In the spring breeze, all flowers bloomed, and the fragrance of jade lotus root came to the wind. One night, red was tossed by the waves, orioles and swallows were singing, and the cold sun slowly woke up to the morning sun.
She gently flapped her fan-like eyelashes and opened her eyes shyly. Although she had been drugged, the memory of last night was still vivid in her mind, making her feel ashamed.
Although it was out of body's instinct, the wild and bold words she spoke were indeed very embarrassing. With her eyes closed, she could still feel her thunderous heartbeat.
But for some reason, she once desperately hoped that she could be Zhao Yuan's person, but when she really became Zhao Yuan's person, there was an empty space in her heart, as if something was missing. Leng Changxi
I sighed silently in my heart, suppressed my random thoughts, and attributed them to the sequelae of some kind of transformation.
She opened her eyes, and her eyes were no longer as hazy as last night, but a little clearer. The warmth in her arms always reminded her that someone was sleeping beside her. She slowly raised her eyes and looked at Zhao Yuan carefully.
Last night, under the strong effects of the medicine, she didn't know how many times she pestered Zhao Yuan, and she really realized the plan to attack Zhao Yuan that she had planned in her mind for a long time but had not yet been implemented.
At this moment, looking at Zhao Yuan's sleeping face, she suddenly sighed in her heart, it turns out that such a thing can make men tired!
Leng Changxi followed Zhao Yuan's slender eyes down to his thin red lips, and felt soft in her heart. It turns out that a woman will fall in love with a man more deeply after she completely belongs to him. This sentence is a little bit...
It's not false either.
Leng Changxi was stunned when she saw that her fingers unconsciously touched Zhao Yuan's face, gently tracing along his eyebrows, then slid to the corners of his eyes, the high bridge of his nose, and finally stopped on his thin lips.
Suddenly, Zhao Yuan's thin lips opened slightly, and Leng Changxi's finger was taken into his mouth. Leng Changxi was shocked and wanted to stop, but found that his slender jade finger was being sucked firmly by him.
His tongue gently licked her fingertips, as if there was nothing there, and suddenly a torrent hit Leng Changxi's heart.
Although Zhao Yuan did not open his eyes, the atmosphere in the tent suddenly became extremely ambiguous. Leng Changxi not only blushed, but also felt like a shrimp that had been cooked.
Slowly, Zhao Yuan also opened his eyes. In a haze, he turned over and pressed Leng Changxi down. He took out her jade fingers and buried his head in her neck. He placed delicate kisses one after another, sliding down the slender neck.
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"Little Bao'er..." Zhao Yuan sighed in a low and hoarse voice, which immediately made Leng Changxi lose her armor.
Leng Changxi felt Zhao Yuan's presence and tried her best to ignore the unknown emptiness and faint sadness in her heart. She kept reminding herself that the man in front of her was the person she had liked since she was a child and had liked him for so many years.
Now that you have achieved positive results, you should cherish them even more.
Leng Changxi wiped the fine beads of sweat on Zhao Yuan's forehead and pushed him gently.
Suddenly, Zhao Yuan bit Leng Changxi's lips in confusion, and sucked her harder and harder. After a while, the two of them separated with heavy breaths.
And Zhao Yuan moved his lips to Leng Changxi's ear, as if sincerely, as if in consultation: "Little Bao'er, my husband really has no strength anymore, it's still uncomfortable, right? Just bear with it a little, I'll make you feel better later."
ah!"
After saying that, Zhao Yuan's eyes darkened and he fell asleep.
Leng Changxi clenched her silver teeth when she heard this.
Damn it, it turned out that this guy thought that her medicinal properties were left and her bestiality was coming out, so he had to brace himself up and go into battle with a gun. No, he ran out of bullets, so he fell out of bed and fell into a deep sleep again.
Leng Changxi twitched her lips and half of her face turned dark. The more she thought about it, the more she felt that she was so qualified to be a female bandit that even Zhao Yuan could snatch her away and become her stronghold husband.
After moving her "scarred" body a little, Leng Changxi found a comfortable position in Zhao Yuan's arms and fell deeply into sleep.
The two worked hard all night and slept until the sky turned dark and the sun set, then they woke up slowly.
Zhao Yuan leaned on the bedside and looked at Leng Changxi with satisfaction, thinking that he finally made her his.
Leng Changxi's figure was reflected deeply in his eyes, and a hint of indifference flashed across his eyes, but was immediately covered up by him.
He looked at Leng Changxi's innocent and innocent sleeping face with complexity. He had watched this stunningly beautiful face for sixteen years, watching it change day by day, watching it change day by day.
Mature, the agility in those watery eyes is something he will never forget in his life.
Zhao Yuan's hand quietly touched Leng Changxi's eyelids. Some things must be done as a last resort. Zhao Yuan hoped that Leng Changxi would forgive him one day when he found out. He hoped that she would never change and would always be there for him.
Stay by his side in the space she created.
Seeing her eyes gradually fluttering, he knew she was about to wake up, so he softly called: "Little Bao'er...".
Leng Changxi slowly opened her eyes and fell into Zhao Yuan's deep pool-like eyes. Thinking of the situation in the morning, Leng Changxi couldn't help but blush again.
Seeing her shyness, Zhao Yuan's eyes darkened a bit. He felt that a certain little brother had the tendency to raise his head again. Considering that Leng Changxi's raw body could not withstand the torment, he took a sharp breath and filled his mouth with lust.
He suppressed it and just looked at Leng Changxi with a bit of teasing: "My wife is so shy. Compared with last night, she is really a completely different person!"
"Brother Yuan..." Leng Changxi was teased by him, so she glared at him and slapped him hard on the chest.
However, with the strength of her fists and legs, the blow on Zhao Yuan's body was neither painful nor itchy, just like a massage, adding a bit of ambiguity.
Zhao Yuan wrapped her hand in his palm, touched it carefully, and said with some distress: "Be gentle, what should I do if my hand is broken?"
"I don't care if it's broken!" Leng Changxi struggled to pull away her hand but was held tightly by Zhao Yuan, so she had to gently beat him on the chest again.
"Ouch!" Zhao Yuan pretended to be in pain and winked: "Xiao Bao'er, you murdered your husband! Are you dissatisfied with my husband's performance last night?"
These flirtatious words actually came out of Zhao Yuan's mouth. Leng Changxi was so embarrassed that her whole body turned red. She pushed Zhao Yuan away fiercely, and then she got into the quilt. After a while, her tenderness was heard from the quilt.