865. Chapter 865 Emperor Xiangming: A Generation of Talents 【2】
At the end, she threw herself into his arms, like a child who had been greatly wronged, holding her tightly and crying loudly, as if she wanted to cry out all her grievances.
He didn't stop her, he just hugged her tightly and let her vent.
When she was tired of crying and fell asleep, she still held on to his sleeve tightly.
So he could only hold her motionless and wait for her to wake up, but this sleep would be the morning of the next day.
Mu Jieyu woke up first and saw him leaning against the bedpost with his eyes closed. He opened his dry eyes to their maximum size and looked at him greedily. He reached out and touched his face, from his eyebrows and nose to his cold lips.
Everything she was familiar with made her lose consciousness. Suddenly, there was warmth at her fingertips. She looked up and saw that he woke up at some point and opened his mouth to hold her finger in his mouth. She couldn't help but blush, symbolically.
struggle.
Xuanyuan Zhirong's eyes were dark and deep, and he let go of his mouth obediently, but he grabbed her waist with his big hand, and before she could react, he pressed his body down, and Mu Jieyu felt the world spin for a moment.
Her back was pressed against the brocade couch, and the tall figure pressed down.
Dense kisses fell on her forehead, eyebrows, nose, and finally rested on her soft cherry blossom lips. He bit her hungrily, sucked and turned, pried open her teeth domineeringly, and penetrated into the deepest place to conquer the city.
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Looking at her slowly blurred gaze, his eyes became even more lustful, and his big palms began to penetrate her clothes irregularly, stroking her soft shoulders.
"Gulu..." Just as the two were making firewood, a discordant voice came.
Mu Jieyu suddenly woke up and felt a little embarrassed when he saw Xuanyuan Zhirong, who was dissatisfied with his desires.
Xuanyuan Zhirong kissed her hard, hugged her, and dressed her himself. Sitting in Xuanyuan Zhirong's arms, Mu Jieyu could clearly feel Xuanyuan Zhirong's desire, so he spoke nervously
: "I...I'm fine..."
An evil smile appeared on Xuanyuan Zhirong's lips, he came close to her, and kissed her earlobe: "The days are long, and I will not starve my little wife to death because of the small things. Otherwise, how can I enjoy myself to the fullest?"
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Mu Jieyu was so embarrassed by his suggestive words that she clenched her pink fist and hit him on the chest. Xuanyuan Zhirong held her little hand with his backhand and laughed happily from his chest.
Xuanyuan Zhirong took Mu Jieyu to have a meal. Although Xuanyuan Zhili, Bai Su and others saw this scene, they were still a little hard to accept that Xuanyuan Zhirong had come back from the dead. It can be seen that Mu Jieyu's face finally showed a sense of separation.
He smiled for a long time and felt extremely happy in his heart.
Just like many years ago, Xuanyuan Zhirong did not eat, but looked at Mu Jie Yuyong quietly, serving her dishes from time to time, and taking good care of her.
After Mu Jieyu finished his meal, Xuanyuan Zhirong looked at her long hair, which was like snow. He stretched out his hand to pick up a strand, lowered his head and gently kissed the hair. His phoenix eyes were filled with deep wounds.
Pain: "Minmin, I'm sorry, I made you suffer."
Being able to see him again, Mu Jieyu felt that God was so good to her. She didn't care about anything else. She stretched out her hands and hugged his head tightly, intersecting his neck: "Arong, I'm so happy that you can come back to me again."
By my side, I will have a husband, and my children will finally have a father."
"Child?" Xuanyuan Zhirong stiffened and looked at Mu Jieyu with uncontrollable joy.