Rong Tian directly took the girl in front of him into his arms, and he was soft and lush.

"I said, don't recruit me, don't think I'll let it go......

Jiang Rao was hugged by him and did not struggle, but raised her eyes to look at him, only to find that his eyes were also staring deeply at herself.

The dark eyes seem to look straight into the heart of a person.

Seeing this, Jiang Rao couldn't help but smile.

The red lips were like the first blooming poppy, which made her beautiful face brighter and brighter.

She leaned her head up towards him a little, and the two of them were so close that they were only two fingers apart, and their breath was against each other.

Jiang Rao's fingertips didn't stop.

With countless ambiguities, lingering on his jaw and neck.

Rong Tian felt an indescribable tingling sensation spread along the texture through the girl's fingertips, making him itch uncontrollably, and his Adam's apple rolled unconsciously.

Sensing the man's subtle movements, the smile on the corner of Jiang Rao's mouth became even stronger, "Don't let go."

She then asked, "So, you agreed to this deal, did you?"

It seemed that only her previous affirmative answer was heard in her ears, and Rong Tian suddenly smiled, and the bottom of her eyes fluctuated.

The two looked at each other like glued paint.

Rong Tian let go of the hand that was imprisoned on the girl's waist, and his slender fingers hooked a lock of black hair to save her ear.

In the fading candle flame, hook up the hazy temptation.

Jiang Rao glanced at the man's withdrawn hand, his gaze slid to the bridge of his jade-like nose, and then to the thin red lips, and couldn't help but swallow.

Since they are all their own people, there is nothing that cannot be moved.

She stepped directly on her feet, and her lips were imprinted.

The lips were close to each other, Rong Tian was just stunned for a moment before reacting, and the condescending height easily continued to hold the girl in his arms, he lowered his head slightly, deepening the kiss.

The slender waist was clasped by him, which he had longed for for a long time.

The movements on her lips became more and more familiar, slowly taking away her breath step by step.

The candlelight flickered lightly on the wooden platform, creating a sparkling shadow on the wall.

The intertwined figures are also among them, covering up the vivid posture.

I don't know how long it took for the two to be completely separated, during which they stopped once but were continued to be posted by the man, and this time it was really stopped.

The girl's jade-like skin is dyed crimson, her eyes are full of tears, and she is extremely charming.

Looking at its appearance, Rong tilted his eyes slightly dark.

If it weren't for the fear that she would be angry with him, he would still want to continue.

I didn't know why Buddhism has color vows before, but now it is clear that she is both lust and desire.

It was the cause and effect of his life.

"Auntie ......"

The two words of intimacy were whispered between his lips and teeth, which seemed particularly deep.

Jiang Rao's breathing slowed down, but there was still a touch of crimson in the corners of her eyes, looking at the man's soft gaze, the corners of her mouth hooked a little arc, "People in Buddhism should be empty, I'm afraid I will miss your cultivation after today."

Knowing that she was deliberately teasing, the corners of Rong tilted her mouth slightly, "I am willing."

"And if Granda wants, she can ...... it today Break the ring." He deliberately paused and aggravated the latter two words, mixed with a bit of meaning.

Jiang Rao: "......"

He didn't hide himself at all.

Jiang Rao didn't care about it, she pretended to look at the room, "Then I'll stay overnight."

Rong Tianyan's face remained unchanged when he heard this, but there were ripples in his inky eyes, and he was about to open his mouth when he heard the girl's words.

"I'm going to sleep alone, though."

Knowing that the girl was teasing him again, the curvature of the corners of his lips was slightly deep, and his face was doting.

"Okay."

As I said before, he was willing.

But in the end, Jiang Rao still let him go to bed, after all, he didn't do anything wrong, and his appearance was beautiful.

She was overjoyed by that face.

It's halfway through the night.

The hazy moonlight seeped in through the carved wooden lattices on the windows of the vermilion lacquer pavilion, spreading on the ground like a light veil.

The breathing sound of the two people on the bed has been dyed with a thick spring color, and they hug each other and sleep.