Chapter 122: No Resistance

"What!" Widow Liu's pretty face suddenly lost blood, and the dizziness of heartache came immediately, and the sudden shock made her body sway a little, and it was difficult to stand firmly.

However, if you want to say sad and shocked, who is more shameless than the flowers.

.......

Inside the Chunyang Pavilion

"Hmm...."Hua Wuyan, who was sore and weak, began to move her somewhat soft body, her plump and shiny red lips blinked slightly, and her eyes rose accordingly.

"Hmm...", Xianwu rolled over and suddenly put his hand on her waist.

"Grunt", Hua Wuyan's heart sank, her brows frowned, and her handsome and flushed little face turned pale for a while.

With a shake of spirit, she immediately straightened up, and her hand touched her body indiscriminately, and her slippery skin swept across her trembling fingertips.

The legs moved slightly to the sides, a shallow pain welled up, and a crystal teardrop began to roll in the eye socket.

Immediately, a wave of anger caused her head to deflect slightly, and a handsome and extraordinary face came into view—

It's Xianwu.

The pain in her heart eased a little, but when she thought that the first night was gone, tears still fell from her eyes.

The fair and delicate skin on his face suddenly had two tear stains, and the hair that was a little messy on his ears and temples was slightly hidden, and the melancholy beauty of Chu Chu was fully revealed.

Xianwu, who was still asleep, seemed to be awakened by the tears that had fallen, and his eyes slowly opened, and the faceless pear with rain quickly came into his eyes, and a trace of panic swept over Xianwu's handsome face.

"Flower ....."

Before Xianwu finished speaking, Hua Wuyan's eyes drooped, and he hurriedly covered his body with clothes.

"Close your eyes and turn your head away."

There was a slight anger in the slightly hoarse voice, and there was a little more shyness and annoyance on the fair skin.

Flexible fingers flowed between the somewhat smooth but ambiguous clothes, and a squirming voice soon lingered around the entire slender and sexy body.

With his eyes closed, his thoughts were constantly floating, countless thoughts flickered in front of him, and a scented arrow soon entered his somewhat dark mind with a beam of light.

"Hua Deputy Pavilion Master, it was the arrow that was drugged last night, so it made ......" Xianwu still didn't say anything after all, and his knuckled fingers also wandered around, trying to put on his clothes, but who knew that he accidentally touched Hua Wuyan's hand that was as smooth as an eggshell.

With a "snort", Hua Wuyan instinctively retracted, and the heat emitted by the flush on her face became heavier and heavier.

"Snap", a heavy slap print fell on Xianwu's face,

"Bold." Hua Wuyan said as he quickly straightened his clothes, but his eyes were like a keen eagle, tightly locking Xianwu's tightly covered eyelids, lest he secretly open them.

Unexpectedly, Xianwu dared to open his eyes under Hua Wuyan's eyelids, and even straightened up, clasped her slender waist with a strong and powerful left hand, and held her little face with his sturdy right hand, and the hot cherry petal lips went straight to her cherry mouth.

The soft tongue went straight into her mouth and stuck out.

Hua Wuyan tried to struggle first, and kept glaring out with slightly angry eyes, but Xianwu's eyelids drooped, pretending not to know, and continued to attack inside.

Her white and jade-like hands were also constantly beating in front of Xianwu's broad chest, but the little hands that were trying to keep pushing forward were like grains of sand in front of Xianwu's strong body, and they did not play a role in resisting at all.