"You know, always let me say it!"
How can Zhao Wanxi not see that the man is deliberately trying to coax her to say it?
Leng junao looked at her like this, and his heart was extremely satisfied. She didn't know how good she looked when she was jealous but didn't want to admit it.
He came over and sat Zhao Wanxi on his lap.
Leng junao put his hands around her waist and sighed. The breath sprayed on Zhao Wanxi's neck, which also made her feel that her heart was scratched.
It's like a crisp electric current.
Leng junao's deep voice with a smile rang out in her ear, "silly, you are jealous."
Obviously, he said positively.
Smelling the fragrance of the woman, he had some helplessness, "but ah, Xi'er, I've told you that it wasn't me who shared the room with her. How do you want me to explain?"
There is no question, there is only the surface coldness hidden under the light doting.
As soon as Joan saw the scene, she went out with interest.
Dusk four happens to be guarding outside. When they see Joan coming, they look at each other and smile at each other implicitly.
The two of them stood side by side, chatting with each other.
Zhao Wanxi's white jade like ears were stained with a thin layer of powder and whispered, "I'm not jealous."
But this explanation is really weak.
The two of them are holding each other like this, which is also a little hot. Zhao Wanxi struggled to get rid of him, but the more she moved, the heavier her breathing became.
The place of speaking before has changed. I don't know when, they both forget what they are talking about when they come. Leng junao's hand can't help but feel for her.
On the bed, gradually came the voice that made people blush and heartbeat.
Joan and Dushi were standing outside, and they could hear men's panting and women's chanting.
Dusk four blushed a lot, but he was still a little closer to Joan.
He put his hand over Joan's ear and said solemnly, "don't listen. You can't hear the sound inside."
Dusk's voice trembled, and she didn't dare to look down at Joan.
Joan raised her eyes a little, and saw the man in front of her pretending to be serious. Her eyes fell on his ears. A little smile appeared on her lips. She lowered her head and said in a small voice, "well."
Inside and outside the palace, it is always not peaceful.
When Zhao Wanxi woke up, she opened her eyes and felt a little weak. She looked at her bare chest in front of her. Some messy pictures came to mind.
She turned red.
How did yesterday come to be like this? Finally, how did you get to this bed?
When Zhao Wanxi got up and saw the clothes thrown on the ground, she blushed even more. This shows how fierce the fighting was last night.
She took her clothes and wrapped them around her before she got out of bed.
Barefoot stepped on these clothes, turned to see Leng Jun Ao, found that he was still closed his eyes, seems to be sleeping too heavy, not awake.
Zhao Wanxi just wants to leave this embarrassing place early.
She took a few steps forward, but she stepped on something hard.
Zhao Wanxi stopped at the same place and walked a few steps to the side. Then she bent down and searched the place she had just stepped on. Soon, she found a book.
This book is a little familiar. She just picked it up, but suddenly a voice came from behind.