After tossing and turning, Zhao Wanxi came back to Qionghua palace.

She quickly slipped back to the room, regardless of the darkness in the room, first backhand inserted the bolt.

Then he turned around, but he ran into a wall of people. The familiar breath penetrated into the bottom of his nose, and Leng Jun's low voice rose in the dark -

"sneaky, where have you been so late?"

Taking advantage of the darkness, the man can't see the guilty heart and red face at the bottom of her eyes.

Zhao Wanxi secretly took a deep breath and pushed him away: "can you go out for a walk?"

"What's the walk in the evening?"

While speaking, Leng junao has already lit the candle on the table.

The deep and dark eagle eyes fell on Zhao Wanxi's delicate face.

In the dim yellow light, her beautiful face added a bit of enchantment, which made his heart tremble.

Subconsciously, the man stepped out of his long legs and picked her up.

Zhao Wanxi's clean and refined cheek flushed even more, and her pink fist fell on the man's chest: "you put me down!"

The husky voice above his head was full of intriguing ambiguity: "Xi'er, I've been gone for three months..."

Zhao Wanxi looked at him coldly first. Her cheeks were flushed. She lowered her eyes and said, "it's still time for the seventh prince to repent now..."

Without waiting for her words to fall, the purplish red lips and the unfinished ending are all swallowed by men.

The temperature in the room suddenly rises, and Zhao Wanxi can clearly feel the hot body of a man.

Breathing sound inexplicably began to become rapid disorder, Zhao Wanxi heart rate.

She leaned over the man's ears, and could hear his irregular heart beat.

Zhao Wanxi was almost suffocated by the hot kiss.

Until her face turned red and she was almost out of breath, the man slowly released her lips, and her hoarse voice was unusually dry -

"Xi'er!"

The air seemed to be on fire, and Zhao Wanxi's body was almost burning.

After tonight, we have to wait for three months to feel the embrace and sink together!

Zhao Wanxi raised her arm and hooked it on the man's neck.

Her sudden initiative made the eagle's eyes in the dark suddenly tighten and pass a light.

Men with a habitual overbearing wild, such as a flood of beasts, surging.

The fiery feeling made Zhao Wanxi's heart start to beat wildly again.

Hot and humid kisses, falling on her cheek and neck, spread down with hot and wild power.

The night is like water, and the beautiful spring brings waves after waves, ripples

The next day, it was still dim and bright, and she felt a little cold on her side. Zhao Wanxi knew that it was the man who got up. In order not to arouse Leng junao's suspicion, she still closed her eyes and pretended to sleep.

It seems that he can't bear to wake her up. The man gently covers the quilt for her. A kiss falls between her hair, takes a deep look and turns away.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Zhao Wanxi opened her eyes and quickly began to wear.

There were two long and short taps on the door, which sounded more like a secret signal. In a low voice towards three, there came: "Miss Wan Xi, don't forget to change into a military uniform."

He reminded Zhao Wanxi of this. She hurriedly opened the door to get her uniform and went into the room to put it on again.

Er! something the matter!

Zhao Wanxi couldn't help but look down at her chest. She seemed to be very abrupt. You know, there are all kinds of men in the military camp. It's too easy to see her delicate figure.