Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Kiss Technique Kung Fu is almost on fire
Song Yiran pursed her lips, "Then why did you go up?" ”
Yan Huaiji raised her hand, her index finger curled slightly, brushing her fair little face, "I still remember when I bandaged this king last time, this king left something there." ”
His body was stained with rain, and his fingers were cold, which made Song Yiran's face tremble, and his momentum shrank a little.
"However, the third floor hasn't been finished yet, and there is nothing to eat."
"It's okay, go up and look for it, and then come down."
"But!"
Before she finished speaking, Yan Huaiji stared at her with a pair of sly eyes, and her voice was hoarse and low, "Princess...... Could it be that he did something upstairs to be sorry for the king, so he didn't let the king go up? ”
"For example, Kanaya Zangjiao?"
"I ...... You're thinking too much. "Who wouldn't want to have that ability!
Seeing that he couldn't stop it, Song Yiran could only pull up his head and let him go.
Poke and scold him for being a bastard.
It must have been the assassins he arranged to hunt down Lin Jiu'er and them.
Song Yiran really wanted to persuade him, stop fighting, anyway, he can't fight, he has the aura of the male and female protagonists!
You're holding a supporting actor script!
Yan Huaiji walked to the top, and Song Yiran quietly dropped his clothes behind.
It's the same as when a child grabs the clothes around an adult's waist and crosses the street.
"Do you think this will make the king go slower?"
Song Yiran was silent and kept her head down.
On the third floor, she stood in front of him.
"Good, get out of the way."
Seeing that there was no response, he carried her directly and opened the door.
Song Yiran hated the current powerlessness very much!
What to do, why is he so strong, she doesn't seem to have much room to resist.
There was no one in the room.
Yan Huaiji glanced into the room, pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled, put the person on his shoulder on the table, and raised his eyes to look at her with interest.
His hands were on either side of her body, and he completely imprisoned her, "Are you kidding me?" ”
Song Yiran's eyes fluttered, "What are you talking about, why can't I understand?" ”
"Do you still want to play stupid?"
“...... I really don't understand. The wisps of green silk she teased behind her ears slipped down leisurely, and with the big moist eyes, she looked pitiful, as if she had really misunderstood her.
As soon as Yan Huaiji wanted to get up, Song Yiran grabbed the collar around his neck with two small hands.
"Huh?"
"Can you wait a minute, I have something to tell you."
"It's not too late to talk about it later." Yan Huaiji almost lost his patience and didn't plan to listen to her finish.
Unexpectedly, a soft and sweet lip covered it, mixed with a fragrance.
Woo woo woo for the male and female protagonists, she let go!
Yan Huaiji's pupils shrank.
It's a familiar and unfamiliar taste.
[Ahhh!!h The cp I knocked is real! Song Yan cp is real, I rely on it! 】
[The bet is lost, everyone stand Song Xiao Song Bai! ] Give money give money give money give money!! 】
[Woo woo woo is so beautiful, a little shy (cover your eyes and show a finger slit. )】
Click.
The screen in the live broadcast room is black.
The anchor turned off the camera.
[Ahh!!h What's there that our group of VIPs can't watch?! Don't treat us as outsiders, anchor!! 】
[Dye, open quickly!! 】
[Ahhh!!!h 】
Song Yiran stepped forward and kissed his thin cool lips, and his body was also falling forward because of the tendency to fall forward, and he could only stand on tiptoe to kiss him.
Yan Huaiji sensed the discomfort of the person, and couldn't help but lean down to cooperate with her.
Suddenly, Yan Huaiji opened his eyes and came to his senses.
She was clearly just stalling for time.
Song Yiran felt a sudden tingling pain on her lips, let go of him, and covered her lips, "You?!" ”
Woo woo he even bit her!
It's so damning!
Yan Huaiji wiped his lips with one hand and smiled evilly, "Kung Fu is almost hot." ”
"You !!"
When he was about to turn around, Song Yiran stood on tiptoe and grabbed his neck, and once again attacked an overwhelming kiss.
If it was just a matter of politeness and a superficial taste, then now it is a deep excavation.
Yan Huaiji felt a trace of wetness on her lips, and she could no longer suppress the desire hidden in the depths, and her strength increased, and she responded to her more enthusiastically.
"Hmm......"
Approaching step by step, turning defense into offense.
Song Yiran was directly forced to the edge of the table, her waist bent down step by step, and Yan Huaiji carefully stroked the back of her head with her big hand and suppressed it all the way to the table.
Finally, a delicate voice begging for mercy overflowed between her lips and teeth.
Hmmmm
“......”
Outside the house, a carriage drove out with a cart of goods.
When they were about to approach Yang's mansion, several officers and soldiers blocked the way of the carriage.
At this time, the light rain did not stop, Ah Shun looked carefully at the person who came and the sword on his waist, and hurried down.
"A few officials, this is the Song family's string of incense to be sent to Lord Yang's mansion to eat, and I hope to be accommodating."
The officers and soldiers showed their official cards and said sharply: "In the past few days, the city has not been peaceful, and I have been offended by orders, search!" ”
"Oops!" Ah Shun was left aside by several others.
The official at the head looked at him expressionlessly, stepped into the carriage with a boot, and lifted the curtain.
Inside was a pile of goods covered with a white cloth.
His eyes lit up, and with a bang, the official knife came out of its sheath, and the tip of the knife pierced directly into the group of goods!
"Oops, oops!! Official!! ”
Ah Shun broke free from the restraints, rushed into the carriage in shock, howled and cried, and lifted the white cloth that covered it, all of which were packed food.
The neat packaging was poked a hole by the sword of the official just now.
He cried to the sky and shouted: "This is the food to be given to Lord Yang, how can I explain to the shopkeeper in the sky!" ”
"I'm old and young, if I offend the shopkeeper and Lord Yang, how can I use the silver to marry my daughter-in-law, God!!"
The official took out his sword and looked at it, and the sword body was sticky with oil.
It's not human blood.
"Hmph." He snorted, thrust his sword back into its scabbard, and walked away.
When the carriage moved forward again, Ah Shun cried for a long time, and only slowly stopped when he couldn't see the figures of several officers and soldiers.
Roll over and lie down on the seat.
"Hey, I'm so tired of crying."
Fortunately, the shopkeeper had the foresight to inform the two groups of carriages before the Seven Kings came, first send one carriage out to confuse the sight, and then move the other carriage in the opposite direction!
At this time, those two nobles should have arrived, right?