Chapter 309: Beautiful

When Wei Luo woke up again, Mao Mao Yingji, Jingling was still asleep.

But by this time, he had turned her head over and placed it on his chest, and his hand rested on her thin waist, and the limbs of the two were no longer entangled.

Wei Luo didn't need to look up, he could clearly feel his warm and steady breathing, and the sound of his breathing was particularly calm.

Wei Luoshen stepped out and gently hugged his cat Eiji's waist.

Last night's love, except for the fact that he was a little gentle at the beginning, was full of uncontrollable violent possession. At that moment, he seemed to want to vent all the desires of the past three years overnight. And she herself was also dizzy by the stormy love, she could only passively bear and passively feel.

Thinking of last night, Wei Luo was embarrassed. Cat Cat Eiji made a small hand and slowly ** on his spacious and firm chest. Her fingertips felt the texture and hardness of her skin.

This is her man. It's her man!

A smile appeared on the corner of Wei Luo's mouth, she rubbed her face on her chest in obsession, and sighed softly.

I don't know why, after saying that Mao Mao Yingji left last night, she herself was actually a kind of panic and a kind of fear. At that moment, her chest was so stuffy that she couldn't vent out.

Therefore. When last night's storm came, she was so happy.

Wei Luo looked up at him.

Her man slept soundly, and the perennial frowning brow was completely relaxed at this moment. His thin lips swept upward, as if in a good dream, smiling in the dream.

Seeing the smile on the corner of his lips, Wei Luo's cat Eiji was also in a good mood. She reached out and gently stroked his thin lips.

The tender white fingers gently followed his lip line, tracing it.

paddling and paddling, suddenly, Jingling's mouth opened, and her fingers were firmly slammed. Cat Cat Eiji he woke up.

Wei Luo blushed and said softly, "Awake? ”

"Yes." Mao Mao Ying Erjing Ling responded with his eyes closed. He stretched out his hand to hug her slippery waist, and after arousing her goosebumps, he didn't open his eyes, and said hoarsely, "Xiao'er." ”

"Huh?"

"Are you still tired?"

Wei Luo's face flushed, and she said angrily: "I'm tired." ”

The corners of Jingling's mouth raised, his fingers were on her bare waist**, and he laughed in a sand voice: "Of course, I am also tired for my husband." ”

He rolled over and slept on his side, opening his eyes to look at Wei Luo.

His gaze went from her bare breasts to her lower body.

Feeling his burning gaze, Wei Luo suddenly woke up, and neither of them had covered the quilt. Oh my God, it's still late spring, and it's so cold at night, she actually forgot to help him cover the quilt, and I don't know if she will catch the wind cold?

Thinking of this, Wei Luoping consciously reached out and probed his forehead. Well, the forehead body temperature is normal.

Wei Luo met his burning eyes, and suddenly realized that his actions were redundant. At this time, on her breasts, a big hand was caressing.

Wei Luo's face turned red, and only then did she remember that she had been there.

He hurriedly bowed down, quickly pulled the brocade quilt, and firmly wrapped himself into a zongzi.

Then, she slapped her own hand into the quilt, very restless big hand, and said, "It's not early, let's get up." ”

Jing Ling gave birth to a lazy waist in **, yawned, and muttered, "I really don't want to." ”

Wei Luo glared at him, and when Jing Ling saw this, he immediately said solemnly: "When the time comes, the temple people will summon themselves." ”

Temple people are the official title of eunuchs.

As soon as he said this, a eunuch shouted sharply outside, "Your Majesty, it's time to stay." ”

Jing Ling sighed. He lowered his head, imprinted a kiss on his faint forehead, and finally stretched out two licks and said complainingly: "I'm still tired." ”

Saying this, he rolled over, picked up his robe naked, and put it on. Tears floated past Wei Luo huddled under the quilt, his eyes wide open at his naked body. Jingling's body is extremely beautiful, and sometimes, the human body is so beautiful that it can also make people feel like they can't leave. After Wei Luo glanced at it a few times, she suddenly felt Jing Ling staring at her with a smile, her little face flushed, and she closed her eyes tightly again, pretending not to see anything.

Her appearance made Jingling laugh.

The door opened, and the palace maids swam in, taking towels, salt, and other things, and began to help him wash.

After a while, wearing a black robe, the Hou crown was towering, and the Jin Junhou who was as calm as a mountain appeared in front of Wei Luo's eyes. After wearing formal clothes, his whole person has a sense of superiority.

Wei Luo looked at it, a little in a trance.

Jing Ling stretched out his arms, and the palace maid helped him straighten the jade belt, hair and robe, and he took two steps towards the bed. When he came to Wei Luo, he lowered his head and pecked her little mouth, and then, he leaned close to her ear and said in a low voice, "Xiao'er, I was reckless last night." ”

There was a kind of embarrassment in his voice. Until now, Wei Luo's ice skin is still full of fingerprints.

When Wei Luo heard him say this, he couldn't help but look at him with a smile, and said in the same small voice: "The master was very gentle last night. In this case, with her expression, of course, it is the opposite.

Jing Ling snorted lightly, and took a sip on Wei Luo's small mouth, and just as she was exhaling in pain, he said in a hoarse voice: "Xiao'er, sleep peacefully, wait for me to return." ”

"Yes."

The two looked at each other and smiled, with infinite tenderness.

Jingling did not delay for long.

But an hour, Wei Luo had just finished washing, and he returned.

He came to the door and stood against the door, smiling at the corners of his mouth, quietly looking at Wei Luo, who was in the dresser.

The red robe is like fire, the jade face is flushed, and the corners of the eyes are **.

Jingling sighed softly.

His sigh woke Wei Luo up. Wei Luo turned her head hurriedly, and the moment she saw him, she smiled. In an instant, a hundred flowers bloom.

Jingling is stupid.

He stared at Wei Luo, waved his right hand, and the palace maids hurriedly bowed and retreated.

He came behind Wei Luo.

Reaching out and pressing on her shoulder, Jingling looked at the jade-faced face in the bronze mirror, lowered his head, and kissed her lightly on the top of her forehead.

After the kiss, he picked up the comb on the side, and then, he tugged, spread Wei Luo's half-coiled hair, and combed her.

In the bronze mirror, it was Wei Luo's disbelief, staring at the boss's dark jade eyes.

Jingling, can actually comb his hair?

Jing Ling did not raise his eyes.

He ran his fingers through her hair. His movements are sometimes light and sometimes heavy, and he does not feel comfortable. However, he did not hurt her.

He was trying to control his strength, carefully and carefully.

Wei Luo's hair was long, and it was draped around his waist.

He combed and combed her long hair back thinly. Half turned to the side, reaching out to remove his crown. Then, he ** tied his hair jade, and let his long hair go down.

He frowned, took a strand of her hair, and a strand of his own hair in Wei Luo's wide eyes, and then, he put down the comb and tied it in a thin knot.

He's tying the hair of the two.

Wei Luo's eyes were sour.

She lowered her eyes.

At this time, Jingling's deep voice came in her ears, "At that time, the child got up every morning and knotted his hair, did he wish to never be separated?" ”

Wei Luo's eyes were very sour, the corners of her eyes were moist, she lowered her head, pursed her lips, and did not speak.

Jing Ling carefully entwined the two strands of hair together and muttered: "I didn't know at the time, but when I found out, Xiao'er had become someone else's wife." Every morning when I wake up, the heart aches to remember. ”

His voice was very soft, very soft, very deep.

It's like a sigh.

Wei Luo, who lowered her head and said nothing, two lines of tears slowly flowed from the corners of her eyes.

As soon as the tears reached his cheeks, a large hand reached up to his left cheek and gently stroked the tears away. Then the hand reached to her right chin and wiped away the tears.

Jing Ling lowered his head.

She closed her eyes, pressed her lips to the top of his head, and remained motionless.

Wei Luo blinked, and another line of tears fell.

Gradually, a faint choking sound overflowed uncontrollably from the throat.

Jingling heard it, and he called: "Xiao'er, don't be sad again." ”

Wei Luo didn't answer, she swooped her head away.

Because the turn was too urgent, the two of them knotted tightly, their long hair was tightened, and the scalps of the two of them were painful.

Wei Luo turned around and reached out to wrap his arms around his waist. He was buried in his chest and sobbed lowly.

After a while, her choking stopped. After a while, Wei Luo's slightly uneasy voice came from his chest low, "It really touches my heart." ”

She's explaining. Wei Luo knew his character, and he didn't like to dwell too much on the past.

Jingling hugged her even tighter.

For a moment, his low voice came from above her head, "Child." ”

"Huh?"

"It's a sunny day, why don't you go to the market?"

He's asking her out on the street.

Wei Luo was overjoyed, and she hurriedly responded, "Yes, yes." ”

At this time, where is the slightest choking in her voice?

Jing Ling pressed her to the collapse and reached out to untie the knotted hair of the two.

However, when he knotted it, he was afraid that the knot would not be tight enough, it was really entangled and entangled, and it was twisted and wound again and again at this time, where could it be untied for a while? The more you unravel, the tighter it gets.

Jingling frowned and shouted, "Someone! ”

The four palace maids stepped forward in response, bowed their heads and responded, "No." ”

"Untie it!"

"No."

Wei Luo, who lowered his head, looked at Jingling with a little amusement.

A maid stepped forward and untied their long hair for the two of them.

She was ready to do it, and Wei Luo shouted, "No. ”

After drinking the palace maid, she took the scissors, cut off the two strands of hair, and then, carefully clear, tied them up, and wrapped them in a handkerchief.

Jing Ling tilted her head and watched her actions with interest.

After a while, Wei Luo wrapped his hair. She looked up at Jing Ling, her apricot eyes blinked, and she smiled as she tucked her handkerchief into the pocket in the collar of his middle coat.

After putting it away, Wei Luo patted his chest with a smile and said, "Don't lose it." ”

Jing Ling shook his head, he reached out and grabbed her little hand, and strode out.

As soon as he stepped up, Wei Luo screamed softly. Jing Ling turned around and asked, "How?" ”

"Nothing."

Wei Luo smiled, clasped his hand with his backhand, and walked out. Her **, she tossed hard last night, and it hurt a little to walk like this, but she is a martial arts practitioner, so this pain is nothing.

Jing Ling stared at her, and when the two of them walked to the door, he suddenly remembered.

At that moment, he stretched out his hands and hugged Wei Luo by the waist. In Wei Luo's low voice, he laughed and said, "Come on, use witch medicine to get the injury." ”

"No."

Jingling hugged Wei Luo, put her in **, his upper body sank, and he pressed her so hard, staring at Wei Luo's face who was close to him with a smile, and after winking at her, he asked, "Xiao'er, was it a husband last night?" ”

Wei Luo was annoyed.

Without waiting for her to speak, Jing Ling grinned proudly again, revealing eight snow-white teeth, "Duh! If the child is safe and sound, he can still play, but how can he save face for his husband? After rubbing people, he ignored Wei Luo's beating, and after ordering the palace maids to put down the wound medicine, he drank and ordered them to retreat. And he himself forcibly pulled Wei Luo's belt to help her with medicine.

Wei Luo struggled endlessly.

Jing Ling suppressed her two small hands with one hand, and said with a low smile: "Hugh, Hugh! I am tired and will have to wait for the evening before I can go back to Dunlun. ”

He's saying he's just medicating her right now.

In the past two days, I was moved and guilty by the rise in pink tickets, and after thinking about it, I decided to add more as appropriate from tomorrow. （）

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Chapter 309: Beautiful