Chapter Ninety-Five: The Round House (3)

Her hot body walked down his cool shoulders, loose dresses drifting out of their rightful place.

"Huo Zun—"

She struggled to let out a muffled voice, like a whisper, like a soft moan, but whatever the nature, it made waves in his heart.

"Don't be afraid, it's me!"

He replied in her pink ear, fingers running from her cheek to her neck and then over her shoulder, cooling her hot skin.

The flames were still screaming in her body, as if to push her into the sea of flames.

She met his kiss and couldn't help but bite down. With the previous lesson, he was much quicker in his escape this time.

There was a strong sense of loneliness and vacancy from Xia Qian's heart-scratching body, and her delicate fingers tightly held his cold neck, and a spark of seductiveness flashed in her floating eyes, and she couldn't help but call his name again.

Huo Zun's shoulders floated, he took a deep breath and retreated from the clothes on his body, leaning down, he met her rosy thin lips again, and occupied an absolute position when the fragrant tongue was entangled, not giving her a chance to bite herself.

Her soft pant blended with the sound of his heavy breathing, and the ambiguous aura spread throughout the bedroom.

The tearing pain of her body rushed into her mind unexpectedly, and she shuddered violently, her eyes wide in panic.

Huo Zun was stunned, his dark eyes met her charming water eyes, and he comforted her tenderly: "Don't be afraid, it's me!" ”

Watery tenderness spread across his face, and he smiled softly and kissed her thin lips, his big bony hands gently distracting her attention.

Xia Qian's delicate and moist cheeks glowed with charming peach blossoms under the action of wine, and the hot skin was close to his cool and burly body.

He smiled and wrapped his arms around her waist and imprinted a deep kiss on her neck.

"Xia Qian, we are husband and wife!"

"Hmm-"

It seems to be a response, and it is like a soul-stirring whisper.

The stab in his ear caused his already heated body to change further.

The bed floated in the soft light sprinkled by the night pearl, and the pain that ran through her body hit her, and in the cold sweat that kept pouring out, Xia Qian's mind was in a trance, and the scene in front of her completely became nothing.

In the other room, the lights were bright.

Bai Bing hurriedly circled around the room with a teacup: "Yu Nuan, she is still young and her body is so weak, I always feel unsteady in my heart!" ”

Yu Nuan looked at the dark night sky outside the window, sighed lightly and said, "The east courtyard is so close, I'm afraid that if you don't round the house, you will have to cause some trouble." Everyone can see the young master's love for her, don't worry, it'll be fine! ”

"There are so many warm wines, but I watched Mingyu pour all the young master and young lady. With this kind of anger tonight, I'm afraid the young master himself will be unable to control himself! ”

"The young master has been practicing martial arts for many years, and his internal strength is deep and calm, so he should be able to force the wine out. Besides, the young lady and he like each other, and the round house is also a natural thing. Women in Yi generally get married late, and in our Nankang, it is common to get married at the age of fourteen. ”

Hearing Yu Nuan say this, Bai Bing sighed lightly and sat back at the table.

Yu Nuan's eyes fell on the big red lantern outside the window, and asked Bai Bing thoughtfully: "These four maids of the young master, who do you think leaked out of the fact that the two of them did not have a round room!" ”

"This? At least Qingyue won't! The other three maids, two are lively and cute, one is taciturn, and rarely walks out of the west courtyard. Oh, by the way, I saw her chatting with Mingyu that day, and it seemed very familiar! ”

"No matter who it is, Ming will definitely find a chance to get close to Mingyu, and he must find out her and try to let the young master know!" Yu Nuan said firmly.