Fu Qingwu's slender and upright figure was suddenly revealed in front of Yi Yuan, his bare skin glowing with a faint brown color in the moonlight, every line was just right, and every breath contained the beauty of strength......

Crouch...... Trough!

Yi Yuan's mouth was dry when he looked up, until he saw that Fu Qingwu was also stupid, staring blankly at his eyes...... Only then did he quickly turn his back: "Yes, I'm sorry!" ”

It just so happened that there was sour fruit honey juice made by Fu Qingwu on the table, Yi Yuan seemed to have seen some savior, and hurriedly picked up the water cup on the table and poured a big sip, which suppressed the inexplicable heat in his heart.

When she recovers and then turns back......

it, it!! Why isn't he dressed yet?!!!

"Qing, Qingwu, why aren't you dressed yet!"

Yi Yuan hurriedly subconsciously turned around again, holding the water glass, his eyes floating around

Fu Qingwu's innocent stall hands, even if he was naked, did not feel teasing and uncomfortable at all: "But, isn't this Yuan Yuan you took off for me?" ”

"I thought you did it on purpose~"

Yi Yuan: "......"

Fu Qingwu asked softly, "Yuan Yuan, what are you thinking?" ”

Yi Yuan bit his lower lip and suppressed the restlessness in his chest: "I...... What do I drink ...... water?"

Fu Qingwu was taller than Yi Yuan, even behind her, she could see it, looking at the water cup that had been empty for a long time, she smiled dumbly: "Yuan Yuan, this glass of water ...... You've already finished drinking. ”

He approached her, his arms pressed tightly to each other, and pulled the strands of hair that had slid down her face behind her ears: "Yuan Yuan......"

Yi Yuan finally put down the water glass in his hand and turned his head to look at him, his long eyelashes like crow's feathers blinked slightly, and his eyes suddenly lost focus.

For a moment, only the breathing of two people could be heard in the room, and the intertwined warm breathing sound burned the surrounding air thin.

Yi Yuan approached him, tilting his head slightly, tracing his eyebrows.

Blending with the moonlight outside the window, Fu Qingwu's already dark and deep eyes are even darker, and they are overflowing with strong tenderness and love at this moment, with thick eyebrows and a high nose bridge......

Yi Yuan's focus was confused, and he couldn't help but raise his hand, following the face that was like God's most elaborate masterpiece, and his fingers went all the way down until his white fingers stopped on that thin lip......

Feeling the heat coming from his fingertips, he lowered his head and slowly dropped a kiss.

Fu Qingwu was teased by such an atmosphere and held his breath, he didn't react for a while, his pupils dilated instantly, and his whole body froze.

Yi Yuan...... In kissing him......

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Yi Yuan climbed on his shoulder, the woman's fair and soft arms contrasted sharply with the man's bronzed skin, and the long and deep kiss made her almost drown in it and couldn't breathe, and her eyes couldn't help but faintly stain a layer of pink.

"Enough ......"

Just when Yi Yuan wanted to break away, suddenly a pair of big hands clasped on her waist that Ying Ying was holding, and she took the initiative to deepen the kiss.

Fu Qingwu was afraid that she would bump into it, so he didn't forget to put his thick and warm palm on her head, holding her cheek with one hand, and his movements were gentle as if he was holding a rare and fragile treasure.

"Green, green black woo ......"

The enemy's offensive was menacing, and Yi Yuan was almost out of breath, so he raised his flag and announced his surrender.

Just when Yi Yuan was about to run out of breath, Fu Qingwu finally let go of her, and the breath of both of them was a little messy.

No, Yuan Yuan is still pregnant......

Fu Qingwu's eyes were also dyed red, her hand gently rubbed her cheek, lingering, and her voice was hoarse: "Yuan Yuan......"

He called her name, and his voice was low but tender and affectionate, and it was evident that he had endured it to the extreme.

"Qingwu ......" Yi Yuan slowly held his hand and interlocked his fingers: "It turns out that our leader also has a day of disobedience. ”

His palms were thick and warm, and the heat was transmitted along his fingers, twisting and turning.

Fu Qingwu grabbed her hand, brought it to her lips, and reverently dropped a kiss on the back of her hand: "Yuan Yuan's voice is too soft, I thought you were talking about ......"

"Not enough?"

Fu Qingwu Eagle Eyes watched her every move firmly, as if Yi Yuan could easily provoke him with just a random movement, only to feel that the impulse that had just faded hit again......

Fu Qingwu gently hugged her and clasped his hand around her waist.

On the other side, there is no warm fragrant nephrite in his arms on the side of the gariya, which is much more sad......

Galieya was assigned to the crafting house, and other males were generally responsible for a certain part of the production process, but Galieya was assigned the task of the whole process.

He had to add water to the yellow mud that was originally dry and hard, hammer it with force to make it soft, mix it with stones and the like, and then send it to be fired.

Gareya knew that the purpose of his stay in Dameng was to atone for his sins, so he did not have the slightest objection to this arrangement, and he worked very hard from the first day.

Hammering the yellow mud is a job that requires great strength, plus the fierce teeth pick a piece of wood, the wood is as thick as three fists, and smash it downward, the wood will sink into the yellow mud, at this time he needs to pull it out vigorously, it can be said that every time he beats it, it takes two strengths.

Although his strength has risen greatly, the tool used to beat the yellow mud is a heavy wood, if the force is too strong, it is easy to break the tool, so the beating of the yellow mud not only has to use force, but also can not use brute force, but also use skillful force.

Galie teeth hammered hundreds of times in a row, obviously it was early spring, and the temperature was still cold, but his bare upper body was already sweating.

Garriega put down the wood in his hand, let out a heavy breath, looked at the two males sitting and chatting on the side, and asked, "This batch is ready, can you see how beaten it has reached this level?" ”

The two males, who were sitting and chatting, heard him ask, so they stopped chatting and stood up and walked over to him.

The older Luo Luo leaned over to take a look, and immediately said, "This hasn't completely softened at all, and you should continue to smash." ”

The younger Ah Sang also glanced at it, and even stretched out his hand to rub it, scratching his head with some doubts: "I think it's okay, hasn't this softened yet?" But ......"

Luo Luo rudely interrupted him: "Ahsan, don't talk nonsense, what do you know!" ”

Immediately afterwards, he looked at Garlieya again, and said viciously: "I said, these yellow mud just haven't completely softened, continue to smash it for me!" ”

Galieya looked down at the yellow mud that had softened and formed, this level of yellow mud could have been used to mix stones, but they deliberately made things difficult......

Luo Luo continued: "At this level, at least a few hundred smashes will be required. ”

"You! Don't go overboard! Galleria was surging with blood in his chest, clutching the wood in his hand.