Fruity.

This kiss is also wanton.

Duan Jinming just followed the impulse of his head, probed into her lips and teeth, and groped carefully, but he was thinking about it, as if he had accidentally offended His Majesty.

But it seems that His Majesty doesn't mind being offended too much.

Her eyebrows were crooked, and she was very satisfied with Duan Jinming's impulsiveness.

This kind of thing doesn't seem to require much experience, cough, at least that's what General Duan thinks.

He can be strong in blood when he goes to war, or he can be extremely gentle when he kisses.

Probably stimulated by this situation, Duan Jinming's hand gradually fell on her back uncontrollably, the fire ignited in his eyes, and he inadvertently touched her hairpin, and her jet-black hair fell like a fan in an instant, and even exuded a faint fragrance, which was particularly annoying.

Duan Jinming unconsciously hooked her clothes, half of the clothes slipped off, and her left shoulder, which was as white as jade, was exposed, but fortunately there was a white undershirt inside.

It wasn't until he touched the smooth skin that Duan Jinming was stunned, and then he realized what he had done.

He coughed lightly, looked away, reached out and pressed the half of the piece of clothing that had fallen off, and pulled it up without a trace.

"Well, let's find spring water to clean it first."

God did just that.

Fu Xin was also stunned, feeling itchy on his face, he reached out and wiped it gently, only to realize that it was the juice of red berries, and he couldn't help twitching the corner of his mouth, almost forgetting about this stubble.

Hey, she always thought that Duan Jinming just liked her a little but didn't like her very much, except that it was easier to get along with her, this guy's usual performance really didn't make people see why, but now it turns out that she was wrong, otherwise she wouldn't have kissed me naturally when she was in love.

The two found mountain spring water and simply washed their hair and face.

There's not so much attention to it in this place, and your hair can only be dried if it's wet.

General Duan was informal, and after shaking his hair twice, he casually wiped the water on his face with his hands, there was no expression on his resolute face, and he was even a little indifferent, but his eyes still had some desire, and his wide clothes were a little close because of the wet water, which made Fu Xin stunned to smell a wild smell from Duan Jinming's body.

She raised an eyebrow and asked with a smile, "Hey, shall we continue?" ”

The posture of leaning on the big tree at will looks a little free, and the peach blossom eyes are like water, which is emotional.

Duan Jinming's eyes flashed across the moment of amazement, and he directly proved two words with his actions - continue.

The sun is approaching, and the sun is blazing.

He kissed her inch by inch, from her forehead, to her cheeks, to her lips.

Fu Xin felt a little itchy, and couldn't help but stretch out his hand and put it on his neck, but the next second he was gently buckled, slowly brought to his waist, and landed on the silky streamer.

His generous palm has been cocooned because of his perennial sword practice and martial arts, but this rough feeling gives people a feeling of intimate contact, so that Fu Xin can't help but turn her face away, and her cheeks are dyed red, as if the red glow on the horizon has gently swept the fat powder on her cheeks, which is very beautiful.

Duan Jinming's eyes were slightly dark, his hand held the verdant jade hand, and slowly ripped open the streamer around her waist, the snow-white streamer flew in the air like an ethereal hazy smoke, and then floated down, lying quietly on the grass.

"Duan Jin Mingming, don't look as serious as fighting, smile."

"Duan Jinming! Don't act like fighting..."The last fierce word was stuck in her throat, and before she could make a sound, she was replaced by a soft moan of crying father and scolding her mother in pain.

......

It wasn't until the night was dark and the two were extremely tired that they slowly tidied up their clothes and went to the inn to stay.

The shopkeeper saw that there were still vague ambiguous marks on the necks of the two people, and couldn't help but look at them twice.

Seeing this, Fu Xin put the silver two on the counter, knocked his index finger on the table, and chuckled: "Don't look at it, the little man I raised, look at it again, blindfold you!" ”

Duan Jinming raised his eyebrows and glanced at her, with warmth in his heart, the corners of his lips curved slightly, and slowly spoke towards the store.

"Don't mind, my beloved wife is messing around."

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