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Chapter 150 Love Owns

Ximen Jingxuan's hands raised again, put it in Lin Xin'er's back, and embraced the embrace in his arm.

"Aren't you a woman of this king? The king wants you to serve asleep, how about it?" Ximen Jingxuan said.

Lin Xin'er's heart trembled. Although these hands fell on their own, they didn't feel a little warmth. There was a root thorn in the voice.

Lin Xin'er raised his head and looked at the dark contour, and he hit the face of Ximen Jingxuan faintly on the face of Ximen Jingxuan. It was so close that he could see his newly growing Hu Yan on his chin.

Perhaps this is the only chance he gave himself. Soon, after that, even this opportunity will not be available.

She wants to give up, or grasp it?

Just when Lin Xin'er's hesitation, Ximen Jingxuan took her up.

Lin Xin'er's body was stiff, holding the clothes of Ximen Jingxuan tightly.

Ximen Jingxuan's pace was very fast, and it seemed to be very familiar with the pattern in the room. Soon he held Lin Xin'er to the bed.

Lin Xin'er was on the couch, and Ximen Jingxuan followed her. The two were closely dependent on each other, and only the distance between the nose.

"Jing Xuan ..." Looking at this face that was close at hand, smelling the warm atmosphere that did not belong to himself, Lin Xin'er was a little chaotic and murmured.

Hearing this sound, Ximen Jingxuan's eyes were stagnant and stared at the face in front of you tightly. No matter what you look like, it is doomed to escape his palm in this life.

The queen who is in charge of the world, don't want to escape easily ...

Kiss, suddenly fell, covering the call of Jing Xuan.

The lip is also the most authentic place on this camouflage face. Ximen Jingxuan thought that even if he brought a human skin mask, the lip was the most real part of the most unscrupulous part.

Kiss, deeper and deeper, the two are deeply trapped at the same time ...

Lin Xin'er stretched her hands and surrounded Ximen Jingxuan's neck. She could feel the heat on Ximen Jingxuan, and she had decided to respond to him more enthusiastic.

I have loved it, have possessed it, and I won't regret it tomorrow ...

Let her love it along her heart, even if this time.

She is already his wife, his princess, it is not an exaggeration to do so, it does not violate the heavenly reason.

He is his husband, and he is a real husband, but at this time, he is shaped like a stranger, and he is physically and mentally alert.

Don't think about everything, it's so lingering tonight, love deeply ...

The clothes are all over, the sweaty sweats, the groaning and the breathing of the thick panting, the shadow of each other is intertwined under the moon ...

For a long time, everything was calm, and the dark room seemed to be empty.

"Water Moon Palace, Yuehua Kingdom, can the three magic messengers really have nothing to do with?"

Lin Xin'er did not expect that Ximen Jingxuan said such a sentence.

Ximen Jingxuan got up to the ground and put on his clothes. Although the light was dark, he could see every move of him, elegant and calm ... still with usual indifference, it seems that nothing happened just now, just randomly, it is casual, just randomly, it is casual, just randomly, it is casual, just randomly, it is casual.

After sleeping, I need to get up.

it's over……

Lin Xin'er's flickering eyes stared at Ximen Jingxuan quietly, reluctant, helpless, knowing that he would leave, and he should not have any hope.

"You are really highly high -profile. Compared with Yue Hua's Yi Rongshu, it can be seen that Shuiyue Palace and Yue Hua Guo should come from one family. What else can you say?" After west of Ximen Jingxuan,

Looking back on Lin Xin'er, who was still lying on the bed, this time, her arms supported a height and separated from her for a period of indifference.

In the process of lingering love, he kept touching the woman's face, looking for the traces of Yirong according to the familiar experience, and looking for the edge of the skin mask, but he kept groping behind his ears, neck, chest, chest, chest, chest, chest, chest, chest

I didn't notice any strangeness.

Such superb can only come from Yuehua Kingdom, which is famous for easy Rong.

"There is also the magic messenger, you let the king know that he is the identity of the Yuehua country royal family, what reason do you have to deny the relationship between the three?" Ximen Jingxuan continued.

Lin Xin'er was slightly stunned. She thought that the water Moon Palace was self -contained. Master also said that her teacher learned these skills from the ancestor, and then was unwilling to be lonely. After so many years of hard work, after so many years of hard work,

Finally let the name of Shuiyue Palace Megatsu and Lake.

She never thought about it, and would never think that Shuiyue Palace would have a relationship with Yuehua Guo. Although there was a moon word in the name, one was outside the southern Xinjiang, the other was in the north, and the north and the south were far away.

How can it be connected?

Recently, there was a suddenly more messenger who deliberately made the bad magic sound. Lin Xin'er would only think that these were the evil middle -aged men who deliberately targeted her and misleaded.

However, one thing, Lin Xin'er had to admit that it was Yirongshu. Although she really did not have easy Rong now, Yueyue Palace's Yirongshu was indeed superb.

At this time, Lin Xin'er couldn't refute his easy -to -stand.

However, the Ximen Jingxuan who has been in the battle can really be confused by her own "Yirong"? In fact, it is easy to judge that she is the real Lin Xiner. In the subconscious

The opportunity to show a true identity, but it seems that he did not accept it.

"Tomorrow morning, this king wants to see you in Moya Xuan, this is also what the king promised to be with you. Don't let the king see what old man you are. Since you want to be a woman in Xuanwangfu, you should know that you should guard

What rules, so you can do better things to achieve your purpose. "

Ximen Jingxuan did not want to hear the explanation from Lin Xin'er's mouth. After continuing to say this, he straightened up and looked around in the dark house. "The king forgot to tell you that this house is like a concubine

I have always lived. "

When the sound was falling, Ximen Jingxuan strode away from the house. The door of the door that was opened and closed was fascinated with a cool breeze, blowing on Lin Xin'er, a little cold.

Lin Xin'er got up and looked around. Although the light was dark, he could see that the pattern in the room was neat, and it seemed to keep it.

The meaning of Ximen Jingxuan's last words should be that he should be like Leng Yanqiu or suspect that she came from Feng Ru's concubine.

What kind of woman is a concubine, can she have been able to leave her biological son for so many years, and leave this deep palace with the last noise?

How smart she is going, isn't she really nostalgic for this palace? She can even treat her son as strangers?

Lin Xin'er raised his clothes scattered on the side, put on his body, his hair was messy, he simply spread it completely, and he hanged neatly on the back.

Just when Lin Xin'er combed his long hair with his fingers, he suddenly saw a dark shadow flashed outside the window, and the speed was fast.

It must not be Ximen Jingxuan.

Lin Xin'er followed the house and stood in the empty garden, listening to his ears, only the sound of the night, and even the bugs that were previously shouted were quiet.

Lin Xin'er paid attention to four weeks without letting go of every dark corner.

Soon, she realized a pair of eyes, hiding in the direction of her right, like the ghost in the dark night, staring at her tightly.

The same feeling as before, Lin Xin'er concluded that these eyes were the mysterious eyes that had appeared several times.

This pair of eyes appeared at Taishi Mansion, appeared at the door of Xuanwangfu, and appeared in the palace. At this time, he appeared again in the palace.

Chunlin Garden.

This is definitely not ordinary people.

As soon as Lin Xin'er's eyebrows moved, he raised his hand and raised his hands suddenly. The white figure was like a fierce wind to the position of the eyes.

It was a tall flowers. After the palm wind fell, the petals floated, and the figure hidden behind the flowers quickly jumped away.

The man turned his back to Lin Xin'er, and could only see the back of the dark cloak. When he opened it, he opened his arms and stretched the cloak as if he showed his wings night eagle.

Lin Xin'er caught up tightly.

Before, she was the lame woman of Tai Shifu, so she could only make a secret of the existence of this person, but at this time, she was from Wangyuelou Wangyue, and she would never let go of this suspicious person.

Lin Xin'er was still thinking about what would she look like after this person turned back, but after chasing a circle, she found that this person was also preparing her to see him.

Now that she is prepared, it means that she may see him before or after.

Thinking of this, Lin Xin'er's eyes flashed, raised the speed, and waved to the man, and the palm wind was sharp, and the man had to dodge.

However, with the sixth layer of the water and moon merit method, few people can escape her hand. The man just missed it slightly, and the middle palm of his shoulder was hard.

pace.

But for a moment, the man raised his hand and threw a small ball. He scattered a fan of smoke in front of Lin Xin'er.

The man took the opportunity to struggle and fled outside Chunlinyuan.

The smoke raid, Lin Xin'er did not wave his hand, but sensitively avoided it. He jumped to the courtyard wall on the other side of Chunlinyuan and watched the fog that floated in the full garden in the past. He left the Chunlin Garden immediately.

According to the map that has been kept in mind, Lin Xin'er came to Cuizhu Pavilion at the fastest speed.

The candlelight is still lit in the main house in Cuizhu Pavilion, and the weak light color is reflected on the window paper, and the thin figure of Ximen Yin is thin.

Lin Xin'er plundered to the window and gently picked a window seam.

Inside the house, Ximen Yin was painting with a candlelight, or in white, bent over, and waved his pen and ink calmly. It seemed that he was only immersed here that night, without sleeping and miscellaneous thoughts.

"Since it is here, why not come in and sit?" Simon Yin said, saying.

The cool breeze from the window seam made him aware of the people outside.

Lin Xin'er held the window and pushed the door in.


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