The dark incense floated, the moon window opened half of the door at some point, and the green yarn that fell to the ground was blown slowly swaying, and I don't know how many days the glow shrouded the entire quiet and deep courtyard, and everything in the gauze tent seemed a strange blur.

Xuanyi woke up from a short slumber, her right foot was held in the palm of one hand, and her fingertips rubbed her toes and soles softly and ambiguously, and she was very itchy. She buried half of her face in the loose spacious robe, and turned her head to look at it with sleepiness, and sure enough, this guy Fu Cang was playing with her feet.

The raven-green robe on his body also drooped loosely, a large part of his chest exposed, and his long hair was tucked over his shoulders, glowing golden red in the hazy glow.

It was rare to see the lazy appearance of this cold god monarch, those porcelain-like cold refinements were all gone at this time, and his focused and obsessive look was more like that mortal prince.

Xuanyi stared at him quietly, constantly thinking back to his hateful appearance when she first met him, she had always had a good memory, but she couldn't remember his nasty past at this time, as if they had been in love since they first met in Kaohuang Xiandao.

As if he found her awake, Fu Cang scratched her soft feet a few times with her fingertips, itching her to roll around on the quilt, and suddenly propped up her left foot and gently kicked him on the shoulder.

Fu Cang held the slender and round jade feet on his shoulders, as cold as ice, he had already wanted to kiss such ice muscles and jade bones when he was the Seventh Prince. He hung his head and kissed her delicate instep, which was about itchy, and the dragon princess laughed "snort", and her toes were a little playful on his nose.

He gestured to bite her toe, but she hurriedly retracted her foot, but before she could dodge, her big toe was gently bitten by his teeth.

The petite jade feet in the palm suddenly burned up, Fu Cang's heart moved, and he lowered his head to look at her, half of the dragon princess's face was buried in her clothes, and her jade porcelain-like cheeks seemed to be smiling.

The sun was shining, her bare calves were like a piece of jade, and Fu Cang held her calves and pulled her towards him little by little. The dragon is indulgent, but he loves it immensely. The soft ice muscle jade bone became hot between his lips and teeth again, and he kissed it down his knees, every inch was exquisite, and he couldn't put it down.

After returning from Lihatehai, Hu Tianhu didn't know how many days had passed, and there were still many serious things, which should not go on like this, but he didn't want to think about those serious things for the time being. Let him indulge, he will have already fallen to the bottom, and he will not be able to float in this life.

In the bright clouds, the dragon princess's wheezing voice was rapid and coquettish, and Fu Cang leaned over her, replacing Fang Cai's lips and tongue with his fingers, and teased her delicately. Her baggy robe didn't cover anything at all, and her long black hair was messy on her pink skin, stuck with the sweat on it.

She was in full bloom for him.

Fu Cang pressed against her forehead, heavy gasping blended together, and her arms hung around his neck again, seductively calling him Senior Brother Fu Cang. He felt her with his body instead of his fingers, his wet fingers gripping her knees, moving down again, holding her feet and putting them to his lips to kiss and bite.

This almost crazy wanton and presumptuous seems to be able to reach the end of a lifetime.

The green yarn began to sway again, and a pair of slender hands reached out from it, and their fingers climbed on the edge of the bed, clenching the mattress tightly, as if trying in vain to escape from here. The slender hand chased out of the green yarn, grabbed the tangled fingers, and rubbed the delicate skin between the fingers with the tips of the fingers.

The last bit of crimson light was finally swallowed up by the night, and the icy autumn rain once again filled the courtyard, drenching the moon window. I don't know how long it took, Xuanyi woke up from a short slumber again, the blue light of the pearl in front of her was soft and delicate, her body was soaked in the clear pool water, and Fu Cang was washing her long hair behind her.

She blinked sleepily, not wanting to move. Huaxu's nature belongs to the golden wood, except for the golden roof of the Qingdi Palace, almost all the courtyard houses are wooden, even the bath is dug out of a huge tree trunk, the soup in the pool is light blue color, and the water vapor is steaming.

"Go back to sleep. Fu Cang coiled up her washed long hair with her own hairpin, "I'll send you back to Zhongshan tomorrow." ”

He had imprisoned the dragon princess in the courtyard for several days, which was naturally very inconsistent with Hua Xu's etiquette, but he didn't seem to have any sense of guilt at this time, and he must not be able to save him in the future.

Xuanyi turned his head and gently blew on his face, and smiled softly: "I don't want you to accompany me to Zhongshan." ”

She always said bad things in this coquettish tone, and gently pinched her waist as if she was punishing, she simply hid and trembled, writhing like a snake, his palm pinched his chin and shook it, while saying softly: "You should have married me." ”

At that time in Kaohuang Xiandao, if she hadn't had those malicious strange words and deeds, maybe they would have been engaged to marry now.

With his understanding of her viciousness, she was about to say something triumphantly enough to make him beat her, but she actually looked up at herself, her eyes were clear, Fu Cang slowly wiped a drop of water from her eyebrows, smiled slightly, and blew open the moon window in one breath, the clouds outside the window stopped raining, and behind the wet vapor, the huge silver moon fell on the zenith.

Xuanyi swam to the window, held on to the window lattice and watched for a long time, and sure enough, the moonscape here was the best.

Fu Cang untied his long hair, and Fang cleaned half of it, only to realize that the turbidity of all the wounds on his body had been completely discharged, and the pain of the wound was caused by the steaming of water. He stared at the deepest wound in his abdomen for a long time, and then looked at Xuanyi by the window, she was still admiring the moon.

He released the rejuvenation technique to heal the injury, leaned over again, straightened her up, held her face with both hands and stared at it carefully, she looked a little surprised, her eyelashes were raised, and her black and white eyes looked at him calmly and calmly: "What's wrong?"

Fu Cang narrowed his eyes, was silent for a moment, and said in a low voice: "If you ...... again" If there is anything to hide from him, he really wants to completely lock her up in Chunjun and never let her out again.

But looking at her clear eyes, he stopped again, he was probably really scared by her.

Xuanyi scooped up the water in the pool, washed the pearl earrings around his neck, turned his head to look at the silver moon outside the window, and said with a sigh: "If I want to be Wangshu in the future, I will have to drive and run with the moon all night every day." ”

It doesn't sound interesting at all.

There is a leisure priesthood to do and pick and choose, Fu Cang smiled dumbly, leaned on the window lattice, and looked at the scenery with her I don't know how many times I have seen, I never thought it was beautiful or not good-looking, but now he is glad that he can see such a vast moonscape in the Qingdi Palace.

If she becomes the goddess of Wangshu, the moonscape here will become meaningful.

"It's also solved from the Sea of Hatred anyway, it's all up to us, and the matter of killing the demons will let those emperors who throw things worry about it. She leaned her head on his shoulder, "Senior Brother Fucang, should we be lazy?" ”

Fu Cang pulled away the several wet long hairs stuck to her face, stretched out his arms around her, and rubbed the back of her thin white neck like a cat, and his voice was gentle: "Okay." ”

But before that, not to mention Shaoyi's affairs, at least go back to Zhongshan to see the situation? She could even leave her own life for the sake of her father and brother, why didn't she rush back to see them afterwards? Originally, she thought that as long as she said it again, he would immediately send her back to Zhongshan, but she never said it again, or did they have any special techniques of the Candle Yin Clan that they could contact privately?

The thoughtful dragon princess seemed to see his doubts, shook her right arm like white jade, and was triumphant: "I have already contacted Qing Yan, and I used the golden seal of the divine official technique." ”

As soon as she said "you don't know", Fu Cang couldn't help but flick it on her head, and then lowered his head and kissed her forehead, grinding with her ears and temples again, he had eaten the marrow and knew the taste, and he could no longer be satisfied.

The huge silver moon slipped inch by inch along the outline of Taishan, the eastern sky began to shine, Wangshu goddess drove the moon back, Xi and the goddess had not arrived with the sun for the time being, this short gap, the sky would be glowing with light ink hookah-like color, like warm and cold.

The door was not closed, the green yarn was blown open by the wind, Fu Cang slept deeply, his long hair spread on the pillow, and his robe hung loosely on his arms.

A hand touched his face, and with a twist of his wrist, a ball of candle cloudy white snow darker than the night fell into his palm.

Chunjun on the wooden frame made a low humming sound, Xuanyi didn't pay attention to it, only turned the black snow in her hand and turned it upside down, she used to hate the dazzling white, but now she suddenly felt that the white snow was better. Website of this site:, please support this site!

(Zilang Literature)