From the jaw to the eyebrows to the eyes, to the straight bridge of the nose, to the crimson thin lips, Gu Qibao's small hand stopped on his sexy thin lips, and the soft fingertips rubbed against his lip flap.

Crispy, like a feather brushing through.

Finally her hand froze on his cheek.

Emperor Mingjue looked at her with burning and intense eyes, looking at the affection in her eyes, and the corners of his lips slightly provoked a smile.

His throat was a little heavy, and he wanted to say something, but he didn't want to speak in such a hurry.

Does his little thing want to confess something to him with this affectionate and silent look?

He looked at her softly, and his relaxed gaze was particularly charming.

Gu Qibao also looked at him, and his cute little mouth slowly pursed, "Thank you, Mr. Di." ”

Thank you for being so worried, thank you for being so anxious, and thank you for putting me at the top of your heart.

Di Mingjue raised his lips and kissed her forehead, his deep eyes were heavy, "Stupid, we are husband and wife." ”

We are husband and wife, so it is only natural that I protect you.

He tilted his head, a hot and hot kiss, and sat at her little by little as before.

Gu Qibao hooked his neck and tried to raise his chin to fit his kiss.

The familiar smell spread from between the lips and tongue to the whole body, entangled little by little, reluctant to separate, tightly entwined.

Her snort was full of his, heavy, with his peculiar masculine masculinity, little by little into her nose, eroding her entire heart.

Gu Qibao grabbed his clothes tightly, and every bit of what had happened to him came to his mind, turning over and over again.

The heart suddenly lifted up as if weightless, and the feeling was light and comfortable.

This, is her man, is, hers, the only ......

Those once, those times that made her angry or moved, like a movie, his words were like a single in his mind, at the tip of his heart.

Whether it is angry or moved, it is a memory intertwined with him and him.

In the past, they made trouble, quarreled, scolded, and escaped, but in the end, fortunately they still walked hand in hand, and they are about to do so.

The air was surging ambiguously, and Gu Qibao put his arms around Emperor Mingjue's neck and fit him tightly.

After experiencing this catastrophe, being able to hug him like this at this time, hugging his strong, erect body, felt as stable as having the whole world.

His kiss was so passionate and lingering, domineering and domineering as always.

It was a familiar smell to her, and she wanted to sink like this forever.

She couldn't help but make a small sound, and longing welled up from the deepest part of her body and mind.

"Lord Jue—" she whispered shyly.

"Well, my husband is in..."

Emperor Mingjue responded to her shyness in a deep voice, and the thick voice collided violently with her shyness, bumping out a heart-sharp, blank mind emotion, surging and swept the two of them.

Gu Qibao is like a little milk cat waiting to be fed, coquettish and greedy.

Di Mingjue's soft heart is a mess, it's really a cute little thing.

But he didn't think about really wanting her, after all, she had just woken up, and although she was in good spirits, she was still in good health, and her spirit had been highly nervous.

Therefore, he wanted to evacuate and let her rest first.

Who knew that his evacuation was met with her protests.

She pouted slightly, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she looked at him with a blurred look, as if she was a little puzzled, and her delicate red lips were still smashed, and then she called softly, "Husband? ”

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