Chapter 146

Wang Hong quickly put out his left hand and tightly hugged Chen Rong's small hand, which he just took out of his clothes. Chen Rong's other little hand has pulled his skirt apart, buttoning and pulling on his chest.

Seeing her eyes open wide and her eyelashes flickering seriously, it seems that she will not give up until this thing is buttoned out. But she took the medicine again, her hands and feet were weak, and the action of pulling became soft.

Wang Hong buttoned the right hand of her face and put it down, pulling at the small hand playing in front of her chest.

He just clasped his little hand, but his lips were warm, but Chen Rong put his lips on his lips. He was chuckling and happily sketching his lips. That sweet tongue is getting deeper and deeper now, and it will burst his teeth and chase his tongue in his mouth.

This time, Wang Hong's breath is completely disordered. His handsome face is dodging around, but the more he dodges, the more happy Chen Rong is. She giggled as she elbowed his lapel.

Just for a while, Wang Hong's skirt has been torn apart. Moreover, as time goes on, his lapel is more and more open.

Gradually, Wang Hong, who was in a hurry, was breathing more and more quickly, and his face was getting more and more red. Finally, he couldn't help it anymore. Lock her hands heavily, Wang Hong quickly ordered: "ah Rong, stop! Stop! "

As soon as the sound came out, Chen Rong looked up wrongly. His eyes were full of water and puzzled. In addition to flattery, they were complaints.

Such an appearance is hard for gods to resist. Wang Hong's breathing was disordered. He took a bite of his silver teeth, stretched out his hands together, clasped her arms tightly and locked them in his arms.

Chen Rong was very uncomfortable when he locked her with such force. She twisted her body and found that her hands could not move. Then her little face rubbed against his chest and made a low moan as she rubbed.

One drop and two drops of sweat seeped from Wang Hong's neck and slowly flowed into his collar.

His Adam's apple rolled, and when he bit his teeth and tightened his arms again, a staff member's low laugh came from the outside of the car, "Lang Jun, beauty is the most difficult to refuse, why should I bear it?"

As soon as the voice of the aide fell, another said, "ah, the world is really fast. In a flash, my elegant and unrestrained husband will be in line with Liu Xiahui."

As soon as the words came out, there was a low laughter all around.

Wang Hong is sweating because of the warm fragrant nephrite in his arms. He can't help snorting when he hears these laughter.

As soon as the hum came out, the laughter became louder.

At this time, Wang Hong in the carriage, after a stuffy hum, stretched out his hand and pulled out the small mouth on his right chest. But he was holding her tightly. When he let go of one hand, the delicate body in his arms would rub more violently.

Wang Hong was helpless. He fell forward. After holding Chen Rong and falling in the carriage, he put his hands and feet together and pressed Chen Rong like an octopus firmly under her body, which made her unable to move.

Hearing the muffled sound in the carriage, everyone outside was stunned. In a blink of an eye, one of the guards said with a smile, "Lang Jun is so fierce."

Another said gravely, "in my opinion, I'm afraid it's not my husband."

As soon as the words came out, there was another strong low laugh.

In the carriage, Wang Hong couldn't care to get angry. He pressed on Chen Rong firmly. When he found that she didn't twist so much, he bent his arms and slightly supported his upper body.

Head down, Wang Hong looks at his face red, eyes like silk, and looks at his face wrongfully...... It's hard to bear her eyes like this. Wang Hong bit his teeth. He lowered his head and pecked her eyes. He said awkwardly in his low voice, "ah Rong, I'm not a saint. If you do that again, I'm afraid I can't help it. "

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but smile bitterly. Lower your head, let the hair on your forehead drop. Wang Hong, floating on the tip of Chen Rong's nose, is lonely in his hoarse and dark voice...... Last time I was wrong, I should have used another method. "

Where can Chen Rong understand this? She just looked at him wrongfully and happily, at him......

The carriage is still moving steadily.

At this time, a guard outside said softly: "Lang Jun, there is medicine."

The medicine he said is a kind of medicine that makes people relax, tired and sleepy. Although it can't remove the medicine of dark fragrance, it can make people sleep gradually in fatigue.

When the guard said that, when he saw his husband, he didn't answer. After he was stunned, he asked again, "Mr. Lang?"

Wang Hong still didn't answer.

He is pressing on Chen Rong, lowering his head, quietly looking at the writhing body, his eyes are full of water, looking at him wrongfully. She has such eyes, such expression, extremely charming, and more importantly, deep feelings......

Wang Hong drooped his eyes for a long time. After a long time, he said, "no need."

The guard was stupefied and was about to ask more questions. One of the people around him glared at him and then came up to him and said in a low voice, "Lang Jun is happy now. You really don't know what to do!"The guard's eyes were staring at the carriage foolishly, muttering, "it's just a woman who, as a husband of my family, wants it if she wants it, and doesn't want it if she doesn't want it. It's true that he doesn't move her like this, and doesn't liberate her. He doesn't act like a gentleman at all. "

The guard's voice was so low that only two people, left and right, could hear him. At the moment, the two companions threw a contemptuous white eye at him and shook their heads one by one.

In the carriage, Chen Rong was really pressed by him, but he couldn't move. She could only look up her little face, which was full of spring tide, and her cheeks were dizzy. "Seven Lang, I am so hot," Chen Rong called out

A word spits out, Wang Hong's Adam's apple rolled once.

He lowered his head, gently holding the tip of her nose, and said softly, "it's OK, I'll accompany you."

The fragrance of his breath made Chen's little face redder.

Her eyes were more and more watery. She looked at Wang Hong eagerly. She murmured, "Lang Jun, Lang Jun...... My husband. "

As she cried again and again, Wang Hong closed her eyes and put her face on her little face. Listening to her swaying whisper, he sighed for a long time.

The sigh just came out, almost suddenly. As soon as his mouth moved, his thin lips blocked her mouth tightly and swallowed all her groans, murmurs, gentleness and sentimentality.

The lilac spits, the lips and tongue are fragrant, and the taste here is infinite......

Wang Hong just moved away. Chen Rong raised her head urgently. She tooted her little mouth to cover his thin lips again. From her throat, she let out a satisfied groan.

At this time, a guard Longsheng asked: "Lang Jun, is it back to the house?"

No one answered.

The carriage stopped. After a while, the guard's voice increased a little. "Langjun, go back to the mansion?"

The sound awakened the two lingering people in the carriage. Wang Hong panted and raised his head. His eyes were no longer clear, and he looked at Chen Rong for a while. He closed his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, his face was clear again. He stared at the bottom of her eyes. His shadow slowly said, "go back to Xishan Taoist temple."

。。。。。。 "Yes."

After a pause, Wang Hong's voice came again, "go and say it. Those servants will also be sent back to Taoist temple."

"Yes."

In response, the team turned.

The team didn't make a hundred steps and stopped after two swings.

Then, a soft female voice came from outside, "but Qilang is here?" In the voice, there is an incomparable surprise.

Before the guards could answer, a man's laughter came, "did you meet Qilang? Very good, very good. "

As soon as the words came out, there was a silence outside. Then, there came a neat and solemn cry, "I have seen your majesty!"

Your majesty?

Wang Hong frowned slightly.

He stared at his body, dressed in a Taoist robe and dressed in a Taoist bun. He thought to himself, "I just went out here and met your majesty. It seems that the seventh king of Langya has been gentle and easy-going for too long!"!

You should know that the present appearance, but your majesty Jinkou's Taoist, and this gift, only a few days ago!

Even if the top nobles who built Kangcheng didn't take his majesty seriously, they could be granted the power of the monarch, which lasted for thousands of years.

This surface Kung Fu, in any case, is to be done.

It's not just him, even King Jiankang, who is just sneaking around...... This is a big taboo in the aristocratic circle.

It seems that he was calculated.

In Wang Hong's silence, another young man's laughter came from the outside, "is it Qi Lang? Last time, it's been a while. I wonder if Qilang knows me? "

This voice, young and tender, is the voice of King Ren, who has the best relationship with his majesty.

In King Ren's laughter, another young man, Lang Lang, said with a smile, "I heard a few days ago that Qi Lang is back. Ah, when Qilang comes back, the girls in the city will never look at us again. "

As soon as the sound fell, there was laughter everywhere.

At this time, that delicate female voice is scattering Jiao, soft call way: "seven Lang seven Lang, how haven't seen?"

Listen to the laughter outside, Wang Hong a smile, his big sleeve a roll, covered in the face of Chen Rong. Big sleeve bottom, palm virtual press on the lips of Chen Rong.

When he pressed his finger, his fingertip warmed, but Chen Rong held his finger and bit it gently...... This action made Wang Hong tremble again.

He gathered his mind and sat up straight.

Stretching out Bai Jing's long left hand, Wang Hong slowly opened the curtain.

Wang Hong's face was exposed, and the delicate female voice was shocked. She called out with concern: "Qilang, Qilang, what's the matter with you? Blush here? Clothes are also messy? " Her eyes moved and she glanced at Wang Hong's chest. Her face was red.

But Rao's face was red, and the young girl with a delicate face was still stretching her head, her eyes were bright towards Wang Hong's chest and towards the carriage.##For pink tickets.

My book is really a dog blood love drama. It's not just this one. All my books are like this. They are neither farming nor historical dramas. They are just love novels. Because love has to be bloodied, so tell everyone, you should not be fooled by its drama packaging, historical background and other gimmicks.

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