Chapter 483: Sneaking While She Sleeps (1)

When Youruo returned to the room, Zhai Xiying was lying on the bed and closing her eyes to rest. Please search () to see the most complete! The fastest updated general came to the palace, and Zhai Xiying didn't take it seriously, it was better for Youruo to meet alone.

"Zhai Xiying, I've changed your dressing, get up." You Ruocai didn't bother to care whether Zhai Xiying was really sleeping or fake sleeping, in short, she had to get up and change her dressing.

Zhai Xiying lazily stretched out his injured arm, but his eyes did not open.

"It's not the hands, it's the back, sit up!" Zhai Xiying's right hand, under Youruo's healing, does not lift heavy objects, and will not be inflamed and swollen for the time being.

Only the wound on the back is more serious, so it is necessary to change the dressing patch every day.

Zhai Xiying sat up straight, if he couldn't see that he was injured, he was so elegant and noble, without a trace of embarrassment, he was not happy, and ordered: "Bow back!" ”

Okay, since it's ghostly, Zhai Xiying arched his back.

Quickly changed the medicine, if you didn't want to toss other things, Zhai Xiying lay on the bed, and she went to lie on the bed.

"Woman, you haven't said anything about meeting the general, what happened." Zhai Xiying asked lazily.

"He made me a promise that I would be able to go to him if I had something." Youruo also fell lazily on the bed, and replied to Zhai Xiying in a muffled voice.

"Very good." Then there was no more sound in the room.

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When Youruo woke up again, he didn't see Zhai Xiying, and there was no figure of him in the Orchid Garden.

After dinner, the angry Youruo took a shower, and his whole body became fragrant, and then he climbed into bed wearing only a half-cut belly pocket and dirty pants.

Damn Zhai Xiying actually ran out while she was sleeping, if you don't give some color, he will see, she is not Lu Youruo!

Angry, the stinky child in his stomach reacted, and kicked Yuruo for a while before stopping.

Youruo's lungs are about to explode, even the child in her belly dares to bully her, very good, wait for him to land, see if Youruo can beat his ass!

The lower abdomen was kicked by the child for a while, and if you have no choice but to press the belly, presumably tomorrow the cortex of the lower abdomen will be bruised everywhere, and they are all done by stinky children!

With anger, he fell asleep as if he were sleepy.

On the second watch, when Zhai Xiying came back from the wasteland of the National Capital Altar, Youruo had already slept for three hours.

Zhai Xiying took off her coat and groped her way into the bed.

habitually hugged Lu Youruo into his arms, and as soon as he touched her, the fire on his body was 'soaring'.

When does a stinky woman wear so little to sleep? Deliberately? The corners of her mouth rose evilly, and while the stinky woman was sleeping, Zhai Xiying could look at her for what she owed.

Then the faint candlelight reflected on Youruo's body, shining on Youruo's fair and translucent skin more attractively, two balls of white flesh looming in the red belly pocket, and the protruding lower abdomen added a different charm to Youruo.

Looking down, the white almost transparent profane pants revealed the two pairs of slender legs, luring Zhai Xiying, like a fire on his body, and he urgently needed a lot of water to extinguish his fire.

Yu Ruo slept soundly, completely unaware that a pervert was spying on her in front of her. The belly pocket was silently faded by Zhai Xiying, and the beauty on his chest was unobstructed.

Leaning over and enduring the pain of the wound on his back, Zhai Xiying's thin lips roamed in front of Youruo's chest, planting patches of strawberry halo~.

"Uh-huh." In her dream, her body was being pressed by Zhai Xiying, but her lower abdomen had returned to flat.

In the dream, she and Zhai Xiying had foreplay, which was inexplicably unbearable, making Yu Ruo open her beautiful eyes uncomfortably.

An exclamation, "Zhai Xiying! "It seems to be eating people into their stomachs!

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