Withdrawing his fingers, Beichen lowered his face and gently licked her lips with his tongue.
There was still grape juice on her lips, which was sweet and attractive.
Beichen was completely indifferent. He didn't care about Yan Hui's existence at all. The corners of Zi Tong's lips curved, and then she stuck out the tip of her tongue and licked his lips. He opened his mouth to kiss her, but she retracted her tongue.
He turned back and chuckled.
How could he let her go? With a raise of his arm, he had already lifted her body over and kissed her domineeringly. With the lessons learned from last night, he was a little more careful this time. He was not as urgent as yesterday, but more slowly.
Enjoying her sweetness.
Yan Hui knelt aside, not wanting to see the two of them making out, but couldn't help but watch, not to mention the torment in his heart.
As the kiss reached the depths of her love, his palm unconsciously moved away and landed on her chest.
Zi Tong gave a slight expression of gratitude, and then struggled to avoid his lips.
"Someone."
Beichen raised his face without finishing his thoughts, looked at Yan Hui who was still kneeling beside him, and immediately raised his eyebrows.
"roll!"
Yan Hui stood up hurriedly and stepped away from him.
After this little episode, his mood subsided a little, and he immediately stood up with her in his arms.
"I know there is a place with good scenery. I will take you to see it."
Yan Hui stood in the woods, watching the two of them go away, but he was so angry that he gritted his teeth.
"Zitong, wait!"
＊＊＊Ni-tian-xiao-kuang-hou＊＊＊
At dusk.
A figure floated down in front of the palace gate, his robes were like snow, and his eyes were covered with a circle of white gauze. Behind him, there were several figures following, it was the young priest Mu of Nanzhou.
Immediately afterwards, several figures flashed and stopped outside the palace gate one after another.
The young master of Xizhou, Lan Yinshui, Beizhou Mengfusheng, Su Xi, Luo Jia, Zitu and others from Xizhou have all arrived.
Stopping outside the palace gate, several people looked at each other and saw the confusion in each other's eyes.
"Have you also received the order?" Lan Yinshui asked doubtfully.
Luo Jia raised his head and looked at the palace in front of him, "Master Bei suddenly called us all over. What does it mean?"
"This...I'm afraid we won't know until we meet him," Mu said.
Meng Fusheng looked around and lowered his voice slightly, "Guys, do you have any news about Zi Tong?"
Everyone shook their heads when they heard this name.
Two years ago, they each received a personal letter of trust from Zi Tong, asking them to surrender to Beichen and not to go against him, so as not to cause unnecessary casualties. Zi Tong's letter also explained that Beichen was controlled by Su Shen, and stated that
, when the time is right, she will naturally come back to solve these problems.
In order to prevent the news from leaking, Zi Tong did not tell anyone where she was going.
Therefore, even they, no one knows where Zi Tong is?
However, they all believed in her, so they all surrendered to Beichen in full accordance with her arrangements. Therefore, there were no casualties in any of the tribes.
"The lady said she would come back, and she will definitely come back." Zi Tu raised his face and looked at the dark door with golden round needles on the steps, "Let's go in!"
"Mr. Mu." Luo Jia's eyes fell on Mu's face, "Your eyes are not healed yet?"
Mu stepped up the steps, "I don't want to open the gauze before Zitong comes back."