Chapter 1292： You know i like you

When I do n’t know when it is outside, dark clouds spread.

The whole world became sultry, and the air gradually became constricted.

In the summer, the sky is clear and cloudless in the daytime, but the clouds gather in the night, and the storms are strong. However, in the daytime, the sky is clear again. This is a common occurrence.

At this moment, the entire night sky was darkly suppressed. In Wangfu, except for those lit lanterns that were dragged and rolled around by the storm, they were slightly transparent, and other places were in darkness.

Dark night, like a monster with a big mouth opening blood, devoured the whole world.

And in the courtyard.

The closed windows cut off the raging gale and only heard the sound of the storm slamming on it.

Compared to the absolute noise on the outside, the inside is as quiet as a pool of standing water.

But not all of them.

At least, the undulating chest was suppressed, the hot air from the pant, the slender fingers clasping the quilt tightly, and the hand that was hanging on the waistband, staggering ...

Just now, she had already rushed out, saying something that even she thought was incredible. It seemed as if she was promising and she vowed. How could she be stunned?

But why, she didn't feel regret, just the silence in front of her, which made her a little bit unsure.

Is it really just her wishful thinking?

Although sad, but there is no way, even if he is unwilling, she wants the overlord to bow hard, even if he is laughed at afterwards, she has to save him, if she can't solve it, then she will accompany him.

He has done so many bad things, and heaven will definitely not accept it, then she will accompany him to hell. She is sacrificed for him, and she must fight hard to prevent him from abandoning himself!

Just a moment when she was stunned, and then changed into grief and anger, she suddenly heard—

"His ---"

She bowed her head in accordance with the sound, the belt cracked under his hands, and she couldn't avoid even the outer clothes.

What the hell?

Ripped clothes without a word?

Can you be gentle?

Why not be so calm, or why is it so violent?

Will you take care of her little heart?

She still had time to complain, her lips were sealed, her hands clasped to the top of her head, and her other hand went down her exquisite curve, removing all her clothes.

"Hey you--"

Anyway, give her a mental preparation!

The pure little face was slowly drenched in crimson, as if the setting sun was spread on the river, half a river full of red.

The evening glow reflected in the river, the gorgeous charm, Xiao Hou could not help but aggravate the strength in his hands, and then heard her could not help but snorted, but his eyes were darker.

As soon as his hand touched her sensitive part, she bent down suddenly, "giggled" and smiled, "Itchy, Xiao Hou, take your hand away--"

The wind was violent outside, and the inside was quiet as well. The chest could only hear her violent heartbeat, and the hot air flowed around. At this moment, she seemed like a new moon, and chuckled in his arms, and smiled slightly. Soaked in wine and intoxicating.

His eyes shone, his eyes changed rapidly, his lips closed and his movements became more violent, as if to eat her inch by inch.

His sudden attack made her shake for a moment. He thought he would be a courteer and a soldier. So fickle!

I just pushed her out mercilessly just now, cheated her, bullied her, and kicked her—

Now, it's not that she's pulled over, like this--

It's simply too much!

Who says women are righteous, men are not the same! He said no, but his body was honest.

But the next moment--

She exclaimed, "No, oh-"

However, the words were contained in his lips, and only whining sounds remained.

He hooked his lips with a smile, his fingers moved slightly, like a half-opened half-closed flower, and behind her ears, he slid across his neck, and soon trembled on his skin.

Wasn't he poisoned? Why is there so much idleness to provoke you?

In this way, it is really uncomfortable to hang a person in the air, but it is not anxious to start, but it is not uncomfortable.

In fact, Xiao Hou was very uncomfortable, but thought that in this situation, each other was the first time, worrying that her clumsy hands and feet hurt her, and worrying about the hotness in the body, which would make him unable to control himself.

So while he was still able to retain a bit of reason, treat her as tenderly as possible.

Originally it wasn't the candle-lit night today. For her, it was already owed to her, and he was even less likely to suffer her. But how can he hurt her at this time if he wants to cherish his heart?

As a result, he was tortured inside, but the surface was gentle and considerate as the spring breeze, slowly controlling his strength.

If Pang Yuejing knew what he was thinking, he would shake his head and sigh. He is such a person. Even if the sky falls and the ground sinks, he can maintain the appearance of calmness. The person who says that he is strong is fine Whether he is black or not, she is always the one she loves.

Feeling the tightness under his skin, and the gentleness and care in his movements, she felt kindly loved, loved, and cared for.

Perhaps it was because he owed something to him that he treated her this way, not that he really took her to heart, but that moment was enough.

Regardless of his time-consuming care and unconditional protection, she felt that she owed the most to her.

This time, if she could help him, she would not regret it, even if she sacrificed herself. As she just said, everything was her willingness.

So she put aside all the restraints and kissed him back with open lips.

Feeling her jerky and awkward response, the heat was rushing to the lower abdomen, and he could no longer control himself, his eyes locked on her little face more and more hot, her heart was wavy, the blood in her mouth was only It's hard to tell who the people are, but it is even more exciting.

A cluster of flames leaped under his eyes, and then there was a tendency of Ebara.

He twitched his fingers, and the two were stripped of their clothes, meeting frankly.

Being frank and relative made her feel a little flustered at once.

And when she raised her eyes and looked into his wide and gentle eyes like the ocean, all the confusion instantly receded like a tide.

She couldn't help but whispered his name, "Xiao Hou—"

At this moment, he was holding her waist, his eyes moved, and he leaned down and kissed her brows, sincere and emotional.

"You may not know, I like how far you like it, and it was just now that I knew."

The moment he stepped forward, he whispered in her ear like a lover.