"Where have you been these days?" He Angelica's sleepiness slowly faded, his cheeks were drunk with two peach blossoms, his cherry lips were delicate, he looked up at him and asked, "You, didn't you just kill someone?" ”

Meng Xuan was slightly stunned for a moment, and then nodded: "Yes, I killed a few people today, but I have already removed my coat next door and washed my hands and face a few times before entering your room." He was afraid that his own smell had smoked her, so he took a few steps back before laughing again, "Your nose is quite smart, and you can smell the blood on my body." What, I scared you? ”

She shook her head and said, "It's not your scent, it's your breath, and some murderous aura that you can't get rid of." ”

Meng Xuan was silent for a while, then bent the corners of his mouth, and said: "It's probably because God sees that I've worked too hard these days, so I prepared such a feast for me, I'm already very hungry, but I can't bear to eat, I don't know where to eat." ”

"You don't have to laugh when you don't want to." He Angelica said cautiously, "I don't have to be a woman who has to laugh to coax." ”

Meng Xuan's face was originally only three points strong smile, but after hearing this, he reborn a five-point smile, like sighing, like talking to himself, and like a meditation machine, and said in a low voice: "I thought she was her, but I didn't expect her to be you...... I still don't believe in my good fortune that I found it so easily. ”

When he walked into this room with a chill in the warm water vapor, when he still had the remnants of those bloody corpses and bones in his mind, he turned his head, and as far as his eyes could see, he saw his charming little wife, like a piece of fine mutton fat white jade, warm and palpable, just waiting for him to grasp it...... That kind of mood can only be described as "redemption".

The lovely girl who slept lightly in the vast tub of silver hoop camphor wood was his woman, his girl, and his redeemer.

The moment he pushed the door in, she also pushed open a heart door for him, and the small hands made of ice and snow cherry blossom petals gently pushed gently and firmly, and in an instant, the sunshine of her world was pushed to his world. Bright and warm, passing from one end to the other, illuminating his otherwise gloomy sky.

This is her salvation for him, and she doesn't need to do anything for him, as long as she stays quietly in the haven behind him and lets him know that she is still waiting for him when the next intersection turns the corner, and he will no longer be afraid of the ups and downs of the world.

"Why do you look at me like this," He Angelica unconsciously picked up a waterfall of long black hair, hugged it on his chest, sank it for two minutes, and slightly covered his already pink body with milky white fragrant soup, and persuaded in his mouth, "You look very tired, you should wash and rest...... Wait a minute, I—I'll take a silver needle to help calm you. ”

"I was just thinking about bathing, why did we think of a place, it turns out that this is called Zhifu Mo Ruo's wife." Meng Xuan smiled lightly, but her eyes moved closely with her, as if she could see through the water, and she was unwilling to let go of any details.

The sleepy insects on He Angelica's face that were lazy and resting had not all run out until now, and he felt a little nervous, trembling slightly because of nervousness. There was nothing to hide under his gaze, no matter how concealed it was, and his smiling gaze had a magic that pierced everything, and she couldn't help but think of the details of the night he took her to indulge and sink.

Meng Xuan turned his back elegantly, jade belt, sweat scarf, long shirt, trousers, boots, two thin and thick silk clothes, silk trousers, and obscene trousers...... The strong neck, the broad shoulders, the majestic back, the narrow waist that contained the strength, the firm hips, and the strong thighs, all exposed to her eyes, as beautiful as the outline of a statue, were compared with her, and made her sink in the water in shame, and the line of water did not pass her upper lip.

"Enough of it? Is the lady still satisfied? Meng Xuanren didn't look back, but there seemed to be a pair of eyes behind her, and she confidently said the fact that she was "peeping" at him.

She had no excuse, blushed her cheeks, and said stubbornly: "I just heard that the general's exploits are consistent with the scars on his body, and I heard that you have great military achievements, so I want to count how many scars there are on your body." I didn't expect there to be none, so it can be seen that the rumors are false. ”

Meng Xuan was pleased by the sweet and crisp "Xianggong", and the madness of the woman's first night revived in her mind, hooked her lips and turned around, showing her naked front. There are scars on the front, one on the shoulder, two on the lower abdomen, two on the left thigh, and one on the right calf. These are the most obvious old scars, and you can imagine the kind of deep bones that were the kind of wounds that were injured back then, such scars that only a true warrior deserves.

He is a true warrior who has experienced bloody battles, and compared to his Baihan Xuantie armor and official disc tiger talisman, his scars are more worthy of being proud of the man's capital. She quietly made this judgment in her heart.

Under her calm gaze without a trace of selfish desire, the things under his crotch grew stronger and stronger, faithfully proclaiming his thoughts at the moment. The male color in front of her was so tempting, but she was useless, she turned her head, her eyes were locked in her four-foot black silk, and she said embarrassedly: "I've washed it, Xianggong, please wait outside, let me clean up the ......"

"Whoa!"

With his murder weapon, Meng Xuan had a little smirk on his face, one leg, two legs, he stepped into the big bath bucket, the water line rose suddenly, and a large amount of fragrant soup floating with delicate petals overflowed. When the waves calmed down, Meng Xuan's eyes were already burning with fire, staring at her deeply, but his face was pure and innocent: "What are you staring at me for?" It was caused by you, and it is none of my business, I persuaded it to be obedient, but it said that it only listens to you. ”

He Angelica couldn't listen to his serious explanation anymore, insisted on escaping from the bath tub, and no longer cared about whether he would be seen, stepped on the bottom of the bucket and stood up on the edge of the bucket. Seeing that the escape was about to be successful, but even if Meng Xuan was willing to run naked and jump into the river, he would definitely not let his dinner go.

In a hungry wolf pounce posture, he reached out and grabbed her slender shoulders, captured her from behind, and pulled her into his arms domineeringly, his body full of strength against her jade back and snow buttocks, leaving no gaps. Holding her waist with one hand and covering her crisp breasts with the other, Meng Xuan let out a victorious laugh, laughing happier than he had ever won a battle before, and gently poured his words into her ears: "Girl, do you miss me?" ”

His voice and turbidity proclaimed naked desire, and she felt a hard object behind her cling to it, and uncomfortably moved two points to the left, and the hard object moved a minute and a half to the left; She ducked to the right again, and the hard object rubbed against her under the water, like a shadow.

The rough fingertips brushed the delicate nipples, her face was already crimson, her chest was like a drum, and a sound jumped in the ears of the two of them. She could barely breathe, and lowered her eyes and muttered, "Where have you been, leaving me here alone, leaving me without a word." I've washed up, I'm, I'm hungry, I'm going to dinner. ”

The keen sixth sense clearly reminded her that there was a world of difference between herself and him. His masculine aura had a strong presence, and with just a scorching breath, it could melt the ice and snow that she had built for a long time. She is the ice, and he is the fire that grams.

"Did you miss me?" He kept repeating the question.

She tapped her head, and she thought of him several times.

A nod was enough, at least, he wasn't the only one who was possessed by that lovesickness. He clasped her jaw and told her, "I've killed Guan Mo and brought you a gift." Qing'er, I miss you too, I can't force myself not to think about you. So, if you want to eat, you have to feed me first. Then, she lowered her head and kissed the soft flap of her lips and traced her lips with her tongue.

Her eyes widened, she blinked lazily twice, the tossing and turning kisses on her lips, and the increasingly hot and hard stuff on her buttocks behind her, killed her only remaining sleepy bug in an instant. She splashed out, but she couldn't break his steely restraint no matter what. His body was too strong, she was no match for him, and she could only be caught under his attack.

Silenced lips, floating out of a misty whisper: "Please wait, you, you take a shower first......" She tried to get a reprieve, at least, let her know if he was as attached to her as she was to him, or if he had half of her infatuation as deep as a spoonful.

However, as he gradually deepened the kiss, the spark of lust quietly and silently invaded the two people in the bathtub. The hot thin lips sealed and rubbed, the tip of the domineering tongue, and every bit of tenderness in her mouth, entangled her cloves, provoked her response, and swallowed her vague protest.

"Zziz—"

A happy flower burst out from the lamp and candle, and a man and a woman in the tub were unaware, wrapped in the warm water.

Outside the window, the river was cold for thousands of miles, and in the warm bath of fragrant soup, she was churning in his arms, firmly grasped by his magic power, and she was no longer able to escape.

This time he crossed from the other side of the killing battle, without much foreplay tenderness, and was not even sure if she was ready for him—his scorching heat, tapping her flower path from behind, slowly but surely reaching in. He slowly entered her, like a fiery blade slicing through the quiet scabbard.

The pain was only momentary, then hot and full, and she sobbed softly, forced to contain all of him. Under his possession, she looked back at his eyes that were so bright that they could cover the stars and the moon, and those eyes fixed on her for a moment, and saw every one of her reactions clearly, without missing a single thing. As if she wanted to remember her every intoxicated look, deeply engraved into her memory, and forever fixed.

The water that passed through his body and caressed her skin at the same time, her whole body hung on the edge of the tub, weakly begging him for forgiveness.

He wanted to see more of her delicate expression, so he turned her around in a different position, let her hug his neck, gently wiped the two drops of water or tears from her cheeks, and apologized again and again for his previous roughness, and warmed every inch of the beauty in his arms. I don't know when she no longer refused, her hands around the back of his neck, her legs around his waist, closed a pair of eyes, like a drowning man hugging driftwood......

After a long time, when she retreated from the wave of ecstasy and gasped weakly in his arms, Meng Xuan told her: "Qing'er, I have found the woman I came here through time and space, and I am bent on finding. I'm not sure for sure, but it's still seven points accurate. ”

Found the woman he was looking for? Her mind went blank, and she could only cling to him, feeling his strong, warm body supporting her. What woman, is it herself?

"She ......" Meng Xuan kissed her sweaty sideburns and told her in a low voice, "She is the concubine of King Ning, an ancient concubine, whose maiden name is Youfang, and she is nineteen years old." She...... It's the first woman I've ever had in the Kun space over there, and I met her in a dream, and I couldn't help myself at that time......"

He Angelica raised his head weakly and in surprise, and met Meng Xuan's eyes, what was he talking about?

Meng Xuan soothed her eyebrows with a fine kiss, and said gently: "Good boy, listen to me, I don't want to hide any secrets in front of you, so I told you all these things-when I was on that side, I was calculated by Dao Shengbai Yangbai, and he was pulled into a ridiculous dream, and I was poured aphrodisiac, saying what to say, 'Go and detoxify a suffering girl'." I was completely forced, and at that time, I was completely out of my control, and I rushed into the jade bamboo building at once, and did those ridiculous things. ”

He Angelica was dumbfounded, Meng Xuan was afraid that she would not believe it, and Tete solemnly declared: "At that time, I was blinded by drugs, my eyes were dizzy, and I was also entangled by the clouds and mist in my dreams. She can't get half of your benefits, really, Qing'er, being with you is what I want. ”