Thinking about it like this, the painting really feels that it is a violent thing, and such a person who is as pure as a snow lotus suddenly blooming in the ice and snow has actually been touched by someone......

Shu Yi looked at the painting heart and his expression twitched, gritting his teeth with hatred, he who claimed to have no last resort, would mistake the intention of painting the heart again, "You don't have to be so angry, for the husband to think that this drunken dream death pill is not bad." ”

"Phew!" Huaxin came back to his senses, spat hard, and couldn't hold back the fire in his heart, so he had to slam Shuyi violently, "Let you not know the inspection, let you sleep with a woman, and let you pretend to be pure......"

Shuyi didn't know that she was scolding with the light, but when she was looking like him, she smiled and stretched out her hand to pull her into her arms, "I'm afraid of being green, so I don't dare." ”

With the warm fragrant nephrite in their arms, they were almost taken off, sticking together inch by inch, sweating, and intertwined into a ** cage, making them deeply trapped and unable to extricate themselves.

Shuyi rolled over and pressed her moving delicate body, and snorted, "Don't move, if you don't want to be in the carriage......"

Huaxin really didn't dare to move, and gasped, "I didn't expect you to have a time when you are not a beast." ”

"Madame, are you a little disappointed?" his soft lips tossed and turned on his lips, but the painting heart suddenly felt pain, a slight and shallow pain spreading in the chest, a danger signal, from the instinct of her body.

But she didn't refuse him, in her cognition, she should have belonged to Junyi, and even her life was his, let alone her body.

"You're in pain. He wrapped his arms around his neck and kissed him back.

Her initiative made Shuyi stunned, when he was taking drugs, he was thinking that he would correct her on the spot as soon as she came back, regardless of the place or time, but she was so sympathetic to him, and he felt all kinds of pity in his heart.

"It doesn't matter. He pecked lightly between her lips, "You are the wife I am marrying, and when I go back, I will ask you for the flower candle." ”

Huaxin's face blushed, and he muttered, "Then your body ......"

"This is a good horse that travels thousands of miles in a day, but it will arrive in two days, and the husband can endure it. ”

At that moment, the heat he exhaled in her ears burned her dizzy, immersed in sweet chaos, and at that moment, she was also willing.

"What a nerd......"

But after a while, after the lonely courage of righteous dedication dissipated, the painting heart began to be awkward again, like the torment of a person sentenced to death waiting for death.

She solemnly proposed, "Hey, nerd, let's go back to Qingcheng, maybe Heguang Tongchen knows how to get drunk and dream death pills." ”

For Shuyi, the tenderness of the painting heart is like a dream that intoxicates him, and this dream is destined to shatter as soon as it touches the light and dust.

"No, I don't go back. Shuyi snorted dissatisfiedly, and then ordered Qu Qianqian outside the curtain, "Hurry up and go back to the city!"

Huaxin didn't insist anymore, just turned his back and didn't look at him, feeling him stubbornly hugging her from behind, and the sharp pain in his heart deepened in a trance.

She didn't know that at the moment of heartache, he and the light and dust had come, and the small "soul separation" technique was not difficult for him, who was once the true monarch of Kowloon.

His body still stood like a mountain on the city wall, and his soul followed their carriage from early morning to dusk, until he reached the border of Qingcheng, and Guang Tongchen did not see the scene of the round room in the carriage in the Four Souls Array, and only then did he breathe a long sigh of relief.

At least...... The future he saw had already begun to change......