Before dawn that night, Lan Youlin left the garden.

Or when he came, he was silent and unnoticed.

In the next few days, Wei Huaijin did not come to this villa on the outskirts of Beijing.

Su Shengsheng was trapped in the garden, unable to find out what was happening outside, like a trapped beast, restless.

Half a month passed quickly, and Princess Huai'an was about to get married.

The entire Shengjing has been immersed in the joy of the marriage of the two countries and the princess of Qinhe, and seems to have forgotten the pain of 200,000 soldiers dying in the frontier.

This night, after the second watch, Su Shengsheng was sleeping deeply, but he heard a small sound in his dream.

When he opened his sleepy eyes, through the thin soft smoke tent, a candle flame flickered on the table of the Eight Immortals outside.

Faintly, the man lifted his soaked hands from the copper basin, wiped them, and waved his hand at the tourmaline that was waiting to be freshened.

Tourmaline retreated silently, and he walked alone to the screen, unfastened his shirt, and hung it up.

The ground in the house is scorching, and everything is warm.

Through the tent, he glanced inside the bed, then walked to the desk, pinched a brown pill, and threw it into the incense burner that had not yet been extinguished.

Like a dream, Su Shengsheng suddenly looked at the swaying figure in front of the bed, and his eyes were a little stuck.

He was like a wisp of cool breath with the fragrance of white pears, quietly and silently immersed into the room.

Bring a room of fragrance, refresh people's spleen and lungs, and pull everything into distant memories.

How long has it been?

She fell in love with him.

It seems that from the first sight, when she saw him, there was a strange attachment that broke out from the bottom of her heart.

Is it because his eyebrows and eyes are familiar?

Or his sad experience.

In short, he has always been different in her heart.

He looks like Jinyu.

It is the jade in her arms.

"Huai Jin ......"

Half-squinting, Su Shengsheng murmured softly, wanting to reach out and touch her beautiful jade.

But she was weak, her body was full of strange heat, her head was dizzy and heavy, and it was difficult to even lift her hand.

Snorting twice, Su Shengsheng pouted and looked at him aggrievedly.

"I'm sick."

The eyes are full of squeamishness.

saw that Wei Huaijin was stunned, stretched out his hand to brush her hair, his eyebrows were heavy, and he said in a low voice: "It's okay, it's just a little hot." ”

It was indeed hot, but she still pouted, "Water ......"

This little sound is extremely squeamish.

The man sitting on the edge of the bed looked at her, his eyes getting deeper and deeper, and there seemed to be a trace of hesitation in his eyes, but more of them were scorching flames.

He replied softly, "I'll go get it." ”

After a while, he took the teapot and went back to bed.

The fire was not extinguished, and he was half-dressed.

The long hair, which is meticulously tied up on weekdays, is lazily draped over his shoulders at the moment.

He glanced at her, his eyes sparkling with a glow.

Then he picked up the teapot, took a sip, and leaned over to her in her dazed gaze.

Water came from between his lips.

The water that should have been cool was warmed by his lips, and when it entered her mouth again, it was warm and salivating.

It's embarrassing......

Su Shengsheng blushed, only to feel that the heat in his body was even worse.

She twisted her waist squeamishly, her eyes were filled with water, and she said, "I want to." ”

His breath sank instantly, and she unknowingly plucked his hidden desire.

And one touch, and another.

"Huai Jin, it's so hot, water...... Still. ”

Soon the water in the pot was given to her by him.

But his breathing became heavier and heavier, his movements became more and more out of control, and he even sprinkled water on her.

The neck and chest were all water stains, but he licked them one by one, and even peeled off the soaked clothes.