When the eyes are accustomed to the darkness, they are able to see things that are not seen during the day.

Murong Xi was lying flat on the couch, and the corner of her eyes always glanced at Jiang Huaiyin beside her.

Where is his usual gloom? Tonight's side face, how can it be sexy everywhere?

The tip of the nose is high, the jaw is angular and the Adam's apple deep in the jaw -

The sound of Murong Xi swallowing saliva was infinitely amplified in the quiet tent, and even reverberate!

Quickly pulled up the quilt to cover his head and turned around.

Although Jiang Huaiyin closed her eyes, she seemed to be able to see all her movements, and the corners of her lips curled slightly.

"Will it be easy to breathe with your mouth and nose covered?"

"It's a little hot." Murong Xi had just covered her face, and a row of beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

She lifted the quilt and sat up, her voice with an unpleasant anger, "Take out the charcoal, right?" ”

"The princess is drunk, and she didn't make a fire tonight."

Damn it!

Why is Jiang Huaiyin's voice so hoarse?

The tips of Murong Xi's ears turned red when he heard this, and he couldn't hear what he was saying at all!

Meimu scanned the tent, and it was dark and silent, and there was indeed no stove in sight.

Murong Xi lay down in shame, adjusted her posture, and prepared to fall asleep.

As soon as his eyes were closed, a sexy Adam's apple the size of Jiang Huaiyin's dragon eye appeared in his mind, Murong Xi's breathing began to be cloudy, and he closed his eyes vigorously, and silently sang the gourd baby in his heart-

When the cycle reached the third time, the bed board suddenly creaked, and Murong Xi immediately held her breath and opened her eyes, staring at the top of the tent in a daze, not daring to look at Jiang Huaiyin, but her whole mind was always focused on Jiang Huaiyin.

Jiang Huaiyin turned over, facing in the direction of Murong Xi, and his breathing was orderly.

Murong Xi glanced at Jiang Huaiyin with a lost look, and the faint sound of breathing began to be heavy, as if - sleeping?

She also turned sideways gently, and for the first time when she was still conscious after drinking for so long, she was so close to Jiang Huaiyin.

The taste is a little hard to describe.

She rubbed the pillow and exhaled hard deliberately, her breath slapped on Jiang Huaiyin's face, so as to test whether he was asleep or not.

For a long time, Jiang Huaiyin didn't move at all.

Murong Xi let out a long breath and relaxed.

Her eyes flashed, and she began to look at Jiang Huaiyin presumptuously.

I used to fear only his personality, and I never thought about it.

Tonight, Murong Xi actually began to look at him with superficial eyes, looking at his skin.

No matter how you look at it, it's all a ceiling of pure desire!

It's not appropriate to be white and beautiful, but at this moment, Jiang Huaiyin in Murong Xi's eyes is really white and glowing.

So white that she could see the black mole on the wing of her nose accurately in the dark.

Speaking of black moles, Murong Xi's coveted face gradually turned into curiosity.

It stands to reason that there is no residual toxin in the pulse, and the black mole on the wing of the nose should also be faded.

Why is his mole the same size as ever, and the color is getting darker and darker?

Murong Ji was like a fish, moving her body closer to Jiang Huaiyin, wanting to see the black mole more clearly.

Who knows, the strength of the movement was not well mastered, and while leaning forward, the tip of his nose rubbed slightly against the tip of his nose.

The phoenix eyes that were close at hand opened suddenly, and shot straight into her eyes with hot heat.

The air froze at this moment, and Murong Xi's whole person froze.

The body kept close to him, and no one would believe her if she didn't want to scare him!

Jiang Huaiyin: "Do you know what you're doing?" ”

His voice was low and hoarse, coming from thin lips that magically caught her gaze.

Murong Xi tilted his head, staring at his red lips, and his quibbling voice sounded coquettish.

"I swear, I just wanted to see your—hmm!"

"You're playing with fire!" Jiang Huaiyin's chin was slightly raised, her long arms poked out of the quilt, and her thick palm pressed the back of her head to force herself, blocking her strong mouth!

She is just greedy for this king, and she still refuses to admit it!

Murong Xi's brain was dizzy, and the belated strength of the wine was only starting to rise now.

The whole body is hot, but the heart is cold.

In the middle of the night, lonely men and widows, dry firewood and fire—she was indeed playing with fire!

In a few breaths, Murong Ji thought of everything that was about to happen.

Before she was ready, her fiery body temperature completely swallowed her imagination, and her heart was confused.

His lips were hot, and after a moment of tyrannical tossing, he slowed down, as if he had some fragile treasure in his mouth, and began to probe her along her lips.

Murong Xi sweated in her palms, grabbed his neckline tightly, most of her loose middle shirt was torn open by her, and her body wanted to flee backwards a little, but then Jiang Huaiyin chased after her.

Like a vampire who has tasted blood for the first time, more like a wolf king who has been hungry for centuries and refuses to let go of her dessert!

Let Murong Ji be confused.

Her hand, with a cool touch, was draped over his collarbone, and her fingertips uncontrollably groped for the coveted Adam's apple.

The sensation of an electric shock caused her to collapse completely in his arms, and her limp arms finally wrapped around his neck.

It's not that he hasn't kissed before, but Murong Ji was mostly in a state of shock and coercion before.

Although the current consciousness is hazy, it can still be called sober, and every time he invades, she can be called enjoyment-

And a little sweet!

I could clearly feel that the person in my arms had given up resistance, and Jiang Huaiyin's breathing was a little messy.

Loose movements, slightly withdrawing her breath, trying to leave her a little space to breathe.

Murong Ji, who was in a mess of kisses, suddenly poured air into his mouth, and his misty mind suddenly returned to its original position.

I thought he was going further.

The arrow is on the string, but he retreats?

Does he mind that she is not the person he wants to marry?

Murong Xi's eyes darkened, her arm quickly forced, pushed Jiang Huaiyin away, and quickly turned her back to him.

"I'm sorry, I really just wanted to see the prince's black mole just now."

The cold voice was like a heavy hammer, smashing all of Jiang Huaiyin's emotions.

The palm of his hand, which was already on her waist, suddenly became cold, and he withdrew it instantly.

The gloomy eyes looked at her back stunned, and smiled bitterly at self-spurning.

What exactly was he expecting?

Her bone marrow is full of thoughts about wanting to reconcile with him, but he deceives himself into thinking that she will be interested in him?

Pinching his eyebrows, Jiang Huaiyin's calm tone was as arrogant and conceited as always, and Murong Xi also heard a touch of disgust and alienation.

"Sleep well, and don't be greedy if you don't drink well."

After speaking, Jiang Huaiyin turned over and got out of the house, pulled off his coat and draped it on his body, and walked out of the tent like a noble white cat.

Murong Xi pinched the corner of the quilt and pillowed it under her head, and her heart fell down heavily.

Not long after, I heard the sound of water coming from the tent next door.

Murong Xi closed his eyes and covered his ears, he would rather take a bath in the middle of the night than be hungry for himself!

Who is rare!

She's just worried about his condition, but she didn't know the distance a little-

Yes! But it's really embarrassing!