There was a faint smell of cold fragrance from the person behind her, and the hand around her waist was slightly forced, burying his head between her neck and rubbing it around, and sighed lightly.

The familiar smell reassured her, and it was a unique smell on Che's body.

The smile on his lips deepened unconsciously, his body did not move, let him hold it, and spoke softly, breaking the quiet atmosphere.

"Who is a bold fanatic, who dares to come in the middle of the night to despise this girl."

The corners of Murong Lingche's lips hooked slightly, her thin lips bit lightly on her snow-white neck, and the hand around her waist tightened a little.

"That's why don't I be thin and light to the end."

The low, magnetic, seductive, mellow voice disturbed her pool of spring water and tickled her pounding heart.

Mu Zhiyu's face instantly turned red, and she felt that the hands on her body became restless, her heart beat even faster, and she dodged in a panic and broke free from his embrace.

Murong Lingche grabbed her wrist at a faster speed, pulled her into his arms again, and looked at her condescendingly, with an evil arc on his lips, and his obsidian-like eyes wrinkled and shining.

Seeing her bow her head and shy, she didn't dare to look directly at her cute appearance, the smile on the corner of her mouth was even stronger, she wrapped her waist, her feet off the ground, like a gust of wind, and the next moment, she arrived at the soft couch.

Sitting on the soft couch, gently lifted her wrist, easily let her sit on her lap, held her face with both hands and made her look up at herself, the corners of her mouth were slightly hooked, and her thin lips were lightly opened, "Just now, where do you want to run?" ”

The voice was faint, but it was full of charm, which made Mu Zhiyu's heart ripple, and in front of him, she always had no power to parry.

He pouted at him, raised his hand to take his hand away from his face, looked up at him and said with a smile, "Naturally, stay away from you." ”

"It seems that I haven't seen you for a month, and you are undertrained again."

Murong Lingche lowered his eyes at her, his thin lips raised slightly, and then his fingertips flicked on her forehead.

"Oops, it hurts." Mu Zhiyu slapped his hand away, muttered in his mouth, and reached out to rub his forehead, which was a little red by him.

"It doesn't hurt when other men play it?" Thinking of something, his deep eyes suddenly became dark and surging, and the cold air kept coming out.

"Huh?" Mu Zhiyu was slightly stunned, the hand rubbing his forehead was still in mid-air, and he raised his eyes to look at him, puzzlement flashed in his eyes.

Looking at her appearance, Murong Lingche's mood suddenly improved, the corners of his lips rose slightly, and his thin lips spit out a word, "Silly." ”

"You're stupid, and you smoke for no reason." He gave him a blank look, clenched his small fist and slammed it on his chest a few times.

Murong Lingche didn't move at all, looking at her, the smile on the corner of his lips gradually expanded.

Tired of beating, rubbing his hands, his chest was too hard, and he couldn't feel any pain in thick clothes, so he had to give up.

"Silly." Looking at her, I couldn't help but laugh dumbly.

"You're still addicted to me, aren't you?" Mu Zhiyu was extremely angry, his eyes were looking at his body, and finally locked on the place that was not wrapped in clothes.

Automatically ignoring his bewitching face, like a puppy, he pounced on his neck and bit it.

When he opened his mouth, he saw the bite on his neck, and suddenly became red and swollen, and looked up at him with satisfaction, his eyebrows and eyes were crooked with a smile, his lips were hooked, his head was shaken, his body was also upside down, and he even hummed a small song.

She didn't know she was on fire until she felt a foreign object between her legs against her, and she didn't stop going crazy, and she reacted instantly, and she was still sitting on his lap.

glanced down, stunned for a moment, and then looked up at him with wide eyes and blank eyes, and found that the green tendons on his forehead were bulging, obviously suppressing something.

His eyes flashed with a mixture of light and extinction, staring at her in a trance, his breathing became short, he endured it for a while, and finally decided to obey his wishes.

Holding her with both hands, she pressed her closer to her chest, and slowly leaned down to press down, the cold fragrance became more and more intense, and the fragrance that belonged to him filled her nose.

Mu Zhiyu looked at his face getting closer and closer in a daze, his heart was beating violently, his eyes narrowed uncontrollably, and he forgot to hide.

Murong Lingche tightened her arms, her thin lips covered hers, at first it was just a gentle kiss, and then slowly pried open her teeth and poked inside, her tongues tossed and entangled, both of them became confused, their breathing became heavier, and the temperature in the room gradually rose.

Mu Zhiyu sat on his lap, hugged tightly by him, his upper body was tightly attached to his arms, and his hands unconsciously wrapped around his neck, gradually responding to his kiss.

Murong Lingche hugged her, the kiss was heavier, he bit her lip lightly, and her lips and tongue stirred again, her fragrant fragrance constantly teased his reason, and the fire in his body became more and more intense.

Mu Zhiyu was almost forgotten by his kiss, her nose made a small whisper, her wheezing gradually became unstable, and she moaned softly unconsciously.

Listening to Murong Lingche's ears, it was more like an invitation, and his mind became more and more unstable, one hand wrapped around her soft and unstable body, and the other hand slowly moved forward, rubbing the protrusion on her chest through the clothes, but he felt that it was not enjoyable, and slowly reached into it, kneading it without any hindrance, and the soft touch made the fire in his body even stronger.

Loosening her lips, squinting slightly, looking at her closed and misty eyes, panting, kissing her neck, slowly moving down, kissing her collarbone, hands coming out of her clothes, and began to unbutton her clothes.

Mu Zhiyu was almost forgetful, her whole body became soft, if it weren't for Murong Lingche's hand holding her, I am afraid she would have slipped to the ground.

Slowly, the coat had slipped to the ground, and the pink belly pocket was reflected in front of Murong Lingche's eyes.

Blurred eyes, kissed her snow-white fragrant shoulder, kept biting her neck, and finally pulled his hand gently, his belly pocket fell to the ground, and his upper body was exposed in front of him without any obstacles.

Murong Lingche's eyes were spewing fire, blood was spurting all over her body, squinting his eyes and kissing every inch of her skin, his hand slowly slid towards her body, and finally stopped between her legs, gently rubbing, causing her to tremble, and her mouth kept moaning and panting.

The fireworks continued outside, drowning out the murmurs inside.

Just when Murong Lingche felt that she was moved and wanted to untie the shackles on her body and enjoy this red candle night in spring, there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Xiao Yu'er, have you slept?"

Chu Muchen's voice came outside, and when he saw that Mu Zhiyu's room was still lit, he thought that she hadn't slept yet, and wanted to have a good chat with her on this Chinese New Year's Eve.

The two people who were making out in the room were interrupted, and Mu Zhiyu violently pushed Murong Lingche away, making his face full of black lines, and his face couldn't be darker anymore.

Chu Muchen's voice shouted back Mu Zhiyu's wandering soul, and he came to his senses in an instant, and saw that he was hanging on Murong Lingche's body in rags, his face turned red, and he got off his lap at once, and he didn't care about wearing a belly pocket, and pulled over the clothes scattered on the ground and instantly put them on neatly.

Chu Muchen stood at the door and didn't get a response, so he asked again, "Xiao Yu'er, have you slept?" ”

Mu Zhiyu adjusted his breathing slightly, tried his best to make his voice sound unusual, and shouted in the direction of the door, "Ah, I'm taking a bath, and I'll fall asleep in a while." ”

"I saw that the light was on in your room, I thought you hadn't slept, and I wanted to talk to you, in that case, then I'll go back to the room first, good night."

"Good night." Listening to Chu Muchen's footsteps gradually walking away, Mu Zhiyu breathed a sigh of relief slightly.

How do you feel that she and Che are cheating so much, obviously they are a legal couple who have worshipped the church.

"Yu'er ......"

Murong Lingche's hoarse voice came from the side, and when she turned her head, she saw his resentful eyes, and her face turned red in an instant, remembering what happened just now, she was ashamed to find a crack in the ground to get into.

"Murong Lingche, you hooligan." He whispered a word and turned away from him.

Murong Lingche opened his arms and hugged her from behind, put his head in her ear, and said softly, "Yu'er, let's continue." ”

Mu Zhiyu's face turned even redder, and he immediately retorted, "Don't." ”

"Are you sure you don't?" Murong Lingche sighed lightly, turned her body around, and motioned for her to look at her legs.

The snow-white clothes on his legs were wet, Mu Zhiyu immediately reacted to what was going on, his cheeks were hot, he raised his hand to hammer him a few times, but he hugged him, and the overwhelming kiss went down.

Mu Zhiyu struggled for a moment, rescued his lips, lowered his head and whispered, "Let's do it another day, the guards outside will hear the movement." "This guard naturally refers to Chu Muchen's guard.

"So you're worried about that." Murong Lingche chuckled, and then used internal force to insulate the entire room from the outside world.

Mu Zhiyu was slightly stunned, and then his face quickly turned red again, "Chu Muchen's guards are also very high, you can't guarantee that each of them can't hear it." ”

"Do you think I'm not as good as theirs?" The hand gently rubbed her nose, amused by her worry, in this world, there are probably not many people who can compare with him.

"But, I ......" Mu Zhiyu blushed, bit his lower lip, and said softly, "You owe me the night of candles in the cave room, do you want to do it in someone else's home?" ”

Murong Lingche was stunned for a moment, then chuckled, resting his chin on her forehead, adjusting his rapid and unsteady breathing, "Okay, it's up to you, when the things here are done, let's go back to the palace." ”

As the last fireworks bloomed, the dark night sky fell silent again.

Mu Zhiyu buried his head deep in his arms and smiled, "When did you come back?" ”

"The imperial capital that arrived this morning."

He originally wanted to see her first, and then deal with the affairs of Lingyu Palace, but he didn't expect to see her and Li Wuxian talking and laughing from a distance on the street, and Li Wuxian also raised her hand affectionately and flicked her forehead, this stupid woman, she didn't know how to avoid suspicion.

Sighing lightly, he knew that she was just a master of Liwuxian, but he still had a taste in his heart, and then turned around and went to the other courtyard to ask Lan Ping about the situation of the Lingyu Palace these days.

"Then why didn't you come to me first?" Flattened her mouth, she was very dissatisfied, she had been away for so long, and she didn't come to see her first when she came back.

"Who said I didn't go to you, but someone was talking and laughing with another man at the time."

The tone was light, and he couldn't hear the emotion, but Mu Zhiyu felt as if he was angry, came out of his arms, looked up at him, and frowned slightly, "That's my master, you won't turn your head and walk away for no reason." ”

Murong Lingche looked at her and didn't speak, just raised his hand and flicked her forehead slightly, and then his face was cold, and he looked ahead expressionlessly, his eyes deep and distant.

Mu Zhiyu seemed to understand something, and suddenly giggled, "Are you unhappy that your master flicked my forehead?" ”

Seeing that he was still in that posture, he reached out and poked his cheek gently, "I thought that you would only play hooligan in front of me, and it was rare to have such a serious time." ”

Hearing this, Murong Lingche slowly lowered his eyes and looked at her incomparably bright little face with a smile, the corners of his mouth almost rose slightly, and he flicked her forehead again, still silent.

"Oh, look at your awkwardness, you just should be my eldest brother who plays my forehead." Looking at him with a tilted head, I really don't know why he is so cautious.

"The appearance is, but the essence is not."

Mu Zhiyu helplessly supported his forehead and rolled his eyes secretly, "Even if it's not, it's my master." ”

"If your master is a gray old man, it's normal." With such a master of the same age, it's no wonder that he doesn't worry.

"Stingy, didn't you just flick your forehead, it's a big deal that I won't let a man touch me casually in the future." In this way, he should not be angry.

"Wrong."

frowned, stared at him with wide eyes, and a fire was brewing in his heart, what else did he want.

Fingertips poked her forehead lightly, and said seriously, "Except for me." ”

"Can you stop panting so much?" gave him a fierce look, this person wanted to her off to death.

Murong Lingche still kept that face on his face, and said indifferently, "I heard that someone was making medicinal food for other men in the imperial dining room until midnight. The tone was sour.

Mu Zhiyu blinked and looked at him, then lowered his eyes and twisted his eyebrows, and secretly rolled his eyes, Ling San and Ling Si reported everything to him so quickly, grinding their teeth fiercely, and they had to teach the two of them a good lesson when they found time.

Her expression was in Murong Ling Che's eyes, and there was a smile in her eyes, "Ling San and Ling Si naturally have the obligation to report everything to me, and you don't have to be angry with them." ”

Raising her eyes and glaring at him fiercely, her legs hanging at his sides lifted, and she kicked him hard, "Watch me." ”

"If it weren't for that, how would I know the good things you did behind my back." He didn't mean to spy on her, but he learned by the way, and deliberately said this, just to let her know that he was angry, and the consequences were very strict.

"Chu Muchen didn't eat dinner that day, I saw that he was hungry and pitiful, so I made medicinal food for him to eat, and I wanted to use him to practice his hands, and when he was proficient, he could make it for our wise and martial prince."

Tilting her head and smiling at him, revealing a row of neat white teeth, she was very cute.

Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, Murong Lingche's face immediately turned from gloomy to clear, with an evil arc on his lips, raised his hand and pinched her chin slightly, lowered his head close to her lip flap, rubbed it gently, and then exhaled lightly with his thin lips against her red lips, and said in a low voice, "Really? ”

Mu Zhiyu opened his mouth and bit at his sexy thin lips, then reached out to break the hand he was holding himself, kept his head away from a safe position, and smiled with crooked eyebrows, "Of course it's true." ”

"I'll let you go this time." As soon as she raised her hand, she grabbed her.

"You want to poke me again? I'm almost poked in the forehead by you. He said with a flat mouth and extremely dissatisfied, grabbed his hand and pinched it fiercely, anyway, he was not afraid of pain.