The waist was grabbed by a wide, hot hand, which pressed against the man's chest, which was as hard as iron.

Dry and fresh thin lips kissed up, and in Shen Yue's suddenly wide eyes, Cheng Qiangong just looked at her quietly, and didn't react much, as if he was not kissing a person lightly, but doing an extremely simple and inconsequential thing.

There is no affection, only an incomparably complex dark color, as if something terrible is deeply suppressed and bound, ready to move.

Such a look......

Such a look......

It is exactly the same as the evil and dark eyes in the deepest part of the memory, as dark and thick as thick ink that cannot be dissolved.

Even if it is covered with that extremely sloppy emotion, it can't hide the creepy possession.

Shen Yue's face turned slightly pale, and the emotions that had been suppressed for a long time were surging at this moment, holding his breath, trying to stabilize the increasingly rapid breathing.

But it didn't work.

She glanced over her head and avoided the man's kiss, her stomach churning with the urge to vomit, the thick nausea that made her face more and more pale and sickly.

She thought that she would slowly fade away from the gloomy and terrible memories of her youth, but that fear had been engraved into her bones, and she was rotten and stinky.

I can't forget it, I can't forget it at all.

Even if those people are dead, they still can't be forgotten.

Cheng Qiangong, who was pushed away, stared expressionlessly for a while, his eyes deepened, and he raised his fingers to pinch Shen Yue's cheeks like iron tongs, directly squeezing her teeth open.

Cheng Qiangong's eyelashes drooped, and the gloomy emotion in his eyes was suppressed and suffocated.

"What are you hiding?" Cheng Qiangong's tone became cold: "Didn't you say you wanted to play with me?" ”

Shen Yue's pupils were in a brief trance, the slender black eyelashes hung down quietly, the corners of the eyes were dotted with red moles, and under the delicate snow-white skin of the eyelids, a faint shadow was cast, trembling lightly like the fragility of butterfly wings.

The plump and bright red lips were bitten and bitten, and the color was even more colorful.

"Don't ......"

"Don't touch my ......"

Just now, I was smiling and took the initiative to seduce, but now I pretend to refuse.

Is this lustful indulgence?

A mocking sneer appeared on his handsome face, and the strength of his fingers was not loosened, and the white and greasy skin was overwhelmed and revealed gorgeous marks.

"Cheng Qiangong." The slender neck was stretched out, drawing a graceful arc to the point of suffocation, and the gorgeous hoarse voice trembled with some imperceptible tremors.

Still resisting.

Cheng Qiangong ignored the mania of his heart being burned by a nameless fire, and even went even more too far in order to make Shen Yue afraid.

The ferocious bite is not tender, as if it is not a kiss, but a kind of venting.

His breathing, listened to in this dimly lit carriage, was like a strange syllable coming out of the throat of a beast.

The palm of his hand pressed against the snow-white back of his neck, and Shen Yue, who was completely controlled by him, trembled, his thick eyelashes were wet with tears, one by one, and the tails of his eyes were red, sickly and beautiful.

When he let go, looking at Shen Yue's red, swollen and broken lips, he gradually felt that the irritability in his heart calmed down a little, and he also eased his mind a little from the violent and uncontrollable lust.

Shen Yue's skin was very white, sickly pale, like a piece of snow on the same branch.

The dark placket was rudely torn open, revealing a slender and snow-white neck, and at the moment it was a piece of blue and a piece of purple, embedded in the flesh, which looked a little shocking.

He suppressed the inexplicable panic and nervousness in his heart, hugged Shen Yue to the software, carefully sorted out her clothes, and covered all traces one by one.

Shen Yue'an quietly let him sway, his expression was confused and innocent, and under the thin skin, he could see the fragile and beautiful cyan blood vessels.

Cheng Qiangong's fingertips accidentally brushed the trace of skin, his heart beat like thunder, and his blood boiled.

It was as if there was a thread that bound the two people together, entwined, and trapped in a swamp of chaos.

He couldn't get out again.

can only be entangled with Shen Yue endlessly.

Cheng Qiangong clenched his fists stiffly, and his nails pierced into his palms.

The rain had stopped, the air was filled with the smell of dampness and freshness, the smell of earth wafted away, and the breeze was pleasantly cool.

The branches and leaves of the green trees swayed in the wind, and the tiny raindrops fell from the trees, making a rustling sound.

——

Shen Yaojin's stupidity is good.

This incident spread all over the palace, and the young and stupid Seventh Prince was a blessing in disguise, was seriously injured, had a high fever, and burned his brain after waking up.

The emperor also went over to visit, and took it in the palace of the Seventh Prince for a long time, I heard that the two chatted very happily, and not long after the emperor left, a large number of rewards were carried in one by one.

seems to please the emperor very much.

At this moment, the dark wind in the palace was surging, and the Seven Princes were no longer the Seven Princes of the past, and no one dared to slack off, and the food and clothing were all fine.

The dark night is brightly lit, the candles in the dormitory are dancing, and the warm yellow of the light adds a warm color to the cold night, like a gorgeous feather pavilion floating in the air.

Shen Yue sat on the soft couch and teased the turtle with a brush, the turtle's shell was very hard, so he scratched the turtle's hands and feet with a brush.

The turtle crawled strongly, and it didn't crawl out of Shen Yue's sight for a long time.

The cool breeze from the window wrenched the veil and rattled, and soon the window was closed, Fu'an took a thin robe and draped it over Shen Yue, and instructed softly: "Your Highness, it's cold at night, be careful of getting caught in the cold." ”

The white and soft fingertips touched the hard shell of the turtle, Shen Yue lowered his eyes, his eyelashes crossed a layer of golden light, and his jawline was snow-white, and the pure color was bright red, as if he asked unintentionally.

"Seventh, you say, will he blame me?"

She blamed her for leaving him there alone, leaving him alone to face the dangerous wolves, and almost died.

If you are still that fool, you should not be careful, and you will definitely come up again after the injury, and call the fourth brother sweetly.

But now that Shen Yaojin has been better for some time, she hasn't come to her, so she should be resentful.

Fu'an just held her somewhat cold hand, raised her face, and smiled softly with her white and delicate face under the warm yellow candle flame.

"Your Highness, it doesn't matter if you complain or not, we don't think about unhappy things."

He just wants His Highness to be happy.

Nothing else matters.

Shen Yaojin is even less important, Fu'an even thinks that His Royal Highness the Seventh is a troublesome spirit, he unknowingly broke into His Highness's heart, leaving traces, and then he didn't understand anything.

And His Royal Highness will become extremely weak to those who are hearted.

In this way, it is very vulnerable.