[69 Book Bar - www.] Don’t tell me that when I was poisoned by Hehuansan and fell ill, whenever a man aroused my desire, for example, when he touched me, I would feel chest tightness and heartache.
But if I touch someone else, my breasts don’t feel tight or my heart hurts. Seriously, then I won’t have to be a pervert for thousands of years. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Ahhhhhhhhhh.
God,
As soon as I traveled through time, it must have been a bit miserable for you.
(To sum up, Mo Qingwu said it in his heart. Poor Feng Qian could never hear it, but he did something very "great" and had the spirit of "sacrifice for others"...)
Mo Qingwu was thinking about taking her hands out of his chest, which was slippery and not like a man's skin at all, but at this moment, Feng Qianjue leaned over and pressed against her.
I tried to crawl away, but he held me by my ankles.
"Wu'er... if you don't want your energy to disappear, your soul to be scattered, and you to vomit blood and die... just don't move..."
She tilted her head and looked at Feng Qianjue suspiciously. Is it true or not? Just touch it and it will be fine. Do you really want to continue? But looking at his serious expression, it seems that he is not fooling children.
Hey... I squatted in the quilt and drew circles. I thought that I would save my life by teasing and flirting with beautiful men in the future, but it turned out that I still couldn't escape being fucked...
No wonder Feng Moyan would try every possible means to make her accept the bath of Hehuansan. No wonder Feng Zhisu would be so obsessed with kissing her deeply that she couldn't stop.
Strange, why do I think of them again...
I don’t want it anymore! I don’t want it anymore!!! From now on, I will be with them in the sky and on the earth.
Feng Qianjue pulled her ankles hard and dragged her under him. He put his hands beside her ears and leaned very close to her. His warm breaths gently brushed her face, handsome and sharp.
His chin gently rubbed her shoulder, and he sprinkled passionate kisses on it. He lowered his head and nibbled along her skin, "Wu'er... are you still feeling uncomfortable... Come on...
hold me……"
Really fake... ugh...
At this moment, if her red and swollen lips were not blocked by Feng Qianjue's fragrant lips, she really wanted to shout: "It's a misunderstanding, it's a misunderstanding! The poison has been cured long ago
No, no, don’t continue..."
God……
How many more times do I have to do this?
Suddenly everything went dark...
So the beautiful Miss Mo Qingwu...
It was very inhumane and passed out.
…………
A dream of flowers.
A burning heat like fire gathered in my heart and lingered...
So hot……
A voice whispered something in her ear, but she was so uncomfortable that she couldn't hear anything. A cold thing softly pressed against her lips, and suddenly a cool breath came to me from all directions.
Woo... so comfortable... Gradually, the burning heat in her chest subsided, and gradually turned into a warm jade-like stream gurgling throughout her body...
charming
...my charming.
Who is calling?
She was so sleepy...she couldn't open her eyes...but her intuition told her...this person was very important to her...maybe...he was also the memory of the original owner of this body...
This voice was clearly in her ears...
But this body was light and airy... being pulled away by that seductive voice...
fog.
There is fog everywhere.
Willow branches sway gently.
The faint mist rippled on the lake surface and lingered.
Faintly.
A man's drunken and gentle voice slowly sounded out, pouring into the soul like a clear spring, trickling down.
He said, "Yoni", he got up and his body got cold again after a while.
who?
Where is this...
The fog gradually fades and disperses...
far away……
A long and beautiful white figure was sitting lazily under the winding tree. He said, "Niao Ni," and he got up. After a while, he caught a cold again, but he leaned back slightly so that his arms could be close to him.
The person in his arms was sleeping more comfortably. He carefully picked up a blanket and wrapped it around the person in his arms. He gently plucked the strings with his other hand, moving smoothly. The person in his arms straightened up and rubbed his eyes. The person wrapped in the blanket
The lower head rubbed against him like a baby, and those naughty hands still stuck out, and the fingertips were playing with the strings randomly, and the crisp sound of tinkling, dong dong, sounded like spring water, mixed with the soft and melodious sound of the guqin.
But it's also so harmonious.
He lowered his eyebrows and said slowly with a smile, "Yoni, have you had enough sleep..."
He raised his head, his brows were like distant mountains, his bright eyes were rippling, he squinted and smiled, but the blue butterflies in the corners of his eyes were also dancing, his charming face showed a kind of insouciance and maturity, and cherry blossoms were inadvertently surrounding him.
, falling on his hairpin from time to time, so beautiful that it cannot be described in words.
this person……
yes……??
ah!
She opened her eyes suddenly and met Feng Qianjue's charming eyes...
"Yi...Wu'er...are you full from sleep...I called you so many times...I just woke up now, I'm really scared to death."
His eyes were rippling like glass, and his jade hands as white as snow gently brushed her forehead, gently wiping away the sweat on it.
"...Are you having a nightmare? Look, your head is full of sweat..."
Extremely cold.
"Well, I just had a dream. It was really scary."
The man in the dream looked similar to Feng Moyan, but his charm was nothing like it. His eyes were so gentle and charming... Well, his eyes were very similar to those of Feng Qianjue in front of him, and his eyebrows were also...
Is there a blue butterfly like Feng Qianjue?!
Woo,
What a terrible dream.
In a daze, she didn't pay much attention to what Feng Qianjue confessed beside her. She probably told her to wait for him here while he went to the pharmacy in the Prime Minister's Mansion to help her prepare some soothing medicine.
Mo Qingwu hadn't come back to her senses from the nightmare just now, so she just nodded casually. However, when she came back to her senses, there were only empty but gorgeous furniture in the room, and a mirror.
And the man in the mirror is looking at himself with tears in his eyes...
Mo Qingwu shivered in fear.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu
That naked body was like the work of a master sculptor, with no flaws at all.
Naked?!
God, she is not wearing any clothes at this moment...
He pulled the quilt and hurriedly covered his naked body. He wanted to find something to cover himself on the bed, but he found that the bed was bare and there was nothing except a few animal-shaped patterns. Hey! This treatment is too bad.