readx;? Yan Qingcheng hooked Su Yuelin's neck with both hands, and there was already a sense of loss in his eyes, and it was because of his own small struggle that the spring was overwhelmed. The pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info two smears of breasts, which can no longer be hidden, are looming in front of Su Yuelin's eyes. Yan Qingcheng's face turned red suddenly, but she still stubbornly looked up at Su Yuelin's eyes.

You must know that although Yan Chengcheng was wrapped in a quilt at this time, he had no wisps. Su Yuelin's palm was separated by the brocade quilt with one hand to his waist, and the other hand was holding Yan Qingcheng's hips. The kind of faint warmth, which is even more direct and domineering than just a layer of clothing. Yan Tingcheng only felt like he was the opposite of Su Yuelin**.

However, Su Yuelin's complexion still did not change, although his eyes were staring at the endless spring color in front of Yan Qingcheng. There is not the slightest blasphemy in the eyes, but only simple appreciation, as if looking at a beautiful work of art.

But lonely men and widows are in the same room, and it is such a shameful gesture, and for a while, the ambiguous atmosphere in the house still involuntarily began to spread and render.

"Say that you are a splendid skin from heaven and a beautiful heart made by the earth. Looking at it today, it really lives up to the name of the country and the city. Your posture reminds me of the legend that the Queen Mother of Naxi came out of the bath, was soft and weak, and hundreds of people took a bath, and finally the brocade was wrapped and sent to the king's couch with the help of the virgin. Su Yuelin's fickleness, Yan Chengcheng is not the first time to see it, but just now, she was still a serious person and suddenly spoke lightly, which still made her a little unbearable.

"Gong ...... "This is the first time that Yan Chengcheng has addressed Su Yuelin as a son, and only she can understand the meaning of this change in title. Maybe Su Yuelin also understood, but Su Yuelin just smiled faintly and didn't break it. Yan Tingcheng's heart was very chaotic at this time, she was taken advantage of by Su Yuelin today. But surprisingly, there was no trace of displeasure in my heart, but I just felt a little strange.

Su Yuelin smiled softly, "You also know the "Beauty Out of the Bath"?"

"Yes, there are not a few people who know about this painting, but not many people know its true origin." ”

"What kind of origin?" Yan Tingcheng also seemed to be attracted to this topic, but she seemed to unconsciously tighten her hands around Su Yuelin's neck, and the two of them tightened a little, but one of her white crisp balls had quietly pressed against Su Yuelin's chest, even through the clothes, the two could feel the temperature from each other. The charcoal fire in the house was very warm.

She naturally leaned her head on Su Yuelin's chest, listening to the latter's strong and powerful heartbeat, her body became a little softer, and she involuntarily let out a faint snort in her nose. It's like a mosquito, but with an incomparable temptation.

Su Yuelin walked to the stove and wanted to put Yan Tingcheng down, but after he put it on the soft cushion on the ground, Yan Tingcheng didn't let go, and still wrapped around him, he didn't care at first, and planned to get up, but even Yan Tingcheng's body was pulled up, and most of his body came out of the quilt, like beautiful white porcelain. It shimmers with an alluring sheen, but is as soft as mud.

"Don't ...... Childe, hug me, it's so cold in Allure!" Yan Chengcheng let out a low snort, his voice getting smaller and smaller, and finally it was inaudible. Su Yuelin didn't speak, but slowly lowered his body, stretched out his hand to wrap his hand around the willow waist that Ying Ying was holding, and then sat down. Warm fragrant nephrite, beauty in her arms, Su Yuelin slowly rubbed Yan Chengcheng's smooth and soft skin like brocade.

"Girl, don't play with fire, be careful that the master swallows you!" Su Yuelin hooked the corner of her mouth, and her other hand flicked lightly on the peak on her chest, and suddenly the branches trembled. Yan Tingcheng's whole body suddenly went limp, and he didn't have any strength, and his whole body fell on Su Yuelin's body.

"If you eat it, you eat it, if that's the case, Allure will admit it today. Yan Chengjiao panted, as if she was holding on to her words.

"I didn't believe that you were a demon girl who brought disaster to the country and the people, but I almost was deceived by you when you were so reserved on weekdays. In the past, there were rumors that there were strange women in the world, who were raised in the deep palace, and when the king was pampered, and when men and women were in love, they had to have maidservants to support and help. I didn't expect to see one today. People like you don't bring disaster to the country, what ** country?" Su Yuelin closed his eyes, put the tip of his nose into Yan Qingcheng's slender white neck, took a deep breath, and then leaned into her ear and whispered, and finally deliberately teased, stretched out his tongue, and licked his lovely earlobe.

"Childe, are you going to eat the slave family?" Yan Qingcheng had never felt this way, especially the slave family, and even fainted the charm of the thousand years on the cherry lips.

Su Yuelin suddenly sat up straight, slowly took away the hands that were rubbing against Yan Chengcheng, and lifted the brocade quilt again, wrapping Yan Tingcheng's almost completely naked body. Then he took it in his arms and leaned towards the fire. but it was never done any more.

Yan Tingcheng was still lying in his arms, quiet at first, and finally trembling slightly. Su Yuelin's body stiffened, a little surprised. "Why are you crying?"

"Do you dislike me, although I have been a concubine for two dynasties, but I am a perfect body, but you think that I am dirty, or think that my widow is no longer flawless, but a widow?"

Speaking of this, Yan Chengcheng was already silent.

Su Yuelin stretched out his hand and patted Yan Qingcheng's body, "Silly girl, you have just recovered from a serious illness, and your body is weak and tight, is it true to take care of your body?" ”

"Really?" Yan Tingcheng propped his hands on Su Yuelin's body, and his autumn eyes overflowed with autumn water, like a few Jingxin dewdrops, hanging on his slender eyelashes.

"Naturally, it's true, when have I ever lied to someone?"

Yan Tingcheng stared at Su Yuelin's eyes carefully, looking and looking, as if he wanted to see through his heart, but no matter how he looked at it, Su Yuelin's eyes were still so calm, calm to the point of being terrifying, Yan Tingcheng happily rested his chin on Su Yuelin's again, but where Su Yuelin couldn't see it, he couldn't help but have a trace of gloom in his eyes that pretended to be happy.

Su Yuelin looked at the fiery charcoal burning in the charcoal basin, his face was slightly red by the firelight, he hugged him tightly and closed his eyes gently.

"Can you tell me the story of that painting?" Yan Qingcheng let go of his hand, but slowly slid down to hug Su Yuelin's waist. "It should be a good story!"

Su Yuelin smiled, "It's indeed a good story, but I'm not going to tell it to you today." I'll talk about it when you're better. ”

"Okay" Yan Tingcheng nodded obediently, "Where are we now?" she said in a weak tone, as if she was extremely tired, but she couldn't help but ask.

"Silly girl, Qianjun City on the border of Beicang. It wasn't until a long time later that Su Yuelin replied softly. However, after he finished speaking, no one responded, it turned out that at some point, Yan Qingcheng had fallen asleep on Su Yuelin's shoulder. His face gradually became solemn, his eyes opened, and there was a fire extinguished, how could the demon pupils swallow.

"Sleep, fall asleep, fall asleep and don't know anything. I don't know how long it took, Su Yuelin slowly raised his head, and his eyes seemed to be blocked by the doors and windows, looking into the distance. He picked up the sleeping Yan Chengcheng, then walked back to the couch, put it on the couch, lightly untied the lotus arm wrapped around his waist, stuffed it into the quilt, and then carefully tucked the corners of the quilt.

He looked at the quiet cheek, and couldn't help but want to reach out and touch it, but it was still in the air and stopped, and finally retracted.

"Master, it's time. It's time to go!" came the voice of Red Sleeves outside the door.

Su Yuelin's complexion gradually stretched, and he returned to the indifference of the Taishan collapse and the unchanged color. stood up and straightened his shirt that had been a little wrinkled by Yan Chengcheng. Then he walked to the door and slammed the door open.

The wind was like a rage, and the snow danced jade flowers, and in the dark night, like a lurking beast roaring, a large cloud of snow foam poured into the door. The world is white in silver, Su Yuelin is standing at the door, dancing wildly in red, his white hair is scattered, and he rises with the wind.

The red sleeves stood at her side, dressed in black, with a golden begonia embroidered on the cuffs, and the huge hood completely covered her petite body, she stepped forward and tied a cloak to Su Yuelin.

"Master, do you really want to do this? Red Sleeves stopped his movements, looked up at Su Yuelin, and couldn't help asking.

Su Yuelin turned around and closed the door, "Since Chen Baiyi has set up a game, if I don't go, wouldn't it be in vain for him to waste his thoughts." ”

Red Sleeves picked up the lantern that was placed aside and picked it up in his hand, "I know it's a game, why bother?"

Su Yuelin smiled, climbed the stairs, and stepped into the courtyard, "What about the bureau, if it is such a small situation, I am afraid, how can I talk about dominating the world?" I really want to meet this clever white-clothed god to see if he is a tourmaline fisherman, or the Weishui fisherman who created the 800-year prosperity of the Great Zhou Dynasty is even more powerful." ”

Red Sleeves also smiled, "Naturally, the master is the most powerful." For thousands of years, no one can do it. ”

The two stepped on the snow in the courtyard one after the other, leaving two crooked footprints, but when the wind blew and the snow lifted, it was covered again. Only superficial impressions remain. After walking for a short time, I saw a person standing in the wind and snow waiting, wrapped in ill-fitting iron armor, which made him look even more bloated. When he saw Su Yuelin from afar, he bowed to the field. It's a pity that the snow is too deep, and this lie almost buried itself in the snow.

"Greetings to Your Highness. ”

"Get up, and what will it turn out of?"

Chen Bugou struggled to get up from the snow, "The four acropolis, with more than 10,000 defenders, have never surrendered, and they have all been killed. ”

Su Yuelin looked at the red ice ridge that had just hung on Chen Buhou's armor, and the blood stains on his face that had not dried up. The strong smell of blood came to my face.

"As a general, learn to strategize, don't rush to the front of the battle in everything. ”

"Your Highness sits in formation, and it is enough for the dogs to rush and kill. ”

Su Yuelin didn't say much, and passed by directly. This is the sword and sword, and the wind and snow are on the way.

Outside the city, the three armies are ready, and the ironclad cold sword and horse rank are numerous. Inside the house, the stunning scenery is overwhelming, and the pink tears have wet the pillow.