It's very late, sitting alone in the yard at night
The summer nights are cool, the sky is filled with stars, and the air is filled with the fragrance of flowers.
There was faint music and noise not far away. Since he recovered from his injury, he has been singing almost every night.
He often stayed up at night. She thought that he had been abstinent for a long time, and it was not easy for him to be liberated. Naturally, he had to make up for the loss.
Nearly two months have passed since that night. I wonder how things have changed outside?
Should I go crazy asking for books?
Xuanyuan Ghost became a little restless thinking about it. He was worried that she was still alive and that she would betray the bunker.
The Dragon King imprisoned her in his residence and blocked all news, making it impossible for the bunker to explore and find out the truth. This was a very clever move.
I wonder how Ye Shengxiang is doing now. She will definitely not be able to escape from the clutches of Ryugu. I wonder what they will do to her.
You don’t have to think about Dragon Palace using torture to extract confessions from top killers. It’s ineffective.
She heard footsteps and a woman's laughter coming from outside the courtyard. She quickly got up and walked to the door of the room, bowing her head and standing quietly.
The courtyard door opened, and the Dragon King came in with a woman in his arms.
As he passed by her, she smelled the smell of alcohol on his body and the fragrance of that woman. It was a very charming smell, and the elegant steps and skirt were like lotus steps.
In the dark night, he hesitated for a while and followed to the entrance of the dormitory. The woman seemed to be very familiar with this place. He glanced back at her and said calmly: "You go down, you don't have to wait."
Her voice was soft and mellow, yet filled with authority, just like his tone, which allowed no room for doubt or disobedience.
At night, take off the gauze curtain on the arch to block the infinite spring light inside.
The moment she pulled down the veil, she glanced at the woman carefully. Although it was just a back view, her elegance and sexiness were like a combination of a fairy and a beauty. With such a beauty by her side, no wonder Ye Shengxiang was defeated.
She turned back to her room and saw Wei Bao leaning on the door, staring at her coldly.
It wasn't until she entered her room that he backed out of the door, half-closed the door, and guarded
Lying on the bed at night, even though his dormitory was very large and hung with heavy gauze, she still vaguely heard the sultry voice. This voice was like a magic spell, triggering another kind of temptation in her body.
The suppressed strange restlessness of the past
After losing her inner strength, her hearing was a little worse, but it was still more sensitive than ordinary people, and they were too enthusiastic, and she couldn't help but hear them.
This woman should be an old acquaintance of the Dragon King, just like the hostess here, definitely not a prostitute
I wonder who this woman is? Judging from her demeanor, she is definitely not a simple person.
She calculated and thought silently, her body ached again, her head became more and more dizzy, and she slowly fell asleep.
The next morning, the Dragon King hugged the woman and went out talking and laughing, and did not come back for several days.
She didn't care where he went, it had nothing to do with her, but she couldn't go on like this forever, she had to do something
While he was away, she had some free time and could read the books in his dormitory.
There are not many books on the bookcase, but most of them are classics
She kept looking at the night, and when it got dark, she lit candles. Looking at the table in the outer hall, she didn't even notice any footsteps entering the room.
By the time she found out, he had already walked in front of her
She was slightly startled, closed the book, stood up and walked to one side, lowering her head and saying nothing.
He glanced at her lightly. She looked a bit like an ordinary woman now, slowly showing her nervousness and fear. What he wanted was to break away the pride and ability she had always carried.
Turning her eyes to the book, she was reading "Historical Records"
"I'm tired, I need to change clothes and take a shower" he ordered
"I'll call the mute servant."
"No, you come and wait"
I got chills at night, adjusted my breathing, and followed him into the bathroom.
The bath is very big, and the water in the bath is drawn from the hot springs in the mountains.
He stood by the pool, with a tall figure. He walked up to him at night and untied his clothes with slightly trembling hands. Each piece seemed to weigh a thousand kilograms.
The Dragon King stared at her, not paying much attention to her during this time.
It's strange that such a woman doesn't have a strong sense of presence. No, maybe it's because she can control her breath and momentum. If she wants to make people pay attention or not, she can do it.
After a few days of inspection outside, it was very enjoyable to see such a beauty when he returned to the room. How could he forget that there was a stunning beauty beside him?
She untied his shackles and felt like a big furnace was being turned on. The scorching heat heated her whole body.
A strong and masculine man's body slowly appeared in front of her. She didn't dare to look at it and couldn't see clearly.
She had finished taking off her robe and top... Her eyes slowly moved down, her hands were trembling, and she didn't take them off for a long time.
"Forget it, step back." He waved his hand, not wanting to embarrass her.
As if she had been forgiven, she walked behind the screen and waited
Time passes very slowly. It is said that a beautiful woman’s bath is sultry. This kind of man’s bath is even more thrilling.
When she heard the sound of water flowing over his body, she actually thought of her hands stroking his skin, and his hands stroking hers.
They had had skin-to-skin contact under very strange circumstances, but she had never seen his body clearly, but she knew that it was a very alluring male body, and that smell could make any woman who came into contact go crazy or even suffocate.
When her heart was surging, he had already finished bathing, walked out wrapped in a large white bathrobe, and sat down directly at the table. Seeing that she didn't follow him, he frowned and said, "Come here and dry my hair."
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She quickly went to the bathroom and took out a big towel and gently wiped his wet hair.
His hair was very dark and hard, reaching below his shoulders. She spread out the towel, started from the end of his hair, and slowly wiped it upwards.
She saw his bronzed neck and half-exposed shoulders and chest. His skin was strong and smooth, with smooth and powerful lines and warmth. She tried not to let herself look down and concentrated on wiping her hair.