Qingwu quickly followed.

Ye Qingjue closed the door, stared at his wife with beautiful eyes and anger, and presented the face of her son in her hand.

Shui Liuli took a look and was happy in her heart. She lost her anger. She was in a good mood and put on her clothes. She played with the face man in her hand. "My son's hand is so clever." The more she looked at it, the more she liked it.

He put the face man in Shui Liuli's hand on the table, "Look at me tomorrow, I'll deal with my fire first." As he said that, he pulled off Shui Liuli's clothes and it was hard and penetrated into his small mouth. Shui Liuli's body raised, and the sudden fullness made her even her toes numb.

He climbed Ye Qingjue's shoulder and took a bite in anger, "Can you be gentle?" He pinched Shui Liuli's waist and continued to attack quickly, "No, I can't bear it!" If it weren't for his wife to be gentle, he had already finished it, but now he was interrupted by his son, and his heart fire gathered and continued to break through.

He moaned in a speechless manner, and the sensitivity on his chest was occupied by Ye Qingjue's lips and teeth. The two of them were in harmony. With waves of attacks, they kept making ambiguous sounds of water and muscles colliding.

All night, Shui Liuli's gentle voice did not stop. It was not until the dawn that Ye Qingjue let her go. The man who had been holding it in for three days could not afford to offend her. Shui Liuli felt the warmth of Ye Qingjue's personal cleaning for her in a daze, and the red and swollen si area was also coated with ointment.

He was so sad that he pinched his numb waist for his wife. Ye Qingjue looked refreshed and finally felt relieved. However, Shui Liuli had died several times. Every time he woke up, Ye Qingjue lay on her and continued to attack. The burning heat in her body revived again and again, and she felt that her stomach was hurt.

Because it was in the villa of Hongge, it was very safe and had complete preparations. I originally planned to set off today, but seeing that my wife was so tired, Ye Qingjue couldn't bear it, so he decided to play in Luoxingcheng for a few days before leaving for the next place. Xiao Lianer was very happy when she heard this, because yesterday the housekeeper of the villa told them that there was a lake outside the suburbs of Luoxingcheng, which was very beautiful, and he was still thinking about going to the lake.

But Uncle Qingwu said that he would set off the next day, and he was depressed for a long time. During dinner this morning, Uncle Huanhuan mysteriously told him that he would definitely stay here for a few days, but he didn't believe it. Sure enough, Uncle Huanhuan was just a god.

Looking at the admiring eyes of his nephew, Rong Jinhuan felt very proud. Judging from Ye Qingjue's appearance, you know that his sister would definitely not get up today. How could she even set off at this time?

After breakfast, everyone took action separately. Xuan Ge Jinjin took Xiao Lan'er to the lake. The green mist protected Rong Jinhuan in the dark and disappeared for a long time. Everyone was relieved about Rong Jinhuan, who was mysterious and mysterious. His strength could be in danger, so they were definitely a burden.

Ye Qingjue was with his wife in the other yard. He hadn't been alone with his wife for a long time. Ye Qingjue was also very happy and felt that the decision to play here for a few days was really good.

After having breakfast for his wife, Ye Qingjue continued to go to bed, intending to sleep in Shuili. Although he was in good spirits, he probably was in trouble when he looked at his wife.

The warm embrace made Shui Liuli's already sleepy expression even more sleepy. She ate something from her stomach and felt warm. Her forehead pressed against Ye Qingjue's solid chest and continued to fall asleep.

His calm breathing sprayed on Ye Qingjue's body wearing a thin soft robe, and he was a little distracted. Even though he recited the mantra of the Qingxin, his heart was reduced by a little bit.

Ye Qingjue calmed down and continued to sleep with his wife's soft body.

By the time Shui Liuli opened her eyes again, it was already noon. She didn't want to admit that she was awakened by hunger and pushed Ye Qingjue, who was breathing smoothly. Ye Qingjue held Shui Liuli's moving little hand and muttered, "Madam, don't make trouble."

As he said that, he wanted to wrap Shui Liuli in his arms. Shui Liuli didn't check for a moment and was held in Ye Qingjue's arms, like a pillow. Shui Liuli pinched Ye Qingjue's delicate and high nose bridge, "Don't sleep! Your wife will starve to death when she is sleeping!"

At this time, Ye Qingjue woke up hazy, opened his eyes, looked at Shui Liuli's enlarged face, and bluntly wedged Shui Liuli's red lips, and gave a kiss on the Wu'an kiss. Huo Re's Wu'an kiss sucked Shui Liuli's breath, and seemed to be holding back his chest.

After Ye Qing finished the kiss with unfulfilled intentions, Shui Liuli breathed in her mouth, her eyes shimmering, and her eyes were stunning.

He pecked his red and swollen lips lightly, let go of Shui Liuli, picked up the prepared clothes, and served Shui Liuli very "virtuously" to change his clothes. The traces on Shui Liuli's body had faded, and his jade-like skin was exposed in front of Ye Qingjue. The rare person's eyes were not blinking. His very serious appearance almost made Shui Liuli think that this person had been replaced.

However, this is certainly impossible.

Ye Qingjue held Shui Liuli's arm and wore jade belts, tidied them one by one. After finishing it, Ye Qingjue put on his clothes slowly but quickly. He was still wearing ink clothes, so Ye Qingjue could wear this ink clothes so well.

Shui Liuli looked at Ye Qingjue with admiration and felt good.

Sitting in front of the dressing table, Shui Liuli picked up the jade comb on the table in her hand and slowly combed her long hair. Her long hair that reached her buttocks was black and smooth, and she didn't look knotted at all. After Ye Qingjue cleaned up, she took the comb in Shui Liuli's hand and carefully combed her long hair carefully, and rarely tied it into a lady's hairstyle for her.

The cloudy hair was tied up, revealing her fair forehead and slender neck, as beautiful as a noble white swan. Looking at the beauty in the mirror, Shui Liuli stroked her hair and looked at Ye Qingjue in confusion, "Say! Who are you? Have you been replaced?!" As he said that, a cold light flashed from his sleeves, reaching Ye Qingjue's neck.

Ye Qingjue calmly turned a blind eye, as if he had not seen the dagger at the neck and carotid artery. He picked up the hairpin on the dressing table and gently inserted it into Shui Liuli's hair.

Looking at someone who didn't cooperate, Shui Liuli felt bored and threw down the dagger in her hand, "It's really boring."
Chapter completed!