Chapter 294

On the palace road to Wenning palace.

Tuoba Yu and Wen Xinlan are in front, while Tuoba Rui and others are not far or near behind.

Wen Xinlan's pace slowed down and looked at the man around him softly. "Yu, I don't feel like I've been walking in the palace with you for a long time."

Tuoba Yu picked his lips and didn't speak.

He's not interested. What he wants now is to send her back to the palace. He thinks too much about someone.

Seeing this, Wen Xinlan felt embarrassed and no longer started the topic without authorization. She was afraid of touching the ash of her nose.

It was not until she came to the door of Wenning palace that she summoned up the courage and said, "Yu, do you want to sit in the palace? Drink a cup of tea..."

Tuoba Yu narrowed his eyes to the figure coming out of the door of the hall. Feng's eyes were half narrowed and didn't turn to look at her. Inexplicably, "I can't do it today..."

Wen Xinlan frowned and followed his eyes. He saw Lian Qing leaning against the door of the hall and squinting at them. His pupil color was quickly hurt and worried. Looking at Tuoba Yu, he explained, "Yu, Lian Qing and me..."

"I'm tired, I'm back," said Tuoba Yu. He hooked a little evil arc at the corner of his mouth, looked at Lian Qing again, turned quickly, put one hand behind him and left quickly.

Looking at his fast and urgent pace, Wen Xinlan's heart was cold. The little hand under the cuff was tight, loose and tight. There was no need to think about it. She was almost sure that he left so quickly to see someone.

Took a big breath, tears still fell out of control, not disguise, but really uncomfortable.

She suddenly thought, maybe she shouldn't love, because if she doesn't get it, it will hurt, she will be unwilling, she will be jealous, and she will hate to kill.

And now she wants to kill the loyal woman that haunts him!

Wen Xinlan clenched her teeth with hate, and her tears fell down on the shuttle.

I felt a pair of cold big hands on her face. Wen Xinlan's Scarlet eyes turned to look at him lightly, trembling all over. Her lips were almost bleeding. She was unwilling to come back and forth on her chest, which was almost killing her.

Lian Qing's eyes were softer than the soft moonlight. His thumb stroked her lips and his voice was moist, "don't bite, he can't see..."

"Why did you come?" Wen Xinlan asked with a cry and a hate voice, and as soon as she let go, the soft lip immediately ejected some blood foam.

If he doesn't come, maybe... Maybe he will promise to go into the temple and stay with her for a while.

But he came and he left.

Lian Qing's cheeks twitched fiercely. The tiger's eyes turned red bit by bit. He stared at her bleeding red lips. His voice was heavy and dumb, but his words were cold and piercing. "Why can't I come? Well? If I don't come, he will stay? Wen Xinlan, what did you get from going to Jinyun temple? Do you expect him to come to you?"

His words were straightforward and harsh.

Wen Xinlan's blood flowed back, and her unwillingness and anger in her heart were suddenly angered by him. She left tears and sneered, "what about you? You're running to Wenning palace now. Don't you just want to... Uh huh..."

Lian Qing flew and pressed her on the door of the temple in anger, and put her hands back on the door of the temple. Her thin lips hoarse her lips.

It's not gentle at all, only rude and desperate punishment.

Wen Xinlan was so frightened that she opened her eyes. Every movable part of her body was cleverly suppressed by him, and even her lips couldn't spit out a word and a half.

The body shook violently, and there was a thick panic at the bottom of the eyes.

She always knew that this man was not a good man. He was more cruel than anyone.

She had seen him torture a woman named "Anliang" to death.

But he was always good to her, and she also enjoyed his unique good, so that she almost forgot the evil and cruel he released from his bones.

She was really afraid. She was really afraid of what he would do to her.

How should she face her beloved man again?!

After a short period of fear, Wen Xinlan softened her figure, looked at him with pleading eyes, and begged for mercy with him so weakly.

Lian Qing saw that she was really frightened, so he slowly left between her lips. The tiger's eyes stared at her slightly swollen red lips. The breath between her nose was thick and heavy, and her thumb couldn't help covering her slightly open lips.

Wen Xinlan suddenly clapped his hand, pushed him away and ran into the hall.

Lian Qing turned his fist, turned his eyes and watched her disappear. He gently pursed his lower lip and laughed at himself.

Lian Qing, Lian Qing, it's not her, it's you!

……

Tuoba Yu sent Zhen Xiang and others away and couldn't wait to go to the soul orchid hall.

When I didn't want to go, even the door of the outer hall was closed tightly, and the palace lamps in the hall were not lit. If I hadn't asked the moonlight for some light, it would really be a real night.

Thin red lips stretched, and there was something wrong with my intuition. He took two steps to the temple door, pushed it and didn't open it.

He yanked the corners of his mouth. Feng's eyes narrowed on the high wall, jumped up and went straight into the room in the front hall.

Afraid that she was asleep, he stepped lightly, did not light the coal lamp and went to the inner room.

I didn't want to open the door. The big bed was empty.

Thick eyebrows wrinkled and resolutely turned to the backyard.

Shen Zhiqiao coaxed the two little guys to sleep, while he slept in the outermost room.

The brain is full, but I don't know what is dominant.

In short, chest tightness.

She turned over irritably, closed her eyes tightly and forced herself to sleep.

But as soon as you close your eyes, the scene that someone is probably still in Wenning palace suddenly surged up.

She scratched her hair and sat up from bed.

I'm going to take my clothes out of bed and blow the wind to calm down.

As soon as she grabbed her clothes, she heard the door creak outside.

Liu Mei picked up, hurriedly opened the quilt and lay in, sideways facing Lian Yu who was sleeping.

The sound of opening the door again in his ear made Shen Zhiqiao's heart jump. Then he closed his eyes and even stopped breathing.

With the slight footsteps approaching, Shen Zhiqiao's body also tightened slightly, and his hands under the quilt clung to his thighs

A gentle touch like the wind glided over the top of her hair, and the ears were gently touched by a touch of damp heat. It was slightly itchy like fine feathers, but it made people feel like they were carefully cherished.

The heart moved a astringent, Shen Zhiqiao gently slid his throat, and the corners of his eyes were affectionately wet.

"Yes, I'm back." the sexy voice is full of thoughts. It falls into Shen Zhiqiao's ear lightly, but it hits her heart like a heavy stone clock.

He didn't seem to want to wake her up. His cool fingers moved gently on her side face, like a small tickling spoon scraping her heart.

Shen Zhiqiao's hand gripped her thigh again. She could even clearly feel the heat on her cheeks.

Tuoba Yu stared at her side face. The long eyelashes in the light moonlight cast a cyan shadow on her white cheek. Her small nose was crystal clear, her red lips were slightly tilted like a bud, and the outline of her side face was soft.

The two little meat balls lying on her side, like sleeping elves, are so cute that people can't open their eyes.

Tuoba Yufeng's eyes are soft and soft, like a clear green pool with fine lines that are not surprised and disturbed. Under these fine lines, there are strong emotions.

For him who went out and came back, such a warm and beautiful picture made his heart stable and satisfied.

Suddenly, Xiaoqinghe, who slept in the innermost part, arched his body and turned over. Half of his chubby body was exposed from the quilt.

Tuoba Yu frowned slightly, leaned over conditionally, held the horn and wanted to cover her, but he paused when he saw a small group of white objects lying on her side.

The corner of his mouth drew slightly. At this time, the small white thing opened his eyes, looked at him coolly, then pulled his eyes closed and arched around Qinghe.

Tuoba Yu's face turned black.

If he had no eyes, he would have been ignored by a little beast.

Squinting her eyes, Tuoba Yu put down the quilt and wanted to catch it. He didn't want to touch it yet. Xiaoqinghe in his sleep seemed to feel it. He suddenly stretched out his hand to hold the regiment. His small face rubbed against its soft white hair, but the small white regiment leaned closer to her arms in time.

Tuoba Yu hesitated.

If he pulls it out by force, some little guy must wake up.

Gently frowned and looked at a woman. Feng's eyes fell over a dark tide, hooked her lips and covered the quilt for her.

Then he bent over, hooked and buckled his long arm, and carefully picked up a woman from the quilt.

Shen Zhiqiao's heart was beating and twitching.

She doesn't want to talk to him now

Slightly sipped his lips, and the thin willow moved in his arms.

Tuoba's Royal eyebrow peak jumped slightly, held her arms and tried to flatten them. She didn't want to wake her up.

Finally, he looked at the two little guys on the bed and resolutely took his woman out.