The moon in the sky and the moon on the earth (16)
The cold air came unexpectedly at night, and the clouds were disturbed violently, and the cold rain was floating outside the window, a layer of foggy water vapor condensed on the window, and the candlelight reflected on the paper window, and the two figures overlapped, and the rain hit the leaves and ticked, and the light panting sound in the room was intertwined in the silent air.
Ji Buyao couldn't help himself, and before he finished removing Ning Qingzhi's clothes, he was about to stick them, rubbing his thighs against the hem of Ning Qingzhi's clothes, and raised his legs to straddle his waist.
The man's face was expressionless and seemed to be very focused, and he held her waist with his hand.
Ji Buyao was interested, when Ning Qingzhi deliberately flirted, she had a clothes pocket left, Ning Qingzhi held her waist and chose to put her hand on the clothes pocket without touching her skin.
"Ning Qingzhi, do you like this tone?" Ji Buyao made his tone sound very innocent, it turned out that he liked this kind of semi-suggestive.
Ning Qingzhi put the person on the bed with both hands and sat on the edge of her bed, with affectionate eyebrows, Ji Buyao took the opportunity to hook his neck: "Let's have a good time today, okay?" Proton is afraid that it will be uncomfortable in the Ji Dynasty, right? ”
Ji Buyao suddenly got up and reached out to touch Ning Qingzhi's leg, but the man shook his head obediently: "It's okay." ”
After speaking, Ning Qingzhi patiently untied the tie of Ji Buyao's belly pocket, but did not tear it off, he said softly: "What is Fang Cai's voice?" ”
When Ji Buyao heard this, he bit his lip lightly, endured his shame, and let out a few more uncontrollable sounds, hooking Ning Qingzhi's tail finger: "Do you like to listen?" ”
Ning Qingzhi's earlobe moved, and outside the door, the people in the house reported: "Lord Yinning-to-"
Ji Buyao got up in a panic, sat back suddenly, and pulled Ning Qingzhi's shirt to continue: "Ning Qingzhi, don't you want your voice?" ”
Ning Qingzhi's eyes were confused: "Yes." ”
Yu Yin ignored the obstruction of the princess's subordinates, and took out the gold medal that Ji Sheng had given to the Yu family: "I think who dares to block it today?" ”
Those who have gold medals in the mortal world are like seeing the saints.
Yu Yin pushed the door open.
Qi Xuan, who was following him, instantly covered his eyes, although he knew that it was fake, but he still had spicy eyes, and he lit rows of candles for his master in his heart.
Ji Buyao was naked and attached to Ning Qingzhi, although the latter was wearing a thin layer of clothes, but those two hands, one hand gently pushed Ji Buyao through the placket, and the other hand caressed her waist through the pocket and took the person into her arms.
It looks like you want to refuse it.
Yu Yin's face sank, his eyes cold.
Ning Qingzhi noticed her expression, blinked, her heart was terrified, and she still looked emotional on her face.
After making eye contact with Yu Yin, he kicked Ji Buyao away half confused and half confused: "She is more like Yinyin." ”
It's all come to this point, Ji Buyao doesn't care about it, wraps himself in a quilt, and points at Yu Yin and shouts: "Break into the princess's mansion, drag me out, and kill me with a stick!" For the rest, the princess is responsible! ”
As soon as she finished speaking, the voice of a eunuch louder than the subordinate sounded outside the door: "The emperor-up-drive-to"
Ji Buyao couldn't believe it, and hurriedly found his coat and put it on indiscriminately, and Ning Qingzhi also tidied up his clothes as if he was sober.
The woman's clothes are more troublesome, and when Ji Sheng came in, Ning Qingzhi stood on the side with guilt on her face, and everyone looked at Ji Buyao getting dressed, and there was a red mark on her shoulder, which was very dazzling.
"Ji Buyao! What's going on! Ji Sheng roared.
Qi Xuan pursed his lips, pretending to be quite similar, didn't those people who followed Ning Qingzhi report to Ji Sheng?
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The cold air came unexpectedly at night, and the clouds were disturbed violently, and the cold rain was floating outside the window, a layer of foggy water vapor condensed on the window, and the candlelight reflected on the paper window, and the two figures overlapped, and the rain hit the leaves and ticked, and the light panting sound in the room was intertwined in the silent air.
Ji Buyao couldn't help himself, and before he finished removing Ning Qingzhi's clothes, he was about to stick them, rubbing his thighs against the hem of Ning Qingzhi's clothes, and raised his legs to straddle his waist.
The man's face was expressionless and seemed to be very focused, and he held her waist with his hand.
Ji Buyao was interested, when Ning Qingzhi deliberately flirted, she had a clothes pocket left, Ning Qingzhi held her waist and chose to put her hand on the clothes pocket without touching her skin.
"Ning Qingzhi, do you like this tone?" Ji Buyao made his tone sound very innocent, it turned out that he liked this kind of semi-suggestive.
Ning Qingzhi put the person on the bed with both hands and sat on the edge of her bed, with affectionate eyebrows, Ji Buyao took the opportunity to hook his neck: "Let's have a good time today, okay?" Proton is afraid that it will be uncomfortable in the Ji Dynasty, right? ”
Ji Buyao suddenly got up and reached out to touch Ning Qingzhi's leg, but the man shook his head obediently: "It's okay." ”
After speaking, Ning Qingzhi patiently untied the tie of Ji Buyao's belly pocket, but did not tear it off, he said softly: "What is Fang Cai's voice?" ”
When Ji Buyao heard this, he bit his lip lightly, endured his shame, and let out a few more uncontrollable sounds, hooking Ning Qingzhi's tail finger: "Do you like to listen?" ”
Ning Qingzhi's earlobe moved, and outside the door, the people in the house reported: "Lord Yinning-to-"
Ji Buyao got up in a panic, sat back suddenly, and pulled Ning Qingzhi's shirt to continue: "Ning Qingzhi, don't you want your voice?" ”
Ning Qingzhi's eyes were confused: "Yes." ”
Yu Yin ignored the obstruction of the princess's subordinates, and took out the gold medal that Ji Sheng had given to the Yu family: "I think who dares to block it today?" ”
Those who have gold medals in the mortal world are like seeing the saints.
Yu Yin pushed the door open.
Qi Xuan, who was following him, instantly covered his eyes, although he knew that it was fake, but he still had spicy eyes, and he lit rows of candles for his master in his heart.
Ji Buyao was naked and attached to Ning Qingzhi, although the latter was wearing a thin layer of clothes, but those two hands, one hand gently pushed Ji Buyao through the placket, and the other hand caressed her waist through the pocket and took the person into her arms.
It looks like you want to refuse it.
Yu Yin's face sank, his eyes cold.
Ning Qingzhi noticed her expression, blinked, her heart was terrified, and she still looked emotional on her face.
After making eye contact with Yu Yin, he kicked Ji Buyao away half confused and half confused: "She is more like Yinyin." ”
It's all come to this point, Ji Buyao doesn't care about it, wraps himself in a quilt, and points at Yu Yin and shouts: "Break into the princess's mansion, drag me out, and kill me with a stick!" For the rest, the princess is responsible! ”
As soon as she finished speaking, the voice of a eunuch louder than the subordinate sounded outside the door: "The emperor-up-drive-to"
Ji Buyao couldn't believe it, and hurriedly found his coat and put it on indiscriminately, and Ning Qingzhi also tidied up his clothes as if he was sober.
The woman's clothes are more troublesome, and when Ji Sheng came in, Ning Qingzhi stood on the side with guilt on her face, and everyone looked at Ji Buyao getting dressed, and there was a red mark on her shoulder, which was very dazzling.
"Ji Buyao! What's going on! Ji Sheng roared.
Qi Xuan pursed his lips, pretending to be quite similar, didn't those people who followed Ning Qingzhi report to Ji Sheng?