"Uh......" The dark shadow under the moonlight was stunned, and the silver mask crashed into view.

"Princess? Princess? Wake up......" The woman on the ground opened her eyes weakly, only to see a vague thin figure, she wanted to move her lips to say something, but she felt a tearing pain in her throat, and finally, her eyes closed and she fainted.

Yazhu is a small building, and the water is sparkling.

The moon is shadowed, and it is divided into one color.

The verdant bamboo building, the water-green gauze curtain is rolled up by the breeze, and the swaying yarn pattern is like rippling blue waves, dazzling.

The light scent of bamboo fills the entire elegant cottage.

Fu Shiqing sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the sleeping woman in front of her with light eyes, her cheeks were very white, transparent and crystalline.

He never thought he could get such a close look at her, seeing her slender and thick eyelashes, and the charming fan-shaped shadow beneath her eyes.

As if thinking of something, he smiled slightly, fortunately, he knew a little about medical skills, and he saved her life.

He raised his hand to caress the pale cheek, but the slender palm froze in the air, leaving only the knotted shadow of the hand projected on the pale cheek.

His light eyes darkened, revealing a faint sense of loss, and he finally put it down weakly, and silently put his hand into his sleeve.

The open bamboo window, with a slight night breeze, brings in a rich and sweet aroma in the haze.

The slender fingertips bent up, flicked the red powder on it, and as soon as the breeze sent it, it drifted into the house.

The cold eyes are smiling, the corners of the lips are hooked, and they are extremely charming.

The Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold, Mu Chujin, you can enjoy it!

Hum!

In the blink of an eye, a red shadow disappeared into the vast night.

"So hot? It's so hot......" The woman on the bed groaned softly, and her slender body writhed uneasily.

"Princess......" Fu Shiqing called softly, her voice was a little rough because she was trying her best to hide her desires.

He felt hot all over his body, his lower body was swollen, and there were streams of heat in his abdomen, and he suddenly felt that he needed to vent, vent this unbearable desire.

What to do?

He tugged at the sideburns on his forehead, but he couldn't subtract the heat in his body. Strips of green tendons burst out on his flat forehead, and beads of sweat the size of beans fell.

Tick –

Beads of sweat fell on the peach-like crimson lips, the woman groaned coquettishly, and her slender hands waved in the air indiscriminately, and finally pulled the placket on her chest, and the buttons of the clothes were torn, revealing a piece of pink skin.

The man's breathing in front of the bed was as rapid as a small motor, all sprayed on his pale but weirdly pink cheeks, Fu Shiqing looked at the woman on the bed who was as delicate as a rose, and the trembling pink lips seemed to be inviting herself.