Shen Miaoyan was invited in, and the door to the bedroom closed behind her.

Standing in this dormitory again, somehow, she was a little cramped.

There are several lanterns lit in the room, and a man in a black silk tunic sits on a circle chair and reads a book leisurely.

The long jet-black hair hung leisurely behind his back, reflecting a faint sheen and smooth silk.

His eyes were lowered, his eyelashes reflected in the fan-shaped shadow on his handsome face, his thin lips pursed in a cold arc, and his face under the lamplight was more cold and majestic than before.

Looking downward, he was wearing snow-white socks on his feet, stepping on the smooth floor, making him look less noble and more of the fireworks in the world.

The girl walked slowly up to him and tilted her head, "You expected, I'll come back to you?" ”

The man's eyes were still staring at the scroll, and his voice was low and clear, "You are crueler than anyone else, but you are easier to be soft-hearted than anyone else." ”

Shen Miaoyan choked, unhappy in her heart, and said coldly: "Don't make it seem like you know me very well!" ”

The man turned the pages of the book, noncommittal.

Shen Miaoyan stood silent for a long time, and when he saw that he didn't speak, he couldn't calm down, and said straight to the point: "Xiao Chengjue is innocent, Gu Qinyuan is too ruthless, how can such a person be worthy of becoming the chief military advisor in your mansion?" Use the sacred tree that entrusts the faith of your Great Zhou people to exchange Xiao Cheng's trick to be imprisoned, don't you think the price is too great? ”

"Faith?" Jun Tianlan swept the words on the book with a glance and ten lines, and the curvature of the corners of his lips seemed to be sarcastic, "The people only need to believe in loneliness, which is enough." ”

An arrogant tone.

All of Shen Miaoyan's persuasion was blocked in his throat.

The moon tonight is still perfect, and the bright moonlight spills in from the window lattice, thin as a light veil, crystal pure.

Jun Tianlan finally finished reading the remaining pages of the book, closed the scroll and put it on the flower table next to him, tapped the edge of the flower table with his fingertips, and stared at Shen Miaoyan playfully, "What are you here to do tonight?" ”

The little girl bit her lip, and in the face of his gaze, she couldn't say anything to beg him.

As if seeing that she was unhappy, Jun Tianlan pointed to a plate of persimmons on the flower table, and patted his thigh again, "Sit down and serve the lonely persimmons." When you are happy, you will be granted. ”

Shen Miaoyan's face flushed.

However, she used to serve this guy closely, and she has done this kind of thing no less.

The hand hanging in the sleeve is gently clenched into a fist, just feed the persimmons, and it will be done in the time of a stick of incense.

Just feed her three wolf cubs.

She made up her mind, lowered her eyes, and carefully sat on Jun Tianlan's lap.

Reach out and gently pick up a persimmon from the flower table.

The persimmons are ripe and soft when pinched, and they are red under the light.

She hung her head, her wide sleeves were on her slender wrists, and her thin white fingertips like green onions poked out, gently uncovering the turquoise persimmon pedicle, and then gently peeling off the paper-thin persimmon skin along the golden circle under the persimmon pedicle.

Jun Tianlan leaned on the back of the chair, her dark red eyes stared at her quietly, her collar was wide open, her slender and delicate neck shimmered in the light, her side face was as delicate as jade, a few wisps of inky black green silk hung down on the white and tender ears, ink and white reflected each other, and the slightly upturned lips were red and attractive.

The curvature of the tip of the nose is just right, and the focused amber eyes seem to be filled with water, and the corners of the eyes are glowing crimson, like a delicate peach petal.

He watched, and suddenly reached out and pressed his hand to the corner of her eye.

The little girl turned to him, and the man stared into her eyes, which were deep and dark.

She lowered her eyes and held the half-peeled persimmon in front of him, "Persimmon ......"

"Feed me."

Shen Miaoyan brought the persimmon to his lips, and the man took a small bite.

This is the best fire crystal persimmon on the market, so sweet and refreshing, not astringent at all, just the sweet fragrance of persimmon diffused in the air, people can't help but lick their lips.

Some people say that persimmon is the taste of crush.

But Shen Miaoyan sniffed the sweet fragrance, but she clearly felt that this was a secret love, and it was clearly the taste of love.

Sweet but not greasy, hooking people tightly.

She watched Jun Tianlan eat and subconsciously swallowed her saliva.

Jun Tianlan heard the sound of saliva and raised his eyes to look at her.

The little girl immediately looked away, and a layer of shy pink gradually appeared on her tender little face, like a peach blossom blown by the spring breeze in March.

The sexy thin lips raised a vicious arc, and Jun Tianlan suddenly clasped the back of her head and kissed her the lips.

The soft and sweet persimmon meat in his mouth was slowly sent into Shen Miaoyan's mouth.

Shen Miaoyan's eyes shrank suddenly, and she was about to resist, but the man pressed against her lips and said with a bad tone: "If you dare to spit it out, Xiao Chengjue will die in prison." ”

The little girl was stunned, and the persimmon meat in her mouth was subconsciously swallowed into her stomach.

She was ashamed and annoyed, and pushed the man's face farther away, "Shameless! ”

Jun Tianlan chuckled, staring at her flower-like red face, the fingertips hidden in her sleeves twisted unconsciously, and a paper bag quietly slipped into his hand.

Shen Miaoyan turned her face angrily, and the medicinal powder in the paper bag was sprinkled on the persimmons, quietly submerging into the tender flesh.

Jun Tianlan took the remaining half of the persimmon, straightened her face, and brought the persimmon to her lips, "Eat." ”

The little girl bit her lip and stared at him for a while, and when she saw that he had a smile in her eyes, she bit the persimmon viciously.

The man watched her eat for a long time, the persimmon meat was too soft, and when it was about to be eaten, the flesh was sticky and slimy, and all the flesh flowed onto the man's bony fingers.

Shen Miaoyan saw that she had eaten it all, and was about to wipe her mouth with an embroidered handkerchief, but the man directly sent his middle finger stained with flesh to her mouth.

The little girl was angry and raised her eyes to stare at him fiercely, the man's face was expressionless, and there was a faint threat in his dark red eyes.

She lowered her eyes, forcibly suppressed her anger, and her little tongue deftly cleaned the flesh on that finger a little bit.

Her tongue was soft, wet and warm.

Jun Tianlan's eyes deepened, and his big palm quietly covered her waist, gently pulling the tie of her waist seal.

The crimson dress wrapped in a tender green waist seal was scattered and loose, and from the height of Jun Tianlan, you could clearly see the pink belly pocket bulging inside the dress.

The small belly pocket can no longer wrap the white and tender roundness......

His palm slowly moved up her back, gently pulling her collar down.

Shen Miaoyan licked his fingers, the more he licked it, the more strange he felt, and there seemed to be a burning heat in his body, which made her skin glow with a layer of heat, but the autumn night was obviously cold.

She twisted her small body impatiently, and inexplicably felt that the hand of the man in front of her was strangely cold, and she couldn't help but hold it deeper, and subconsciously leaned towards him.

The candle flame jumped on the brass branch lamp, and the chirping of autumn insects came from the window, and the atmosphere in the room warmed up little by little as the girl unconsciously moved closer to the man's arms.

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I'll eat tomorrow, and I hope tomorrow's chapters won't be blocked.

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