Feng Yanqing only felt a breath of turbid air in his chest, and there was nowhere to vent. A blow slammed into the frame of the carriage, and neither of them spoke, except for the horses whirling and neighing in place.

Mo Yan looked at the two of them embarrassedly, broke the silence and said: "Boy, I don't think it's appropriate to stay here for a long time, the two of you put aside the dispute first, let's leave here first."

Outside the car, a bright moon hung in the sky. Under the moonlight, the horses were grazing leisurely nearby, and Mo Yan no longer knew where to hide.

In the car, the two of them were still sulking, no one paid attention to anyone, no one spoke first, and the atmosphere was speechless.

Feng Gongzi held an ancient book in his hand, sitting on the side of the car window, as if he was reading, but in fact he was hiding behind the book, and his eyes glanced at the little man sitting next to him, intentionally or unintentionally.

I saw that she was still sulking to herself, with tears flashing under her eyes, a tight pretty face, and a red mouth, no longer bright and charming when she first met, but more of her little daughter's coquettish and touching feelings.

Feng Gongzi was stunned for a while, but he felt extremely charming.

Seeing that he had been silent for a long time, Nebula looked up and collided with that affectionate gaze.

The ambiguous breath is spreading in the air, and at this moment, some emotions are self-evident, and some things take root and blossom in the bottom of the heart.

After a long time, Feng Yanqing put down the ancient book in his hand, and his upper body gently leaned over. Nebula only felt a heart thump, as if he wanted to jump out of his chest, and he made up his mind that no matter what he did, he would not resist.

A pair of fair and slender hands held her cheeks, her fingertips continued to rub, and the gentle touch from the skin-to-skin kiss touched the heartstrings of the two.

Feng Yanqing only felt that her throat was tight, her whole body was hot, and there was a voice in her heart that kept shouting, and she wanted to immediately press her under her body and ravage her.

Xingyun didn't dare to look at his eyes anymore, her snow-white face was still hot, tender as if it could drip water, and it fell in Feng Yanqing's eyes, and she felt that her eyebrows were picturesque at this moment, and she couldn't say how touching she was.

The unpleasantness of the two just now had already been thrown out of the clouds, and at this moment, Feng Yanqing couldn't bear it anymore, lowered his head and pecked lightly on the red little mouth. In an instant, Nebula suddenly felt that the sky was spinning, and fireworks suddenly exploded in his brain.

She slowly closed her eyes, longing for more in her heart, both wanting him to do something, but also afraid that he would really do something, and there was a war between heaven and man in her mind.

After waiting for a long time, the imaginary thing did not happen, only a low evil laugh was heard, and Feng Yanqing joked: This girl, what are you waiting for with your eyes closed?

Xingyun opened his hazy eyes when he heard this, Feng Yanqing looked at himself with a smile in his eyes, with a wicked smile on his face, he was really ashamed and annoyed at the moment, and turned around and ignored him.

Who knows, Feng Yanqing pulled her into her arms, and the force was so great that she didn't have time to resist, so she fell into that hot chest. Ruthlessly, the domineering and tough kiss went up deeply, tossing and turning between her lips and teeth, she exclaimed in a low voice, and could no longer make a sound.

Outside the car, the moonlight is hazy and the moon is full. Inside the car, the tent is full of spring and a beautiful room.

After a long time, the car returned to calm, and Xun Xingyun secretly said in his heart, it turned out that this was the double cultivation in the mouth of the senior sister, and it didn't feel bad.

Look again, the people around me have fallen asleep. She stared at his good-looking eyebrows and eyes, and said softly: I wish to have one heart, the white head is not separated, the flowers on Mo have bloomed, please return slowly. I am Tu Shan Xingyun, I am from the Nine Underworld, please advise me for the rest of my life.

In his sleep, he hummed lowly.

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Crane language listens to the wind pavilion.

One evening, the summer night wind hovered outside the window with a hint of coolness, blowing the flowers in front of the window, and the air was filled with the fragrance of various flowers.

On the marble bookcase in front of the window, Feng Gongzi was sitting precariously, reading an ancient book, when he suddenly heard a rustling on the wall outside.

Come out, don't hide.

A girl with beautiful eyes like silk, jumped off the wall when she heard the words, how do you know it's me?

A girl from a good family, who will climb the wall of others at this hour.

How do you know I'm not a girl from a good family?

Feng Yanqing Yang raised the ancient book in his hand that was reading, the ancients did not deceive me, did you see it, there is Yan Ruyu in the book, which records that there is a little fox spirit who climbs the wall late at night to steal a certain son-in-law, and throws himself into his arms... And then...

Ahem, I'm embarrassed to say any more.

And then what happened?

Feng Gongzi's face was embarrassed, embarrassed to say.

He picked up the teacup next to him, took a sip of tea, and was about to swallow it.

I only heard the girl's words say amazingly, and said, and then did you double cultivate together?

Poof, tea sprays on the table, wetting a table of paper.

Feng Gongzi kept coughing again.

Nebula, you're getting more and more direct.

Besides, isn't it necessary to double cultivate? Don't you human beings pay attention to double cultivation?

We're not as direct as you are.

Oh, then you can get used to it.

Another summer evening, Nebula, why don't you have a surname, you don't know what your last name is?

I don't have a last name.

Everyone has a surname, why don't you?

I'm not human, I'm a nine-tailed fox girl.

Foxes should have surnames, too.

I don't know, my memories as a child are blurry and I can't always remember them. It seems that someone stole my memories of that time, remembering that when I was a child, there were only some painful fragments, alas, from the time I remember, the senior sisters all called me Nebula.

Inadvertently mentioning Nebula's sadness, she instantly became depressed.

Feng Yanqing hurriedly changed the topic.

I'll give you a new surname, what do you think?

Okay, okay, Nebula immediately jumped with joy.

Feng Yanqing thought for a moment, and said: Xun Sheng secretly asked who the bomber was, the stars last night and the clouds last night.

What do you think of word searching?

Search,It's pretty good.,But,How to write the word search?

Come, sit here, and let my brother teach you.

Phew, Nebula is not convinced.

The two sat in one place, holding hands together, writing the word search, and the atmosphere was not ambiguous.

When the love was intense, Feng Yanqing's maid Wind Chime carried a teapot and pushed the door in to pour tea and water for the two. After a while, I didn't know what weird scene I saw, I almost knocked over the teapot, and the whole person stumbled and ran out in a panic.

Feng Gongzi frowned, Xingyun, you are naughty again.

Nebula flicked a big tail and swept around under the bookcase.

quibbled: Who told her not to go out all the time. People haven't seen you for a few days, and they want to kill you, they don't want to practice calligraphy, and they want to double practice with you.

Xun Xingyun still muttered something, and his mouth was already bet on a warm lip.

Okay, meet you.

Double cultivation is double cultivation.

It's late at night, and in the bedroom of the wind boy, shhhh

For a long time, Xun Xingyun thought that it was really a double cultivation, seven times a night, and he was really eaten and wiped clean.

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