, he was slapped by Nangong Yehua's palm, and he was completely silent.

Youfeng can be regarded as a cultivator now, and she can't hide the slightest movement, she woke up the moment Nangong Yehua made a move, moved her body lazily, her slender and thick eyelashes moved, she didn't open her eyes, and said lightly, "Are you leaving?" ”

The hand holding her stiffened, and he leaned closer to her with his cheek, Nangong Yehua sighed deeply, his heart was so difficult to give up, and he hugged it tightly, his thin lips rubbed a shallow kiss on her neck, and the faint fragrance was like a poppy that couldn't be touched a little, and he became more and more addicted to it, "Is it okay to go back with me?" ”

Youfeng opened his eyes helplessly, lay on his side and looked at him, reminding, "This is my home!" ”

Nangong Yehua bit her pink lip in annoyance, looked at her with dark eyes, and gradually gathered light in her eyes, proud, and played openly, "That's also your home, go back together?" ”

“··· It's not that I can't see it, it's time to get up. This intoxicated and gentle township does not want to wake up, where is a bit of the future head of a big family, the wind pushed him, and brought the clothes that were thrown in the corner of the bed, "No matter how long you delay, you have to go back, there is your family, your responsibility." ”

"What if I miss you?" The person who was still lying on the bed asked a sentence like a liar, and threw away the clothes that Youfeng brought away, hugged the person, and the phoenix eyes were deep, looking at it darkly, and asked her to give an answer.

What can I do if I am 108,000 miles away and there is no computer video? The wind is completely out of line, "Cold salad!" ”

The little guy can't come up with an idea, and he can't soothe someone's anxiety, so he can only 'cold' her.

In the end, there was really no way, and the wind asked Nangong Yehua to bring a large mirror that could clearly reflect the figure of the person, like taking a photo, and using the method of sketching to copy the picture of the two embracing each other meticulously.

A large painting, painted on parchment that is invulnerable, is almost colored.

"Satisfied?" Her painting skills are still good, and the painting in front of her is really comparable to a real photo.

"A little!" Someone's resentment in his eyes was obviously less, and he didn't admit it arrogantly, Youfeng slightly despised it, his eyes fell on the painting again, and there was a trace of melancholy in his heart, he sighed almost imperceptibly, turned around and hugged Nangong Yehua's waist, and hid the reluctance and sadness that appeared on his face, "Take care of yourself when you go back, don't get hurt!" ”

"Good!" Looking at the painting on the table with heavy eyes, his hand caressed the back of the ghostly wind, he also had him in his heart, and he knew that he couldn't bear him! I couldn't help but hug it tighter. When the family affairs of the child are dealt with, he will soon return to her and never be separated again.

The Qianli Golden Falcon hissed, and the golden figure had already flown into the air, disappearing into the clouds in a blink of an eye, and the wind turned around and returned to the city, ordering to prepare to return to the imperial capital. It's time for her to go back and face everything and take on the responsibility of her family and country!

It's time for the mountain rain to move!

The clouds are floating in the sky, the cold wind is blowing, Nangong Yehua's soft face is gradually cold, the expressionless handsome face seems to be piled with frost, and the body exudes a cold atmosphere that is not close to the living, and the cold eyes are full of domineering and arrogant majesty that looks at the world. The reluctance to separate from the woman just now seemed to be a beautiful illusion.

The person who followed unconsciously shivered, and then touched his cold neck, he can live until now, all thanks to that person's blessing. His Royal Highness is still the cold and noble, majestic and intimidating His Highness, how could he think that His Highness can be as gentle as a spring breeze in addition to that person? It's just stupid!

The entourage was frustrated for a while, and when their respective mounts passed through the verdant deep forest in front, the Qianli Golden Falcon suddenly circled down, as if it was going to the dense forest ahead.

The attendant was puzzled, but he didn't dare to say a word, and chased after him closely, only to find that there was a person standing in the forest.