This person, why does Lu appear in front of her so often? Is it a coincidence, or is it intentional?

Wen Yukou was a little flustered and forced to calm down. She was not afraid of him, but she didn't dare to speak too loudly, the maidservants were all nearby, if they were alarmed and the words of the prince were heard, then she would not be able to wash it even if she jumped into the Yellow River. But she couldn't bear this breath no matter what, and her snow-white teeth bit her lower lip tightly, thinking of a plan to get out.

Xiahou Shenxiao saw that she was about to bite and bleed, and suddenly couldn't bear it, and was about to kiss her, but stopped, stretched out his index finger and pressed it on her lips: "Doesn't it hurt?" His lips were unexpectedly soft and beautiful, and he couldn't help but rub them, as if he were caressing the most delicate and beautiful thing in the world, but the pain hit him in a moment. It turned out that Wen Yukou was angry in his heart, biting his fingertips viciously, blood spilled between his lips, and the silhouette of Xiahou Shenxiao was reflected in his big black eyes, pure and crystalline, like a piece of black jade flawless.

Xiahou Shenxiao was indifferent, neither letting go nor drinking, and let Wen Yukou bite. His appearance seems to say, this is really a little pet that loves to bite, how to make her raid successful, as the owner, let her be spoiled for a while.

Wen Yukou understood his indifference, and hated him even more in his heart, he just wanted to bite him and let him go, but at this moment, he exerted his strength, biting very hard, the depression in his chest, the noise in his brain, and the wavering in his heart, all of which were vented with her biting strength.

Damn it!

Damn it!!

Damn it!!!

"I hate you, I hate you, I hate you!!" Her lips whined, her long eyelashes trembled, her teeth closed tightly, and the smell of blood filled her mouth, sweet, sad, and absolutely disliked...... "But I'm so tired, I hate so tired, don't let me go for anything......"

Mother, are you cold in the ice room? You are obviously alive, but you are put in such a cage-like place, even if it is as beautiful as heaven, there is no lover and children, what is the difference between living and dying!

And Cheng Ying, his legs, can't get any better. He was so young and sensible, but he made a small mistake and lost a leg......

It's all the people she loves......

The more you want to protect, the more you can't. The weeds and vines that had been entrenched in my heart for a long time began to spread and grow rapidly, and the barren land was covered with hard armor, but who could know that the armor was made of soft weeds...... It's just vulnerable.

Wen Yukou forgot who she bit and how long she had bitten, and when she came to her senses, she was already lying in Xiahou Shenxiao's arms, her face was full of tears, and her underwear was almost soaked, miserable. And Xiahou Shenxiao held a handkerchief and wiped her face silently, so light, so soft, it didn't look like him.

It's already so close......

Rather than shocked, Wen Yukou was more afraid: "Did I say anything?!" Another cold sweat as she looked at him in fear.

"Does it matter? I thought you'd ask me if I took the opportunity to steal incense. Xiahou Shenxiao looked into her eyes fixedly, and his warm palm wrapped his arms around her waist and took her into his arms, she struggled, but he hugged her tighter, and she couldn't breathe. The heartbeats of the two were mixed together, and Wen Yukou scolded in a low voice: "Bastard, beast, shameless!" You let go of me......"

"It's okay for you to scold me, Miss Wen, I'm afraid I won't be able to let go of you today. You can scold, just like you bite me, as long as you feel happy, listen to it. ”

"What exactly do you want from me? Whatever you want, I'll give it to you! After such a long period of entanglement, Wen Yukou was almost exhausted.

"The ...... I want" the man was extremely ambiguously close to her ear, like a tiger sniffing a rose, and his breath was extremely vague and dangerous: "It's your determination." ”