Purple and blue wisteria flowers fell from the long vines. The blooming flowers were soaked in the moonlight. Each petal seemed to be dotted with stars, reflecting the light, and it was particularly eye-catching in the night.
But he still couldn't compare to Fujita, the elegant man in white clothes.
Mu Jieyu raised his head slightly and bumped into Xuanyuan Zhirong's dark, sparkling and deep eyes. His lips, as soft as cherry blossoms, were slightly opened: "Your Majesty's injury is getting better. When will you return home?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Jieyu clearly felt that the cool night of early summer seemed as cold as winter. Waves of cold air hit her from all directions, and the big palm holding her wrist tightened little by little, as if to
Her bones were crushed, causing a burst of pain.
Xuanyuan Zhirong was angry. Even the most obtuse person could feel it, let alone Mu Jieyu. She also regretted what she said at this moment, not because she had angered Xuanyuan Zhirong, but because she herself was not just that person.
In an instant, why did he open his mouth and spit out the order to expel the guest?
But since he couldn't take back the water he spilled, he might as well say it all right now. So regardless of Xuanyuan Zhirong's gaze that could freeze someone to death, Mu Jieyu said with a cold face: "Your Majesty's body is no longer big.
It's a hindrance. As long as you take proper care of it, it won't happen easily. You and I really shouldn't live together under the same roof to avoid others...well..."
Before she could utter the word "criticism", Mu Jieyu suddenly felt her body being pulled by someone, her waist being tightly buckled, and her feet involuntarily stood up on tiptoe. Before her brain could react, she felt a slight chill on her body.
But the unusually soft lips covered her and pressed tightly against her sweet lips.
Mu Jieyu's mind went blank for a moment, his eyes as bright as water and moon suddenly widened, and he didn't know how to react at this moment.
Taking advantage of her dazed moment, Xuanyuan Zhirong's thin lips moved over her soft and sweet lips with a hint of anger, biting them roughly.
His bite caused pain to appear on his sensitive lips, which made Mu Jieyu come back to his senses instantly. He immediately struggled with anger in his eyes and pushed Xuanyuan Zhirong away with both hands.
Unexpectedly, due to the natural strength difference between men and women, Mu Jieyu, who had already lost the chance, was quickly restrained by Xuanyuan Zhirong's hands, tightly trapped in his arms. No matter how she dodged, those two sexy pieces of cold air were still there.
Her thin lips were chasing after hers, and even while she was taking a breath, she forcefully pried open her vagina.
His teeth, his domineering tongue dexterously slid into her mouth, sweeping over every inch of her sweetness. He was so mad that he could not refuse, chasing her lilac tongue. She couldn't help but avoid it, but instead seemed to be playing and entangled with him. After a while, you chased her.
After I rushed her, she found that her breathing became more and more difficult, and her body couldn't help but soften.
Feeling that the person in his arms had softened, Xuanyuan Zhirong exerted his strength slightly, and his lips and teeth gradually became gentle. He opened the distance slightly and looked at the red and swollen lips that he had ravaged.
The anger that rushed straight to his forehead dissipated, and he suddenly felt pity for him, so he covered it with the utmost gentleness, closed his eyes in enjoyment, and sucked on it tenderly...
"Well -" The pain in his lips made Xuanyuan Zhirong frown. He opened his eyes and looked at the man in his arms, staring at him with a pair of watery eyes full of anger, as if he wanted to eat him alive.