As smart as Qingge, how could he not know Ye Qingtian’s little thoughts?
She looked at the gauze demon, remembering Ye Wuhen's lonely back staggering and leaving in a mess, and sighed.
She helped Dongling Cod up, looked at Ye Qingtian, and said, "Grandpa, just click it and stop it, don't get over the fire."
As he said that, he walked towards Fengyue Pavilion with a drowsy and drunk Dongling Cod.
Ye Qingtian stretched his neck like a giraffe and looked out. Seeing Qingge already walking away, he smiled proudly.
He looked at the drunken gauze demon, slapped his finger, and then called the secret guard over.
"Put this girl into Wuhen's room." Ye Qingtian said.
The secret guard with a black cloth on his face carried the gauze demon and rushed out of the window.
Ye Qingtian shook his head, "It's really not easy. He is so old that he's still worried about his children and grandchildren."
At this moment, Ye Wuhen was standing in the pavilion in the courtyard. There were rare flowers and plants outside the pavilion. He took the spray, watered it, and murmured: "Beautiful flowers are for people to appreciate. If they break, they will die.
It's far away."
When Ye Wuhen put down the spray, closed his eyes, and opened his eyes, his pupils were pitch black and bright, without desire or love.
In the past, there was no one around him, and in the future, there would be no change.
Bang—
Like thunder, a huge sound rang out.
"Who?"
Ye Wuhen turned around and turned around, and saw a dark figure sweeping away from his light. He was about to chase after him, but as soon as he lowered his head, he saw the veil demon frowned and curled his butt that was hurt.
Ye Wuhen stopped.
He stood in the pavilion and looked at the gauze demon in surprise.
The drunk beauty has a unique charm.
It is like aged wine, which makes people unable to help but taste it.
Ye Wuhen couldn't move his footsteps. Under the bright moonlight, he stood like that, looking at the gauze demon with complicated eyes.
The gauze demon had a uncomfortable abdomen, as if it was burning. She was in great pain and her facial features were wrinkled together.
Ye Wuhen came back to his senses and hurriedly walked up to help the shisha demon up. The shisha demon subconsciously wanted to slap him. Ye Wuhen, who had already learned from the past, took action like the wind and suddenly grabbed the shisha demon.
The wrist of the sao demon.
vomit--
The gauze demon vomited Ye Wuhen all over, but fortunately it was all drunk.
Ye Wuhen didn't dislike her and helped her walk outside the yard.
He also wanted to keep the veil demon, but the lonely man and widowed woman lived in the same room and were not good to the woman. Even if he couldn't be her husband, at least he had to watch someone love her and some pity her.
The gauze demon stood in front of Ye Wuhen with a step, blocking Ye Wuhen's path. He opened his eyes wide and wanted to see Ye Wuhen's face clearly, but it seemed like a layer of fog was covered with hazy and illusory, she
He raised his hand and stroked the man's angular face, eyebrows, eyes, nose, and finally, his purple-black but white-white hands with his fingernails, depicting Ye Wuhen's thin lips.
Ye Wuhen seemed to have been hit by a hammer, and was stunned, his whole body was terrified, his limbs were tense, and he looked at the face of the veil demon and swallowed with difficulty.
After all, he is a normal man.
Beauty comes first and it is hard to withstand temptation, let alone the girl who is moved.
The eyes of the shisha demon seem to be narrow and long, but in fact it is the look she has formed when she stays in the darkness of the shisha tribe for a long time. Now when she opens her slightly, she becomes bigger. After drinking, her purple and black pupils are missing.
It is a bit charming, but it is more pure and cute.
There was mist in my eyes, and a smile gradually ejaculated.
Suddenly, the gauze demon smiled.
At least at this moment, the gauze demon in Ye Wuhen's eyes was charming.
The spring breeze is not as good as you.
The bright moon and sunset cannot describe your charm.
Ye Wuhen stretched out his hand and hugged the waist of the veil demon. With force, the veil demon approached him. During his breath, the scorching breath sprayed on the veil demon's face. The veil demon only felt itchy and wanted
He raised his hand and grabbed it, but he rubbed Ye Wuhen's sharpened chin for no reason.
Ye Wuhen's breathing was rapid, his deep eyes were a little darker, and he was dyed with a sharp color.
The shiwa demon tilted his head, blinked his eyes, smiled, then stretched out his hand, wrapped around Ye Wuhen's neck, stood on tiptoe, and touched Ye Wuhen's lips.
Ye Wuhen's eyes were congested and the soft touch on his lips made him sink and fall, and never die.
The gauze demon was like a child who discovered candy, licking it carefully but naughtyly, as if exploring a new mystery. The hot breath was caught between Ye Wuhen's lips and teeth. Ye Wuhen could not help but transform into
Passive as an active person, as if he wanted to eat her completely until she was almost suffocated.
"It hurts--" the gauze demon murmured in a muffled voice.
A wisp of bright red blood slid down the corners of the lips.
Ye Wuhen looked at her with heartache.
The shiwei stared at Ye Wuhen in anger, suddenly spread her hands and said proudly: "You want to hug me."
Such a veil demon would melt Ye Wuhen.
He picked up the gauze demon and wanted to walk towards the inner room, but he still walked out.
He wanted the Shinkyu to be good, but more of it was the heart. He could not do something that made the Shinkyu dislike in such an unknown situation.
The gauze demon was held in Ye Wuhen's arms, and her chin was pressed against Ye Wuhen's shoulder. Her eyes were swaying, as if she had seen something moving, and she bit her lightly.
The heat coming from the earlobes ran through the limbs and bones like lightning.
Ye Wuhen looked at the gauze demon helplessly.
The Qingyao was drowsy and found a comfortable position in Ye Wuhen's arms, sleeping on his chest.
Ye Wuhen seemed to be in a state of storm, and actually rushed out of the high wall of Ye Mansion, and then walked around the mansion without any fatigue.
He really wanted to send the veil demon back, but he couldn't bear to see the beauty of this moment.
Therefore, he hugged her unconscious and wandered under the moon.
Listening to the soft murmuring that the Qingyao was sleeping soundly, Ye Wuhen's heart had never been as satisfied as it is now.
Suddenly, Ye Wuhen looked down and found that the sweet man in his arms was covered in tears.
She closed her eyes, burst into tears, and her hands tightly clutched Ye Wuhen's clothes, shook her head desperately, "Don't...Don't touch me!"
"ah--"
Like a wild wolf in the deep mountains and forests, the gauze demon let out a roar like a monster, heart-wrenching until it was hoarse.
Ye Wuhen sat down aside, patted her spine and sootheed the mood of the veil demon, "Be good, it's okay, it's okay..."
The veil demon gradually calmed down, but his body was trembling, and he shouted in a low voice, no...
Ye Wuhen didn't know who wanted to touch her, who made her so afraid, and who made her so collapse, but Ye Wuhen felt distressed.
He remembered the disgust of the day's veil demon. Perhaps, he did not hate Ye Wuhen, but hated any man's touch.
Ye Wuhen seemed to have thought of something, a gloomy flashed in his eyes, and then he returned to his original state.
He lowered his head, gently touched the woman's trembling red lips like a dragonfly, and then hugged her, swept over the high wall, walked into a yard, and placed her on the bed.
Before leaving, the light gauntie stretched out his hand and grabbed Ye Wuhen's wrist.
Ye Wuhen turned around and looked at the light veil demon.
The woman on the bed opened her eyes, as if she had returned to Qingming Festival, staring at her tightly, but in a flash, she became hazy again.
Ye Wuhen sat down on the edge of the bed, and the gauze demon then fell asleep peacefully.
Until dawn, Ye Wuhen left silently. (To be continued)