Before they knew it, the two of them had come back to their senses and had both collapsed on the bed. Murong Chen's eyes were shining and he looked at Ye Qianmo, who was pressed under him, lovingly licked her tightly closed eyes, and coaxed: "Momo, be good, open your eyes." ”

Ye Qianmo was originally kissed by him in a trance, but when he heard his childlike tone, he opened his eyes suddenly, raised his eyebrows, stretched out his hands around his waist, and showed a strange smile, Murong Chen was stunned, but he didn't expect Ye Qianmo to take advantage of the moment he was stunned to 'turn against the guest', and when Murong Chen came back to his senses, he had been pressed under her, and what came into his eyes was a pair of sly eyes with pride, looking at him with a smile.

"Momo, don't make trouble," Murong Chen looked at her funny, and said dotingly: "I have to get up early tomorrow, the Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold, Momo, let's ...... soon" said that he was about to use action to express the ambiguity in his words, but his face changed, he, he couldn't move!

Ye Qianmo stretched out her hand and touched his slightly raised eyebrows, followed the trend, and stroked his peach blossom eyes, which were always full of pampering herself, making her involuntarily want to approach; It is also these eyes, which are always full of a lot of things, when she feels that she is about to see what is hidden inside, but she finds that he has another layer of fog, but one thing, she knows that when the owner of these eyes looks at her, there is connivance in it, as if as long as she wants to do something, he will not hesitate to help her.

"Momo,"

Ye Qian suddenly came back to her senses and said with a smile: "Hey, you have a pair of peach blossom eyes," she blinked, "Others say that men with peach blossom eyes are all flowers, see one love the other, what do you say I should do?" Well? ”

Ye Qianmo came to his chest with both hands, slowly peeled off his black underwear, and stroked gently,

"Hmm" Murong Chen let out a low roar from his mouth, "Momo, I won't like anyone except you, Momo, don't make trouble, quickly untie my acupoint," his voice was low and hoarse, indescribably sexy.

"Don't make noise," Ye Qianmo glared at him, lowered her head to look at his Adam's apple sliding up and down, and suddenly bit it-

"Humph! Momo, tap, "

Ye Qianmo's face turned red, her lower body was tightly pressed against a hard thing, of course she knew what it was, she moved uncomfortably, and wanted to avoid some, but it hurt Murong Chen.

Murong Chen's body was tense, the green tendons on his face were obvious, his eyes were on fire, he was sweating profusely, his eyes were blurred, if there were really eighteen layers of hell, he felt that he must have just come out of there at this time, 'only by suffering hardship can he become a master', this sentence is not bad at all, because,

"Murong Chen, why are you ......" Ye Qianmo's eyes widened in shock, looking at her husband who turned over and got up and seized the 'initiative' again.

"Momo, you are playing with fire," Murong Chen felt that he was simply a saint, and he could bear it, he was about to explode, "Momo, don't move, don't move, I don't want to hurt you" He hugged the woman in his arms tightly, and slowly rubbed his lower body, trying to relieve his desire, but unexpectedly, the lovely person in his arms was a poison that led people to commit crimes,

"Momo, I can't do it," he quickly took off Ye Qianmo and his clothes, kissed her lips fiercely, and then came to her neck, planting extremely gorgeous flowers,

"Hmm...... Hmm," Ye Qianmo groaned from her mouth, and Murong Chen's hands had already reached her chest.

"Momo, it's so cute," Murong Chen kissed down. Ye Qianmo had already lost her clarity, and felt as if she was floating on the endless sea, breaking the waves, and the only thing she could hold on to was the person on her body, clinging to it.

Murong Chen came to her delicate out, tested her hand for a moment, kissed her lips deeply, and straightened her lower body at the same time-

"Painful ......" Ye Qianmo screamed in pain, his hands stabbed into his back fiercely, his face turned white, how could it hurt, it hurt more than a knife into his body, it seemed to hurt every inch of bones, "You come out, you come out, you come out, ......"

Murong Chen stopped her movements when she screamed in pain, and licked the cold sweat from her forehead with pity, he knew that his ink ink was like this, although most of the strong ones made people feel distressed, but sometimes they were as delicate as a precious flower, they couldn't stand the slightest wind and rain, and they had to be spoiled and hurt to grow well.

However, it's impossible to 'come out', he smiled bitterly, he knew that he couldn't bear it, if he didn't move, Momo would also hurt, "Momo, bear with it for a while, be good, just do it for a while," he said suddenly, and slowly moved.

Ye Qianmo went through the extremely painful tears just now, and under his constant movement, a different feeling gradually rose, and instinctively made her enter the feast of love with him, drift with the waves, and climb to the peak of love together.

The night had just begun, and under the low-hanging curtains, the glass bed kept shaking, and heavy gasps and coquettish whispers alternately sounded—

Every morning is always a new beginning.

Ye Qianmo felt in a daze that someone was gently shaking herself, but her whole body was so sore that she couldn't open her eyes, and she only said that she was the biggest in her own courtyard in the general's mansion anyway, so she ordered: "Green willow, I'm not eating, don't quarrel with me, I still have to sleep for a while," he pulled the quilt as he spoke, rubbed it in the warm quilt, arched his body comfortably, and fell asleep again.

However, the shaking really stopped.

I don't know how long it took, the warm winter sun passed through a layer of curtains embroidered with auspicious patterns, and after a few tedious and delicate curtains, it still shone on the face of the woman sleeping soundly at the bedside. I saw the woman's long eyelashes move slightly, and the pair of Danfeng eyes slowly opened.

As if she didn't know where she was, the woman was stunned for a moment, and then blinked, as if she was wondering about everything strange here, but she was not familiar with the room, looked at it for a moment, suddenly got up, and let out a low scream, she heard Murong Chen beside her and said with a smile: "What's wrong?" ”

Ye Qianmo looked back, but saw that he was leaning on the head of the bed and looking at her with a smile, he was not dressed yet, one arm was behind his head, and the other arm was tightly buckled around his waist, and the brocade quilt was only a corner, revealing his bare chest, and there were red marks on it that had not yet subsided, it was her revenge last night, her black hair poured down, scattered on the brocade quilt, and was entangled with her own, and her hair covered a pair of red pillows embroidered with mandarin ducks playing in the water, and I couldn't tell whose it was.

Murong Chen is an extremely handsome person, with a fair complexion, therefore, those few scratches or bite marks are even more prominent, he usually looks lazy and lazy, but now it is even more decadent, the whole person is more and more charming, and the whole tent is full of indescribable charm.

"Lady, is your husband very handsome, even the lady is dumbfounded?" Murong Chen leaned over and kissed her dotingly, and laughed. God knows, he was now eager to lift the cover on Momo and love her again, and this thought arose when he woke up and saw her defenseless face, and now not only did not fade, but became more and more intense.

Last night she took the last initiative, her unabashedly coquettish, her beautiful ...... Everything about her seemed to be engraved in his own brain, lingering, after Mo Mo was tired and fell asleep, he actually opened his eyes and saw the present, but ......

"Momo, does it still hurt?" He asked lovingly, lovingly helping her to sit up.

Ye Qianmo complained in annoyance: "You won't stay awake all night, will you?" Why don't you call me, looking at the hour, I'm afraid it's past the time to serve tea," she complained in a complaining tone, but her movements did not show the slightest panic, why is the emperor in a hurry and the eunuch is in a hurry!

Murong Chen smiled lazily and helped her tuck the corners of the quilt, although the charcoal in the house was very warm, but she still paid attention to it, and said with a smile: "Have you slept well, if you are uncomfortable, sleep for a while?" I sent someone to tell my mother, and my mother won't mind, as for my father and queen, ......"

Xu is asking the people outside was in a hurry, and the low shout of the green willow came, and the voice was happy and worried, "The Seventh Prince, the Seventh Princess, today is the day for you to go to the palace to serve tea, this hour is really ...... It's a little late," and in the end, it turned into helplessness, "Miss, it's really time to get up!" ”

Ye Qianmo glanced at someone who was still relying on her, "Hey, I'm afraid we're going to be brilliant again today, hey, when I think of those people's eyes on me, I don't want to go, you say, if we don't go, how about it?" ”

"If you don't go, you won't go," said someone, and if he did, the palace would have sent someone to come, and if he did, there might be a few more people who had brought.

Of course, Ye Qianmo also knew that this was just talking, at this time, the two of them might have become the laughing stock of the capital, and they were lewd in the day! Ye Qianmo thought of the faces of some people when they didn't see the two, and stretched her waist, Ye Qianmo stretched out her arms and ordered: "Help the Seventh Prince Princess change her clothes,"

"Yes, Your Royal Highness the Seventh Princess," someone was very upright and dogged.

"Miss, Miss, my Seventh Princess, are you awake?" The green willow outside the door glanced at the sky, disappointed and helpless, could it be that the young lady really wanted to break the jar and couldn't break it! How can there be a reason why the new daughter-in-law doesn't want her in-laws to serve tea, not to mention that the young lady is still married into the royal family, ah! She groaned, and continued to lament, Ye Qianmo's voice suddenly sounded in the house, this sound was tantamount to heaven, and Lu Liu didn't care about etiquette, pushed the door and came in, and saw that her own Seven Princesses and Seven Princes still looked leisurely,

At this time, Lu Liu looked at the two of them speechlessly, and said helplessly: "Seven princes, seven princesses, may I ask if you have eaten in the palace and then go to the palace?" Or maybe not today? ”

"Look at your girl," Murong Chen listened to her words funny, turned his head and said to Ye Qianmo: "On the first day, I won't take it in my eyes as the Seventh Prince, and if I catch Ming'er, I'm going to climb on your head,"

Ye Qianmo glanced at him and said with a smile: "Green willow, where is the red tassel?" Why didn't anyone see her? ”

"Red Sakura took the wind away for the Seventh Prince and the Seventh Princess, saying that she wanted to stop the people in the palace and not let the colorless people disturb the young lady's rest." The green willows are gloomy.

This time Ye Qianmo and Murong Chen were speechless, the two looked at each other, Murong Chen laughed, "That girl is really interesting, this prince wants to reward her well......"

"Seven Princes, Miss ......"

Under the urging of the green willow, Ye Qianmo quickly dressed for the sake of face, but Murong Chen still had the leisure to draw his eyebrows for his wife, and slowly found a pair of brilliant earrings, and finally left the house under the outbreak of the green willow.

The palace, the imperial garden, the palace maids and eunuchs all held their breath, serving lightly, and they didn't dare to come out, the emperor was wearing a dragon robe, and it was obvious that he came over after the next dynasty, and looked at Murong Chen and Ye Qianmo who had just rushed over expressionlessly.