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Chapter 199: Little Warmth

A strange person, he is the same whether he wears it or not.

Yan Susu couldn't help but smile sweetly, her laughter was as sweet as a song. Looking at Ren Xiaoyao and Yu Hangyao standing there with slightly crazy eyes, he couldn't help but frown: "Are you so free? Put the things away, it's time

Do whatever you want."

The two of them both regained their composure and were shocked to realize that they had just lost their composure. They no longer dared to stare at Yan Susu and said hurriedly: "Yes, I will obey."

After the two of them went down, Yan Susu stood up on her tiptoes and kissed Yuan Minxiang's forehead: "It's so serious. Being your subordinate will have a bad life."

Yuan Minxiang suddenly hugged Yan Susu and bit her lip as punishment. After letting go, he looked at her with a soft smile: "Why, you dominate my tenderness by yourself, you let me

How can I be kind to others, or else give me some back?"

"Giggle!" Yan Susu laughed again, "You're a poor talker."

"Haha!" He laughed happily, "I just like to talk nonsense to you. Let's go and take you to a good place."

He strode away, and Yan Susu hurriedly hugged his neck and looked at him with a pair of watery eyes: "What's a good place?"

"You'll know when you get there, won't it be boring after you say it?" His eyes were gentle and watery, his thin lips lightly touched her red lips, he hugged her and strode forward.

Yan Susu only thought that the sea of ​​flowers in front of her was spectacular and beautiful enough. Unexpectedly, the back hill of Bishui Villa was not a lush hillside, but an overwhelming field of wild flowers.

It is said to be a wild flower, but it is obviously not a wild flower. It is clearly cultivated deliberately by someone.

This vast ocean-like sea of ​​flowers is filled with delicate and colorful flowers, blooming one after another, layer upon layer of delicate colors.

The gentle breeze blew by, and the shadows of the flowers swayed like waves on the sea.

The sun is bright, the wind is gentle, the sun is beautiful, the birds are singing, and the flowers are fragrant.

Flowers are beautiful, people are more delicate.

In a sea of ​​flowers, there is an octagonal pavilion with eight pillars and double eaves, the top is covered with green glazed tiles, a pointed roof, the inner pillars are red wooden pillars, the outer pillars are granite square pillars, and the ceiling is painted with a caisson. It is spectacular.

There are red shu, five hundred-year-old flowers newly planted; the green grass is deep and green, and a pair of tame cranes are waiting to be caged. It is really beautiful beyond compare.

Yan Susu wears a pink-blue gauze dress, with a Hangzhou silk white robe looming underneath. Her waist is gently held by a piece of light pink gauze from Jicuishan. She is lightly powdered. Her black hair hangs down on her slender waist.

In the meantime, her hair was tied up in a romantic and chic flying cloud bun, with an amethyst moon-shaped magnolia hairpin stuck in her lightly curled temples. She had a light plum blossom makeup on her face, standing among the flowers, like a flower fairy.

Only Taoists are like flower immortals and flowers are like elves, they complement each other and complement each other.

Yuan Minxiang stood behind her, gently rubbing his hands from her waist and bending over to hold her waist.

"Is it beautiful?"

"Did Zangyue do this?"

"I asked him to do it." If it was said that Can Yue did it, Yan Susu could understand it. After all, Can Yue seems to be very particular about his residence and the environment of his residence. But when he heard that it was Yuan Minxiang who gave the order, Yan Susu

I was really slightly surprised.

Turning her head, she was about to ask Yuan Minxiang when he ordered Zangyue to decorate this sea of ​​flowers. Inadvertently, her thin lips kissed Yuan Minxiang's chin, which was leaning on her shoulder. She was about to let go, and her lips suddenly

Being held in Yuan Minxiang's mouth swallowed up all her breath.

This sea of ​​flowers is so beautiful that it would be a pity not to kiss it.

It's so beautiful. Apart from kissing, I really can't find anything else I can do to complement this beautiful scenery.

Yan Susu did not refuse his kiss, and even took the initiative to insert her lilac tongue into his, and entangled it wantonly with his.

The kiss was very deep, and the two of them absorbed each other's sweetness in the sea of ​​​​blue sky and flowers, as if they wanted to swallow everything in the other person's belly and crush it into pieces among the bones and blood.

It wasn't until Yan Susu felt her neck was twisted that it hurt, that she gasped and retreated from Yuan Minxiang's lips.

Looking at her crimson cheeks, Yuan Minxiang was really burning with desire and couldn't stop. He suddenly hugged her sideways again and flew towards the sea of ​​flowers. His toes lightly touched the flower bones. Every time he touched them, the waves rose.

There are pieces of flying petals, colorful and dancing gracefully.

In the pavilion, looking at Yan Susu's delicate and fair skin like a magnolia, he greedily stuck out the tip of his tongue and dropped a line of wetness on her cheek.

Yan Susu smiled sweetly, then she refused and said, "Are you a puppy?"

"Okay, how dare you say that your husband is just a puppy? Let's see how I deal with you." After that, he put her on the stone table of the pavilion, and then reached for her waist with his big hands.

Yan Susu couldn't help but giggle, thinking that he was going to scratch her itch, so she hurriedly begged for mercy: "I was wrong, husband, please spare my life!"

The word "husband" was simply a temptation for him. In the long time since they got married, she had never called him this word.

The hand that was meant to tickle her suddenly grabbed her belt, and then gently pulled it.

The pink-blue coat, without the binding of the belt, was instantly moved to both sides. Yan Susu was startled and embarrassed, and hurriedly stretched out her hand to grab the shirt, saying coquettishly: "What are you doing, you gangster!"

"I just want to do to you -" he leaned over, buried his head in her ear, suppressed his voice and said hoarsely, "-what a gangster would do!"

"Ah! You hate it!" Yan Susu exclaimed, clenched her fist with her hand, and hit Yuan Minxiang on the shoulder.

This little woman's charming appearance was undoubtedly tempting Yuan Minxiang to commit a crime. At that moment, he hooked his big palm and removed the etiquette inside Yan Susu, revealing her pink belly. Before Yan Susu could reach out to cover it,

He lowered his head and buried himself in front of her towering figure.

Her body suddenly softened, and in broad daylight, she actually entrusted herself to him like this.

When his warm body covered her delicate body, she hugged him tightly.

"I'm coming in, Susu?" He pressed his hardness against her tenderness, and before his mind completely collapsed, he still sought her opinion.

He didn't want to force her, he knew how much his little woman cared about face sometimes.

His voice was breathy and rough, but his movements were extremely gentle.

[Seeking gold medals, begging for porridge]


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