Sikong Yanfei tightly locked Hanyue's waist with one hand, lowered his head, and looked deeply into Hanyue's eyes.

"Month."

"Huh?" Han Yue put her hands around his neck, and her beautiful eyes were full of bone-deep style.

Sikong Yan's big palm moved slowly, carefully rubbing the soft Wen Yuxiang under his palm, "I can't wait for the evening." ”

Her eyelashes fanned slightly, with an invisible tingle in her charm, straight to the back of his head, he was supposed to sleep at night, but now, he felt that he could not wait for that time.

His voice was a little hoarse, and the fire in his eyes seemed to burn.

Hanyue stretched out her tongue and moistened her somewhat dry lips, she would be eaten by him sooner or later anyway, but she didn't care much about it.

Sikong Yan looked at the meek lamb in his arms, lowered his head and covered her lips, and tasted her sweetness in her trembling.

This time he tasted with great patience, not as haste as he had been in the carriage.

Although with his identity, he has long been accustomed to tasting beautiful women, but those are all scenes when he is hostage in the palace.

He was never left with any good memories.

Even the joy in the bed, there are people secretly watching him, and he has to beware of accidents and frame-ups that may occur at any time, where can he devote himself to this boundless wind and moon.

After a while, Han Yue had already been rubbed into a puddle of soft mud by him, and he could only beg him with helpless eyes.

She reached out to push him away, but the feeling was so wonderful, and she had tasted it in her previous life, so the hand that was pushed out turned into a hug when it touched him.

Sikong Yan let go of her cherry lips and smiled lowly, watching her lips become more gorgeous because of his relationship.

"The moon is the best in the world." He ran his fingers lightly over her lips and muttered.

It was the first time he had complimented her on her beauty in front of her.

In the past, he always used to be sarcastic and scolded her for being ugly, but this is the first time he has praised her like this.

Han Yue raised her head and suddenly smiled at him.

In an instant, Sikong Yan's eyes seemed to burst out of a sea of flowers, and the alluring fragrance filled his senses, making him almost unconsciously press Hanyue into his body.

"It's heavy." Hanyue complained, tender and flattering to words.

Sikong Yanfei reached out and pinched her rosy cheeks heavily, "You woman, you are really charming, you have been refusing a lot, but now you are tempting me, what is the reason?" ”

His question cleared Hanyue's chaotic brain a lot.

She wanted to be perfunctory, but under the gaze of Sikong Yan's scarlet gaze, she didn't dare to lie, and simply said bluntly: "To thank you for saving me." ”

Sikong Yan stared at her, the muscles of his cheeks twitched a few times, "That is to say, no matter who rescues you that day, you will be committed to him?" ”

Han Yue tilted her head, her watery eyes blinked, and she looked innocent and pitiful.

What else is there to say about this kind of thing, this is the way of the world, as a woman, she has no other choice.

"It turns out that the moon is not pleasing to me." He muttered, an indescribable sadness in his voice.

Han Yue thought it was a little funny.

Both of them have reached such a point that they still have to talk about what kind of pleasure, and the men in the world follow their instincts, like them on a whim, and then abandon them.

What about the word "heart"?

"You woman, your heart is like iron." Sikong Yan looked down at her, with a look of joy and anger on his face.

Han Yue bit her lip lightly, but she was a little disappointed in her heart, she was ready for the "last" just now, but she didn't expect this guy to talk to her about what she liked or not.

"Actually, you and I should have nothing to do with each other." Sikong Yan muttered, "As you said, you and I are both kind, this time, I could not have saved you." He closed his eyes, and his whole body fell on Han Yue's body, and slowly tightened his arms to hold her tight.

It's just a simple hug, without any distractions.

"I should have forgotten you, there should be no woman by my side......" he buried his head in her chest, as if to confide in her, as if to talk to himself.

"I don't know when my life will end, and I shouldn't have to worry about it...... But I never forgot you, a cruel woman, and even I don't know why I had to save you......"

Han Yue lowered her head, only to see that his brows were frowning, and the corners of his eyes could not hide a trace of bitterness and loneliness.

She just looked at him quietly, reached out and hugged his shoulder, and patted his back with her little hand comfortingly.

Sikong Yan's body shook and looked up at her.

Han Yue's face flushed, and she smiled at him, "The spring night is short, you don't need to worry about anything else, just enjoy yourself." ”

She had to admit that at this moment, she really felt a little distressed that the man in her arms was coming.

His life in his previous life was shorter than hers, and now that he counted, it would take less than a year at most, and this man would probably go before her again.

So she decided to indulge once.

Both for him and for herself.

This is an invitation and a tease full of temptation.

Sikong Yan's scarlet eyes lit up, his body tensed, and in a few breaths, he was already under the city.

Hanyue closed her eyes and simply gave herself all to him.

Sikong Yanfei bent himself to break through the city gate.

The sharp pain caused Hanyue's back to arch back violently.

Sikong Yanfei took a deep breath, and when he was about to raid again, he suddenly heard a rush of footsteps outside the door.

"Master Qiqi, a messenger has come from Danyang City!"

Sikong Yan's body stiffened, and he could stop at the gate of the city, unable to enter or retreat.

Hanyue shuddered and struggled to move backwards, squeezing him out.

Hearing that there was no movement in the house, the outsider urged in a loud voice, "The messenger is seriously wounded, please go quickly...... I'm afraid it's too late to go. ”

Sikong Yanfei gritted his teeth and forcibly suppressed the evil fire in his body.

Han Yue saw that his sideburns were bulging, so she leaned over and kissed his forehead mischievously, and whispered, "Since there is something, please go quickly." ”

Sikong Yan lowered his head in a dejected manner, and for a while only the sound of his heavy breathing was heard in the room.

"Master!" The urging outside the door was louder, accompanied by the sound of a knock.

"Got it, you step back first." Sikong Yanfei shouted.

There was an inexplicable fierceness in his tone.

The attendants and guards standing outside the door were all frightened and retreated.

After a while, the door opened.

Sikong Yan came out with all his scarlet robes, and his face was still tingenarily red, "Where is the messenger now?" He said coldly.

"I'm in the front yard, and I've asked a doctor to guard it, but I'm too badly injured, I'm afraid I'm going to die soon......," the attendant said cautiously.

"Lead the way." Sikong Yanfei followed everyone out of the backyard and went to the front yard.

Along the way, everyone peeked at Sikong Yan's robe.

In the past, Sikong Yanfei's walking could be said to be a dragon and a tiger, but today's walking posture is really strange.

It's as if something has been pierced under the legs, slightly spread the legs, crossed the hips, and strode forward......