The man lifted her hair.

"Let go of me."

Beiming Waner: "

He Lianyun said, "you hit my waist."

Behind the door, there was a sudden sound of walking. She was stunned and hurried down from him.

Under his teasing eyes, he took up his cold hand and hid outside the yard.

Behind the round door, there are all snow stained trees.

Before Beiming Wan'er could react, he had already pulled he Lianyun to hide behind like a thief.

Those who left came out of the room where he Lianyun was crazy just now in twos and threes, and some were middle-aged.

With fatigue at the tip of the eyebrows, he communicated in a low voice.

"Two Prince" means to deal with your royal highness? This is the time. Is it really time? "

"It's too late for it to be too late. Otherwise, I'll just look at the princess's Royal Highness."

"... she's really powerful. It's also her ability to turn her hands over clouds and cover her hands with rain. The original meaning of the emperor was already very obvious. In the dark, she helped her royal highness to suppress the two princes. Although you and I have an old relationship with the snow family, don't tie up all your possessions. "

"Alas, I'm on my way now. There's no turning back on the water halfway. No, let's take a look at it one step at a time. The old man feels that the two princes are more capable than the royal highness of the princess.

The voice of talking became blurred from clarity, and Beiming Waner licked her dry lips.

Mind flies away.

"Are you going to deal with your sister-in-law?"

"No." His eyes fell on the hand she held him, gently pulled it back.

She was silent for a while, didn't she? It felt like something.

But I can't resist the impatience between men's eyebrows.

She whispered seduction.

"It's getting late. You'd better not go back tonight. You can rest in the room you opened."

He Lianyun looked back at her and said, "don't you want me to sleep with you?"

“……”

She wants to. Is he willing.

"No." She licked her lips. "Together?"

"What you think is beautiful."

"Well."

It's romantic to be a ghost under the peony. However, with this thief's heart, there is no thief's courage.

She soon let him go.

"Well, remember to drink the medicine. Go to bed early. Call me if you have nightmares. I'm in the room just now. "

The voice is deep and melodious.

He flashed his eyes.

"Yes."

It was in the middle of the night. The next day, it was dawn. Beiming Waner felt dizzy.

There is no doubt that he has a fever.

Her cheeks were hot. She wrapped herself in a thin quilt and rolled it into a ball. She sat by the window and quietly opened the mahogany cigarette box.

Just draw out a cigarette and light it slowly.

Mixed with incense, within an hour, the room was filled with the smell of malaise.

Bad smell, choking throat.

A few stiff coughs.

The windows were banged.

"No, miss Wan'er, are you going to toss yourself like this?"

Rong Qian doesn't love Beiming Waner. He loves Yuanli.

As for Beiming Waner's little ancestor, it's OK to take care of the enemy. The crown princess has turned a blind eye. He won't come forward to send his head.

However, I didn't sleep in the middle of the night and flirted with Prince Xiwu Qianxun.

Most people get up so early without breakfast. They are still old smokers.

I'm afraid I'm going to smoke the pear to death.

"I don't care if you toss yourself. You let Yuanli out."

Rong Qian thought to himself, it's good that he came, or he would turn upside down day and night and guard the little ancestor. Yuanli is afraid to become an immortal, which will damage his body, little girl.

"Oh." The woman lying lazily on the couch, with her slender and straight legs showing a greasy part of the snow, said softly to the woman sitting in the corner, closing her eyes and pretending to sleep: "let the ruffian ghost love you."

Hearing the word "ruffian ghost", the girl with her head down in the corner hooked her lips slightly.

The voice that is more smoky than Beiming Waner is inexplicably provocative.

"It hurts him."

“……”

The smoke gently knocked on the table and made a gentle knocking sound. Beiming Waner's eyes with unknown meaning flashed over Yuanli.

"Little girl, it's very cruel."

He tapped his finger on the window.

"Do you hear me? Your sweetheart doesn't want your help. Stay outside. "

The windows were not opened, and Rong Qian was in an empty panic. He stayed outside the door in the ice and snow. He didn't care if he was frozen, and he was still thinking about women.

Rong Qian: "... Well, stop and let her squint for a while."

Beiming Wan'er: "where do you have the courage to call me?"

"Heaven borrowed it." Rong Qian's voice sounds a little stuffy.

“……”

The sky is very kind.

She tilted her legs and took a faint sip of the cold water for the night: "go and see if he's awake."

Rong Qian endured for a while. When she thought he was gone, Rong Qian's voice sounded faintly again.

"That guy is stronger than you. He's watching snow flowers outside."

"Shit."

The next second, the window opened, fast, like a shadow jumping out of it, with a faint white musk in the air.

"Go in and take care of your Mandarin pear. Don't come out without my orders."

Maybe the man was born to torture her.

When she saw a well-dressed man standing in the snow, he was as cute as a sleepless child.

The throat was a little dry and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Want to pack him back to his room and bully him.

The speed of snowflakes floating is very slow, but dense. For people with dense phobia like her, it's not something they like to see.

But looking at the man with light eyebrows and eyes and amorous feelings in the snow curtain, she unexpectedly didn't feel irritable.

Light eyebrows and eyes, but with hooks.

A black hair was scattered on both sides at random. The man was facing her side, and his back was a little lonely.

The cigarette end in her hand emits blue cut tobacco, lingering around the enchanting white finger.

Throw it away.

"Crazy, wake up so early today."

He was stunned for a moment. Two white, soft and greasy little hands had been wrapped around his back. She padded her feet and slowly revealed her breath in his ears.

His pearly body was in close contact with him.

Although he wears a lot, he also feels that she has material.

She tilted her head back, facing the snowflakes and lips, and gently kissed him on the back.

"One day's absence is like three autumn days."

"Let go."

"I don't know."

She ignored him.

Although her life is long, she doesn't have so much time to slow down with him. She's afraid that this guy who looks like a teenager and a man will really die in front of her again.

"My head is so dizzy. What should I do? Touch it and see if you infected me."

“……”

"You're cruel. You don't even look at me."

Her voice was soft, her fingers poked his back, with a little annoyance: "our crazy hands are really beautiful."

It was a pair of clean and slender hands with distinct bony joints. Each outline was beautiful and exquisite. The convex radian of the hand bone made her love it.

Every part of the man has a fatal attraction to her.

Every point, tease her.

Including the way he looks at her now, casual and erratic.

He gave a gentle grace.

Some confused tunes, listening to the slightly depressed bass, her idea of going to see her nephew today is almost erased.

He Lianyun bent the corner of his mouth, turned around, looked at her in her silk pajamas, put her hand on the ancient tree behind, and immediately surrounded her: "wear so little, tempt who."

"You, is there anyone else besides you?"

Because of the fever, her eyes were somewhat blurred. She falsely picked his jaw. She took a deep breath and faintly vomited in his nose.

Familiar smoke smell.

He glanced at her and didn't like it.

"It smells bad."

"Then I'll take a bath. My room is occupied. Is it convenient to go to you?"

"Inconvenient."

"Oh, let's go."

He Lianyun's crazy nerve picked it, took back his hand lazily on the tree trunk and stroked her soft and greasy hair.

"Well, let's go."

She deliberately misunderstood, and he was willing to cooperate.

I didn't quite understand what he meant for a moment. Anyway, she rushed into his bathroom when she entered the room.

Unexpectedly, there was a bucket in the bathroom, and the hot water for bathing was filled in it. She was stunned.

If you don't know that he has no idea about her, you will misunderstand that this is for her.

Gently untie the clothes, the greasy fabric slides down her sexy collarbone and shoulder bone, and the snow-white and provocative skin appears faintly in the smoke.

She stepped into the bath barrel with one foot, and the next second, her soft waist was buckled.

When the man mentioned it, she was firmly controlled by him.

Beiming Wan'er was stunned: "

His hand slid up along her charming waist line, his cool lips, and a wet soft kiss fell on her shoulder and clavicle.

It was creepy. For a moment, her whole person trembled.

"You, are you serious?"

"Dare not?"

His rhythm was not fast or slow. He pulled her body down. After a while, both of them fell into the barrel.

"Shit."

Ridiculous, how can it be in a barrel.

"Go somewhere else."

Looked around, slightly... A little disgusted.

"How dare you?" He Lianyun crazily put her against the edge of the barrel, lowered his head and sniffed her body fragrance. The corners of his lips smiled. The breath fell on the wings of her nose, but he didn't kiss her mouth.

She opened her eyes, raised her head, her beautiful eyes were affectionate, her hands were placed on his shoulders, and her eyelashes trembled.

"Why not, because it's you."

Bang——

He Lianyun made a crazy effort, clasped her waist and kissed her lips heavily.

The back of her head hit the board. She sang softly, but it stimulated the man. He pressed her lips, gently contained it, licked it slowly, and then sucked it hard.

"Why..."

Because it's me, you can.

She put one hand around his neck, slid the other hand into his soft hair, and kissed him a few times, lighter than a cat.

After thinking about it, he said, "because you are my faith."

He Lianyun's madness is the meaning of her rebirth.

He calmed down for a few seconds, and the kiss fell on her back again. He was unskilled, turbulent and wild: "don't regret."

"No."

As soon as she turned around, she hooked him with her long delicate legs at random, and stretched out her hand to take off his wet clothes.