Chapter 310

Zhan fengran stood outside blowing the cold wind.

Xiao qingjue handed her the steaming towel.

“？”

He glanced at a towel that was very similar to the cloth people used to cut flower clothes. Zhan fengran resisted 10000 in his heart.

But a little impatient, he took the towel and wiped Xiao qingjue's face.

“？”

"You can't waste hot water. You burn hard."

Xiao Qing never talks and hugs her from behind Zhan fengran.

The first time he was killed by a man on the back, he was still a very ambiguous object recently. Zhan fengran's first reaction almost threw the big man over his shoulder.

When she felt that the man was in a bad mood, she scattered a lot, because a little wolf dog's chin was against her shoulder at the moment.

Breathing is a little heavy.

His hands held her waist tightly, and even made her out of breath. This is not a good sign.

"What's the matter?" She asked.

"I heard what you said to younger martial sister just now."

"...." Zhan fengran narrowed his eyes: "so, do you want me to accompany you back to Dongli?"

Xiao qingjue's chest fluctuated, and his thick lips stuck to her back neck, wetting a small piece of her skin. She is so clever that his little mind can't hide.

Getting closer and itchier makes Zhan fengran want to do it for him, but the thought that he is in a bad mood may be a little abnormal.

She let him hold her and gently touched his hand intertwined with his abdomen.

Xiao qingjue breathed heavily: "Ran'er, I don't want to lie to you. I was worried and wanted to go back to see my mother for the last time. She has always been in poor health. I am not a filial child, but I want to do my last filial piety. "

Zhan fengran couldn't even say if it was false.

I can't tell if this is a trap laid by Xia Houyuan.

Any excuse seems thin in the face of life and death.

She didn't investigate the situation of Prince Xiao's residence in Dongli state, but she also knew that he didn't live well in Prince Xiao's residence because he was unhappy when he was a child.

"If I'm not mistaken, you say this, not only do you want to go back, you also want to take me away."

He hugged her much harder.

"Yes, I want to take you."

It's embarrassing.

Zhan fengran knows that Xia Houyuan doesn't want to see her entangled with Xiao qingjue, but as long as she steps into the land of Dongli.

For the Dragon Court emperor, if she is not careful, she will become the major general who planned to cooperate with the enemy and betray the country. Even if she has no different thoughts, people will mistakenly think that she agrees with the image that caused turbulence to Fengming River and mountain in the prophecy. This is not what she wants.

His eyes moved to him.

"You know it's difficult."

"Younger martial sister trusts you."

"But the emperor doesn't believe me."

"The person you assist is the younger martial sister. If she believes you, it's enough."

Zhan fengran was really helpless. She was even held tighter by the wolf dog like man behind her before she could get angry.

Zhan fengran suddenly feels hot and dry, and is wrapped by an unknown lust. Speaking of it, Xiao qingjue is a little smaller than her.

Although it's not much smaller, it's really rare for a young couple to have a bigger woman in Fengming.

There may be such an exception in the child's adopted daughter-in-law.

At the thought of gnawing a young grass, she inevitably softened her heart.

For her, she was used to self-improvement and self-reliance since childhood. When she was a child, she was abused by her own grandmother and verbally attacked by her relatives.

It is false to say that there is no influence. She wraps her mind tightly, whether it is identity, gender or personality.

Only without flaws can we live longer.

"I can't guarantee my survival in Fengming. How can I protect myself and protect you when I go to Dongli? Have you considered it? "

Hearing that Zhan fengran said he wanted to protect her, Xiao qingjue held her face and his lips covered it silently.

She doesn't know.

Over the years, there are only three kinds of people for him.

Zhan fengran, people related to Zhan fengran, others.

"Ran'er, I won't live alone. You give birth, I give birth. You die, I die. "

Her heart strings moved and hesitated for a moment. She thought Xiao qingjue's mind was very strange: "did I say I wanted to live and die with you?"

"Then you can say it now. Anyway, I won't let you go." Xiao qingjue was afraid of being rejected by her, so he didn't dare to look up at her eyes.

She smiled and touched her finger on his cheek.

"So you're playing rogue now?"

"You can also think of me as forcing marriage."

“！！！！？”

Very naive and lovely.

For a moment, Zhan fengran was absent-minded and embarrassed by Xiao qingjue.

But he could understand why he lianyunlu said that Beiming tin was very cute.

If you think this person is beautiful or good-looking, this feeling will always fade with the passage of time; If you keep saying that this person is so cute, then you will be completely hopeless.

Forget who told her.

It was a joke.

Now I feel that my missing rib has been found, but it is a little running in pain.

It's sour and astringent. It seems that an organ in the body was caught and beaten by others. There is no trace on the surface and a lot of holes inside.

"OK."

Without the slightest dumb meaning, the smooth voice was drawn from Zhan fengran's throat cavity.

Okay? Xiao qingjue's eyes were dark, and his water lips seemed to be moistened by rain: "Ran'er ~"

Zhan fengran was very high, but she was a little inferior to Xiao qingjue. She raised her hand and held his cold earlobe.

"You will be my man."

"But I have nothing. In the past, there was only the prince of Prince Xiao's residence, but now there is nothing. "

The man's voice is dry and dumb, not for her, like some chagrin and pale helplessness.

But it hit her heart.

He said he had nothing.

But he once had everything. He had nothing for her.

Throne, wealth, future, woman

There could have been many choices.

She smiled softly, her fingers shuttled through his black hair, slightly grabbed the tip of his hair and rolled it up naughtily.

"I raise you."

long time.

"OK."

She is the one who drinks, but he is the one who gets drunk.

Xiao qingjue was obedient when he fell asleep, his face close to the pillow and holding the quilt.

It's like a little snow leopard on a snow mountain. When he was a child, he was weak in attack and wanted to be bullied.

Zhan fengran looked at him for a moment and sipped the wine in the glass.

"Major general Zhan," said the master. You can't attend tomorrow's wedding, but these good wines must be drunk. "

Liuli ordered his men to move ten jars of good wine.

Zhan fengran changed the cup, opened a wine jar, poured wine, acted boldly and elegantly.

"Thank you for your royal highness," said the dream housekeeper, "you look familiar."

"Liuli has followed the master for many years. Major general Zhan has a deep friendship with the master. Naturally, he has seen many aspects of Liuli. Major general, have a good rest. Liuli won't disturb you. "

"Thank you."

After mengliuli left, Zhan fengran cocked her legs and looked at Xiao qingjue who was sleeping with a quilt.

He took a sip of wine, threw himself down and fed him.

Xiao qingjue's wine is very good, but his drinking capacity is not good.

He wants to drink with her. The one who is drunk must be him.

But she didn't think it was enough. She didn't know why. Seeing his clever appearance, she wanted to bully him.

Slightly raised the man's smooth jaw. He slept very heavily. He smelled the familiar body fragrance, turned over wrongfully, snorted, but didn't open his eyes.

Zhan fengran paused for a few seconds. He heard his steady heartbeat and knew that he was still half asleep.

"Qing Jue, open your mouth."

He is very obedient, rarely obedient.

Her fingers rested on his shoulder blades, and she put her palm against his chest and touched it along the smooth skin.

The sleeping man turned over uncomfortably, and her clothes opened slightly along the turning movement. She frowned, took off and opened more.

Possessed, she put the wine in her mouth into his mouth bit by bit.

He seemed to feel it, subconsciously allowing it to suck.

The hand holding the quilt loosened and looked for something to cling to.

"Well..." the man's dry throat uttered a long grace word.

She looked at him vaguely, took another sip, did the same, and passed it to his mouth.

She didn't stop until she filled his mouth with the smell of wine she liked.

The man's shoulders trembled slightly and his movements fluctuated slowly.

Finally, he stretched out his hand to pull her belt, Zhan Feng ran lowered his eyes, glanced at the hand on her waist, and didn't stop it.

Xiao qingjue was still a long way from sobering up. He pulled with his feeling. He felt that he had encountered obstacles. He half propped up his body and solved it with both hands.

He didn't smile until he took away the light blue belt.

Holding her waist, he pushed her slightly towards the bed and found her lips with feeling.

"Ran'er, you bully me. I feel dizzy."

"You're drunk." She looked thoughtfully at the empty and floating eyes in front of her eyes. Her fingers slightly stirred his jaw and moved along his chin without beard residue.

Then, with his index finger raised, he raised his jaw.

"I want to kiss you."

"You kiss."

She put one hand on his shoulder and her fingers ran through his soft black hair.

To be fair, Xiao qingjue's figure and appearance are first-class. There is no sharp demon, but the tall and powerful of Dongli people.

She smiled and her thin lips opened slightly, holding his watery lips. The posture between them was provocative. Xiao qingjue couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva.

In the dark corner, Zhan fengran hooked Xiao qingjue to the foot of the wall, pressed it on the innermost part of the bed, and approached her. She was as angry as LAN: "Xiao qingjue."

"Huh?" His clever nod and misty eyes make people want to bully.

I never knew he was drunk like this. The corners of her mouth turned up a little.

"Would you like some sober tea?"

"I'm not drunk."

He was silent for a moment, struggling to prove that he was not drunk, but a bump under his feet pressed her.

Some panic, he subconsciously went to help her: "did I hurt, I didn't mean to."