She opened her eyes wide and looked at Ji Ruxuan, her eyes trembling faintly.

"Although you didn't say it, I just know," Ji Ruxuan curled her lips and smiled very proudly, "You have always wanted a hairpin made by me." ”

The last time the phoenix hairpin was broken, she has been sad.

"It's beautiful, I like it very much," Jiang Fuguang's nose was sour, and even his voice choked, "I won't break it again." ”

"It's from Zimu," Ji Ruxuan's expression was a little proud, "The Southern Dynasty valued Zimu, which was strong and resistant to corrosion, and was immortal for thousands of years, you just wanted to fall, and you kept falling." ”

Jiang Fuguang lowered his head, his fingers trembled slightly, and picked up the Zimu hairpin, although it is not as valuable as the phoenix hairpin, but the quality is stronger than gold, and the material is better than jade.

The natural texture is like a phoenix wrapped around the hairpin, the bell-shaped flowers are like the real ones, decorated with branches, and the catalpa leaves are like "hearts", carefully holding the delicate flowers.

When she looked down and smelled, she could still smell a faint fragrance, which was the natural fragrance of catalpa, gentle and lingering.

Jiang Fuguang stroked the hairpin, his voice was crying, with grievances: "I thought that you would never give me a hairpin again." ”

Ji Ruxuan went to take the hairpin in her hand.

Jiang Fuguang's eyes were full of vigilance, he clenched the long hairpin, and hid it behind him: "I gave it to me, it's mine, and you are not allowed to take it back." ”

Ji Ruxuan couldn't cry or laugh: "Who said that I wanted to take it back, I just planned to help you wear it, and I want to see how you look with it." ”

When Jiang Fuguang heard this, he handed over the hairpin to him.

Ji Ruxuan took the hairpin, approached her, and carefully studied her hair, she was wearing a protective cuirass, plump and shiny hair, combed to the top of her head, pulled a bun, tied a hair tapestry, and dressed like a man.

But her eyebrows are picturesque, her eyes are flushed, her eyes seem to be delicate and angry, with rippling waves, Qiongyu's small nose, slightly red, pitiful little appearance, delicate and soft, delicate lips are slightly white, but it does not reduce her fragrance at all, making people want to kiss Fangze.

Either way, it's stunningly beautiful.

Jiang Fuguang also seemed to realize that he was dressed like a man and was not suitable for a hairpin: "I'll change my bun first......"

"No," Ji Ruxuan interrupted her, raised her hand and inserted the hairpin into the bun, "Danji knows that the flowers are more beautiful, you look good, no matter how good." ”

After saying that, he leaned over and kissed her hair.

Jiang Fuguang's face was faint, and he raised his hand and touched the long hairpin in his hair, wanting to see how he looked with it, and suddenly thought that the tent was shabby, and there was not even a mirror.

Ji Ruxuan guessed her thoughts, got up and brought a basin of water from the wooden shelf and put it in front of her.

Jiang Fuguang looked down, the light and shadow in the water were hazy, and he saw that her eyebrows were smiling, her delicate face was like fire, and she was full of soft and charming affection.

"It's beautiful." She didn't really see it.

Ji Ruxuan looked at her with a smile in her eyes.

A wisp of sweet fragrance floated in the air, Jiang Fuguang approached him, raised his hand, hooked his neck and pressed down, looking at each other, her delicate lips were imprinted on his eyebrows, paused for a moment, slowly descended, and landed on the tip of his towering nose.

"Ji Ruxuan, I've grown up." Her voice is soft, soft as water, as if with a hook, seductive and touching.

Ji Ruxuan's eyes were dark, and there was a surging dark tide under his eyes, as if he was going to devour her, he remembered that he almost went off fire before, he endured it very hard, but he still pretended to be calm, saying that she was still young, don't think about men all day long.

She was so ashamed and annoyed that she hit him a few times.

A flush appeared on Jiang Fuguang's face, and his soft lips fell between his lips, and the man had a fragrance of catalpa, gentle and lingering, firm and warm.

Spring is full of water.

Jiang Fuguang never thought that he would be so bold, hugging a man tightly, using all his strength, to kiss him, to please him, the collar slipped off, the fragrant shoulders were slightly exposed, and under the candlelight, the ice muscles were clear, and gradually rose to a pink color.

……

The flags outside were hunted and whipped by the night wind.

It was already dark, a dim light in the tent, illuminating a dim and hazy, Jiang Fuguang's cheeks were flushed, lying on his side on the couch, his long hair was like a waterfall, messily spread between the pillows, and he wore a Pisces Gouache Lotus bandeau coat, with a delicate body and graceful body, as delicate as vines.

Ji Ruxuan thought of the picture of her body like a vine, clinging to him delicately, and entangling him flexibly, making him lose his armor little by little, and collapse into an army, he couldn't help but stroke his forehead, it was already dark outside the tent, and Ji Ruxuan planned to go to the city wall to take a look.

Carefully remove the snow arm that is around his waist.

Jiang Fuguang muttered in a daze, his tone was fierce, he stretched out his arms again, hugged him, moved his body, rubbed in his arms, and continued to sleep.

Ji Ruxuan didn't move, and couldn't help but chuckle.

Jiang Fuguang heard the voice, opened his eyes blankly, and met a pair of narrow phoenix eyes, she leaned over and kissed him on the eyes.

Ji Ruxuan's eyes are very good-looking.

"Wake up." Ji Ruxuan chuckled, revealing a faint satiation.

Jiang Fuguang was a little sleepy, nodded, a little drowsy, and muttered in a low voice: "It's dark." ”

"It's still early," Ji Ruxuan kissed her forehead and propped herself up, "I'll go to the city wall and take a look, and I'll go back." ”

Jiang Fuguang slowly opened his eyes, and a well-defined face appeared in front of him, during this time, he lost a lot of weight, the edges and corners became more and more distinct, and his facial features were no longer as warm as when they first met, like a knife and an axe, revealing a trace of fierceness.

"I like you so much." She leaned over again and kissed him on the cheek.

Ji Ruxuan lowered her head, the tip of her nose gently found the tip of her nose, rubbed it gently, and the kiss fell on her lips again, and the calloused fingertips rubbed her jade fragrant shoulders.

The air is filled with fragrance.

After struggling for a while, Ji Ruxuan finally let go of her, pulled the thin blanket, and put it on her, blocking his greedy sight.

"It's still early, you sleep a little longer, there is still a tough battle to be fought tonight."

……

The tenth day of the siege of Piroye.

That night, the night was like ink, and the wind was howling.

It was the ugly time in the middle of the night, when the human body was the most sleepy, on the city wall, the defenders were nervous, and they didn't find anything abnormal for most of the night, so they inevitably slacked a little, and their heads couldn't help but doze off little by little.

In the whimpering wind, there was a chaotic sound tide, and the defenders woke up suddenly, looking vigilant, and grasped the sword and spear in their hands tightly, thinking that Yun China was going to attack the city at night, and was wondering, why did they not hear the horn of the siege, and they saw the garrison camp not far away, and a fire was burned.

The defenders were so shocked that before they could figure out what was going on, they saw a group of men with sticks and shouting and screaming into the garrison camp.

Let's just take a look.,I'm already bad for this kind of intimate scene.。。。 Ahhh But remember to vote for me for the monthly pass.。。。