She just kept saying that he hated the wrong person, saying that she was not the person he hated so much. Combined with the scene where she was frightened before... it was really surprising!
Is this a conspiracy carefully planned by her, or is the Xia Ziluo in front of her no longer the same Xia Ziluo?
Murong whispered, Murong Xitian looked at her dreamingly: "You are really a mystery, attracting people to uncover your mystery."
Xia Ziluo, who was covered with a brocade quilt, still slept uneasily, her eyelashes trembling slightly.
The tip of Murong Xitian's heart trembled. He stared quietly for a moment, but his heart was beating like a drum in this silent night.
A strong urge to get close to her suddenly emerged in his heart, and as his heart beat faster, the idea became stronger and stronger, eventually overwhelming his last shred of reason.
Murong Xitian leaned down, and slowly, his lips fell on her forehead - a warm touch, skin like ice muscle...
He felt his breath suffocate, and his eyes couldn't help but turn to her red and plump lips.
As moist as honey, as ruddy as flowers. Just looking at it like this, the clarity in his eyes was replaced by lust, and his throat became even tighter.
Unable to suppress his inner excitement any longer, Murong Xitian slowly moved his lips down from her forehead, and finally gently pecked her soft red lips.
As good as ever, sweet and fragrant!
Murong Xitian's breathing gradually became heavier without realizing it, and the kiss turned from rubbing to sucking. In a moment, his tongue flexibly penetrated into her honey-filled mouth, as if he wanted to taste her sweet taste.
"Well..." In a daze, her eyelashes fluttered several times, as if she was about to wake up.
At this moment, his slender index finger quietly climbed up her chest and touched her sleeping point.
In a daze, Xia Ziluo didn't realize what happened, so she fell asleep again. And this time, she slept very deeply, like a sleeping beauty who has been sleeping for a thousand years. She will not wake up except for the prince's kiss.
.
His lustful eyes flashed and he kissed her lips again.
And he intensified the kiss, entangled ambiguously with her lilac tongue. The heat spread quickly, but he let go of her lips at the critical moment when the gun was about to go off.
If you kiss her again, he won't be able to hold it anymore!
Murong Xitian breathed very heavily, trying his best to control the roaring lust in his body. He looked at Xia Ziluo, who was as innocent and innocent as a child sleeping, and followed his heart, his thumb moved from her face to her red lips, and he touched her lips with unfinished thoughts.
Gently rub...
After a cup of tea, Murong Xitian stood up and left.
He jumped out of the window, went to the next room, picked up the second young master of Song Dynasty who was tied up, and threw him onto the soft floor in Xia Ziluo's room.
In order to cover up the fact, Murong Xitian changed the binding method and only tied the upper body of the second son of Song Dynasty.
He was afraid that the Second Young Master Song would wake up and frighten Xia Ziluo, so he tapped the sleeping point again. In this way, when the Second Young Master Song woke up, it would be tomorrow morning at the earliest.
At that time, Xia Ziluo was almost awake.
After doing all this, Murong Xitian couldn't help but kiss Xia Ziluo again, and then quietly left Xia Mansion under the cover of darkness.
He returned directly to Canghao Residence, and as soon as he walked into the room, he saw Xi Muyun enjoying a drink.
"What, is there something wrong?" Xi Muyun was still awake at this time. He was not bored. She probably wanted to discuss something with him. She just kept saying that he hated the wrong person, saying that she was not the person he hated so much. Still
Combined with the previous scenes of her being frightened...it's really surprising!
Is this a conspiracy carefully planned by her, or is the Xia Ziluo in front of her no longer the same Xia Ziluo?
Murong whispered, Murong Xitian looked at her dreamingly: "You are really a mystery, attracting people to uncover your mystery."
Xia Ziluo, who was covered with a brocade quilt, still slept uneasily, her eyelashes trembling slightly.
The tip of Murong Xitian's heart trembled. He stared quietly for a moment, but his heart was beating like a drum in this silent night.
A strong urge to get close to her suddenly emerged in his heart, and as his heart beat faster, the idea became stronger and stronger, eventually overwhelming his last shred of reason.
Murong Xitian leaned down, and slowly, his lips fell on her forehead - a warm touch, skin like ice muscle...
He felt his breath suffocate, and his eyes couldn't help but turn to her red and plump lips.
As moist as honey, as ruddy as flowers. Just looking at it like this, the clarity in his eyes was replaced by lust, and his throat became even tighter.
Unable to suppress his inner excitement any longer, Murong Xitian slowly moved his lips down from her forehead, and finally gently pecked her soft red lips.
As good as ever, sweet and fragrant!
Murong Xitian's breathing gradually became heavier without realizing it, and the kiss turned from rubbing to sucking. In a moment, his tongue flexibly penetrated into her honey-filled mouth, as if he wanted to taste her sweet taste.
"Well..." In a daze, her eyelashes fluttered several times, as if she was about to wake up.
At this moment, his slender index finger quietly climbed up her chest and touched her sleeping point.
In a daze, Xia Ziluo didn't realize what happened, so she fell asleep again. And this time, she slept very deeply, like a sleeping beauty who has been sleeping for a thousand years. She will not wake up except for the prince's kiss.
.
His lustful eyes flashed and he kissed her lips again.
And he intensified the kiss, entangled ambiguously with her lilac tongue. The heat spread quickly, but he let go of her lips at the critical moment when the gun was about to go off.
If you kiss her again, he won't be able to hold it anymore!
Murong Xitian breathed very heavily, trying his best to control the roaring lust in his body. He looked at Xia Ziluo, who was as innocent and innocent as a child sleeping, and followed his heart, his thumb moved from her face to her red lips, and he touched her lips with unfinished thoughts.
Gently rub...
After a cup of tea, Murong Xitian stood up and left.
He jumped out of the window, went to the next room, picked up the second young master of Song Dynasty who was tied up, and threw him onto the soft floor in Xia Ziluo's room.
In order to cover up the fact, Murong Xitian changed the binding method and only tied the upper body of the second son of Song Dynasty.
He was afraid that the Second Young Master Song would wake up and frighten Xia Ziluo, so he tapped the sleeping point again. In this way, when the Second Young Master Song woke up, it would be tomorrow morning at the earliest.
At that time, Xia Ziluo was almost awake.
After doing all this, Murong Xitian couldn't help but kiss Xia Ziluo again, and then quietly left Xia Mansion under the cover of darkness.
He returned directly to Canghao Residence, and as soon as he walked into the room, he saw Xi Muyun enjoying a drink.
"What, is there something wrong?" Xi Muyun was still awake at this time. He was not bored. He probably wanted to discuss something with him.
