As soon as the curtain of Xiao San was sitting in the camp tent was lowered, people outside immediately talked about it.

At night, such a beautiful family member specially came to the training camp, and there was no point in his heart.

"This is a training camp, and you should always be on the occasion when you mess around-"

Without waiting for Xiao San's words to fall, Feng Ming sealed his mouth and absorbed ...... recklessly!!

After being distraught, Feng Ming sat on the man's powerful lap and gasped: "What are you pretending to ......" She glanced underneath and smugly outlined the corners of her mouth.

Xiao San seemed to be angry, he put Feng Ming on his shoulder, turned around and walked towards the big bed-

The guards outside blinded themselves: they couldn't hear, they couldn't hear, they couldn't understand......

Three seconds later, the eardrum was ravaged violently-

Damn, I can't do this job!

After the violent clouds and rain, Feng Ming lay on Xiao San's chest and said calmly, "I'm leaving." ”

Xiao Sanshu opened his eyes and did not speak.

Feng Ming probably didn't expect Xiao San to say anything, she said tightly: "Back to Feng Ming." ”

After a while, she poked the man's bulging Adam's apple with her hand, and her crystal peach blossom eyes were covered with a layer of clear mist, which was very seductive: "Do you miss me?" ”

Xiao San grabbed Feng Ming's dishonest hand, "Will you miss your bed partner?" ”

In other words, isn't this the relationship between the two of them?

They have all been so many times, but she has never confessed anything to him, sometimes Xiao San feels that their current relationship is particularly funny, as if he is Feng Ming's object to vent his lust, and he comes to the door when he needs it, and he doesn't need it, as if in her world, there has never been a trace of him appearing.

Feng Ming was quiet for a while, as if he was a little overwhelmed by the word "bed partner".

She asked, "Bed mate?" In your heart, this is the kind of relationship we have? ”

Xiao San sneered, "Isn't it?" ”

Feng Ming also sneered unwillingly, obviously his heart was stinged, but he still smiled on his face: "Okay, you say yes, anyway, after tonight, we will never meet again in the future." ”

This...... It was Xiao San's turn to fall into silence.

He understood that he couldn't force Feng Ming to stay by his side, she was the monarch of the dynasty and had a lot of responsibility on her shoulders, and his identity was destined not to act recklessly and do whatever he wanted.

"When?" Xiao San asked suddenly.

Feng Ming slept on the pillow next to Xiao San, and didn't react to what he was asking for a while.

Xiao San added: "When will you leave tomorrow?" ”

Feng Ming's pupils looked at the top of the tent, and his red lips opened slightly: "At noon." ”

“……”

All night, they were recklessly demanding, never stopping......

The next day, Feng Ming forcibly endured the pain all over her body and picked up her clothes, fortunately she wore a cloak last night, which could cover the marks on her neck.

"Seriously, King ......"

Feng Ming put on a veil, and when he left, he left this sentence in his ear: "Are you really not worried that I ran away with the ball?" ”

So many times, they haven't done it once.

The honor guard of the Fengming Dynasty started on time, and the Empress Fengming sat on the float, which once again became the focus of the entire street.

And Xiao San, who was watching the honor guard from afar, still hasn't reacted to what Feng Ming meant......

"What!? Running with the ball!! ”

Xiao San had no choice but to consult Concubine Ning and Concubine Hua, who knew that Concubine Hua exploded on the spot as soon as she heard it: "You hurry up now, no matter what method you use, even if it is to carry it, I will carry Feng Ming back!" ”