Xi Yang's temperament is full of evil desires.

She knew what Zong Zhengyu needed now, but she didn't let him be comfortable.

He was tense like a bow with a full string, but she was slow, like an old ox pulling a broken cart, setting fire little by little.

There is no pattern, no rules.

One moment kissing his face, the other biting his Adam's apple, the next rubbing the dogwood, rubbing it back and forth on his abdominal muscles.

Zong Zhengyu gasped heavily, and his voice was hoarse: "What about pressing the front?" ”

Xi Yang laughed evilly: "What is too easy to get, often does not know how to cherish it." You have to enjoy the process of hard work to taste the sweet fruit! ”

Zong Zhengyu: "......"

He smiled helplessly.

The princess loves to play, what else can she do besides playing with her?

It doesn't matter, he can still bear it, and when she has played enough, she will know that she is wrong.

Xi Yang really had a good time, she liked to see Zong Zhengyu's uncontrollable expression.

The eyes that are usually cold and intimidating, under her little by little teasing, the eyes are blurry and the dark tide is turbulent;

always calm and self-controlled, become sinking valley to the sea;

The heavy and unemotional timbre became low and sexy because of the unsteady breath and choking enough......

It's like a picture of ice and snow, and she was stunned to draw colorful clouds.

The extreme sense of contrast, after a few more glances, Xi Yang felt as if he was immersed in the excitement of the raging fire: ravaging him, tearing him apart, making him cry!

However, the ideal is very plump, and the reality is very skinny-

Xi Yang's physical fitness is a hard injury, and she has never practiced, where does her physical fitness come from.

At most, I was tortured and tortured in front, and after a while, I became a puddle of spring water, and I couldn't play.

Zong Zhengyu looked at her like this, very funny.

It's delicious and fun-loving, and it's really not wrong at all.

He raised his hand to hold her waist and said, "Can you start?" ”

That's right, she was tired before she even started.

Xi Yang blinked, lowered his eyes and looked at the person lying down, there were beads of sweat on his forehead, and he endured it very hard but still indulged her in making trouble.

"You Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles?" She also smiled and asked, "In this case, won't you fight back against me?" ”

Zong Zhengyu's breathing was already very short, but he still bent his lips and smiled, and said softly: "You can't play for long, if I can't withstand this little time, how dare I say that I can treat you well for the rest of my life?" ”

These words really made Xi Yang's heart ripple!

Her eyes lit up, and she moved her body to find her position, ending his painful and happy forbearance.

The ship entered the harbor and whispered.

The breath is entangled, and it is impossible to tell who is more emotional.

After a while, Xi Yang surrendered, lying on him and refusing to move, closing his eyes and saying, "Come on, my legs are weak." ”

Zong Zhengyu chuckled in a low voice and encouraged: "You hold on." ”

The big palm grabbed her thin waist, and he didn't need her to contribute, he completely relied on his own powerful power to control her.

In a short time, Xi Yang was not only weak in his legs, but also soft all over his body.

Seeing that she couldn't hold on after all, Zong Zhengyu sighed helplessly, sat up, and put her down.

The garden is full of spring, and it can't be closed.

The big strings are noisy like a torrential rain, and the small strings are like whispers. Noisy and staggered, big beads and small beads fall on the jade plate.

In the end, the one who cried was still Xiyang.

The soreness from last night hasn't gone away, and it's new!

If she can't resist something, she can't help but pinch him hard, and she will pinch him wherever her hand is.

And Zong Zhengyu, who was pinched, reacted to the pain with heavier and denser force.

Xi Yang's eyes were half-open, and his eyes were focused in the haze, as if there was only herself in her eyes, and she said unconsciously: "Zong Zhengyu, you look very good-looking and charming like this!" ”

These words were undoubtedly a catalyst, which made Zong Zhengyu more energetic, bowed his head and kissed her lips, and said, "Call husband." ”

Xi Yang unconsciously followed his rhythm: "Husband." ”

Zong Zhengyu was satisfied, and whispered in her ear: "Lady, you are very beautiful." ”

It's rare that he would say such a thing, but Xi Yang doesn't have the energy to think about it so much.

She is like a boat on the lake, under the strong wind, she can only ripple with the waves and let him fish and meat.

The sky is blue and the sun is white, and the wind and rain are fierce.

When the wind and rain stopped, Xi Yang held his sore waist and complained with his eyes closed: "Take a look, is there a pinch mark?" ”

When I immersed in it, I didn't feel pain, but now I realize that it hurts a little.

Zong Zhengyu was about to ask someone outside to bring hot water in, but when he heard her say this, he said in a low voice: "I'll take a look." ”

Sure enough, there were obvious red marks on both sides of her waist, which were his palm prints.

He twisted his eyebrows and secretly scolded himself for being too hard: "After scrubbing your body later, I'll rub some stasis cream for you." ”

"It's fine." Xi Yang still didn't open his eyes, but said: "I like you wild waves, no matter how strong you are, you can get it to death, as long as you don't really kill me." ”

Zong Zhengyu was silent: "......"

She's really good at playing!

I don't like the gentle in this respect, but I like the strong.

But, too, the real thing.

He had already released the entire East China Sea, but at this time, she was like a broken tender tofu, her body was mottled with red marks, and she was soft and had no strength at all.

He put on his robe and said, "You need to practice more in this body." ”

Xi Yang opened his eyes slightly, and when he saw that he was going to call for water, he pouted and complained: "Which one is Duo Lian talking about?" ”

No, she'll have to resume her morning exercise in the future!

Killing Zong Zhengyu is impossible in this life, but it can't be like a rag every time you finish something, right?

In a daze, she fell asleep without waiting for the water to come in.

Zong Zhengyu didn't let people come in to serve, but took the basin himself.

Finding that she was asleep, he slowed down and wrung a cloth towel to wipe her face, hands, and body.

Wiped the sweat and everything else clean, and he picked her up again.

It's asleep, it's not dead, someone touches it, and it changes positions, how can you be unconscious?

Xi Yang opened his eyes slightly, subconsciously hugged his neck, and asked vaguely, "What are you doing?" Are you still coming? ”

"You're tired, don't come." Zong Zhengyu put her on the bed, pulled the thin quilt over her and covered her, and said, "Sleep for a while, get up and have lunch." ”

Seeing that she fell asleep silently, he cleaned himself and changed into clean and tidy clothes, so he let Cai Qing Cai Rui come in and cleaned up the small couch.

He didn't mean to be sleepy, but when he returned to the bed and saw that Xi Yang was sleeping soundly, he was reluctant to leave for a while, so he simply lay down and rested.

As for the state affairs of the imperial court, during his reign, he worked diligently for eight years, and rarely had a rest.

There was an accident on the day of the wedding, and now I am willful and deaf to what is going on outside the window, and I am dedicated to cultivating the relationship between husband and wife, what happened?

Let Zongzheng inquire have a headache!

When Xi Yang fell asleep, Zong Zhengyu had already woken up, holding a book and leaning on the bedside to read.

The afternoon sun leaked in through the cracks in the windows, creating mottled shadows on the ground.

The man in the robe and single clothes rarely looks tired, relaxed and casual, and looks unique.

As soon as she moved, he noticed it and turned his head to look at her: "Awake?" ”

Xi Yang smiled slightly, propped up his head and said, "Yo, whose Lang Jun is this, so handsome!" ”

[Chinese New Year's Eve, wish all the treasures who love this book: New Year's White Rich Beauty, Everything White Rich Beauty!] On Chinese New Year's Eve, I wrote a little rubbing and served a little meat dish to everyone. I'm afraid that I won't be able to pass the trial, so I'll just look at it. Ahem, I hope it won't be dismissed]