"Tsk! Tired of imitation? ”

Huan Nu took a step back, said with a smile on her face, and said defiantly.

Sure enough, in the next second, Song Wei's long sword was thrown at her, and the long sword was a few inches into the foot for a while!

Huan Nu covered her mouth, couldn't help laughing, with a hint of sarcasm, and said: "You are just like me, why don't you share the joy of this world with me, why hang yourself on this woman." ”

"Besides, you also know her identity, this is the wife of the current prince! Are you really not afraid of the pursuit of the court and the rivers and lakes? ”

"For the sake of sheltering you, I will give you a piece of advice, care less about the affairs of the rivers and lakes, and save your life!"

Huan Nu put away her playful tone and admonished him with a hint of seriousness.

Song Xuan didn't entangle with her too much, just hugged Chi Yao tightly, turned around and left without paying attention.

Seeing his indifferent appearance, Huan Nu gritted her back molars, resumed her old banter, and shouted in the direction where Song Wei left: "What happened today is the account of the Qinglou woman who died before, and we have cleared it both!" ”

Then she looked at the direction he left with a look of pity, and muttered in a low voice with regret and regret: "It's a pity that my acacia incense is cheap for that woman!" ”

She waved her sleeve and called for someone to clean up the mess and left.

Too much time has passed, and the peace of the rivers and lakes has been broken, and she always has to find something to be lively with Song Wei and those old immortal guys.

On the other side, Song Wei hugged Chi Yao, who was getting hotter and hotter, and felt her strange temperature.

Chi Yao writhed impatiently in his arms, trying to stick to his body, but the placket on his chest was already messy, revealing a large area of Song Xuan's fair skin.

If it weren't for Chi Yao's physical discomfort, I'm afraid that Huan Nu wouldn't be able to say so many words at all, and she would have died under his sword a long time ago.

Song Xuanfei's body suddenly paused, he snorted lightly, looked down and saw that Chi Yao had already ripped off the placket in front of him, touching it with both hands, and even pasting his face on his bare skin.

The cold skin and hot face made Chi Yao want to get closer to Song Xuan's body even more, and from time to time she hummed twice to test Song Xuan's already unfirm will.

The delicate voice was a little eager and hoarse, and he shouted intermittently with a crying voice in his arms: "Song Xuan~ I'm so uncomfortable!" ”

Song Wei took a deep breath, encircled her moving hands in her hands, controlled her soft hands with one hand, and then said in a soft voice: "Good, I'll give it to you when we go back." ”

Chi Yao didn't know what to expect, she only felt that today's Song Wei didn't care about her at all, and looked at him with aggrieved eyes, as if she was making a silent accusation.

He forced himself not to overdo it, and continued to rush to the tavern, trying to suppress his evil fire.

Finally, the difficult time finally passed, and when Song Xuan saw the window that he had deliberately opened when he left, he subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, and turned over with Chi Yao in his arms.

The neat movements made Chi Yao feel like the world was spinning, and when she came back to her senses, she had already been put on the bed by him.

The soft mattress pressed under her, making her barely come back to her senses, but after a while, she began to gradually lose her mind again.

After Song Wei placed her on the bed, he took out the sachet on the side, cut it up and threw it into the basin on the side.

(End of chapter)