In the room, the faint fragrance of flowers filled the air, and purple-red light flowed from the nine-turn psychic ring in her hand. Her breathing was light and shallow, and her sweet sleeping face was like an angel sealed in an ice coffin.
The butterfly feathers trembled slightly, and the little cherry mouth was slightly pursed, as if a silent invitation, inviting the viewer to have a kiss.
Feng Qingyang stood thoughtfully on the bedside, quietly watching the wonders in the Yuanyang tent.
At this moment, the confusion in the phoenix eyes was replaced by unfathomable sharpness.
His handsome face is as elegant as jade and expressionless. Under the bright candlelight, his outstanding figure is like a god looking down on all living beings, spotless.
Suddenly, a purple-red light burst out from Chen Xi's body, like sharp darts, shooting towards the person who invaded her forbidden area with rapidity and accuracy.
His figure swayed, as if a breeze was blowing, and he avoided the fatal attack gracefully and calmly.
The slender white right hand paused, and the silver-white spiritual energy condensed into a ball. The middle finger popped out, and the ball of light instantly fell on the sleeping beauty, wrapping her tightly in it.
I saw that Chen Xi, who had a fierce expression in the last second, gradually became quiet after being enveloped by the silver-white ball of light.
The purple-red light emanating from her ring finger gradually dimmed, and finally disappeared...
A strange dark light flickered from the bottom of Feng Qingyang's eyes, and fell instantly on Chen Xi, who was still sleeping heavily.
Suddenly, the corner of his lips curled up, revealing an interesting and charming smile.
With a flick of his clothes, he sat gracefully on the edge of the bed, and his slender fingers gently traced across the woman's face that could be easily broken.
The delicate touch on his fingertips made him fall in love with it and never leave.
His fingers slowly moved downward along the woman's oval face, and the playful smile on the corner of his lips was as bright and bright as the stars in the dark night.
As if appreciating a wonderful piece of art, or teasing a funny little pet, his fingers were jumping to the melody on the piano, quietly and gently moving towards the woman's belt.
With a slight lift, the belt bounced to both sides silently.
The bright red wedding dress was loose and covered the woman's graceful figure.
On the chest, two developing hills rise and fall with the breathing.
The smile in Feng Qingyang's eyes became even stronger.
He slowly untied his belt, slowly took off his clothes, revealing his lean and strong body, and then... lay down on the bed.
The brocade quilt embroidered with mandarin ducks playing in the water was covered, and the hibiscus tent slipped down...
…
In the girl's room on the other side, the eldest girl Xiangni went straight back to her room after a busy day.
Just as she was about to lie down and rest, someone suddenly knocked on her door.
"Who?" she asked alertly.
"It's me." She answered with an equally deep and sharp voice.
When Xiang Ni heard this, he quickly got up from the bed, straightened his clothes, and walked quickly to open the door.
"Sister, why are you here?" She carefully looked outside the room and saw that no one was paying attention to her side, then she pulled her sister Xiangxue into the room.
"Sister, hasn't the Queen returned to the palace? Why are you still here?" She was full of doubts, fearing that someone would discover her sister's arrival, and there was a hint of impatience on her charming face.
Xiangxue looked at her with a strange expression. Although the two were biological sisters, she really didn't like the sister who had been competing with her since childhood. However, her natural temperament was unique!
In the room, the faint fragrance of flowers filled the air, and purple-red light flowed from the nine-turn psychic ring in her hand. Her breathing was light and shallow, and her sweet sleeping face was like an angel sealed in an ice coffin.
The butterfly feathers trembled slightly, and the little cherry mouth was slightly pursed, as if a silent invitation, inviting the viewer to have a kiss.
Feng Qingyang stood thoughtfully on the bedside, quietly watching the wonders in the Yuanyang tent.
At this moment, the confusion in the phoenix eyes was replaced by unfathomable sharpness.
His handsome face is as elegant as jade and expressionless. Under the bright candlelight, his outstanding figure is like a god looking down on all living beings, spotless.
Suddenly, a purple-red light burst out from Chen Xi's body, like sharp darts, shooting towards the person who invaded her forbidden area with rapidity and accuracy.
His figure swayed, as if a breeze was blowing, and he avoided the fatal attack gracefully and calmly.
The slender white right hand paused, and the silver-white spiritual energy condensed into a ball. The middle finger popped out, and the ball of light instantly fell on the sleeping beauty, wrapping her tightly in it.
I saw that Chen Xi, who had a fierce expression in the last second, gradually became quiet after being enveloped by the silver-white ball of light.
The purple-red light emanating from her ring finger gradually dimmed, and finally disappeared...
A strange dark light flickered from the bottom of Feng Qingyang's eyes, and fell instantly on Chen Xi, who was still sleeping heavily.
Suddenly, the corner of his lips curled up, revealing an interesting and charming smile.
With a flick of his clothes, he sat gracefully on the edge of the bed, and his slender fingers gently traced across the woman's face that could be easily broken.
The delicate touch on his fingertips made him fall in love with it and never leave.
His fingers slowly moved downward along the woman's oval face, and the playful smile on the corner of his lips was as bright and bright as the stars in the dark night.
As if appreciating a wonderful piece of art, or teasing a funny little pet, his fingers were jumping to the melody on the piano, quietly and gently moving towards the woman's belt.
With a slight lift, the belt bounced to both sides silently.
The bright red wedding dress was loose and covered the woman's graceful figure.
On the chest, two developing hills rise and fall with the breathing.
The smile in Feng Qingyang's eyes became even stronger.
He slowly untied his belt, slowly took off his clothes, revealing his lean and strong body, and then... lay down on the bed.
The brocade quilt embroidered with mandarin ducks playing in the water was covered, and the hibiscus tent slipped down...
…
In the girl's room on the other side, the eldest girl Xiangni went straight back to her room after a busy day.
Just as she was about to lie down and rest, someone suddenly knocked on her door.
"Who?" she asked alertly.
"It's me." She answered with an equally deep and sharp voice.
When Xiang Ni heard this, he quickly got up from the bed, straightened his clothes, and walked quickly to open the door.
"Sister, why are you here?" She carefully looked outside the room and saw that no one was paying attention to her side, then she pulled her sister Xiangxue into the room.
"Sister, hasn't the Queen returned to the palace? Why are you still here?" She was full of doubts, fearing that someone would discover her sister's arrival, and there was a hint of impatience on her charming face.
Xiangxue looked at her with a strange expression. Although the two were biological sisters, she really didn't like her sister who had been competing with her for favor since childhood.