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Lively and fragrant

心 心 is extremely patient to feed her a bowl of sober soup and small mouth. Shen Yunchu fell asleep with his brain because of his sleeping medicine.

Dreaming of thirst in the dream, how did the tea in the tea cup not drink enough, and could only purs it in a small mouth. She was depressed, and she frowned. When drinking tea, she hugged the tea cup with both hands. Drink into the mouth at the last drop of the tea cup.

Extending outside the dream is to surround Xun Yang's neck tightly with both hands, pulling him closer unlimitedly, and then greedily sucking (here to prevent harmony) in sucking the moist in his mouth. Even if all the attachment movements are instinct The response, but Yan Yang was still arrested by her.

However, Xun Yang couldn't bear her thirst and uncomfortable, and tried to endure her desire in her heart. Until the last bite, Wu Yang couldn't wait to cover her lips. When she couldn't breathe, she crossed her. Yun Chu couldn't wait, and took the initiative to stretch out his tongue to draw. He smiled in the eyes of Yan Yang's eyes. He took the opportunity to sucked her tongue in and play.

Finally, she got her wish, Xun Yang gently held up her back, and was very lingering.

If Shen Yunchu was awake at this moment, he would definitely scold him black heart and black lungs, and he had to calculate her even feeding medicine. However, this voice sounded too much because of his arrogant love. He couldn't help but sigh and tightened her. I really wanted to marry a wife's cave.

"Young Teacher-"

When Cui Ya came in, she saw the entangled figure in the account, whispered, and hit the bowl on the table. Mother Luo saw it, and she guessed a bit of the scene of the room. It's amazing, staring at the direction of the inner chamber, I can't rush in and out of the thin and dull pseudo -saint thousands of pseudo -saints.

"Young teacher, hot soup is ready!" Although Cui Ya was extremely shocked, he had to told his scalp.

Xun Yang was interrupted by Cui Ya, and there was no embarrassing color on his face. Although his poems were blurred in the picturesque eyebrows, his tone was still cold and cold, "um."

Then he stretched his arms and hugged Shen Yun for the first time. When he walked towards the bathroom. When he walked to Luo's mother, he threw his long sleeves and unbuttoned Luo's mother's acupuncture points.

Mother Luo immediately rushed to find him to desperate, but was stopped by Cui Ya.

Mother Luo's mood was very excited and threw off Cuiya fiercely, "What kind of heart do you have? If I do n’t stop it, the innocent innocence can be destroyed!"

Cui Ya couldn't stop. Mother Luo rushed in front of Yan Yang and threatened: "You let go of my family's coquettish, otherwise I will shout, and everyone will have no face at that time!"

Ji Yang came to the Wutong Garden last night, just happened to be absent from Luo, and Cui Ya just went outside. He was afraid that he would be entangled with his mother Luo's mother. Looking at her panic, she knew that she was not confused, would not make things big, and relaxed a little bit. Qing Yu, you will shout out. "

Luo's mother closed her mouth immediately, and even cried deliberately. She glanced at her lightly and hugged Shen Yunchu into the bathroom.

"It was the old slave's blind eyes, and then the wolf entered the room!" Luo's mother naturally divided the severity, but it did not mean that she allowed Xun Yang to do whatever she wanted under her eyelids. The appearance of the old hen seemed to be desperate. When she waited for her light eyes to fall on her, she felt an unprecedented sense of compression, and then she couldn't help but begging: "If the young master has half a point of conscience, You shouldn't bully my family Jiaojiao. You return her to the old slave. The old slaves have not seen the young master tonight. In the future, the old slaves will not go out and talk about it. You also let go of my Jiajiao. If the old slave is offending the young master, the old slave is willing to thank him for his death.

"She is my woman." Xun Yang was too lazy to know her, throwing off her sleeve and holding Shen Yunchu directly into the bathroom.

I do n’t know if it ’s too lethality, or the movement of Yan Yang's sleeves with internal force. Luo’ s mother took a few steps back and reluctantly supported the corner of the table to stabilize her body. Do you often follow Jiao Jiao, is there any kind of young teacher and Jiaojiao ... private (here to prevent harmony) love? "

"Master Young Master has always been excellent. When on the Bodhi Mountain, he always eats with Jiaojiao at the same table, lives with the same bed, lying on the same couch, and even bathing for Jiaojiao. It's just to help Jiaojiao remove the cold in the body. The heart of the doctor's parents should not ... "Cui Yaya dare not guarantee, she suddenly remembered the movement of the day before she heard the day before the Bodhi Temple, and the Jiao Jiao several times with the young teacher of the young man If you are alone, you will inevitably have a skin blind date. Whether she has happened, she dare not guarantee.

"False!" Luo's mother scolded Cui Ya with tears, "How can you allow them to be alone and widowed!"

Eat at the same table, live in the same bed, lying on the same couch!

The more he listened to Luo's mother, the more fainted, and he cried in a whisper and whispered to the ground: "How can I be able to live with my wife! She entrusted me the only blood pulse, but I couldn't keep her , Even if it is under Jiuquan, I have no face to see Mrs.! God, you really don’t open your eyes! "

Cui Ya listened to the confused, but she couldn't guess which of the lady in her mouth. If she was an old lady, she should not be called this. The personal maid can still be clear about the mother and daughter relationship of their appearance.

"Mother Luo, don't cry, how can you justify if you are heard by other slaves! Mother Luo, you think about it, the young master is the gentleman of the coquettish, one day as a teacher for a lifetime, as a father, less How can the master of the teacher happen with Jiaojiao, but it is just to use Qi Qi to eliminate the cold in the body for Jiaojiao. In the eyes of the doctor, where can I still take care of the ethical outline. Patients, if Luo's mother is so in the desperate situation! "Cui Ya comforted her, so she realized that Luo's mother's heart was really loyal!

Mother Luo accepted reality, and she could only think of a good place. She wiped her sleeves with tears, and she looked at Cui Ya's hand in a hurry without any capable and indifferent appearance. What kind of way to get along on weekdays, can there be a wide unclear when they fall and sleep? "

"No!" Cui Ya shook her head and said with certainty: "Even if Mother Luo doesn't believe in Young Master's character, she should believe in Jiaojiao. Is Jiaojiao such a careless woman?"

"I'm just afraid that because she is young, she will be deceived without her knowledge!" Mother Luo slowly calmed down, "I think Master Xun probably won't do anything excessive. After all, considering his age, he is I can be half a father to Jiaojiao.”

At this time, Mother Luo had already automatically ruled out the idea of ​​a 28-year-old girl marrying an 82-year-old nobleman as a concubine, and had also automatically forgotten the phrase "his wife" in Xun Yang's mouth. When things are so scary, you can only keep persuading yourself to think about the good possibilities.

At this time, Xun Yang came out with Shen Yunchu in his arms, all wet. When he heard her saying that he could be half of Shen Yunchu's father, his handsome face suddenly darkened. Shen Yunchu was only wrapped in a bathing skirt, with white shoulders and arms. They were all exposed, and half of the slender calves fell out of Xun Yang's arms, swaying back and forth, looking lively and full of life.

Mother Luo nearly fainted again and accused: "You... Saints often say don't look at anything that's not polite, don't look at anything that's not polite, don't say anything that's not polite, how could you... cover us delicately quickly, cover them more tightly, and then Leave quickly!"

"Your Jiaojiao has a cold body, and recently she used snow lotus to save her life. If the cold air cannot be driven out of her body, she will be infertile for life. Do you want to harm her?" Xun Yang was particularly unhappy, especially when he heard that Luo's mother After despising his old words, he became even more unhappy. He put Shen Yunchu into the hibiscus tent and said in a cold voice: "You all get out!"

Naturally, Luo's mother refused. Without saying a word, Xun Yang touched her acupuncture points with a flick of his sleeves and told Cui Ya: "Take her outside. Don't delay me from helping your Jiaojiao to drive away the cold."

Cui Ya was silent for a moment, and then according to her words, she took Luo's mother to the kang outside and covered her with a quilt.

Xun Yang was very annoyed by loyal slaves like Mother Luo. However, he was naturally happy when someone treated Shen Yunchu sincerely. However, this loyalty disturbed him, which made him feel mixed. He couldn't help but think about one day, It would be a good idea to transfer Mother Luo back to Daoxiang Village. Otherwise, he would not have the chance to visit Wutong Garden at night in the future.

Shen Yunchu slept soundly. Xun Yang looked at her for a moment, his stern eyebrows softened, then he reached out to take off his clothes, glanced at the blood seeping out of his right arm, he casually cleaned it up, lifted the quilt and got in He took off her quilt, turned off the lamp on the corner of the bed, and rolled her into the bed.

Nothing happened all night.

The next day, when Shen Yunchu woke up, she wanted to turn over, but was restrained tightly. She frowned, and what she saw when she opened her eyes was a picturesque and handsome face, which was an enlarged version, even the roots of the eyelashes. I can count clearly.

Shen Yunchu swallowed his saliva.

Could this be the erotic dream that Mr. Zuiyin often talks about, Wuhen? Xun Yang actually came into her dream. This is really shocking. When did her thoughts about Xun Yang become so out of control? ?

She thought again, no, it was not a dream, because Xun Yang strangled her and caused her back pain!

"Xunyang——" Shen Yunchu's last remaining shred of reason told her not to shout, and she roared in a low voice, "Xunyang, that beast who has no regard for human relations. Why did you appear on my bed? "


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