Xia Yezi's good-looking brows, who had back pain, were still wrinkled, but Murong Cheng Qianfeng flicked down the inky green silk, and his body was close to Xia Yezi's body.

"Yes. Dare enough! Xia Ye'er counted you as winning this time, but this king has a way to torture you, so you just have to wait! ”

"But this king still likes you very much at the moment—" Murong Chengqian's glass-colored eyes were clouded, and his big hand slowly stroked Xia Yezi's smooth face, adding, "Your fist!" ”

The woman smelled the man's big hand and turned her head away for a moment. Xindao, if a person like him were to be a heinous villain and bastard now!

However, the faint aroma that poured into his nose made Xia Yezi intoxicated for a moment, it was all the fist of that damn Xia Ye'er, Xia Yezi cursed secretly, it seems that Xia Ye'er in his previous life was very fond of Murong Cheng Qianfeng, what happened between them, but Murong Cheng Qianfeng hated him so much, it was the kind of hatred that hated to the bones.

The woman was confused for a moment, but she was all taken in by the man, and the corners of Murong Chengqianfeng's mouth hooked a good-looking arc, and a smug smile gradually appeared on his face.

"It seems that the prince is impatient, as a princess, do you also have to do your part to cater to the prestige of the prince like a wolf and a tiger, right?"

Xia Yezi was generous this time, and immediately threw away his clothes, and the moonlight outside the window was like a beautiful streamer scattered all over the woman's fist, crystal clear, spotless. Just like a piece of flawless jade radiating its elven light in the dark, like a snow-white and dust-free white lotus lying quietly in the water!

Xia Yezi still looked at the familiar face helplessly, with a faint knife twist in her heart, déjà vu Yan Feilai, in a trance, her boyfriend came back, as if he had been around her tightly, and he had never gone away, but he deliberately transformed into a man with a different heart to punish himself.

She wanted to question the man who loved her deeply in her previous life, why was she reborn when she was reborn, why did she want her boyfriend to be reborn as he was, but he couldn't reborn his heart, he was obviously familiar with each other, but he was not two people who loved each other? Why can't they continue the frontier? She remembered that she should go to the incense tomorrow and beg the Bodhisattva to return her ex-boyfriend.

I obviously don't want to be reluctant to steal peace, and I have obviously followed her boyfriend who fell in a pool of blood, but by mistake, she was reborn in ancient times, but her boyfriend was in the underworld, and the two couldn't stay together, and there was a yin and yang again!

Xia Yezi's eyes were gloomy, and the cold things in the moonlight slid over his face, and the cold wind froze so that his whole body immediately became a little numb, his shoulders began to curl up, his lips began to bruise, his upper and lower teeth trembled, and his waist gradually bent.

The woman's inky green silk gently hung down to her hips, and she trembled, "Lord Wang, just put your eighteen weapons over, the villain has been prepared!" ”

Xia Yezi's behavior made Murong Chengqianfeng, who was looking at her quietly, feel a little strange, and stubbornly let the cold wind outside the window cripple his jade-like fist, righteous and awe-inspiring! Men are like enjoying a landscape, revealing their own curiosity.

I don't know why I don't like to see Murong Chengqianfeng like Xia Yezi. The big hand directly grabbed the quilt and threw it at Xia Yezi accurately, "Torture yourself, so that this king will be disappointed!" ”

Murong Cheng's dry and gloomy eyes swept over the pair of feet and stomachs in front of him that trembled with Xia Yezi's trembling, and once again issued a demonic gaze, and he looked away a little reluctantly.

Walking straight to the window, the man lowered the wooden frame of the window, and the moonlight quietly disappeared out of the blurred window.

"But this king will not do what you want, this king will hurt you well tonight!" After saying that, he untied his clothes, and soon revealed his strong muscles, but he didn't know why he was so anxious to hug Xia Yezi, who ignored the quilt like an ice cube! The moment the man's fiery fist hugged Xia Yezi, the cold air like ice tightly lingered around him.

Xia Yezi suddenly had a feeling of sending charcoal in the snow, and couldn't help but blame herself fiercely, overestimating herself and being too conceited.

However, the purpose of this charcoal is not pure, Xia Yezi still sneered at the man with his arms tightly wrapped around his body with his personal opinion, and the faint fragrance of medicine penetrated his heart.

The woman's fist was tightly close to the man with a warm breath, the woman sniffed, swallowed and spit, still a little blushing and heartbeating, when she felt the hardness under her body against her lower abdomen, her face turned even redder, and she withdrew from her power, but the smooth fist was tightly imprisoned in a deep pool with enough strength to engulf herself.

I don't know when Xia Yezi was tightly entangled with the familiar but unfamiliar Murong Cheng Qianfeng, the window inside the curtain tent was gentle, and the wind outside the window blew the slightest sound of branches.

The next day, when the sunlight swept through the crimson window lattice, Xia Yezi was still squeaking and twisting her thin body towards a heat source, and her hair was plush and fixed on the long arm that she had unconsciously stretched over.

Murong Chengqianfeng's face showed an evil and smug smile. It was the first time he had gotten up in the morning and he hadn't left in such a hurry, and he hadn't seen her lazy look!

The man hugged her quietly like this, and suddenly a pleasant feeling rose in his heart, but the appearance of a woman other than flashed in his mind, and his heart became cold, and he immediately withdrew his honey-colored arm firmly, and then his glass-colored eyes exuded a trace of disgust and cruelty towards the woman on horseback.

Murong Cheng Qianfeng suddenly pushed away the person in his arms, immediately got up and got dressed, turned around, frowned and looked at the woman who was sleeping barely, still settled in a sweet dream, and watched the woman jump up like a beautiful jade arm forged by a flower brocade soaked in the cold air in the air, and he was a little reluctant! So he turned his waist and pulled the quilt to the woman in his dream, and then turned around and strode away.

Xia Yezi was actually woken up by a toss because he was pushed down by the man, but when he was worried that the bloodthirsty man might not be able to make him angry and nosebleed, the woman still threw a little clever and pretended to fall asleep, and when the warmth was handed to her snort again, she couldn't help but tremble in her heart, and said what he was going to do.

But when he felt that Murong Cheng Qianfeng stopped to cover the brocade for the woman and his fist gradually warmed, it surprised the woman, could it be that he still had some humanity? She doubts! Or was he really dreaming, or was the man suddenly having a nervous breakdown?