A bend of light moonlight sprinkled to the earth, with the faint fragrance of plum blossoms in the night wind, this night is destined to be unusual.

The bright light illuminates the handsome and lifeless face of the scene, the light veil swaying, and the fragrance of the ground under the curtain. He stretched out his left hand and made a gesture of hugging, waiting for her to throw him in. There was a scorching bright flame burning in the eyes, brighter than a bright lamp, condensing a pool of tenderness and longing.

Panic flashed in Mu Xuefu's eyes, and before Jing Rong could see the meaning in her eyes, she fell directly into his arms and reached out to wrap her arms around his neck.

The warm breath lingered around his neck, Mu Xuefu closed his eyes, abandoned all the clutter, and when he opened his eyes again, he returned to his former radiance, "You and I are naturally the most intimate couple in the world. ”

The soft body leaned into his arms, Jing Rong could clearly see the skin in the underwear, his hand was on her back, and only a thin layer of gauze could touch the delicate and delicate of Shengxue. The roundness of his chest was close to him, and the fragrance that belonged to the woman came to his nose, and the fragrance seemed to stir every nerve in him, making his heart ripple, and the sound of breathing became heavier and heavier.

"Fu'er." Jing Rong sighed emotionally, lowered her head and buried it in her neck, and took a deep breath.

Mu Xuefu knew that he was emotional, and the hand around his neck was clenched into a fist and clenched tightly. His scorching breath sprayed over her, wet and quick, as warm and sticky as a spring drizzle. She turned her face away slightly, and wrinkled her brow out of sight.

Such a small move made Jing Rong shake his head, pushed Mu Xuefu away, hurriedly walked to the table and poured a cup of tea, and drank it "Gu Du Du". Putting down the teacup, he still felt that the restlessness in his body continued to extend, he carried Mu Xuefu on his back, and said hesitantly: "It's getting late, you should go to bed early if you are frightened today, and this king will not bother you." This king is in the outer world, and if there is anything to call this king. ”

Mu Xuefu opened her mouth, and before she could stop him, Jing Rong fled like a tail clip.

Mu Xuefu slammed her fist on the bed, secretly hating that she had missed such a good opportunity. She covered her face and sat on the bed, her mind spinning like a windmill.

Jing Rong slowly slowed down his breathing when he left the room, if he stayed for a moment longer, he really didn't know what he would do. The heat in his body faded little by little, but he couldn't get rid of the ** in his heart. Annoyed, he took off his upper body and threw his clothes to the ground in a rage. What's wrong with him? Where is the astonishing restraint he's been maintaining? He allowed himself to care about Mu Xuefu, but he didn't allow her to disturb his heart. However, now, he can't even control her just holding her in his arms, so wouldn't Mu Xuefu beckon him to fall?

Exhale the turbid breath in his chest deeply, and do not open his eyes until the flush on his face dissipates. Dragged the bedgown on the hanger and put it on randomly, loose, revealing strong and sexy chest muscles. He lay on the bed, his fingers constantly twisting the string of purple jade beads, full of amethysts, as bright as the full moon, shining with brilliant colors. After a long time, the previous restlessness had dissipated from the body, and the beads in his hands had stopped.

Although the heat subsided, he still couldn't sleep, and tossed and turned on the bed until he heard a scream, and immediately rolled out of the bed and rushed out of the room like an arrow.

"What's wrong, Chevre?" The voice came from Mu Xuefu's room, and Jing Rong ran in and saw her curled up in a ball, holding her head in pain and crying. Jing Rong flew quickly, ran over and lifted the bed quilt and hugged Mu Xuefu to him, worried and nervous. Smoothing her back, "Did you have a nightmare?" Don't be afraid, I'm here, don't be afraid of anything. ”

Mu Xuefu's face was flushed, and her whole body was covered with a thin layer of sweat, and she pressed her face directly on Jingrong's bare chest, letting the tears flow freely. Warm tears burned into his skin like dripping hot candle tears, pouring into his heart and pouring into his heart.

"I'm afraid, Jingrong, I'm afraid." Mu Xuefu raised her head, with a pool of clear water in her eyes, and crystal tears hung on her long eyelashes, but the tears in the corners of her eyes flowed down in a flutter. Her eyes were full of panic, and she stared straight at him as if she was looking for expectation.

Looking at the teary-eyed and pitiful Mu Xuefu, Jing Rong's heart became more and more distressed, and he also felt self-blame and guilt. It's all his fault, he knows that she is frightened, he should accompany her, how can he leave her alone. Jing Rong stroked her cheeks, lowered her head and took the tears pouring into her mouth one by one, and said softly: "Fu'er, Jing Rong is here, don't be afraid of anything." ”

"Will you always be with me?" Mu Xuefu became more and more tearful, and looked at him with burning eyes. Although tears filled her eyes, she could still see her expectations through that layer of mist.

Jing Rong looked at her intently, her eyes flashed with the stars of Youlan, and the feelings in her heart poured out like a cocoon at that moment, hugged her arms tightly, and said earnestly, "Yes, I will always accompany you and accompany you to old age." Fu'er, you have me, don't be afraid of anything. ”

It's like falling into a dazed cloud, and there is a trace of dizziness. No one had ever said these words to her, and although they were short and not fancy, they struck her heart like a sharp sword. After shaking her head, Mu Xuefu straightened up and reached out to wrap her arms around Jingrong's neck, leaning on his shoulder, hiding the panic in her eyes.

Closing her eyes, Mu Xuefu stopped her tears, took a soft breath, and said softly, "Will you stay with me tonight?" When he opened his eyes again, the panic was long gone, but a layer of cold water and ice had been condensed. Her soft jade hand gently stroked Jing Rong's satin-like hair, and her blood-colored lips curved slightly, showing a bewitching and weird smile.

"Lord Wang, is it okay to stay tonight? I'm alone who is afraid, you accompany me, I feel at ease. The body slowly slid down, leaning on Jing Rong's body weakly and bonelessly, his hand slid down his back little by little, stopped on his chest, and gently scraped his chest like a heart.

Jing Rong's body stiffened, with a little unnaturalness, held her hand that was constantly stirring, and said in a low voice, "Okay, I'll accompany you." ”

Mu Xuefu pillowed on Jing Rong's arm, slowly closed her eyes, and pretended to sleep peacefully. But the body is always close to him intentionally or unintentionally, although Jingrong will move out slightly when she approaches, but still can't avoid Mu Xuefu's delivery.

Jing Rong's body became more and more restless, his blood and qi continued to surge, his breathing became more and more solemn, and he was even about to suffocate. Until he couldn't stand it anymore, he turned over and pressed Mu Xuefu under him.

Mu Xuefu pretended to be sleepy, opened her hazy sleepy eyes and looked at him in surprise, and whispered softly, "Lord Wang, what's wrong?" The delicate voice seemed to be a talisman, breaking all the reason of Jing Rong.

Jing Rong looked at her and licked her dry lips casually, her throat tightened, and she said in a low voice: "Fu'er, let me kiss, let me kiss." ”

For some reason, he couldn't control himself tonight, knowing that she was frightened, knowing that she had a wound on her arm, he still wanted to be closer to her, and to be closer. He has always been a person with strong restraint, and he has never been ** to women, because he feels that women are just tools to him.

He had seen his mother cry because his father had gone to spend the night with the concubine, sad because his father had married one after another, depressed because the concubine was pregnant and had children, and he had no good feelings for women ever since. There are a lot of women in his house, and he can't count them with one hand, but because he is bored with women, he doesn't even want to look at them. Until Mu Xuefu appeared, it disturbed his heart.

He had never seen a woman more beautiful than her, even Princess Rui, who was more than half of the princess in the capital. The night I first saw her, I followed the sound of the piano, she sat alone in the pavilion and played the piano, her face was beautiful, cold and resentful, and such a beauty would not have given such a sad look. He couldn't help but approach her, but she found him because he lost his mind and stepped on a branch.

Because of his sudden appearance, she was very vigilant, and her resentful gaze disappeared in an instant, he had never seen a woman's eyes so cold, but she could change to a coquettish face the next moment. He didn't think so at the time, thinking that he would be closer to her only because he was tempting than other women, but he didn't want to be the beginning of his fall from then on.

She was sometimes cold, sometimes delicate, sometimes sad, sometimes ruthless, like a puzzle, he wanted to understand it, but he was reluctant to decipher it.

The longer they got along, the longer he stayed by her side, and sometimes he had the idea of being by her side forever. is really a beauty embryo that consumes heroism, and his ambition is consumed little by little by the woman in his arms. Although he is not a hero, he is also a big husband, why is he planted in the hands of this little woman.

Without waiting for Mu Xuefu to answer, Jing Rong kissed her lips directly, not like she would savor it before, but impatiently opened her teeth, took the delicious fragrant tongue in her mouth, sucked, twisted, and entangled hard, as if she wanted to sweep everywhere in her mouth.

said vaguely: "Xuefu, Xuefu, I really like you, I really like you." ”

Mu Xuefu looked at him with his eyes open, his face was already rosy because of the spice, and occasionally opened his eyes to meet her eyes, and then he was even more crazy to absorb her sweetness.

Like? Men will only use these words to confuse women when they want to get physical **.

It seems that her body is getting hotter and hotter, or she can't really get close to her. Jing Rong directly ripped off the clothes on his body and threw them to the ground. The hand that caressed Mu Xuefu's back walked up and down through the clothes, arousing Mu Xuefu's numb millet grains.

Jingrong's lips slowly moved down until they sank deep into her neck and kissed her.

The moment the kiss fell, Mu Xuefu only felt that her whole body trembled, and she couldn't help but "mumble" in her lips. The delicate voice made people's backs tingle when they heard it, and Jing Rong seemed to be encouraged, and sucked harder and harder, only causing Mu Xuefu to grab his hair and moan.