"Wei'er, promise to be a husband, don't leave."

When he was bathing in the crescent moon pool with her before, Lu Moli's sudden appearance made Qing Wei stunned and called out in a lost voice. Although he quickly conquered under his crotch, this sound of "Mo Li" made his heart dissipate.

If he speaks, it appears that he cares.

If he doesn't say it, he can't swallow it in the bottom of his heart.

…… Dead roast chicken is too mindless to say this.

Qing Wei didn't think much about it, and sighed: "Okay, I promise you, I won't leave, okay?" ”

What's the deal with this child-like feeling?

Hearing Qing Wei's promise, his face was dyed back with a smile again.

He hugged her tightly, leaning the weight of his body against her, enjoying the brief tenderness. Suddenly, he said slowly: "Wei'er, you are so fragrant." ”

"Incense?!" Qing was stunned and remembered what Koike said.

Her face turned so red, and she hurriedly pushed the phoenix dove away, pretending to be angry and said, "You, what are you doing with this dead chicken!" ”

"Idea?"

The phoenix dove tilted her head, a pair of narrow gilded phoenix eyes thought about it slightly, and her smile was even stronger: "I didn't have any ideas originally, but when Wei'er said this, I couldn't control it for my husband." ”

I can't hold it......

Qing Wei's mouth suddenly became dry, and his mind instantly flashed to the situation of the two of them having sex and sex last night. She was controlled by him, and he ...... He......

No, Qingwei, what are you thinking?

Don't think so!

"Phoenix, phoenix dove...... Yesterday you, you, you, I...... Can't do it here, I don't want to! ”

Qing Wei stammered for a while, and directly rejected the phoenix dove.

When the phoenix dove heard this, the smile on her face was even more teasing, "Oh? Do? What are you doing? ”

“…… You ......"

"Hahaha," he approached her, pulled her through the sleeve of her coat that she wanted to escape, and gently reached in with his hand, stroking her smooth arm, and said badly, "But one day, Wei'er can't wait?" ”

Qing Wei was so angry that her eyes bulged wide, she crossed her hands on her hips, and said hurriedly: "You are talking nonsense!" Auntie, I can't wait! ”

This dead roast chicken set her up, so she won't drill into it honestly.

"Oh, that's right."

The phoenix dove lowered her eyes and smiled merryly, "Then when you are interested in fighting again, will you be good for your husband again?"

Other than that

The romance under the peach blossoms of this green hill should be more charming than the boudoir? ”

- Hold the grass!

Qing Wei only felt that he had been vigorously crushed by a group of wild pheasants.

She had only been happy with him once, and he was actually thinking about it, thinking about it all the time.

Yesterday was just an accident outside, and she didn't expect to lose herself to him in such a place. But now she is very sensible, so she will no longer 'fight' in this kind of place.

If she is bumped into again, where will her face go?

The more Qing Wei thought about it, the more depressed he became, and the more he thought about it, the faster his face turned red. She stirred the sleeves of her dress, probably trying to twist the sleeves into a hemp rope, in case this dead roast chicken wanted to kill her for plotting against her, and strangled her to death!

Qing Wei's subtle changes on his face, as well as small movements, all fell into Feng Jiu's eyes. He smiled helplessly, the more he looked at Qing Wei, the more cute he felt.

If one day, if they are really separated for a long time, will he not have to die in a hurry?

He pulled the sleeve of the 'hemp strip' in her hand, shook off the crumpled sleeve, and said with a smile: "Wei'er, what are you muttering here?" Twisting the sleeves here, could it be that he wants to murder his husband? ”